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Young Stepmother Part 10
By Mark Dayette
I put on the outfit, it was all black. It was made of black velvet. The
velvet covered your chest and genitals, but there were big buttons all
down the front of the costume. After that the fabric stopped and your
thighs and legs were exposed. However, the velvet covering the back of
the costume also stopped at the lower part of your back thereby exposing
your nude ass in its entirety, with a black cat tail hanging off of you.
We were expected to wear white thigh high stockings with black high
heels so I put those on.
My Stepmother said, "Yes, the waitress outfit is skimpy, but the
customers love it. The main room is called 'The Zoo' and this is where
you and the cats will bring drinks and food to the customers. It has a
stage with live music entertainment. The two other important rooms you
need to be familiar with are the 'Kitten Corner' and the 'Lion's Den'.
Those rooms provide special private entertainment to the club's
wealthiest customers."
I soon learned that the other waitresses or 'cats' were all 'girls' and
by girls I mean 'sissies' and I hate using that term, but you probably
wanted to know what they were from your perspective. Some of the cats
had breast implants. I knew that my job was to wait tables as the
evening crowd was expected to arrive within an hour. I felt
overwhelmingly self conscious about my ass being fully exposed. However,
I tried to block it out, I wanted to work hard to prove to Reginald that
I wasn't a gold digger so our marriage could last long enough for me to
acquire a substantial financial payout from the divorce settlement. I
had nothing against Reginald personally, he was wealthy and seemed nice,
but I didn't really want to stay married to a man.
I walked around and introduced myself to the cats. One of the girls, a
brunette named Danielle (formerly Dan) warned me that one of the regular
customers, the Philadelphia billionaire Dino Piscotti, got very rowdy.
She said he was the main reason the cats had started using tight butt
plugs to keep his fingers from probing their assholes while they waited
tables. She said Piscotti's Italian billionaire friend Roman Manzi was
also a problem as he would try to shove his fingers inside your mouth
and lick your face.
Another cat, a pretty Asian girl named Klarissa (formerly Kang),
overheard us talking and she interrupted, she said, "Danielle, it won't
help the new girl if you scare her too much, we all learn quickly here
that limits are going to be crossed especially in the Lion's Den."
Danielle nodded her head in agreement and looked directly at Klarissa
and said, "Natalie isn't ready to learn about that yet." Klarissa
smiled.
The customers started filing in to enjoy the night's singing performance
of the lovely Hispanic Luisa (formerly Luis) who sung Madonna covers. As
she was singing, I walked in the audience serving drinks and I
discovered quickly that the male customers wouldn't keep their hands to
themselves. It just didn't make any sense to me that our cat outfits
exposed our whole ass making this part of the body an easy target for
the customer's hands. After only an hour of waitressing the main floor,
my bare ass had been pinched, groped, and caressed by at least 15
different men.
The Russian billionaire Sergei Kotzov got aggressive and pulled me close
to him and started trying to finger my asshole, I barely managed to get
away. And the worst part was that since the club was also a restaurant,
the customers would take the food from their meals and desserts and rub
it all over the nude butts of the waitresses. On this night my ass
cheeks were fondled by hands covered in mashed potatoes, chocolate, ice
cream, and whip cream.
I arrived home that night to Reginald's mansion, it was the first time I
had a good chance to appreciate the luxury of being the wife of a
Lancaster. However, I needed to have an urgent talk with him. I found
him downstairs watching television and smoking his pipe. I told him
about my first night at the Fag Cats Club. I said I didn't like the job.
Reginald asked me, "Why don't you like it? You aren't bonding with the
other cats?"
I responded, "Oh that's not a problem, the cats are great, those girls
are sweethearts."
He asked, "Then what's the problem?"
I said, "It is the male customers, they won't stop fondling the
waitresses, they touched my ass all night long."
He asked, "And you didn't like that?"
I said, "No I didn't, not at all, maybe if the club had more female
customers there wouldn't be such horny havoc but I didn't see any female
customers all night."
He laughed and then explained, "You didn't see any female customers
because it is a club for men only, the only girls are the cats, the
stage performers, and of course your Stepmother who owns it."
I was shocked, I asked, "Why do I have to work at a men only club?"
He shot me a critical look and said, "Why would you need to work in a
club with female customers? Do you have something against men?"
I said, "If the whole job is just men touching my ass all night long
then it begins to make me feel powerless....and.....gay."
Reginald stood up from his expensive leather chair and shouted, "And
what if it does make you feel GAY??? Dear God Natalie, you may have
married a man but you are shockingly homophobic."
I didn't know how to answer his accusation, was it homophobic to not
want strange men touching my ass all night? I could accept that I was a
pretty girl named Natalie, but I only used that girl identity to justify
my marriage to Reginald. I realized that in spite of the fact that I
looked like a girl in the club's cat uniform, the customers were
touching me against my will, and my inability to prevent this felt like
a helpless descent into homosexuality. I wondered if giving me this job
had been my Stepmother's idea, she had probably suggested it to Reginald
when he told her that he wanted me to work. If so it was another example
of her shocking indifference toward my heterosexuality.
Reginald accusing me of homophobia was a setback, not because it wasn't
true, but because it was our first fight. It saddened me and convinced
me that I had to return to the job the next day. This time I took the
advice of the other cats and inserted a tight butt plug into my asshole,
I figured this would discourage the customers from trying to finger me
there. It was another music performer on this night, it was an Irish
beauty Patricia (formerly Patrick) singing the wonderous songs of
Ireland.
Serving drinks and food that night was better because my butt plug
protected my asshole from being violated by groping male hands. On the
other hand, my ass was still fondled quite a bit, there just wasn't any
stopping that. The Brazilian billionaire Benedito Polou spanked me when
I delivered food and drinks to his table.
I grew tired of endless customer hands smearing whip cream on my ass
which would then drip down the back of my stockinged legs. The Japanese
billionaire Somuro Yazukasi liked the front of my body and he unbuttoned
my black velvet top and caressed my shaved, hairless chest with his
hands. He flirted with me incessantly, he whispered into my ears that he
wanted to lick every inch of my body.
And then I received another surprise, the cats Danielle and Klarissa
motioned for me to join them in the adjacent room known as 'Kitten
Corner' and I walked into that area. I saw what appeared to be numerous
wrestling mats spread out across the floor and the room was well lit
from above with nearby seating and even a slight balcony viewing
section.
I wasn't sure what this room was for or why I had been told to go there,
so Danielle explained it to me, she said, "Customers Piscotti and Manzi
paid $9,000 to watch three cats have sex with each other, they selected
you, me, and Klarissa."
I felt a tingle of embarrassment in my chest and stomach when I
considered what I was being told to do. I had been randomly selected by
the two rich customers to participate in a sex show with two other girls
for their amusement. Klarissa's attitude was so compliant that I
realized it was intended that I behave in the same manner.
Klarissa, Danielle, and I went down on all fours. Klarissa leaned over
and started kissing me on the lips. Soon she was sucking my tongue and I
had to kiss her back. Danielle came up from behind me and unbuttoned my
cat uniform and undressed me completely. As me and Klarissa kissed, it
was Danielle who removed my butt plug and began fingering my asshole. I
had the shameful thought that this job had turned me into a prostitute.
As Klarissa and I continued to kiss, Danielle started stroking my penis.
Then I noticed that Danielle was undressed too and she was rubbing her
small penis against my own. I was startled by both the physical
sensation of this and by the realization that the sight of two penises
rubbing together would be enough evidence for most people to conclude
that I was engaging in homosexual acts.
I wondered how my Stepmother could have left me unprotected as I was
drawn into the web of the club's worst vices. It sounds terrible of me
to say this but I had wanted special privileges for being related to the
club's owner, I had assumed that if any of the cats were paid to perform
in sex acts for the customers, it would never have to be me. However,
the opposite was the case, my Stepmother was showing me no special favor
over the other cats. Looking back on it, I should have understood that
she wasn't treating me special when she told me to wear the same
revealing outfit as the other girls.
I began to suck Klarissa's penis, it was average size, and as I sucked
on it I tried to remind myself that I was a girl Natalie and I would
justify this behavior as simply a lesbian three-way. There was another
surprising factor which caused me to feel self conscious and humiliated.
Both Klarissa and Danielle had breast implants while my nude chest in
contrast still looked like a boy. This detail led to confusing
questions: Was I a man having sex with two women? Was I a woman having
sex with two women? Or was it the third and most dreadful possibility? I
was a sissy faggot having sex with two other sissy faggots? No, anything
but that, it was too unbearable to consider.
Klarissa climaxed and I swallowed, I hadn't intended to do that but it
just happened. I had also climaxed in Danielle's mouth and she
swallowed. Us three girls looked up into the viewing seats to see the
two wealthy men: Mr. Piscotti and Mr. Manzi clapping in approval over
what they had witnessed. They had been entertained, but deep down I felt
like a whore.
Later that night when I went home to Reginald's mansion I was glad he
was asleep as I was too embarrassed to tell him what had happened at the
club. I imagined him being hateful about it anyway, he'd probably say it
wasn't a big deal that I had to suck a dick. Ever since he treated those
groping customer hands on my ass as unimportant, I wondered if I was
seeing a new negative side to him which he had hidden from me while we
were dating.
The next day I came to work early, I wanted to talk with my Stepmother
about a few things. I saw her in her office and approached her.
I said, "Hello Stepmother, you never did tell me why you quit your
office job to own this place?"
She said, "It was an easy decision to make, I was only a secretary
there, and I got sick of my boss Jonathan flirting with me, I had given
him a blowjob at the office Christmas party a year ago and he was
expecting another one. Reginald's business arrangement with me to run
this place permitted me to flee from a bad situation."
I said, "Okay, that makes sense. However, can I ask you about my job
here? Couldn't you have given me special privileges so that I wouldn't
have to perform sexually for the customers? I would still like to have
those privileges if you can do that for me? I would really appreciate
it."
My Stepmother looked surprised, she explained, "I know you probably
expect special treatment from me for being my Stepson but you must
realize that it would only backfire on you."
I asked, "What do you mean?"
She said, "Well, the other cats would know you were getting special
treatment and they would despise you, they would unite against you and
you'd find yourself as the odd cat out in a hostile work environment
with your co-workers. They wouldn't be too happy with me either for
favoring you, they would start trying to jump ship and look for a new
club to work in. Therefore, as long as you work for me you will NEVER
receive any special treatment over the other girls. Have I made myself
clear?"
Her analysis was so extensively thought out that I couldn't come up with
an adequate response. Her forceful position on the issue caused me to
feel painfully submissive to her and to the world around me. I fled from
her office without having the chance to tell her about the shameful sex
acts I had been forced to perform for the entertainment of the two
wealthy customers. I wondered if she knew what I had been forced to do
with the other two girls? Perhaps she knew and just didn't care?
To Be Continued.....
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