My Employee’s First Day at Mill’s Boutique

Jenny sat quietly in the car, still trying to process the events of the day. She had never imagined that she would be working at a beauty salon, or that she would be expected to pleasure her new boss as part of her job training. She glanced over at me, wondering what other surprises the day might hold.

“Mistress, I have to admit, I’m a bit nervous about working at the salon,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Don’t be, dear,” I replied with a smile. “You’ll do fine. Just remember to be yourself and let Krystal guide you.”

We pulled into the parking lot of Mill’s Boutique, and I could see Jenny’s eyes widen as she took in the sight of the upscale store. “This is where Karen works,” I said, nodding towards the store. “Let’s go inside and see what kind of impression you can make.”

As we entered the store, Jenny’s eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of designer clothing and accessories. I could see her trying to process the fact that this was where Karen, her idol, worked. I led her over to the counter, where a friendly sales associate greeted us.

“Hi, welcome to Mill’s Boutique,” the associate said, smiling at Jenny. “Can I help you find anything today?”

“Actually, yes,” I said, smiling at the associate. “We’re here to see Karen. She’s working today, isn’t she?”

The associate nodded, her eyes flicking to Jenny before returning to me. “Yes, Karen is working today. Let me just check her schedule real quick.” She tapped away at the computer screen for a moment before nodding. “Yes, she’s working the floor right now. I’ll go get her for you.”

Jenny’s eyes widened as the associate disappeared into the back, and she turned to me with a look of excitement. “Mistress, do you think we’ll get to see Karen?”

“Of course we will, dear,” I replied, smiling at her. “I have a little surprise for you.” I leaned in close, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. “But first, let’s take a look around the store. See if you can find anything that catches your eye.”

I grabbed Jenny’s hand and led her to the table, our stockings still on our legs, a subtle reminder of the evening’s events. We ordered a couple of drinks and sat down, watching the crowd dance and mingle.

The music was loud, but I could still hear the sound of the DJ’s voice, and the occasional shout of laughter from the crowd. I turned to Jenny and asked, “So, are you having a good time tonight?”

Jenny nodded, her eyes shining with excitement. “Yeah, I am. I was a bit nervous at first, but you’ve been great, mistress.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” I replied, smiling at her. “I have to say, I’m having a great time too. This is definitely one of the most interesting shopping trips I’ve ever been on.”

We chatted for a bit longer, enjoying each other’s company and the music. It was a night that neither of us would ever forget, a night that had brought us closer together and opened up a whole new world of possibilities.

As the night wore on, we decided it was time to leave. We finished our drinks and stood up, smoothing out our dresses. I looked at Jenny and said, “You know, I was thinking, maybe we could do this again sometime. Maybe go to another club, or try out a new restaurant.”

Jenny’s face lit up with excitement. “That sounds like a great idea, mistress. I’d love to go out with you again.”

“I’ll make sure to call you soon,” I promised, smiling at her. “And who knows, maybe next time we’ll even try out some new role-playing scenarios.”

Jenny’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, and I knew that she was already looking forward to our next adventure together.

We left the club and walked back to the car, the cool night air a welcome relief after the heat of the dance floor. As we drove home, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment. It had been a perfect night, one that I would always treasure.

As we pulled up to Jenny’s house, I turned to her and said, “You know, I think it’s time we got back to reality. We have school tomorrow, and we can’t keep skipping class.”

Jenny nodded, her face a bit more serious now. “Yeah, you’re right. I don’t want to be late for my math class again.”

“Good,” I replied, smiling at her. “I’ll make sure to pick you up at the same time tomorrow. And don’t forget, we have a lot of work to do on our project.”

Jenny nodded, and we said our goodbyes. As I watched her get out of the car and go inside, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for what the future held.

I started the car and drove home, my mind already racing with all the possibilities and scenarios that lay ahead. It was going to be a wild and exciting ride, and I was eager to see what the future held for Jenny and me.

Jenny and I watched the scene unfold on the dance floor, mesmerized by the sensual atmosphere and the beautiful women surrounding us. The music was loud, but our conversation was hushed, as if we were sharing a secret.

“Are we at a gay bar?” Jenny asked, her eyes scanning the room.

“Yes, we are,” I replied, a sly smile spreading across my face. “And it’s a very special one.”

Jenny’s gaze returned to the dance floor, where a young redhead was kissing a brunette. I let her watch, allowing her to absorb the sexual culture of the club.

As the next half hour passed, the club became more crowded, and the dance floor turned into a soft-porn spectacle. Women danced, kissed, and caressed each other, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

I turned to Jenny and asked, “Do you see anyone you like?” She scanned the room, her eyes widening at the sight of so many beautiful women.

“Everyone here is beautiful,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“That’s where the rich and beautiful come to let loose,” I explained. “See that blonde over there, in the lavender dress.”

Jenny looked at the woman, and her eyes narrowed. “There’s something familiar about her, but I can’t place where I’ve seen her before.”

“Ever watch the evening news on CTBV?” I asked, a mischievous glint in my eye.

“Oh my God, is that Candace Carter?” Jenny exclaimed, her voice full of surprise.

“Yes, it is,” I replied, a sly smile spreading across my face. “And she’s very submissive.”

Jenny’s eyes widened, and she looked at me in shock. “Wow, I can’t believe it.”

I leaned in closer, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. “And there’s more. See that thin, long-haired brunette at the bar, wearing the dark green skirt and white blouse?”

Jenny looked over, her eyes scanning the room. “Yes, I see her.”

“That’s the governor of our state, Daphne Green,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the music.

Jenny’s eyes widened in shock. “Oh, and she’s wearing green, that’s funny.”

“She always wears green,” I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “And she loves young girls. It’s only a matter of time before she comes over and tries to hit on you.”

Jenny looked at me, her eyes wide with fear. “Really?”

“Yes, now this place is very unique,” I said, my voice taking on a seductive tone. “This club has backrooms, generous-sized washrooms, and very comfortable corner tables. You can just dance, you can just watch, or you can participate. What are you comfortable with?”

Jenny hesitated, her eyes scanning the room. “I don’t know, this is really overwhelming.”

I smiled, my eyes locked onto hers. “That’s okay, I’ll protect you from the hunters who are going to attempt to devour you.”

Jenny looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “Or I can allow it to happen?”

“Yes, or I can allow it to happen,” I repeated, my voice dripping with seduction.

Jenny looked around the club, her eyes taking in the sights and sounds. “Well, why don’t we just see what happens?” she said finally, a hint of excitement in her voice.

I smiled, my eyes locked onto hers. “Oh Jenny darling, I may have created a monster.”

Jenny looked around the club, her eyes taking in the sights and sounds. “I have to pee,” she said suddenly, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Okay, go ahead,” I said, my voice softening. “Remember, anything goes in there, so don’t be surprised by what you see or what you may be asked to do.”

Jenny nodded, her eyes scanning the room. “Um, okay.”

She got up, her eyes locked onto mine for a brief moment before she turned and headed to the washroom. I watched her go, a smile spreading across my face.

I got up and walked over to three ladies at another table. “Hi, you three are all quite attractive,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction. “I am not one for small talk, I am horny, my slave is in the bathroom having who knows what happening to her, and I need an orgasm. If one of you would be willing to come and eat my delicious pussy, come on over to my table, tell me your name, and then get under the table and please me.”

I turned and walked back to my table, my eyes locked onto the three girls. One of them, a short, plump, dirty blonde in a ugly flower sundress, came over to me.

“Hi, my name is Zelda,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Hi Zelda, you’re here to eat my pussy,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

“Yes,” she replied, her eyes locked onto mine. “Why did you choose to come?”

“I find you very pretty, and I was turned on by your aggressiveness,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Have you eaten a lot of pussy before?” I asked, my voice softening.

“No, I have only been into girls the last couple months,” she replied, her eyes locked onto mine.

I nodded, my eyes locked onto hers. “Have you eaten out your friends?”

“Debbie, the chubby girl in blue, is my girlfriend, so yes, many times,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “While Ophelia is actually straight and engaged to be married in a couple months.”

I smiled, my eyes locked onto hers. “Well, why don’t you get to work?”

She nodded, her eyes locked onto mine. “Yes ma’am.”

Zelda crawled under the table, her hands shaking as she took off my panties. I opened my legs, and she began licking me, her tongue expert and precise.

After a couple of minutes, Jenny returned to the table, her eyes locked onto mine. “It’s okay, Jenny, take a seat,” I said, my voice softening.

“How was your bathroom break?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Educational,” she replied, her eyes scanning the room.

I chuckled, my eyes locked onto hers. “I thought it may be. What did you see?”

Jenny hesitated, her eyes scanning the room. “I walked in, and a couple were fixing their makeup. I went and found an open stall. As I sat down, I heard moaning from the stall to my right, and I realized there was a peephole for me.”

“What was said?” I asked, my voice softening.

“Eat my cunt you whore, and make me cum you fucking dyke,” Jenny replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my eyes locked onto hers. “And then you saw Big Rosie?”

“Yes, I saw Big Rosie,” Jenny replied, her eyes scanning the room. “She’s a big black woman, and she was with a skinny white woman between her legs.”

I smiled, my eyes locked onto hers. “And you saw her breasts?”

“Yes, they were huge, and her nipples were large and hard,” Jenny replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my eyes locked onto hers. “Well, that’s Big Rosie for you. She’s a very special woman.”

Jenny looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “And you’ve been with her before?”

“Yes, I have,” I replied, my voice softening. “Although, I like to be in charge, so usually, I’m the one being eaten out.”

Jenny’s eyes widened, and she looked at me in shock. “Oh.”

I snapped my fingers, and two women, Debbie and Ophelia, came over to my table. “Hi, I’m Megan, and this is my young slave Jenny,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

“Hi, I’m Debbie, and this is my friend Ophelia,” Debbie replied, her eyes locked onto mine.

“Ophelia, the tragic Hamlet character?” I asked, my voice softening.

“The one and only,” Ophelia replied, her eyes locked onto mine.

I continued, “Well, Ophelia died because of a forbidden love that she couldn’t fulfill.”

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “Or the rejection of her love and her father’s death made her crazy.”

“Or,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction, “the fact that she couldn’t have the forbidden joy she so desperately wanted and craved led her to become so obsessed by it that she went crazy.”

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes locked onto mine. “Well, that’s a reach.”

“I don’t think so,” I said, my voice softening.

Zelda stood up, her face smeared with my juice. “You can come out, Zelda,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

Zelda stood up, her eyes locked onto mine. “Yes, ma’am.”

I looked at Ophelia and said, “Zelda here said you were getting married in a couple months.”

“Yes, I am,” Ophelia replied, her eyes locked onto mine.

“Congratulations,” I said, my voice softening.

“Thanks,” Ophelia replied, her eyes scanning the room.

“Now do you want to know what I think?” I asked, my voice dripping with seduction.

“Okay,” Ophelia replied, her eyes locked onto mine.

“You’re just like the tragic Ophelia,” I said, my voice softening.

“How so?” Ophelia asked, her eyes searching for answers.

“You too want some forbidden love,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes locked onto mine. “Excuse me.”

“I have seen you watching the dance floor, I have seen you watching me, and deep down, you wished you could have been Zelda,” I said, my voice softening.

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “I don’t think so, I love my fiancé.”

“I am sure you do,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction. “But that doesn’t mean you don’t have lesbian tendencies.”

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes locked onto mine. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re just like me,” I said, my voice softening. “You’re repressing your desires, and when the dam breaks, it breaks big.”

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I think you do,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

Zelda stood up, her eyes locked onto mine. “No fucking way,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Debbie looked at Ophelia, her eyes locked onto hers. “We’re going to fuck you, and Zelda is going to fuck you,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

Ophelia looked at Debbie, her eyes searching for answers. “But we’re best friends,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Debbie looked at Ophelia, her eyes locked onto hers. “And soon we’re going to be lovers too,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

Ophelia looked at Debbie, her eyes searching for answers. “I don’t know what to say,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Debbie looked at Ophelia, her eyes locked onto hers. “Just kiss me,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

Ophelia looked at Debbie, her eyes searching for answers. “Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

They kissed, their lips locked together in a passionate embrace. I watched them, my eyes locked onto theirs, as they gave in to their desires.

After a while, Ophelia pulled back, her eyes locked onto mine. “I don’t know what came over me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You’ve been repressing your desires for years,” I said, my voice softening. “And when the dam breaks, it breaks big.”

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes searching for answers. “I don’t know what to say,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Just be yourself,” I said, my voice dripping with seduction.

Ophelia looked at me, her eyes locked onto mine. “Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

And with that, Ophelia gave in to her desires, and I knew that she would never be the same again.

The dimly lit bathroom was a haven for women seeking pleasure and anonymity. I stood outside, watching the scene unfold. Jenny, a young woman who had recently caught my attention, was about to experience a night she would never forget.

Debbie, a friend of Ophelia’s, had a way of making her friends see things from a different perspective. As they sat at the bar, Debbie turned to Ophelia and said, “But I am getting married.”

Ophelia shook her head, “No one said you were not, but that does not mean we can not have a lot of fun. Plus you don’t want me telling your man that you ate out some random woman at a bar do you?”

Ophelia looked aghast, “You wouldn’t.”

“No, I wouldn’t, unless,” she teased.

Jenny, who had been watching the exchange, couldn’t help but feel a spark of curiosity. She had always been drawn to women, but had never acted on her desires. Debbie’s words had ignited a flame within her.

Ophelia, defeated and turned on, agreed to Debbie’s proposal. As they left the bar, Jenny couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. She knew that she was about to embark on a journey that would change her life forever.

Debbie led the way, guiding Ophelia and Jenny to the bathroom. Inside, they found a world of women seeking pleasure and connection. Jenny’s eyes widened as she took in the scene. Women were openly flirting, kissing, and touching each other. It was a world unlike anything she had ever seen.

As they waited in line, Jenny couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder. She had always been drawn to women, but had never acted on her desires. Now, she was about to experience a night of pleasure and freedom.

The line moved slowly, but Jenny didn’t mind. She was too busy taking in the sights and sounds of the bathroom. Women were chatting, laughing, and touching each other. It was a world of pure hedonism.

Finally, it was Jenny’s turn. She took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of tissues, and stepped into the stall. Inside, she found a world of pleasure and pain. Rosie, a woman known for her size and passion, awaited her. Jenny’s eyes widened as Rosie’s face came into view.

“I love fresh meat,” Rosie said, her voice husky and seductive. “What is your name?”

Jenny swallowed hard, “Jenny.”

Without hesitation, Rosie launched into a passionate kiss. Jenny’s eyes widened as she felt Rosie’s tongue exploring her mouth. It was a kiss unlike anything she had ever experienced.

As they kissed, Jenny felt a sense of release wash over her. She was no longer the same person. She was now a part of a world of women seeking pleasure and connection.

The kiss ended, and Rosie smiled. “I expect to see you again,” she said, her voice husky with desire.

Jenny nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. She left the stall, feeling a sense of wonder and excitement. She knew that she had experienced something special, something that would change her life forever.

As she left the bathroom, Jenny was greeted by Debbie, who was smiling and holding a small camera. “Smile, honey,” she said, snapping a photo of Jenny. “You’re going to be a star.”

Jenny’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She was being recruited into a world of women seeking pleasure and connection. It was a world she had never known existed, but now she was a part of it.

Debbie led the way, guiding Jenny to a waiting car. Inside, they found a surprise waiting for her. Governor Daphne Green, a woman known for her beauty and charm, was waiting with a smile.

“Hello, Jenny,” she said, her voice husky and seductive. “I’m so glad you’re here. I have a proposition for you.”

Jenny’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She was being offered a chance to serve the governor, to be a part of her inner circle. It was a chance she couldn’t refuse.

As they drove away from the bathroom, Jenny felt a sense of excitement and trepidation. She knew that she was about to embark on a journey that would change her life forever.

The governor smiled, “You’re going to love serving me, Jenny. I have a lot of demands, but I’m willing to reward you with a life of luxury and pleasure.”

Jenny’s eyes widened as she realized what she was getting herself into. She was being offered a chance to live a life of hedonism and pleasure. It was a chance she couldn’t refuse.

As they drove away from the bathroom, Jenny felt a sense of wonder and excitement. She knew that she was about to experience a night that would change her life forever.

And as for me, I smiled, knowing that I had just watched a young woman discover her true self. It was a moment I would never forget, a moment that would change everything.

I looked at the line, still waiting for my turn. I shrugged and walked to the back of the line, ready to experience the pleasure and pain that Big Rosie had to offer.