The Submissive Applicant

Kelly knew she had made some bad mistakes in her life. Dropping out of collage to follow a guy across the country only to get dumped as soon as things started to get difficult. Left alone in a large, strange new city. She needed to make some money and make it fast. She knew a girl from high school that had made some pretty good money dancing. She didn’t exactly like the idea of taking off her cloths in front of a bunch drunk men, but she didn’t see what choice she had at that time.

Walking into the well lit bar and strip club from the advertisement Kelly had circled in the local paper, looked around the empty chairs and bar stools. It was late morning and the place hadn’t yet opened for business. Not seeing anyone in the place Kelley was about to turn around and leave when she herd a noise coming from the back room. Curiosity got the better of her so she decided to investigate.

Venturing to the rear of the club, the noises she had heard were getting louder. She could hear someone talking. Kelly couldn’t quite make out the words, it sounded to her to be barks and grunts. Passing thru the thick canvas that separated the club and what she thought would be the office. There was a long hallway with rooms on either side without doors.

Taking careful steps so she wouldn’t make any noise looked into the first room. On a small bed she saw two women sleeping nude in each others arm. Seeing the two women lying together in there warm comfortable embrace excited Kelly a bit even though she couldn’t figure out why.

Quickly moving along as quietly as she could backed away from the doorway, turning around she peeked into the next room. There was the same small bed as the first room but this one had only one girl lying on it. The woman was on her back with her hands tide to the head post and her ankles secured to the foot of the bed. The woman was naked and blindfolded. In the corner of the room, another woman sat in a chair. Kelly could see the woman’s eyes were fixed on the figure bound to the bed as she steadily pumped her finger in and out of her twat.

After taking one more glance at the naked girl on the bed she backed out of the room before she was noticed by the masturbating lady. Going to the next room as quietly as possible discovered the source of the noise that first made her come to the back. There was no bed in that room only a thin rubber mat. Kelly counted five women on the mat. Each was oiled and shiny and they all seemed to slide against one another in there spectacular lust orgy.

Kelly could hardly stay up on her feet from the excitement she felt from all her voyeuristic activities. She had seen things she dared not even think of before. How she could get so turned on she didn’t know. She had never been the least bit attracted to women before. She was now compelled to find the restroom and hide in a bathroom stall and touch herself to relive the tingling between her own legs.

Stepping back to leave the room, Kelly accidentally kicked a shoe that laid on the floor carelessly discarded by one of the women on the mat. At the slight sound she had mad two of the women looked up. They both gave Kelly a big grin. “Hi honey,” one of them said. “You want to join us?”

Kelly’s face turned bright red, embarrassed at being caught she ran out of the room. At the end of the long hallway was the only door. Hoping it was an exit so she could leave without being confronted for spying. Opening the door found it wasn’t an exit. There was a large desk on one side of the room and a couch on the other.

On the couch two women sat together passing a thin joint. There legs were open and each had a young woman’s face between there thighs. Kelley could see the women on the floor licking the woman’s vaginas that were on the couch. They didn’t stop when Kelley walked into the room but the two that were being eaten looked up in a cloudy daze with eyes that only halfway opened.

Behind the desk sat an older woman of about 50 staring at some paper work. Looking up the woman asked if she could help Kelly politely and business like. She wore only a robe that Kelly could see the heavy cleavage from the open top. Her hair looked tasseled and in need of a brush.

Looking at the older woman, Kelly assumed she was the manager that she had come to see about the job. “Hi I’m Kelly Parker, I’ve come in response to your help wanted ad for dancer’s.” It was difficult to get the words out of her mouth. Kelly felt herself getting more and more wet. Hold it together she thought to herself. She would just get through her interview and leave as fast as she could.

(To be continued) Updated daily