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College Waitress Part 4 By Asian Barbie ([email protected]) Recap: Jessica, a poor college student, has been manipulated into dressing and pleasing men at a sleazy bar called Sweet Candy. Her boss, Rob, has allowed her to leave on the agreement that she will return in the afternoon. When we last left her, she was sitting in her apartment and deciding on what to wear to class.... Jessica paced up and down. Her math class had already started two minutes ago and she was a good five minutes away. As she moved from hallway to bedroom and back to apartment door, she contemplated and worried about leaving the apartment. She wouldn't normally go to her class dressed like this but she had a huge problem set to turn in. She would be in massive trouble if she didn't. As she caught the reflection of herself in the mirror, she barely could recognize herself from the day before. Her eyebrows had been tweezed to an undeniably girl shape. Her eyes were framed with cute undertones of pink eye shadow with mascara. Her fake lashes were still on from last night. Her hair framed her cute and pouty face. Her lips glistened with pink lipstick she decided to place. She had on an adorable white blouse with hints of a pink corset showing underneath, unbutton on the top three. Cleavage from the corset spilled over the top. She had a very short puffy plaid tartan skirt on that left the tops of her white stockings showing. She decided to go all out and complete the dirty-naughty school girl look with 5 inch mary jane heels. She gathered her belongings in a pink purse she found on the side and placed her keys, wallet and ID. She was about to walk out the apartment when she remembered she forgot something. She quickly scampered back to the bedroom looking through the closet. "Ah ha" she squeaked as she pulled out a pink headband and a grey sweatshirt. She remembered the look Britney spears had in the video- Baby, Hit me One More Time. She slid her arms into the short sleave sweatshirt and tied the buttons up. With the pink headband on, she could be an extra in the video. Some might say she could give Britney a run for her money. She scampered out the door and to the streets before she could be any more late. She strutted through the campus commons, passing leering men and jealous women. Jessica felt good, almost too serene with her new attire and attitude. At first, she was dismayed by the looks men gave her but with each passing moment, she begin to enjoy the attention. A guy held open the Maths department door as she walked in. She couldn't help but smile as the guy sneaked a peek at her cute tushy as she walked past. "God men are really obvious," she thought. She glanced down at the hallway clock. Man was she late. She entered the classroom. "Class, we will have to pair up into twos for the next assignment. I will assign problems that will prepare you for the final. What is in the problem set will be covered in the final. If you master the homework, you should have no problem taking the final. I want you to turn in the set by the end of this week. Your partner and you should go over the set together so that no one does all the work. As an incentive for the class, I will be giving an extra 10% credit to any group who gets all the questions right. The 10% will be added to your final grade. Now, pair off," instructed Professor Potter. Jessica quickly eased into a seat in the back. Luckily, it did not seem that she had attracted too much attention. She begin by opening her notebook and pulling out her homework from before. She didn't notice a person approach from the rear. "Hi. I don't think we've met. I'm Paul and I think we're the only two not paired up. Usually I would normally do this with my friend Jess but he's not here right now," said a faimilar face. Paul, Jessica's long time best friend did not even recognize her/him. He was too busy hitting on her to even see that she was his best friend, Jess. Jessica felt herself blush as she brushed her hair back. She quietly and nervously introduced herself to him. As they were exchanging email addresses (Jessica gave him a fake one), Professor Potter interrupted, "Class, class. Some of you have asked to start working on the problem set. I will let you guys out early so you can start on it here or elsewhere. Please email me if you have any questions." Paul walked back down the stairs to get his belongings before Jessica could excuse herself. He pulled up a seat next to her and plunked himself down. "Alrighty, let's get started. Boy, I think this will be a productive and good partnership. I have this odd feeling we'll get along. It's the funniest thing, you remind me of a friend of mine that has a similar name.." Jessica interrupted him with talk about Math. She and Paul worked on a couple of the problems. Every so often, as she would look up to get something, she would catch Paul checking out her legs or chest. The poor guy was not very smooth. Jessica felt herself at ease talking to her best friend. After she realized she had not been discovered initially, her confidence grew. She played with her hair while pondering a question. Unconsciously, she slid a pen into her mouth nibbling at the edge. It was a bad habit that she did as a guy. She caught herself in mid thought and looked over at Paul. Paul's eyes were fixated on the end of the pen that was sliding in and out of her mouth. Saliva had collected on the tip of the pen that she would lick up immediately and slide the pen back into her mouth. If anything, the pen could be mistaken for... Jessica immediately stopped. She thought she might have seen a gleamer of recognition from Paul that she might be Jess. She got up from her desk and told Paul to email her so they could meet up again. Paul tried to follow her out but she had already walked out of the door, before he had gathered his belongings. Jessica ran into the bathroom. She didn't know whether it was the clothes, the persona, the makeup or the fact she was almost caught by her friend Paul, but she was completely aroused. She hurried into a stall. She quickly lowered herself on the seat, slid her thong from under herself. She stroke her clitty that was already engorged and wet. She felt herself tense up. Never before had she gotten herself this hard or worked up so fast. She felt herself near the brink. Her heels spayed before her, moving side to side. She tried to stop herself from going but she was there. Wave after wave of cum sprayed into her eager little hand. She slumped forward. What would she do? Just then, a group of girls walked into the bathroom. Two could be heard talking about the new vampire movie they had just seen. The other two were discussing their math class. "Did you see that little tramp that walked in 30 minutes late? She was such a hussy dressed like that. I can't believe some self respecting girl would dress like a school slut to class. Who is she?" commented one girl. As the two were arguing about who she could be. Jessica looked down at her palm. Her stall didn't have a roll of toilet paper. She would be forced to lick it up. She slurped up the cum, tasting herself. She had to lick herself clean. Jessica felt ashamed and grossed out by what she had done. She quickly straightened her stockings and thong back to place over her clitty. She opened the door. The pair who had been talking about her stopped immediately and stared. Jessica quietly gave her the meanest look a school girl dressed in her attire could and washed her hands. She left the group strutting out with her heels clicking on the floor. Part 5 Jessica stomped down the hall, her heels clicking and echoing down the way. She felt her hair swish around her back. The perfume wafed around her as she moved closer to the exit. Jessica could feel the tug of her stockings on her bare thighs, the bra and corset constricting against her waist and shoulders. She couldn't believe the direction her life had taken in a mere 24 hours. As she passed through the hallway, she walked by a clock. "Oh no! It's 3:45pm. How could have time have flown by so fast?" Jessica thought. She had just sat through one embarassing math class and had a run in with her best friend, Paul. She was so distracted from that encounter and the bathroom fun that she had walked into the wrong English class. To her mortification, it was romantic literature and Jessica was stuck in a class again with Paul. She was about to turn around leave but the teacher at the head of the room, demanded that all students sit down. Not wanting for herself to stand out, she meekly took a seat next to Paul. All throughout the class, Paul would steal glances at Jessica. Jessica did her best to shift her focus on the class she wasn't supposed to be in. It was hard not to find hersely reflecting on what had happened earlier when she had been casually flirting with Paul and gotten herself excited. Even though she had orgasmed not too long again, she felt her clitty wet from pre-excitement. She shifted and crossed her legs to hide the growing stiffness. As she did so, her shoe accidentally fell from her heel and dangled onto her toes. She caught Paul looking at her stockinged feet and the high heel mary janes. Jessica reached down to slip the shoe back on, accidentally brushed her nylon legs. Even without trying to, she moaned a little from the electricity charged from the touch. After the class ended, Paul tried to sidle next to Jessica on the way out but Jessica had already carefully planned a hasty retreat. She manuevered through the crowd and out. As she walked out, she could've sworn she felt a hand squeeze her tush. She tried to find who it was but didn't find a person she could tell had done it. --- Jessica hurried through the quads and back to her apartment. She had not eaten all day and the toll of not sleeping the whole night weighed on her. Her heels at first sexy and playful were now like 100 pound cement bricks. Her toes were pinched and her ribs sighed from the constant pressure of the corset. She was tired of standing her tipey toes and having her chest leaning forward. She yearned for release from her constraing garments. Jessica got back to her apartment without much of an incident. She begin to prepare for the night. Whether it was the fun of dressing up or it was the fear of being punished, Jessica spent a long time trying to find coordinating outfits for her job. She decided that the little black mini dress would pair well with black fishnets and black lingerie. She stripped down to her bare skivvies and hopped into the shower. Remembering how great her legs felt when completely shaved, Jessica shaved herself again really close. She rubbed baby oil onto each leg, trying to get each leg to glisten and pop out. Jessica first decided to put on her makeup before getting dressed. She sat down and redid her mascara and fake eyelashes. Her third attempt on putting them on was an improvement. She didn't poke her eye so many times and they attached without much gunk or glue applied. Jessica traced her lips with a red pencil and then filled in each lip with gloss and lipstick- she chose to go with the color of her locked on color- candy red. She lined in her eyebrows defining them but making them all the more feminine. Her eyes were colored in to smoky brown with hints of blue. Jessica played with her haircut, styling it to make it look as cute and sexy as she could. She slipped both her legs into a black thong. Her fishnet tights were rolled into doughnuts and she slowly pulled them up each leg. Her clitty became wet in anticipation of what would happen next. Jessica then strapped herself into a black corset. It was reinforced steel and had been fitted so each time a hook was clasped on, it would tighten on its own. Each successive hook made her gasp for air. This corset would be the only way she could fit in the form fitting mini black dress. She got to the last two hooks and needed to rest. Jessica could see bright flashes and she swore she started to feel lightheaded. She took one last deep breath and tried to exhale all the air from herself. The last two hooks connected in. Jessica panted from the exhaustion. She had to take shallow and slow breaths to get any air with the corset on. She slid the dress off the hanger and tried to step into it. It was satin and sleeveless. The top had adhesives that would adhere to the top of her breasts and its built in bra caps would enhance her already voluptous figure. Jessica sculpted it up her body. Trying not to tear the delicate fabric, she felt wrapped like a coccoon hugged by satin. Jessica tried to find jewelry to match the outfit. A delicate slave anklet that was also pink laced with silver was slipped on. While searching for earrings, her hand brushed up against a package. On top of the package, a note read, "Dear Jessica. If you don't put these on your ear, they'll go somewhere far less pleasant. Your Boss, Bob." Jessica unwrapped the package to find a earring gun, two hoop earrings. Jessica popped the hoop earrings. They were at least 3 inches in diameter, and painted candy pink. She trembled in fear of the pain. It was 4:45 pm and she had 15 minutes to be there on time or else. Jessica hesistated and then clipped them in. The audible pop felt like the click of the collar on her neck. She was no officially dressed. She finished the other ear and went to the mirror. Her reflection stared right back at her: a voluptous sex vixen was standing in front of her, with black fishnets peaking out of her long slender legs framed by her drop dead mini dress. Jessica pranced to the shoes part of her closet and slipped her feet into black stillettos that were six inches high. She felt herself elevate even more and prop herself forward. Jessica grabbed the pink purse and headed back out towards the bar. She was in such a hurry, running up the sidewalk she didn't notice the signs out front stating, "Wet Wild Wednesdays." Jessica checked the clock at front. It was 5:15pm. "Shit I'm late," she thought as she minced to Bob's office door. All around her, girls were running into the locker rooms; the bar was being swept clean by bus boys. She knocked quietly, praying he wouldn't be there. "COME IN!," bellowed a gruffy angry voice. Jessica walked in. A girl was on her knees giving Bob a big blow job. She looked shackled to a T-post. Her hands and face was immobilized by the stand. Her collar firmly locked in. Part 6 Jessica surveyed the scene. Never had she felt more vulnerable. She was standing in her mini black dress with fishnets tights. Her hair swayed and brushed her neck and smelt of feminine beauty. Even her delicate hoop earrings clinked against her lobe. She felt sexy but also afraid of what was in front of her. Rob, the leech, was pumping his monstrous cock into a poor struggling waitress. The poor girl was strapped to a T-stand and her wrist and elbows were cuffed to the stand, thrusting her mouth open. The collar had a ring that was attached to either side of her neck, essentially immobilizing her from the neck up. Her mouth drooled as a spreader gag was locked in her face. Rob took a look at poor Jessica standing in the doorway and yelled, "Close the fucking door you dumb slut. You're late. Come in." Jess slowly and quietly lowered her eyes to the floor and walked in. Her heels clicked and echoed against the wooden floor. She stood in front of her boss with her hands resigned against her waist and her head tilted downwards submissively, almost apologetically. Rob started grunting and she could catch in the corner of her eyes, the poor tied up girl, frantically trying to keep up with the thrusts. The mystery girl gagged and tried to twist and break free of the bonds. Almost climatically, Rob groaned and empty himself, pumping wave after wave into the girl's helpless mouth. Jessica almost shamefully was glad that Rob had gone. At least, his punishment couldn't involve anything sexually with her. After what seemed like hour after hour of the poor girl getting filled to the brim of cum, Rob cleared his throat and stopped pumping. He pulled out his member. It was still large, dripping wet with a mixture of saliva and sticky semen. "Come here and kneel; clean me off." Rob ordered Jessica. With revulsion and a glance at the tied up girl, Jess walked over to side of Rob and kneeled. Jessica's eyes met the other girl's eyes and almost the two of them shared some consolidation in knowing they were both there. She grasped the base of his cock and slowly and almost with a sigh, lowered her mouth onto him. Luckily he was deflating and appearing smaller but she barely got the whole thing in before gagging. She did the best to deep throat him several times. Rob left her to her work for 5 more minutes before he pushed her away. "Good. that is enough. Don't you think that this is your punishment for being late," Rob said. Now, go to my desk and grab the blindfold and penis gag. Jessica got the items and came back to Rob. "Now I want you to remove the spreader bar and gag Tiffany and put the blindfold on. There is a lock for the gag at the end," he commanded. Jessica took out the spreader slowly. Tiffany tried to plea to Rob, "please Rob, I promise to behave. I didn't mean to act that way....." Rob slapped the poor girl and pressed the button, both Jessica and Tiffany writhed and squirmed in pain. "That is for trying to talk and that is for not putting the gag fast enough Jessica. Now hurry. We have business to take care of." Jessica quietly obeyed Rob and kneeled in front of Tiffany and while looking into the tearful eyes of the girl, gently insert the penis gag. "Please... I'm so sorry honey," Jessica whispered to the girl and he locked the gag in place. She then blinded the girl with the blindfold. Rob walked to the desk and pressed a button. "I just got this installed. it took a while to work but now I can not worry about my annoying ladies. Out of sight out of mind," he explained while the T-stand descended under the floor. The girl sensing the stand moving, started bucking against the gag and straps. The stand was completely hidden as it was submerged under the floor and a lid slid over the top of her head. As it closed, the whimpers and moaning of Tiffany could no longer be heard. "Okay come over here, slut. Inspection time," Rob barked. Jessica scampered over to her boss. Trying her best to bend and flirtly cock her right leg to make herself look more sexy, she smiled at him. "God anything to prevent this psycho from doing to me what he did to her," she thought. "Bend over and grab your ankles slut," he barked. Jessica felt herself being fondled and her ass given a squeeze. "Good, good. Nice and firm. For a guy, you have one decent ass and hips. Although we could fill them out more. Maybe we'll take care of them later," he said. Jessica felt her tights being pulled down with her panties slid to the side. Rob spit into the fold of her ass. "I have this rule with my ladies. You need to be on time regardless. No excuses. As you can tell, any form of insubordination is not tolerated. I'm not a mean person but I am strict. I do enjoying enforcing my punishments. Suck on this you slut," Rob rudely shoved something large and pointy into her mouth. It was big and wide and thicker than the penis gag she had on the night before. "Get it nice and wet," he ordered. He pulled it out of her mouth roughly and slapped her ass. "Spread them more," Rob barked as he kicked her heels to spread her ankles further. She felt something large abut against her butt. She tried to look behind herself to see what it was but Rob slapped her ass. "Eyes forward slut," he commanded. She felt pressure and then almost bright red flashes in her eyes as the most tremendous pain she ever felt happened. She almost passed out from the initial insertion. The plug slid in to the hilt and Jessica felt this fullness like she needed to use the bathroom. Rob fumbled with the end of the plug and connected a hose with a bulb. Once the hose was attached he gave the bulb a good squeeze to test it out. It felt like with each squeeze, the butt plug increased twice the size. The unbearable pain was matched by each squeeze. Rob looked at the clock, "You were fifteen minutes late so you get 15 squeezes." Once he got to 10, Jessica begin shaking from the pain. Her legs almost rattling from it. She felt like an anacoda was shoved into her ass and she couldn't do anything about it. By squeeze 15, she was barely awake, almost fading in and out of consciousness of the pain. Rob slapped Jessica ass back to wake her up. "What? Dozing off? You dumb slut, wake up," he barked and he pulled up her panties and tights. "This plug is one of a kind. I had it made from a friend who spent a long time who figured out the best and most ingenious ways to prevent a plug from being removed," Rob explained. "In fact, in it contains a pleasant surprise that I want you to be watching out for. The plug holds well and does not lose any air. Even for hours at end, it can keep its shape well. All my ladies wear one to remind them that I am complete control of them and their asses. You got that?" he asked her. She nodded and she stood up. The plug caused her to almost purposefully move her legs further apart and sway her hips from side to side. She couldn't avoid moving. The pain of the plug made her restless. "Straighten yourself up and go to the changing room. I want you to rehearse the dance routine with the girls," Jessica was ordered. She begin walking out. Her heels and ankles were almost bowed out from before. She couldn't help but walk heel to toe as the plug position naturally forced herself to sway from side to side. The stilettos gave her more of a exaggerated roll of the hips as she strutted out the door. Even consciously, she couldn't avoid walking like she was strutting. As she left the room, she heard loud rock music from the front of the stage of the bar. Jessica felt almost anxious of what sort of things she would have to do later that evening..... Part 7 Jessica left Rob's office. Sighing to herself and looking to her pretty legs encased in nylon black thigh highs. She felt the tug of each garter against her thigh as her leg strut left, right, left, right. She made her way to the dressing room. As she opened the dressing room door, she heard quite a commotion. Gurls were all around yelling and scampering about looking for parts of their costumes. Jessica dogged half naked gurls running between her in their heels. If she wasn't dressed this way, she would have really enjoyed the view. It seemed like the theme tonight was Wild West as most of the girls were wearing old fashioned bar maid/prostitute outfits. They had on full on corsets with lace trim in matching pastel colors and their hair were pulled into buns with cute lace hats on top. Their breasts fully pushed up into nice V-shape cleavage and spilled from the top. Their corsets had dangling garters with stockings that had straight seams. Some gurls were helping each other align their stockings so they were straight and in the middle. There were feather boas- pink, purple, so much color. Jessica felt overwhelmed. She stood in the middle of the room, feeling over dressed and alone. "Jessica! Is that you honey?" exclaimed an almost dressed Kelly. She was the gurl from before who had helped Jessica get a change of outfit after that horrible first night. Jessica and Kelly shared a tender but delicious first kiss that Jessica was still thinking about when she heard her speak again. "I'm so sorry...." Jessica stammered; trying to explain what Rob had just told her. "Don't worry honey. It's your first bar night. Let's get you changed. Come with me," explained Kelly. She pulled Jessica's hand and brought her to a mirror and closet area that was vacant. "This stall belongs to Pattie. She was the gurl you saw in Rob's office. Because she 'acted out', she can't perform tonight. She's going to be in Rob's hands for a long time," Kelly said as she started pulling out drawers and lingerie. "Quickly. Strip please." Kelly playfully slapped Jess' tush. Jessica nervously took off her shoes and slid off the stockings she had on off her smooth and slender legs. Her dress slid off her shoulders and she stood there covering her chest with her hands. "Please, gurl; there is no need for modesty. It is just us in here. You'll need to take off the bra too and panties. We have a matching set in this costume tonight," said Kelly. Jessica quietly and submissively took off the remainder of her clothing, standing naked in the middle of the room, minus her makeup and the large intrusive butt plug. She slid on whatever Kelly handed her- She held the thong she was supposed to have on- it was pink and soft, yet gave her a firm support that she needed as she slid up and tucked her clitty between her legs. She was then instructed to lift her arms up as Kelly wrapped the corset. "This is a brand new version of the one you had on before. The one before would sag and give some slack after time but Rob designed this model. It's made of titanium. As soon as the laces are tied, they keep your waist exactly the level they were tighten up to months later," Kelly said. She pulled and pulled on the laces. "Whew. we need a lot more to go if we can fit you into the dresses. Come on, 1, 2, 3 exhale as much as you can," Kelly ordered as she squeezed what little more she could from Jess' waist. Kelly looked at the measurements afterwards- she needed 1-2 more inches. Jessica was led to a alcove in the dressing room. It was a very narrow opening with a bar up at the top. Jessica was instructed to reach with her hands and grip onto the bar and to then hang down. As soon as she held onto the bar, Jessica felt herself danging 2 inches off the floor. Kelly pulled a stool from nearby and again instructed Jess to exhale as deeply as she could as she pulled against the laces. After 5 more minutes of repetitions of exhalation and pulling, Jessica waist was done to 25 inches. "Perfection! Whew. that was quite a workout honey. Okay let's get finished," Kelly exclaimed. They went back to the makeup area. Kelly enlisted the help of other gurls who did Jessica's finger and toe nails to match her cute collar- candy red. Kelly worked on her makeup. First- she removed what makeup Jessica had on. Even looking in the mirror, Jessica could see that with her feminine hair style, arched eyebrows and soft, delicate features, she couldn't be mistaken for a male anymore. Kelly worked her magic and outlined her eyes with pencil and did heavy rouge and eyeliner to make smokey eyes. The lipstick was the coup de grace- deep and inviting red that brought out Jessica's most brilliant trait: kissable and tender lips. She then clipped in dangling diamond earrings into each ear. She also sprayed for good measure Chanel No 5 perfume into Jessica' wrists and neck area. After the gurls finished with their makeover, Jessica stood up and rolled on her stockings. They were the finest and denier nylon stockings made from Wolford with seams in the back. Jessica clipped them into the corset. She could barely bend at the waist, because the corset was so rigid and unforgiving; she had to take the most shallow breaths. She was still not used to the new style of breathing and felt lightheaded. Jessica then stepped into the dress- it was a deep lavender dress that sculpted her body. Without the last few inches off the corset, Kelly was right- the dress wouldn't have fit. The hem barely hung to the middle of her thighs. Jessica then was fit into petticoats that bloomed the dress out to where the top of her stockings and garters could be seen. Even with pushing and smoothing the dress down and out, the garters and tops could still be seen. Jessica hair was styled and put into a bun. Kelly slid a chopstick into the bun to hold it into place. Her feet slid into very high heels- the highest she had ever worn- 6.5 inches. There was a hidden platform that made the real heel height 5 inches, but the stiletto black heels were sexy and only added to the costume. Jessica was pulled into formation with the other gurls. She felt unsteady in the heels. Kelly was behind her, holding her hips to keep her from falling. "Honey, try to stand on the balls of your feet and drop your shoulders down. Small steps. You'll be fine." Kelly whispered into her ear. "ENOUGH. ENOUGH. you dumb sluts took long enough to get ready," barked Rob as he walked down the line of gurls standing in front of him quivering in fear. Rob held the button control for the collar buzzer in his right hand as he paced down the line. "Okay tonight, we are down a gurl. Pattie as you know is indisposed for disobeying my orders. We have a new gurl. Jessica wave her pretty little ass," he ordered. Jessica stood away from the group and waved to the rest of the gurls. They all looked back in both admiration and jealousy to how cute she looked. "Okay, back to the show. Tonight's theme is as you can tell is going to be related to the Wild West. We are renting out a riding bull. We are going to challenge our audience at the end of the dance number to ride the bull. The longest rider wins a prize. The dance number is going to be a coordinated number led by Kelly. She's going to show you how to dance it. We have 1 hour to prepare for it before we go on. Now get ready and prepared for the show. Quickly!" he barked. Kelly came to the front of the group after Rob left and rehearsed the dance routine. Even if she had days or weeks to prepare, Jessica still felt overwhelmed by the choreography. The gurls broke up into smaller groups to practice. Kelly came back to Jessica and could see the apprehension and fear in her pretty eyes. "Don't worry honey. There is a reason to why we only practice our routines for one hour. The guys are too drunk and dumb to notice if there are any slipups. They're too busy oogling our breasts and butts to really care about the dance number. As long as we don't fall or accidentally slip a boob out like Janet Jackson, we'll be fine. The only person you should really care about is Rob. He's going to judge how well we dance. Let's go over it again together," Kelly explained. Together, they went over the steps. After a couple more repetitions, Jessica begin to get the hang of the steps. Kelly helped move with her to show how to position her chest and hips to get the right posture and position. Even dressed as girly and sexy as she was, she couldn't help but lust over Kelly. Kelly was wearing a matching dress- the way her chest rose and dipped with each twirl and sashay. Jessica could feel herself enamored with her friend. She almost felt entranced by her twin who was dancing side by side with her. "Sluts, good rehearsing. I need Jessica for a moment," Rob rudely interrupted the two. Rob grabbed Jessica hand and pulled her to a stall of the dressing room. "I could see the way you were acting in front of Kelly," he said. Before Jessica could explain, Rob pulled up her dress and yanked down her panties to her knees. Rob looked below and saw Jessica's swollen clitty. "That pathetic excuse for a penis is all I need to know what you are thinking, slut. Good thing I can fix it." Rob grabbed Jessica by her throat and threw her against the wall. As Jessica squirmed, Rob was reaching underneath her dress and squeezing her balls quite painfully. Jessica clitty quickly deflated. Rob kept tinkering down underneath her dress. Because she was still thrown against the wall, she couldn't see what the leech was doing to her. She felt something rough and metallic touch the tip of her clitty and painfully, a clicking lock clamping around the base and being pulled between her legs. She felt something connect into the butt plug. Rob then pulled out a rather cruel looking padlock and click something closed. Jessica was then released. "This is a renovation of the chastity belt. Before, the belt would just hold the clitty and prevent the user from accessing it. But this belt- my belt is even crueler. It eliminates any bulge in the front. The tube or sleeve that connects to your clitty tucks it and connects to your butt plug. The waist metallic belt holds everything together- it resembled medieval woman chastity belts. You can pee thru the belt. If you need access to your clitty or pussy, you have to ask me. I have the only key," explained Rob. And as to demonstrate this new power, he held up the key that hung by his neck. Jessica was excused and she walked back to join the other gurls. As she moved, she could feel the plug with the belt connected to it, pushed it in even further. Each step and tug was a thrust of the plug inward. "Jeez, as if I could be any more uncomfortable," thought Jessica. "Hurry, hurry up sluts. The show is about to start. Get in line," Rob and the bouncers said as the gurls gathered into lines. Jessica was in the back as assigned and could see Kelly at the front. Kelly turned to look for Jessica. She saw her and waved and blew a kiss. Even as nervous as she was, Jessica smiled back at her. The music kicked in the background and the group rushed forward. Jessica scampered forward. As they ran up the stage, Jessica tried to focus on the steps. The bright lights and music were deafening and disconcerting. She could not see anything in front of the stage because of the bright lights. Jessica fumbled and tried to remember the steps. Slowly, she begin to regain her footing and dance in sync. There were jeers and loud hooting as the gurls and Jessica danced and pranced on stage. Their breasts jiggled and their butts flashed in display. The big finish was to start next. Jessica grabbed the gurl next to her and linking arms with the other gurl, she started doing the high kick. In unison, starting from one end to the other, the gurls kicked their legs up. The men in the audience really enjoyed the high kicking. They could see the ladies legs and flashes of their panties. Jessica realized while doing this part- the reason they wore the same colored panties. They had planned ahead and known their panties would be on display. Jessica could swear as she was high kicking and looking at her fellow gurls, that she saw flashes of metal chastity belts on the other gurls. Jessica was actually glad that she had the belt on at that moment. At least nothing would be bulging out. For the big finish, the gurls separated and individually did a curtsy and playfully bent over to expose their cute asses to the audience. As it came to Jessica turn, she almost had trouble bending at her waist to do the curtsy. And as she was bending over, her eyes locked in with Kelly's for a second. Jessica and the gurls finished to a loud round of applause and left the stage as the curtain fell. They separated and begin serving the audience drinks. Jessica shifted uncomfortably as she walked to and fro to other tables to get orders. As she approached her first table, she felt a guy call out, "hey Miss. could I get something to drink?" asked a stranger. Jessica looked over her shoulder and saw her roommate, Paul sitting there with the stranger. Paul was staring away at the time. Jessica quickly scampered away, fearful she would be seen by Paul in this ridiculous outfit. Carefully, she worked the room, avoiding the table where Paul was sitting. As she went from table to table, men and even aggressive women pinched her ass as she stood there. Kelly had warned her before about it. The bar's policy was that the waitresses were fair game and should be treated like toys. She was propositioned more times than she could care to count. An hour later after the dance show, Jessica retired to the break room for a breather. She had collected a hefty number of tips. As leery the men were, they were as generous. She had a wad of several 20's in her cleavage that she plucked out to roll into a wad. She and the other gurls counted the money and gossiped about the performance and customers. Jessica faintly overheard the music stop for a brief intermission and some announcement come on for a winner of some prize. Jessica went back out for a second round of orders and butt pinching. The butt plug that Rob had so forcefully shoved in her pussy was achy and more than torturous now. Her ankles and calves ached. She was tired of this game. As she was taking her last order for the night, Jessica felt a tap on her shoulder. One of the other gurls told her to go to Rob's office. Jessica made her way thru the crowds and tables and got to the office. She went in after knocking. Rob sat on the chair and was on the phone. Too busy to even address her other than to tell her to stand next to his desk. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to redistribute the weight of her body on her heels. After hanging up, Rob didn't say a word but got up and she followed him out the door to a smaller room she didn't know existed. The room was off to the side of the bathroom, in the back. It was oddly like a hotel room. There was a bed and dimly lit lanterns in the corner. Even a stripper pole in the middle of the room. Jessica stood at the entry way and could make out a figure at the head of the bed. Rob whispered into her ear, "This customer won the riding the bull contest. He wins 1 hour with one of the waitresses. As one of the newest waitresses, it is your duty to take care of him for 1 hour. Anything goes," Rob said as he shoved her roughly into the room and closed the door. Jessica walked in and stood at the door and approached the bed. The stranger stood up and approached her. "Hi, I'm so sorry about this. I know this is really weird but I'm Paul.."