Jenny, the frozen employee

It was the part of the job she hated the most. Being driven around on the dolly was so demeaning. It was the part that made her feel like just an object. Another piece of furniture in the club. She remembered when she used the same dolly to bring in the chairs a few weeks back. And now she was driven around like chairs and placed right next to the entrance. But once she was there she knew the bliss would take over.

It was a feeling that was between an orgasm and being stuck on the edge of orgasm. She could not find another word but bliss for it. And that stuck around. Each time she talked with someone who experienced this state it was the same. And now her idea was even the name of the club. She already felt the bliss rising after being left at the entrance. It was the first time she would go for eight hours. Her whole shift spent frozen. Usually she splits her time with Diana but she had some kind of emergency. Thomas begged her to pull a double shift and she agreed. She wasn't sure she could do it but now it was too late anyway. Thomas had set the time and now all she could do was be a good frozen mannequin.

The sudden squeeze on her left ass cheek startled her. It was more of a mental jolt as she tried to move but couldn't do it. It always added to her euphoria when Thomas would do something like that. She watched as the first guests walked in and the bliss intensified. Their eyes on her sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body. She wanted to writhe and touch herself but the mental bondage was holding her still and frozen. The feeling of being helplessly on display amplifying the pleasure to the next level.