I work at a bar as a barmaid. Easy job on the side while I study, serve drinks, go from table to table, chat up the customers, get them buying, make em feel good, listen to them. Etc. On the occasional nights, where it's less crowded, and it's mostly regulars, I might even make it a bit more fun, depending on the mood. A little flashing here and there, a little touching to keep their blood pumping. Etc. I've written about it way back when It first started if anyone's interested.
Now, technically, I'm not allowed to do this. Flashing and sticking my tits into customers faces for a tip isn't really bar policy. And boss definitely knew, but it was one of those "We let her cook, she keeps people buying/coming back" kinda things. And hey, you'd be surprised how effective a lil flashing can be to a guy. Some are definitely pervs (and I mean that in a good way, don't worry). But some, ive noticed just, like the attention. They know it's professional, but the time they're here, is spent with them being happy. But yeah. Officially, I'm not allowed to do this. I know that. The other staff know that. The customers know that. My boss knows that. We just stay hush about it.
Until, last night after work, I finally get called to the boss' office. And I mean owner boss. Not even manager. He calls me in. Tells me how it's "inappropriate" to do this. Tells me how such slutty acts aren't allowed here. But it's one of those things where, it felt less like a warning. And more like a thread he's releasing to see if I'd bite. Atleast that's what it felt like at the moment. Because he wasn't telling me how inappropriate I was. No. He was telling me how slutty my actions were. The tone was very much a turn on for me in general and I could feel him being turned on too. So, I took the bait.
Told him," but it brings in the tips. And a girl like me could use all the tips, for Uni" and made sure to sound desperate (id like to think I sounded sexy and not pornstar levels of acting). I tell him "Please don't fire me. I desperately need this". And he understands. He tells me to take my top off. And I do. Tells me to then take the rest off as well. And I do. "Arms behind head" and I follow. And he looks me up and down. Lectures me about how I'm just whoring myself for extra tips. Asks me if my mum and dad would be proud of raising such a slut. Then tells me he needs to punish me. I felt like he doesn't really have a fixed idea on how to proceed. Man was shooting off the top of his head, but I thought 'fuck it. I'll play along '.
Find myself bent on his lap, as he educates me. Spanking my ass, and squeezing my tits, while degrading me. "Is this why your parents sent you to uni?" "Did they raise a whore?" " Look at you, flaunting your tits around, is your boyfriend going to be proud to call you his girlfriend?" Etc. And I play along, playing the submissive and scared little girl who's taking the punishment cause he has power over me. After a bit of spanking, (I won't lie, i liked it more than id have admitted) he finally orders me to lean on the table. I do so. And I hear his zipper open. Then his cock rubbing against my pussy, and in it went. I won't lie, for as unsure as he was throughout the process, the sex was great. Had me on my toes in a few minutes, hair pulled back, pounding me from behind, spanking my ass, squeezing my tits. It all felt very fitting and I found myself cumming harder than expected. That did it for him too I suppose and he pulled out and painted my ass and back with his cum. Ordered me to dress up and get my slutty ass out of his office.
Before I left, he got all soft. Telling me how if I do want to earn extra tips, to be careful the wrong public don't see me do it. So basically, no real advice, considering that's what I've been doing. And told me to report to him how my shifts went whenever he's around. Overall, great development.