Ruby’s New Life Part 3

When we arrived at the video store, I obediently got out of the car and followed Grandpa inside. I should have realized that it was an adult video store. No romantic comedies here unless they involved anal from the pizza guy.

The walls were lined with sultry movie cases and there were other girls there, naked but for black pumps and horse tails. We all had our hair up in buns. Grandpa took my robe and hung it on a hook behind the counter. He turned to a busty older woman, “This is my grand daughter, Ruby. She has a two hour shift.” He handed the woman the slip I’d received at the grocery store.

“She’s lovely. We’ll show her the ropes. See you in a few hours.” And just like that, I was left in the hands of Dolly.

“We’re here to rent videos, plain and simple. Store opens at 9pm and closes tomorrow at 4pm.” I thought what strange hours they were. “Evenings are for family.” Dolly smiled and motioned be to a door into the back half of the building.

Through the door was a long corridor with doors on each side. Dolly opened one and motioned me inside. I walked into a 10 x 10 room, painted all black with a small sofa on the wall beside the door, facing a large TV screen on the opposite wall on the right. On the left of the opposite wall was a ceiling to floor metal pole, a parlor chair and a shelf with stereo and video equipment. Each ceiling corner had a speaker, and I could see other speakers hidden throughout the room.

“Each room has surround sound, sound proof walls….state of the art! You girls entertain. Now, I know you’re a student and you’re not allowed to be fucked. We’ll send you clients that understand this, don’t worry. You just put in the video they choose, and follow their instructions.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I was terrified.

“Don’t look so scared, darlin. Just be sweet and inviting and never judge them for whatever perversions you may see. To each their own. If they ask you to dance, be as sexy as you can. Now, they’re not allowed to fuck you or make you cum, but I will tell you that they’re allowed to shoot their load wherever they feel like it. You, are responsible for keeping your room clean. If they get any on you, you’re to leave it where it lands.”
“On me?”

“Don’t tell me nobody’s ever shot their jizz on you?”

“Well, it’s happened, but …. “

“Well, tonight it might happen on purpose, many times sweetheart. Clean the floor, the furniture, the walls, whatever but if it’s on you, that’s where it stays. Some men come early in the night for fresh bodies, some come later looking for grossly defiled women.” She widened her eyes at me, “I told you not to judge.”

I surveyed the room and walked to the pole, trying to sway my hips and gyrate the way I’d seen strippers do in movies. It wouldn’t be so hard.

There was a knock on the door before long and I opened the door, smiling. A middle-aged man handed me a video and went to sit on the couch, pulling his pants down and getting comfortable.

I put the video in and pressed play. The whole wall lit up with two men undressing a woman and letting her take turns sucking their cocks.

I was watching the movie, wishing I had a cock to suck when I heard a voice behind me, “Dance.”

I walked to the pole and swayed my hips, holding on to the pole and throwing my head back as seductively as I could, my tail swaying behind me.

“Rub your pussy on the pole.”

I tried not to look surprised by the demand as I pressed my crotch into the pole and it slid into my slit and against my clit. I slid up and down on the pole, moaning at the friction. I moved around the pole a few times, assuming the guy would probably want to see different angles of his request.

I threw my head back and rode the pole so I didn’t have to see him jerking furiously at his cock. It felt dirty and weird to be watched like that.

The girl on screen was being fucked in both holes now and her whimpers and cries were getting me wet. I wanted to be her. The guy was enjoying it immensely and was jerking even faster now. “Get on your knees in front of me.”

I walked toward him and placed myself on my knees between his legs. He leaned forward, aiming his swollen cock at my chest and staring at the movie. When the girl let out an animalistic cry, the guy’s eyes rolled back in his head and he grunted. Semen shot in streams onto my chest. He aimed shots at each of my tits and it started running down over my nipples and into the curve on the underside.
The man grabbed a tissue from the box, wiped his cock clean and threw it on the floor before leaving.

I had never felt like such an object in my life. I had a stranger’s jizz on my tits and now I had to clean up his mess before I did it all over again. The night was just beginning.

I returned the video to the front, the cum slowly beginning to dry on my chest. I returned to the room and put the tissue in the waste basket and waited, trying not to think about what would come next.

I must have been put in the room for men who just wanted to shoot onto someone. In the next hour or more, I was splattered with semen in various parts of my body, sometimes where they weren’t actually aiming. One aimed for my face, but his stream wasn’t as strong as he’d anticipated and he dribbled onto my neck.

I could feel the dried cum tight on my body everywhere. I cleaned up the tissues from the last man and went to return the video. My time working was nearly over.

On my way back to the room, Dolly pulled me aside, “Your next customer is one of your potential husbands. I phoned your Grandfather to verify that he had his application on file. Men who have applied for marriage are allowed more liberties than others.”

“What does that mean?” My heart began to race a bit.

“They can’t have sex with you, but they can touch you. Blow jobs are allowed, since it gives you no pleasure.” She winked at me, “Just gets you worked up. So, do as he says. This is an opportunity for you to get to know what he enjoys, for him to get to know how you perform.”

“What if I don’t like the things he wants from me?” What if I got a total sicko?

“You have no choice right now. This summer is for you to explore and be explored. You must do what they ask of you. We’re here to serve them, my dear. We’re made for their enjoyment.” She turned before leaving, “Don’t worry, you’ll have a bit of a say in who you marry.”

I returned to the room and waited nervously. That sweet boy from the grocery store … oh how could I let him defile me? I would be mortified.

When there was a knock on the door, I opened it and smiled. It was not the boy from the grocery store, but a tall, dark and devastatingly handsome boy with green eyes. When he smiled I thought I would faint. He was beautiful.

“Hi Ruby, my name is Chance.” He eyed my body from head to toe, covered in semen, “I grabbed a movie, but I have no interest in watching it. I’d rather watch you.”

I was afraid to say anything. I backed up so he could come inside and shut the door. He sat on the couch and leaned back. “Take my pants off, Ruby. Let’s get started.”

I felt like I would shake to the ground as I stepped forward, kneeling to unzip his pants and pull them off. He didn’t wear any underwear. His cock was soft, waiting for me to work my magic. I pulled his pants down to his ankles and took them off, laying them on the arm of the couch.

“Show me what you can do with your mouth.” He laid his head back, keeping those piercing eyes on me.

I felt like I was out of practice, but I cupped his balls with my hand and kissed the head of his dick softly.