Montana sets Joy up for a full day of satisfaction

I let Montana lead me behind the main desk in the library. While he prattles on about the day, I keep my eye on Mr. Savidge and see that he’s taking a seat where he’ll be able to keep an eye on Montana, the front desk, and me all at the same time. When Montana turns me by the shoulders to face him, I realize we’re right behind the primary station for the desk where customers will line up. He asks me directly “So, does that sound like a good idea?”

I try not to look bothered as I rack my brain, trying to recall what he said. I remember him saying it was a book return day, meaning there would be a lot of customer foot traffic after the lunch break. I remember him saying he’d have to be up front most of the day, but that multiple staff would be working the main station. And then there was something about how I could be behind the desk and helping out while getting helped out. But I don’t remember how he said I’d specifically help out or get helped out. Seeing the way he’s looking at me though, expecting an answer, I put a smile on my face and nod. “It sounds like a great idea Montana!”

Stepping behind me, Montana clears some of the shelving underneath the main station at the desk. He goes so far as to pull the shelves themselves off, leaving the backside of the counter bare. With a parting pat to my cheek Montana then rushes off to his office and returns with a box full of stuff. “Okay, please be patient with me as this is the first time I’ve done this setup for a woman. I’ve only seen photos and heard about it from Mr. Emerson.”

I find relief as Montana gently pushes on my shoulders, clearly indicating he wants me on my knees. While I’d prefer the privacy of his office, an empty area of the library, or a back room, at least I won’t be visible behind the counter. Staff, including Mr. Savidge, will get to watch me giving head, but no customers will get a peep show.

Once I’m on my knees I rub at Montana’s legs, moving toward his belt. He strangely chuckles and pushes my hands away. “Not yet Joy, there’s more to set up.”

Out of the box Montana pulls out two things that look like an odd mixture of furniture moving pads and roller skates. Their strange shape makes sense though when he crouches and lifts my legs one at a time and attaches them on my knees. With them on I can push just a little with my toes and roll on my knees. Looking down at them I wonder if I might borrow them as I’m sure Bradley would get a kick out of them at home. When I look back up, I almost fall backward because of my knee rollers causing me a lack of balance, but Montana catches me and uses my open-mouthed surprise as an invitation to slide the ring gag in.

Just as I was the night before, I find my mouth **** wide open. The gag is a little different though, as while it too sits behind my teeth this one is made purely of metal where last night’s orifice opener was covered in some kind of rubber. And more insidiously, this one has a small tab that’s just long enough to press my tongue down and keep it from moving. With the gag quickly strapped to my head I’m unable to speak any coherent words and reach up to pull it free. I just need Montana to know that he doesn’t need to **** this as I’ll willingly do my part.

But as my hands reach the buckle, Montana grabs my wrists, pulls them up above my head, and slips them into two leather cuffs. With a small grunt of effort he pushes me back, rolling me on my knee wheels, to the counter. I hear a couple ominous clicks and when I look up, I see he’s attached my wrist cuffs to the back of the counter wall.

I probably take too long to contemplate Montana’s positioning of me as he returns and tilts my head downward so that I’m looking straight ahead. He then wraps some kind of strap, it feels like it might be leather or suede, around my forehead and attaches it similarly to my wrists to the back wall of the counter. When Montana then rises up and steps out of my view I expect him to return with his pants open and ready myself for the sexual activity to begin. But when he does return, he’s still fully dressed and crouches down in front of me. He smiles at my questioning gaze, my eyes now being the only way for me to express anything, and holds up some kind of bright yellow dildo. It’s indecently large, curved, and has a portion sticking out of the bottom that bends back upward. “We can’t have you just silently working away Joy. This will make sure you’ll have something to enjoy down there!”

With another grunt Montana pulls my skirt up to my waist and easily pushes my knees apart on their caster-like wheels. With what feels like a well-practiced hand Montana slides my panties aside and pushes the dildo up into me. The curved extension’s use becomes obvious as when the dildo bottoms out in me it presses right up against my clitoral area. I let out my own grunt as while I’ve been growing moist since my ride in with Bradley, I’m not fully wet. That, and the toy is quite large, stretching me more than anything I’ve had up in my pussy before. With the toy in place, Montana pushes my legs back together and then scootches back to smile at me. “You’re going to love this part.”

Looking behind himself, Montana calls over one of the other staff members, who doesn’t blink an eye at seeing me bound up underneath the workstation, and asks him to go around to the front like a customer returning his books. Montana locks his eyes on mine and waits, looking for a response. I hear the staff member walk around the counter and return in front of it. When he steps right up to the counter, I hear a click from the floor that he’s standing on but more importantly also from between my legs. A moment later, the toy stretching me out below buzzes into life. Not only is it vibrating, the little arm is moving side to side over my clit with a maddening random motion. My moan was quite loud before staff member stepped away from the counter, causing the toy to stop.

My eyes open wider at Montana as I realize just exactly what he’s set me up for. In the matter of a few moments, I’ve been bound and locked into place, kneeling under the main work station of the library’s counter where many customers will be arriving to return their books. My wrists are locked above my head, my face is locked into looking forward, and my mouth is locked wide open with my tongue locked down. And stuffed into my pussy is a toy that will activate and drive me wild whenever there’s a customer at the counter.

Before I can wrap my mind further around that, I hear a customer approaching the counter. Montana winks at me, says “Let’s do this!” quietly, and stands up. As I hear the customer’s footsteps getting closer and closer I have a close-up view of Montana loosening his pants and pushing them down to show me his throbbing cock. And behind him I see Mr. Savidge nodding. I’m not sure if he’s nodding because he’s happy that I’m able to help out or that I’m stuck in this position.

Any concern I have of Mr. Savidge’s thoughts are brushed aside as Montana steps forward and pushes his cock deep into my mouth, moving right into my throat. My morning’s lesson serves me well as I’m able to handle the intrusion without gagging which is good as a moment later the customer walks up to the counter and I feel the toy begin its maniacal vibrations and movements. My moan, loud before, is now effectively muffled by Montana’s girth and the gag. I hear it of course and imagine Montana might have heard it, but we’re likely the only ones. The customer, depending on how Montana is handling his blow job above me, will have no idea that I’m here, what I’m doing, or what’s happening to me.

Montana serves his customer while slowly moving his hips in and out. I close my eyes as it helps me focus more on my breathing and making sure I don’t gag on his length. The toy buzzing maddeningly away between my legs certainly makes concentrating hard as it really does feel good. It’s a different pleasure than having sex. It’s not that delicious slippery grind in and out, rather it’s just more full with buzzing and a mad flicking over my most sensitive part.

I can’t spread my consciousness enough to follow the interaction between Montana and his customer, but it evidently finished as the toy goes silent. I take a deep breath through my nose as Montana pushes in and out of my throat one more time before stepping back and crouching down so he can look into my eyes. He seems honestly happy as he speaks, “So what do you think Joy? You get to be pleased, both orally pleasing the men around you and being filled and teased below. Your pleasure is doled out only as customers come in and you’ll make it so that we want to man the counter and get the books checked in which is normally a boring and tedious task.”

I feel the drool in my mouth pooling around the bottom of the ring gag and start spilling over its edge, undoubtedly landing on my sweater covered breasts. Montana just continues “Now as the Librarian and the one responsible for you I’ll take a shift here first and make sure everything is working smoothly. I wouldn’t want to set you up in a position that doesn’t work out for you. But after I’m sure, I’ll let the other staff come work the counter. I’m sure you’ll eventually get to know everybody that works here, but this is a good way for them to introduce themselves. Heck, maybe you’ll find ones that you actually like the flavor of and can ask them for pleasure later on. Anyway…” he reaches forward to cup my cheek and rub his thumb over my lips “…most of your days will be spent doing more work and getting less pleasure, but this will work nicely as your first day. I’ll see you at closing time when we’ll get your badge!”

I let out a sound, it’s probably generous to call it words, trying to request him to not do this but the noise I make goes unheeded as Montana stands up and pushes himself back into my open mouth. I can only groan as I hear another customer step up to the counter and feel the toy get to its exasperating vibrations and motions.

The toy, it turns out, is damned effective and soon has me panting in anticipation any time it stops. Unfortunately, while I could easily get off on the toy with continued use, I have to focus on my breathing and deep throating technique as Montana seems to love pushing all the way into my throat, letting his pubic hairs tickle my nose. And not only is my concentration keeping me from an orgasm, the damned toy is never on quite long enough. After several customers return their books, I focus and count out the time it takes and realize the whole interaction, from the customer stepping up and activating the toy to them stepping away and turning it off, only takes about ninety seconds.

At first the interactions are random with two being back-to-back but most being several minutes in between. Sometimes Montana stays in between and works above me while lazily pushing in and out of my mouth, but other times I’m left completely alone. But as the day progresses and the lunch break ends, the customers start coming in more regularly. Eventually I get into a rhythm of ninety seconds on and only twenty or so seconds off.

It takes Montana about fifty minutes before I hear him ask the customer to wait a moment. I feel him swell in my mouth as he pushes all the way into me and unloads his torrents of cum. I struggle against the bindings for a moment until I realize there’s no changing the situation and focus on letting his cum slide into my tummy without ever touching my mouth.

Once he’s recovered, Montana finishes with the customer and then excuses himself. I see him step away and my eyes go wide as I feel another customer step up to the station, leaving my mouth open but the toys performing their magic. I squint my eyes closed and try my best to stay silent, not wanting the added humiliation of moaning away like a sex starved succubus. With my eyes shut I don’t see the approaching staff member but hear him right in front of me. “Hi Miss Williams. I’m Julian. I’m glad that I can help you out!”

I open my eyes just in time to see someone I recognized from working at the library stand up and show me that he already has his cock out and hard. I can barely hear him above me over my own moaning and the toy’s buzzing as he says to the customer, “Sorry for the wait, how can I help you.”

My moans are again quieted as Julian pushes into my mouth and ‘helps’ me with another BJ.

Julian varies his movements more than Montana, at times letting the head of his girthy cock barely slip around my teeth and at other times pushing into my throat. He’s not nearly as long as I’m used to, so he barely gets into my throat when pushing all the way in. Without my tongue to use and without me having to focus on deep throating, I’m left to passively give Julian his blow job and try to let the toy’s joy build up inside of me. But Julian only lasts a dozen or so customers and is soon grunting as he blows his wad in my mouth. I try to get down what he gives me, but he pulls out quickly leaving me stuck with my mouth open and no seal with which to swallow.

Julian takes his time putting his wilting manhood away and stepping away, leaving me dripping drool and cum out of my mouth until the next staff member comes up. Ty seems nice enough and is quite eager to ‘help out’.

After Ty eventually cums, thankfully waiting in my mouth long enough for me to swallow most of it down, he’s replaced by Ace. Ace is later replaced by Tucker who trades back and forth with Brock. After both Brock and Tucker are done, Shawn comes up and gets to work on my mouth and the customers. He actually leaves before cumming and is replaced by Roy. Roy is by far the most aggressive, bouncing the back of my head against the counter as he roughly fucks my face. After he blows his wad, Drew comes up and takes advantage of a lull in the customers to help clean me up. I must look quite the mess as he daps and swipes at my sweater for quite awhile and yet it still feels wet and sticky when he stands up and helps himself to my mouth and helps the next customer.

Drew is replaced by Esmund, who is replaced by Jerrod, who is replaced by Matt, all of which allow me to swallow their cum as opposed to letting it run out of my open mouth. Shawn comes back for his own round two when he finally cums. And he cums more than any of the other staff members, having me both swallow more than I’m used to and still spilling some out of my open mouth, leaving fresh sticky cum on my sweater.

The steady thrum of customers slow and the guys keep coming up to the station either finding work to do there or bringing their work with them. Without acknowledging me directly, they each just stand in front of me, pull their pants down, and slide into my open mouth. Without the toy giving me direct pleasure, I spend the rest of the afternoon feeling more like I’m getting extra practice for my intimate lessons as they all seem to enjoy sliding into my throat and yet none of them cum in me a second time.

When I see Montana’s legs come into my view, I let out a huff, close to a sigh, hoping that my time getting ‘satisfied’ is done. When he kneels down, however, and I notice all the guys circling around behind him I feel both my hopes and my stomach drop. Montana’s voice is happy and neither his eyes nor his expression hint that he’s being anything other than helpful in his own mind. “Hey there Joy, I can tell you’ve been having a great day, but the customers have all but dried up and Mr. Savidge said we should go ahead and close up early. I talked it over with the guys and we all decided to really celebrate your first day with a bang though, and we’ll send you home with another treat from all of us.”

Montana starts to rise then returns to my eye level and winks, adding “Oh, if the toy gets too intense for you just let us know!”

As he rises, the dildo starts buzzing both deep inside of me as well as over my clit. Just as I’m growing accustomed to the stimulation again Brock lines up in front of me, bares his cock, and slides it in my mouth starting my line of blowjobs to finish the day. Only this time, it seems that I’m going to have the toy going constantly in me as they all unload in my mouth or throat.