Not the Job I applied For – Part 1
Not the Job I applied For – Part 1
Sex Story Author: | Crisna |
Sex Story Excerpt: | This job pays cash. Kyle Tammy held her breath while she read the email again; Kyle didn't really |
Sex Story Category: | BDSM |
Sex Story Tags: | BDSM, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, Fiction, Humiliation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Slavery, Toys |
This is the first part of my story. I am almost finished it so if it’s liked It won’t be long till the rest is up.
Please note! I am terrible at grammar, and punctuation please ignore it if you can :p
I write this stuff because its fun.
Enjoy!
Tammy was finishing up her shift at Hunters lodge, she took a paid week off work for an extra job she lined up months ago. She needs to raise 2500 by then end of the month or she was going to lose her car and her apartment, and Tammy only had 2 weeks left.
Cleaning off the last table Tammy smiled at the three men finishing off their beer, “Hope you guys have a great week.
“No worries. Tammy, we will miss ya!” Jack said as he placed a twenty dollar tip on the table for her.
The other two followed Jack’s lead and did the same. “Oh thanks guys,”
Brian smiled, “stay outta trouble hon.” The men left the bar.
Tammy went to the staff room to get her belongings. She saw Dale the owner of the bar standing in the door. “You’re gonna be missed next week.”
“Oh Dale, it’s only for a week,” she said smiling. She saw Dale held a small envelope.
“Yeah, this is for you I know it isn’t much but it should help,” he handed her the envelope stuffed with twenty dollar bills.
Tammy looked inside she guessed there may have been 500 hundred dollars. “Dale I can’t take this she said as he tried to hand it back to him.
Dale held his hands up, “No I want you have it, I’m not taking no for and answer.”
Tammy looked at him defiantly, “Fine but this is a loan, and I will be paying you back.”
Dale laughed and walked off to continue his closing procedures.
Grabbing her car keys she waved to Dale, “Have a good week, hope you are okay with out me!”
“You know I won’t be Hun, have fun for me ok?”
Tammy left the bar and got into her car, she stopped off at the ATM and deposited the money she made in tips and the cash Dale gave her.
By the time she got home it was 1:30AM, and she was ready pass out. She quickly checked her cell and saw she had a missed call and one voice mail. Tammy recognized the number was from the modeling job she had set up a few months ago.
“Tammy this is Shawn, I have unfortunate news. I am afraid we have to reschedule the session another month, can you please call me back so we arrange a new date.”
Tammy stood there starting at the wall, shocked by what she just heard.
“Fuck.” Tammy whispered. She was relying on this job to pay off rent.
She wasn’t able to pay last month and her landlord gave her a month’s extension, but she still needed to pay the next months as well. He would not allow another month extension.
Now wide awake Tammy started to look online to find other options. She found a few jobs and sent her inquiry for them but she wasn’t to optimistic. She needed a job that could pay her 2000 thousand dollars in one week. She dropped her head on the key bored, “I’m screwed.”
She decided to post an employment wanted ad. She stated she had experience modeling, acting, photography, and was looking for something immediately. She posted a teaser photo of herself and added portfolio available on request.
“There now I may be able to get some sleep.” Tammy had a quick shower then crawled into bed; she passed out as soon as her head hot the pillow.
Saturday Morning
A few hours later Tammy was up and making her self breakfast, while she ate she logged on to check her email. She had two new emails one from a job she inquired about the other from the ad she posted. Tammy opened the first response to her ad.
You have hot body that I would love to cum all over.
“Gross!” Tammy deleted the email. She clicked on the other.
Thank you for your interest but the position has been filled.
Tammy sighed but as she was about to logout another email popped up in response to her post. She clicked on it and read:
Tammy,
I am looking for a young woman urgently for a special photo shoot. I would love to meet you and view your portfolio. Please call me at the following number 546-1345 to arrange a meeting time.
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