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Tiffany started stroking me, and in a flash, my cock was covered in green slime. Her frantic pace was familiar to my young, excitable body. And while her oral performance had been enjoyable, when it came to hand jobs, she clearly had lots more experience and ability. She was also much more enthusias...

Chapter 1: Stepping into the Unknown The evening air was crisp as I approached the gallery. The streets, bathed in moonlight, were eerily quiet, reflecting the solitude of my new job. My shifts were set for three nights a week, from 9 PM to midnight. For the next month, it would be just me and Zara,...

Chapter 2: Unveiling the Reality Arriving home just thirty minutes past midnight, I felt the weight of the evening’s events pressing heavily on me. My bare feet touched the cold pavement as I made my way to the stairway, acutely aware of my exposed state. The chill of the night air seemed to cut thr...

Chapter 3: Facing the Raw Truth The alarm blared, shattering the fragile calm of my sleep just past seven-thirty. The sound, relentless and jarring, pulled me from a restless slumber that had barely begun, and last night at the gallery had turned my whole world upside down, stripping away more than ...

Chapter 4: Uncharted Territory The relentless buzz of my alarm clock yanked me out of sleep a few minutes before it was supposed to go off. There was no point in drifting back into slumber; I was awake now. Today was Tuesday, marking the second day of my two-day stint as a fully exposed worker, a si...

“My dad said that!?” Lia was in disbelief. Once they had gotten back to the file room, Claire told Lia what her dad had said. “He did, but don’t worry, it won’t be that bad. It's just one more person that can tell you to do stuff.” What Claire didn’t tell Lia was that her father thinks Lia needs the...

How much more humiliation can Alyson endure? ----------------- Chapter 3 All heads turned towards the door. There was a sudden silence in the room. Few seconds later Alyson moved, reaching for her panties and jeans. Her mom got to them first. “What you think you’re doing girl?” she asked. “What does...

A girl sat on the floor naked and sobbing, covering her breasts with an arm while her hand covered her tearful face. Meanwhile another girl stood over her, waving a pair of jeans and a shirt in the air like a victory flag. She looked down on the crying girl. "That's what you get, bitch. You mes...

The afterimage of what I had just witnessed, still burned in my vision, slowed my reflexes. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? Or was Mary's pubic hair shaped like...a heart? Such a puzzling revelation had my head spinning. Unfortunately, I didn't have the luxury of stopping to ponder it. Just like ...

“You want me to strip naked?...” Sam reacted, flabbergasted, “Here in class?? In front of everybody!???” “Sure, why not? You want to prove that it was you, right?” Amanda responded nonchalantly, with a little shrug. She spoke as if she was doing something helpful for a friend, rather than trying to ...