Overtime

Roxy comes out from the back and calls you over.

“Ok Ryan, I want this to be as fun as possible for you but the truth is you’re going to be pretty sore afterwards. You seemed to prove yourself capable so I’m trusting in you to being up to this.”

She was starting to scare you. Maybe you shouldn’t be so eager to please.

“What exactly am I doing?”

“Well best to show you.”

Roxy went and put a “Back in 5” sign on the front door and locked it. Coming back she leads you to the bathroom. There’s some signs newly added:

FIRST COME FIRST SERVED

NO HITTING, SCRATCHING OR BITING

Roxy inserts a key and opens the door. The bathroom is nearly unchanged except for the toilet which now has some supports in place on the side and some chains and straps attached to the wall. You start to back away when Roxy grabs your hand.

“Now now now, I’m not going to **** you but you said you were willing. You’ve been having so much fun on my dime, you should be willing to make up for it. Basically you’re going to hang out in here, and the bathroom will suddenly cost 20 dollars per use. I’ll give you a cut once you’re done. Any questions?”

Your lust had indeed bloomed but this was a big leap. You did owe Roxy for a number of things already.

“How long and how big a cut?”

“Well it’s 6PM and we close at midnight. I hope to see a healthy profit tonight so I guess you;ll get whatever I choose to give you.”

Her face was the epitome of professionalism.

“Ok”

“Great let’s redo your makeup first.”

Roxy pulls her bag out and puts on an excessive amount. You fit the description of painted whore.

“There, now let’s get you in position.”

Roxy moves you to the toilet and sits you down. She hikes up your tube skirt while also pulling it down your chest exposing you to the cold bathroom air. Grabbing some straps she binds your hands together and then binds them up to the top of the toilet.

“Scoot your butt forward.”

You do so with a bit of awkwardness.She grabs you ankles and binds them to the same part of the toilet.

“Nice, this is called the mating press position, How does it feel?”

“My legs hurt.”

“Mmmm yeah they’ll do that.”

Roxy pulls out a small butt plug, not all that wide, maybe an inch in diameter with a handle studded with a purple gem. She pulls out a packet of lube and drizzles it all over the plug. Kneeling down she starts to line it up with your rosebud.

“Just going to slip this in so you’re ready to go. I will offer condoms but honestly don’t expect these hornballs to willinging wear a rain coat.”

The buttplug starts to spread your opening. You let out a pitiful whimper as your new body jewelry gets sucked in by reflex. Roxy then pulls open a thick sharpie with a loud POP. She starts writing on your thighs and belly.

“What are you writing?”

“Oh just some stuff to get them going and finish faster. The usual stuff; “Cum dump, Insert penis here, Replace plug for freshness.””

Capping the pen, Roxy stands and steps back a bit. She frames you up like a old film director and smacks her lips.

“Yeah I’d fuck the hell out of you, ok your shift starts now.”

As she opens the door you think of something.

“Hey wait!”, she stops and turns her head.

“What if someone actually has to use the bathroom?”

Her expression doesn’t change but she turns and closes the door. It’s click echoes through the room. Suddenly alone with your thoughts you realize you started this day much different than it’s ending. Being made an appliance in a sex store’s bathroom was not your plan, but frankly the idea was making you hard. The room dropped into darkness. The motion sensor on the wall seemed to believe you weren’t in the room. Minutes go by, maybe an hour. No sounds no nothing just you strapped down in the dark fully exposed. You’d be crying if you hadn’t basically asked for this…