Display girl, 5 years

The header on the contract reads: Display Girl, Five Year Contract. Your mind races as to what that could mean, but before you can read on, Eddy snatches up the contract and locks it in a filing cabinet next to his desk.

"You can get started right away," Eddy's voice gets suddenly serious, "take off your clothes." The sudden change in his tone sends a shiver of fear and excitement through your body and you can tell the dynamic has shifted, he is your manager now and you can see in his steely eyes that he will not tolerate compromise.

"Yes sir!" You immediately comply, dropping your slutty homemade short shorts to the ground and peeling your tight red t-shirt off over your head, causing your supple teenage breasts to bounce enticingly as they are released. You stand before the sweaty slob completely naked and exposed, the new feelings of submission causing your pussy to swim with renewed lust. You secretly hope that Eddy's first order was simply a prelude to a rough fucking, so you push your exposed chest out and give him the wide eyed innocent face that seems to drive men crazy. But Eddy just chuckles and retrieves something from a cabinet behind his desk. As he walks back around the desk to you, you see that he is carrying some sort of bar with different sized restraints cliped to it. He walks up behind you and fits the largest of the restraints, at the end of the bar around your neck so that the bar hangs down your back. The bar is cold and your breath catches in your throat as he tightens the leather band around it. You reach up to feel the collar around your neck, but before your hand gets there Eddy grabs it and pulls it roughly behind your back. He reaches forward and grabs your other hand wrenching it roughly behind your back as well, eliciting a moan of submission from somewhere deep inside of you. Eddy clips both of your wrists into the leather staps at the other end of the bar securing your hands behind your back. You now feel completely helpless, entirly at this disgusting neckbeard's pleasure. You look up pleadingly at him, as you feel another trickle run down the inside of your thigh. Eddy doesn't stop though and he pulls your arms together behind your back, fastening your elbows in the two remaining loops. This forces your shoulders back and your tits out, and you stand before him even more exposed than before, and entirely at his mercy. Eddy just eyes you up and down, again his lecherous gaze setting your tight pussy on fire.

"It's missing something" Eddy roots around in a cabinet for a second before producing a huge black ball gag. He walks up behind you and pops it into you mouth tightening the strap behind your head. You can barely breathe around the massive chunk of rubber in your mouth, and the tight leather collar cinched around your neck, but somehow the slight oxygen deprivation only makes your pussy throb even harder. You are bound and gagged in front of this slovenly pig, entirely at his mercy, unable to resist or protest if he decides to have his way with you. You look up pleadingly, trying to beg Eddy with your big innocent blue eyes and suggestive body language, to savagely take you on his desk. Eddy walks forward chuckling and leering down at you.