June 3, 2009: Taking Things to Melissa

I left about 11:15, a little later than I intended. I kept looking sat myself in the mirror and the shortness of the mini and how close the hem was to my butt cheeks plus I felt like my tits would fall out of the tank top at any minute. I also thought about how I got myself into this mess. Finally I said screw it and left.

I called Katrina on the way down to let her know I was in route.

I got to the store a few minute before noon and despite the stares, meekly took my bag of clothes to be checked in and get a receipt. The gal, an older white woman, gave me a look I’d rather soon forget. I found Melissa putting toddler clothes on a rack. She smiled at me and I listened to her tell me what a crazy piece of work I was. I said I have no choice. All my clothes have been taken from me, even my panties and I dropped a bag off out front to donate. She reached under my skirt and cupped my cunt and gave it a good squeeze. I blushed and asked her if I could take her to lunch but she said today she only had 30 minutes and she was going to eat a sandwich she’d brought. I told her I was expected to please her sexually and I couldn’t fail or there’d be hell to pay.

She thought for a minute and said give her 10 minutes. So I browsed the store until she found me.

She told me to follow her and we went out a back door and across the rear parking lot to a small concrete block building. She unlocked the door, we went in and she shut and locked it behind us. The storage building was filled with flattened cardboard boxes and old clothing racks, a desk and some miscellaneous shelving pieces. It was sweltering in there, no a/c and only a small window fan to stir the air in a day that was near 90. She said this will have to do and she only had 30 minutes. I said it was okay and asked her what would be the most significant thing I could do in such a short time. She said a whore like me should know what to do, to undress completely and make her feel good. I nodded and stripped off my mini and pulled the tank top off. She leaned against a metal shelving unit. I unhooked her shorts and lowered them along with her panties to her ankles while she unhooked her bra, keeping it and her top on. The shelving unit nearly toppled over so she moved to a metal dust covered desk and sat on the edge. I started sucking her massive tits and rubbing her pussy. She told me to finger her. I kept sucking and inserted two fingers and pumped her good. We both were sweating by then, her body glowing under the single light bulb. I moved down to suck her and moved my fingers to her ass. We were flowing from one thing to the other. It was torrid and we were both drenched in sweat. She was hot and I knew I’d better satisfy her and I wanted to.

Her first cumm was a combination of me fingering her, hooking to her spot and licking her. She gushed a stream of squirt on me and went into spasms and she rocked off wave after wave. Her squirting was unbelievable. I’d think it was over and it’d happen again. I turned her to one side and went straight for her asshole. She moaned and called me a whore and ass sucking crazy bitch. That fueled me and I went after her ass hole, biting, licking, sucking, probing with my fingers then licking her rim. She came again. She told me she had to piss and wanted to piss on me. I said I don’t care piss on me; please just let me frig when you do. She started pissing and it took me all of 10 seconds to cumm. We were both dripping sweat and me her juices and piss.

While we were getting our breath, she asked about the scratches on my tits. I told her about yesterday and Jasmine. That led to a conversation about me being punished for 30 days for talking back to one of my co-owners. She asked what kind of punishment and I was honest with her. I told her that I was serious about not having many clothes, everything decent had been taken away except for slut things and I said a mother daughter combo fucked me yesterday and shit on me while my other owner watched. I also told her both of my owners were pissed at me and intended to have me abused.

Somehow I felt better admitting that to her. She asked what my relationship was with Fran and I told her.

She asked if I could wait here for a few minutes that she needed to make an appearance back in the store and she’d be back. I said I would. She dressed, picked up my skirt and laughed and said she’d take just so I wouldn’t be tempted to leave. She locked the door behind her.

I sat on the desk and waited, praying she would come back soon because it was so hot in there. In a few minutes she came back with a load of cardboard boxes and a bottle of water for me and my skirt. She told her supervisor she had to do something out here. I nodded. She pulled her shorts off and bent over the desk and told me to eat her from behind. I knelt behind her, my nose against her sweaty ass and my mouth on her pussy and licked her again. This time it was not as furious and I paid attention to her movements and licked until she turned and came in my face.

She said that’s all the time she had. I thanked her and dressed and asked if she had friends who I might serve. She said she’d let me know. We left the building and I went straight to my car. It was 1:45. I drove home covered in dried sweat and piss.