Your lucky I let you wear so much when you serve me and my friends.
She wasn’t making enough at her respectable but entry level office job, so I pulled some strings at my favorite strip club, and now she was their new shot girl. She hated the new outfit, but new she had to smile and serve shots to bring home enough money to please me. She would find herself shaking those fat tits on that stage soon enough if she failed at this.
She felt humiliated as passersby kept gawking. She didn’t know where her Ma’am went, but she knew there’d be hell to pay if she seemed anything less than ecstatic if Ma’am did glance over…