Tina and the Stuffed Pussy Chapter 7 The Breadstick Dilemma
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Sunday
I walk into the Stuffed Pussy at 10:00 am as requested and got to work cleaning up and getting everything ready for opening at 11:00. Apparently Eddied intends to focus on sports on Sunday and see how it goes keeping the doors open from 11-9. I keep my eyes on the door waiting for Silvia or Eddie to arrive. Around 10:30 Silvia hurries through the door and I make my way over to her.
“Silvia… I need to talk to you.” I can hear the worry creeping into my voice.
“Sure, what’s on your mind hon?” Silvia asks.
“Uhm, the problem is, my, uhm, my periods coming so I can’t be in just panties today.” I can feel my cheeks getting red again. I can’t believe that now even my personal cycle is something I have to tell everyone about just to do my job.
“Uh oh! Your monthly visitor has arrived, has it?” Silvia chuckles in a cheerful voice. “Has it started yet or can you just feel that it’s coming?”
I can’t believe she wants details! “It’s uhm… coming but probably really soon.”
About this time Eddie walks up. “You gals ready for some Baseball!” He yells with a fist pump.
I turn towards Eddie with my cheeks still burning but before I can say anything Silvia let out with a matter-of-fact “Tina’s period is starting Eddie. I think she’ll be ok in her uniform but she’ll have to wear a pad and let us know if things really start coming. We don’t want her making a mess in front of the customers.”
“but bu” I am stuttering, too shocked to speak. I assumed that I would be able to keep my jeans on for heavens sake!
“Oh, oooohhhh!” Eddie turns and scrutinizes me, understanding appearing across his face. “Well Tina, you better go get changed. The place looks good. You did a great job tidying up this morning. And don’t worry about your personal problem. Silvia and I will take care of you if things get out of hand.”
Why is Silvia just standing there agreeing and even suggesting that this is ok? “Silvia, I don’t think this is a good idea… what if I can’t get to the ladies room and customers see… and they’ll see that it’s my bad time and that won’t be sexy.”
“Nonsense Tina… boys don’t know the meaning of not sexy when it comes to you and feminine products have come a long way. You’ll be fine.”
A couple minutes later, I timidly leave our “dressing room” in a pink Stuffed Pussy uniform (no tale or ears today) with a maxi pad hanging out of either side of the crotch band on my panties. I can feel the pad bunching and crinkling with every step, a thousand times more noticeable than it normally is under jeans. My face is burning with shame and I can hear people noticing my predicament and pointing at me behind my back as customer start to fill the room.
About 1:00 Bill shows, commandeering a table next to the bar. “Heya Tina, bring me a Lite” he calls.
“Sure thing Bill” I answer. As I collect Bill’s Lite from Phil my mind races back to sucking on Bill’s Penis the night before. My tummy flutters and chills run up my spine. I can’t understand why the memory of sucking Bill’s cock is having this kind of affect on my. I obviously didn’t like it! He practically choked me with the damned thing! Yet thinking about touching Bill’s penis seems to make me go all weak in the knees. My body is being absurd! Just because Eddie is parading me around like some kind of slut, shouldn’t make me act like one!
I bring Bill his beer, carefully avoiding his eyes. I feel like if I look Bill in the face he will be able to read my private thoughts.
“Oh!” Bill chuckles and I look up at him surprised. “I see you’re riding the rag today… guess I won’t slide your tip in there!” Bill circles me with an arm and pulls me into a friendly hug. For some reason Bill’s hug makes me feel a bit better. Until that is, I feel him slide the dollar down my neck and under my shirt, tucking it between my boobs. “There you go, it will be safe in there.”
“Uhm, thanks Bill.” I mumble, remembering that I should make sure to “show appreciation” to the customers.
“Sure thing toots!” Bill pushes me on my way to the next table with a playful slap on my butt.
A little while later the inevitable happens and I feel my period start in earnest. Silvia is at the next table so I walk over to her on my way to the ladies room and give her a quick “I’m going to step into the ladies room for a bit Silvia.”
“Is it causing problems?” Silvia asks as she turns to face me.
It seems weird that Silvia is being so nosey but I nod my head and start to make my way past her.
Silvia apparently has other ideas and grabs my elbow pulling me over towards the bar with an “Eddie told me that he and Phil have just the thing to solve your problem.”
“Silvia! Let me go… I just need to use the restroom… I’m going to leak if you don’t let me… heeeeeeey!”
Before I can finish my sentence, Eddie and Phil are on either side of me lifting me up to sit on the bar. Phil pulls me back so that I am on my back with my butt against the customer arm rest and my head hanging over inside the bar. Hands are grabbing and holding my wrists and I scream as I feel hands reach under my butt and grab the waistband of my panties, unceremoniously pulling them up past my thighs, maxi pad and all.
“Stop!!!! You can’t do this, Silvia help me!” I scream, kicking wildly. My kicking only seems to make it easier for Eddied to work the panties down my legs and soon they are free. Strong hands grab each of my legs and slowly force them up to the ceiling and then splay them apart until they rest against the armrests on the bar, putting my leaking pussy on complete display amidst a chorus of hoots and hollers. There are so many obnoxious guys catcalling at me that I can’t even make out intelligible words.
Eddie is laughing and starts talking at me in a baby-talk voice. “Calm down baby. Daddy’s gonna clean up that naughty-waughtie pussy. You just hold still and everything’s gonna be alright.”
The crowd of people standing around my split legs is laughing uproariously and all I can do is shake and sob uncontrollably as Eddie takes a warm wet bar rag and starts to scrub my slit with it. I hear Bill in the background yelling out “’bout time you let us get a look at that pussy Ed! Boy does it look angry today… you better make sure it doesn’t bite back.”
Eddie laughs, having a good time despite my distress. “Never fear Bill, we’ll get this dirty cunt all cleaned up and presentable.” Eddie punctuates his statement by doubling up the rag and giving my pussy a heavy wet slap causing me to yelp and jump wildly.
Phil hands Eddied a clean dry rag and Eddie goes back to work on my crotch, scrubbing it dry with a gusto. I shriek and squeal as Eddie’s scrubbing pulls and tugs on my hair.
Phil comes back into view holding a big roll of industrial strength yellow duct tape.
“Ok baby-waby, hold still and we’ll seal up this messy cunny of yours so it doesn’t go leaky all over the place!” Eddie continues in his mock baby voice.
With that Phil slaps a long piece of duct tape down covering up my pubic hair. I struggle futilely as he takes the side of his hand and rubbing it back and forth down my slit and the crack of my butt, working it into every nook and cranny of my vagina and over my anus. Then he takes a wide red permanent marker and draws a red circle with a slash through it over my crotch.
I sob. “Eddie, please don’t make me be like this. It’s not right.”
The guys let go of my legs and I quickly close them, feeling the duct tape pull uncomfortably on my pubic hair. As I struggle to sit up, Eddie picks me up off the bar and sets me on the floor. “Nonsense Tina-wina.” Eddie says, giving me a wink, “just let Silvia or I know if you need your diaper changed again later tonight. I told you we’d take care of you!”
With that Eddie hands my panties to Toby who it turns out has been standing behind the bar through the whole ordeal. “Heya Tobster, do your sis a favor and rinse and ring out her uniform for her.” It seems like every time I don’t think my personal humiliation can get worse, Eddie finds some small way to top it off! I can’t believe Toby has just seen a complete stranger molest my vagina.
“Now Tina, get back to work. There are some thirsty tables out there.” Eddie gives my bare ass a hearty spank and heads back behind the bar to start filling glasses.
I stand in place, tears running down my cheeks until I feel someone approach behind me. Figuring its Eddie coming to chastise me for not getting back to work, I give a big sniffle and start towards the nearest table with empty glasses. Instead, I feel a gentle hand on my arm as I start walking away and I turn to face Toby.
“Hey Tina… I brought you some Kleenex.”
On a dime my emotions swing from self-pity to humiliation to anger. If possible I feel even more naked standing next to my brother. “Toby! Now do you see why I don’t want you working here? I can’t stand the thought of you watching what they are doing to me…. It’s not right!” I take the Kleenex from Toby and blow my nose, wiping my cheeks. I throw the Kleenex out and then rush past Toby to punctuate my point.
The games get into full swing and the guys at the tables grow drunker as the afternoon wears on. With my adjusted uniform, the new fad seemed to be spanking my butt whenever I finish delivering beers to a table. I know better than to complain but my butt cheeks have been spanked so much over the past hour that I can feel a dull heat radiating off them. I see Bill waving me over to get him another Lite and I make my way over with a full one. On instinct I put my hand on his arm as he goes to spank me for the umpteenth time. “Please Bill, my butt’s getting sore from all of the slapping. I know you boys like to have your fun, but I’m not going to be able to sit soon!”
Bill gives a big laugh. “Ha, we’re just doing you a favor Tina… numbing you up a little bit before Eddie yanks that tape off.”
I looked down at my tape covered crotch and realization dawns on me that the tape is firmly stuck to all my pubic hair. Almost at the same time, Billy and I notice that some red is oozing along the edge of the tape near my crotch. Before I can react Billy calls out “Eddie, looks like Tina-wina could use a change!”
I back away, raising my hands in protest but before I can do anything Eddie, Silvia, and Billy are leading me back to the bar for another round of humiliation.
“Please don’t!” I sob, to no avail. Once again strong hands unceremoniously hoist me up on the bar and pull me down on my back. Ready hands are waiting to spread my legs apart and I see cell phone flashes going off in my periphery vision. The crowd is ready for my humiliation this time… has probably known it was coming.
I hear Eddie’s voice coming from between my legs, “Tina, I’m not going to lie, this is gonna hurt a little bit, but it should take care of all that nasty pussy hair so you get to avoid a waxing.”
I raise my head and look at Eddie standing between my legs. My breadth is coming in panicked little gasps. I’m shaking and my tummy is going up and down rapidly as I try not to hyperventilate. I feel Phil supporting my head which is hanging over the back of the bar and I hear him say “bite down on this” as he forces my wet panties into my mouth (thankfully Toby did finish rinsing them out first). I tense up as Eddie starts to pull on the tape and my breath stops, frozen in my chest. Eddie gives me his signature wink and then yanks the tape off with all his might.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I scream! The pain is intense! My entire crotch is on fire. People are leaning in to take close ups of my naked crotch but I am too lost in my torment to care.
Eddie drapes a steaming hot rag over my crotch which starts to ease the pain. And then he once again starts cleaning my pussy, this time starting with gentle caresses with the hot rag, running his fingers up and down my slit. I start to protest and give little yips of discomfort as his fingers run past the entrance of my vagina and over my clit, sending little jolts of feeling through my tummy and up my spine. I want to protest, to tell Eddie that I am clean enough, but Phil is still holding my panties inside my mouth and all that comes out is a muted “mweddi op it, mwease ont”.
Eddied continues on mercilessly. I try to wiggle my crotch away from his caressing fingers but the hands on my legs strengthen their grip and I feel Eddie use his free hand to spread my pussy, exposing it to the cool air. I gasp into my panties as the fingers start concentrating on my little love button, gently circling it and brushing over it. I feel my vagina start to get wet and I am panting again, this time from the feelings focusing in on my pussy. I know that everyone is watching me getting horny and panting like a slut but I can’t help it, can’t control my twitching hips which seem to be seeking Eddie’s fingers of their own accord. I try to focus on why I am trying to avoid the molesting fingers. I want to crawl into a hole and die as I stare down at my wantonly displayed pussy. It is wet and puffy from more than the damp rag, and naked as the day I was born. The tape had done its job, effectively stripping away every last strand of hair.
I screw my eyes tightly shut, trying to hide from the audience cheering on my debasement. My body is trembling, panting, and squealing seemingly of its own accord when the relentless figures suddenly withdraw. I open my eyes and my hips involuntarily buck upward, pursuing Eddie’s withdrawing fingers, furthering my humiliation.
“She’s a thoroughbred boys! Ready to respond at a moment’s notice!” Eddie is holding his glistening fingers up, displaying my wetness to the audience. “We can’t be having her cumming all over the place just yet though… you’ll all have to wait ‘til her Birthday next weekend before we can have this kind of fun… seal ‘er back up Phil!”
Phil rubs my slit with the dry rag again and then once again plasters my pussy with the yellow tape, driving it back into all my creases and into my butt crack. Strong hands pick me up and set me back on my feet in front of the bar. I know my face is flushed and I look around disorientated. Bill gives a hoot “look at you, all revved up and no place to go! Let me help you out here… all this excitement and my beer’s gone empty.” Bill has my arm and a hand at the small of my back leading me back to his table to pick up his empty and I’m back to work, going from table to table filling drinks and trying to avoid the worst of the slaps and gropes on my naked butt cheeks.
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