Preachers Daughter Chapter 13 and Preacher Sucks
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Polly Richards was a pretty young nerd with mid-length
blonde hair tied into a ponytail and large rimmed
glasses, their frame bent because she couldn’t afford
to repair them. Her thin body was slightly rounded in
the right places… but she had no time for romance.
Her family was living paycheck to paycheck after both
her parents lost their jobs and having trouble finding
new ones. To help the family, both Polly and her older
brother took part-time jobs. While her brother was
doing well working copy at the local newspaper, Polly
was having a lot more trouble. She was barely fourteen
and the working world was incredibly overwhelming for
her. Her nervousness and clumsiness was becoming a
hindrance to her.
In the last month alone, she had worked at a grocery
store, a movie theater, a toy store and a fast food
restaurant. Each time, a series of bumbling mistakes
had cost her the job. Now she was working at a
bookstore and was struggling under the watchful eye of
her harsh young boss, Ms. Sharpe.
Ms. Sharpe was a tall, beautiful, intimidating woman.
Her icy, harsh gaze intensified her angular features.
She was a difficult taskmaster, often belittling her
young employees. She seemed to take a particular
interest in hassling her nervous young clerk, Polly
Richards.
One Friday evening Polly was working at the store,
trying her best not to screw up. After she frantically
finished a sale, a sort man came up to her register. He
held up a book, “Do you have this in hardback?” he
asked.
Polly nodded, “Yes, one second.” She dashed toward the
back of the store, found the book and headed back
toward the front. When she returned, the man was gone
and her cash register was empty. She stared at the
empty cash drawer in rapt horror. There was almost five
hundred dollars in her register before, and now it was
gone.
Just then, a shadow loomed over Polly, “Miss
Richards…” Ms. Sharpe hissed, “what’s going on
here?!”
Polly was sitting in a chair in the center of Ms.
Sharpe’s office while the sadistic woman was circling
the teen. Tears were welling in Polly’s eyes. “I am
very disappointed in you, Miss Richards.”
“I’m sorry.” Polly said weakly.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it.” Ms. Sharpe hissed, “I thought
you knew better than to leave an open register
unattended!” She shook her head, “No wonder this is
your fifth job in four weeks. I don’t know what I was
thinking by hiring you.” Ms. Sharpe say down in her
chair stared at Polly. “I’m afraid my only option is to
terminate your employment.”
Polly started crying, “Please Ms. Sharpe,” she sobbed,
“I need this job… my family needs the money!”
She shook her head, “My hands are tied.” She turned
toward her desk and started filling out the forms for
termination.
“I’ll do anything!” Polly said.
A wicked smiled spread across Ms. Sharpe’s face.
“Anything?” She put her pen down and turned toward the
young girl. “I have been looking for a personal
assistant…” She carefully examined Polly’s thin young
body, “you just might be the right one for the job.”
“What do I have to do?” Polly whispered.
“Very little.” Ms. Sharpe rose from her seat and walked
behind the young girl. She put her hands on her
shoulders, “You just have to help me with any problems
I might have.” She bent down and licked Polly’s right
ear.
The young girl jumped up in surprise, “What are you
doing?!” she shrieked. She would have dashed out of the
room, but Ms. Sharpe was blocking the door.
“It’s all part of the new job.” She started moving
slowly toward Polly, “Now you can take this generous
offer…” She stepped to one side and opened the door,
“or take your chances somewhere else.”
Polly wanted to get away, but she knew that this might
be her last chance to help her family. Polly closed her
eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay.” she whispered. Ms.
Sharpe smiled as she closed and locked the door. She
sat down in her chair and crossed her long legs.
“Come to me.” Polly bit her lip and slowly approached
Ms. Sharpe. “Take off your shirt.” Polly’s heart was
pounding as she unbuttoned her flannel shirt. Ms.
Sharpe watched intently as Polly slid the shirt off her
shoulders. “Give it to me.” Polly handed her shirt to
Ms. Sharpe and the older woman draped it over the back
of her chair. “Now, your pants.” Polly hesitated for a
moment, then unzipped her pants and let them drop to
the ground.
Ms. Sharpe gazed at the terrified fourteen-year-old,
her small, fleshy breasts and soft, girlish pussy
quivering within her white cotton bra and panties.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” Ms. Sharpe asked. Polly
nodded. “Good.” Ms. Sharpe ran the side of her high-
heeled shoe along Polly’s smooth leg. “Take off you’re
bra. A few tears escaped Polly’s eyes as she clumsily
unfastened her bra. Ms. Sharpe licked her lips as the
A-cups fell to the floor revealing her tiny breasts and
large, erect pink nipples.
She stared at Polly’s swollen camel toe. “Now your
panties.” Polly slid her panties down over her hips and
let them fall to the floor. “Give them to me.” Polly
stepped out of her panties and handed them to Ms.
Sharpe. The older woman held the white cotton to her
nose and smelled the girlish musk. She could feel her
own twenty-eight-year-old womanhood growing hot.
As Ms. Sharpe put the panties in the pocket of her
skirt, she asked the girl another question. “Do you
ever touch yourself?” Ms. Sharpe asked. Polly was at
the brink of tears. She masturbated occasionally, but
she was too embarrassed to tell anyone. She nodded.
“Very good…” Ms. Sharpe said, “why don’t you show me
how you do it?”
Polly lowered her hands to her sparsely haired vagina
and started touching her quivering clit. She turned her
head as she started stroking her bud. Ms. Sharpe kicked
her softly in the leg. “Look at me while you do it!”
Polly made eye contact with Ms. Sharpe as she continued
rubbing herself. Even though she was terrified and
humiliated, Polly could feel a familiar warmth growing
inside her belly.
Ms. Sharpe’s vagina was steaming as she watched the
young girl play with herself and listened to her
guttural moans. Suddenly, Polly’s body began to spasm
and her moans and squeals grew louder. Ms. Sharpe
smiled as she saw a glistening stream of womanly juices
trickle down Polly’s thigh.
After a short time, Ms. Sharpe stood up, “You did good
today… get dressed.” Polly quickly pulled up her
pants and put on her bra. Ms. Sharpe handed Polly her
shirt. As the young girl finished dressing, Ms. Sharpe
laid down the rules, “You can go home now, but
tomorrow… but from now one, you’re not to wear
panties to work… and tomorrow, put on some makeup…”
she looked at the girl’s hands, still wet and stick
from her orgasm, “…and nail polish.”
Polly quickly headed for the door and unlocked the
latch, “Good night, Ms. Sharpe.”
The taller woman sat down in her chair, “Please, call
me Laura.”
As Polly was walking home, she felt humiliated and sick
to her stomach. She wanted to quit… to get away… to
call the police on Ms. Sharpe. Polly put her hands in
her shirt pocket and felt something strange. She pulled
out what was inside… two $50 bills and a note that
read: ‘Consider this a bonus’. That morning, Polly was
a nervous and clumsy nerd and that evening, she
realized that she had become a whore. What was worse,
her new job was the only way she could think of to help
her family… and she knew that she would have to
“work” for Ms. Sharpe again.
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