Corporate Type
Chapter 29
The gentleman looked over at you and said, "Did he make your nipples cold?" When
he said, that he stared right into your eyes with a penetrating glare.
Your eyes locked to his and you wanted to shout out right away, that yes, your
nipples were very cold but instead you contemplated what would happen if you
said they were cold. As you met his steady glare you tried to see within them
for some hidden meaning but they were just dark and cold.
Evidently he wanted to have an answer to his question sooner than you intended
and he reached out and took a nipple in each hand and jerked hard. "When you are
asked a question, you give a response don't you?"
His jerk moved you forward and closer to him which startled you. As you felt the
pain from your tender nubbins you blurted out, "Yes Sir they are terribly cold."
His response was so rapid it must have been prepared, "You will go to every
person in the shoppe and ask them to place their warm mouth on your nipple for
ten seconds, ask them to rub it with their tongue!"
As you turned and started to walk away he grabbing you by your arm and said, "I
think it is better if you put your hands behind your neck, and keep your elbow's
high and wide."
When he released your arm, you went quickly to a nearby table and stood politely
interrupting their conversation and asked, "Will you please put your mouth on my
nipples and rub them with your tongue?"
The shame you felt as you stood there in that apron, pubic area and breasts
wantonly displayed was overwhelming, and you wanted to cry. Tears formed in your
eyes as the woman nearest to you said, "Lean over and allow me to be first."
You had to bend over which only made those heavy breasts hang free from your
body. The mouth was warm on your areola and you felt her began to flick your
nipple. The response was incredible - you felt the nipple harden right up and
knew it grew longer. Heat traveled from your breast to your face and then down
between your legs. The woman never used her hands but her lips held onto your
breast as it hung heavily in front of her. She gave the ten-second flicker to
one and then to the other breast. When she was finished, she handed you a napkin
and said, "Wipe yourself off."
You moved one hand from behind your neck and though terribly embarrassed at
allowing this to happen in full view of others, did as directed. The man on your
other side spoke up and said, "I'm next!"
You replaced your hand behind your head and turned to face him, he was balding
with black hair on the sides of his head and wore tiny round glasses. As you
bent over to hold your breasts in front of him, he removed his glasses and after
placing them on the table he put his hands around one of your breasts and
squeezed. Your flesh distended and the nipple jutted out to him. His mouth
covered your areola and you felt his tongue wipe slowly across the nipple back
and forth, or up and down until ten seconds was up. When he pulled away and
adjusted himself to your other breast, the first nipple suddenly felt cold and
hard because it was still moist with his saliva. He did the same to your second
breast and your body responded a second time by sending blood all over in a
blush and similar sensual signals to your pubic region. You felt sure that there
would be wetness leaking from between your legs before long.
The man finished very quickly and handed you a napkin from the table so that you
could wipe your wet nipples off, and just when you were ready to move around him
to the other man he grabbed your hip and spanked your buttock. As he let you go,
you turned red from the embarrassment of the loud slap which drew everyone's
attention.
You hurried around to the next man at this table and stood before him exposing
your breasts. He leaned forward and used only his mouth to attend to you, but he
made incredibly loud guttural moaning sounds as his tongue flicked your large
nipple. Just the sound made you feel very conspicuous and when he had finished
both nipples you didn't want to go to another table, but he slapped you on the
buttock and that made you jerk forward unexpectedly.
That move made you jump forward and you almost ran into another couple dining.
One man and one woman, a considerably older couple. The woman had white hair and
when you looked at her you saw her smile. Before she moved her mouth toward your
hanging breasts she reached out with her hand and began playing with your
pussy-lips. Her long nails scratched your lips before opening them up and
inserting a finger into your wetness. She seemed pleased, withdrew her finger,
and then leaned over mouthing your red nipple. After finishing, and while you
were you were drying your nipple off she spoke, "Turn around, bend over and
touch your toes."
You were frightened and wanted badly to stuff your fist in her throat but didn't
do it, instead bent over and complied with her order. She played with your thick
pussy lips from the back, opening and closing them like butterfly wings. Her
nail pressed directly on your clit causing you to grunt at its sudden
stimulation. She scratched that clit for a long time before urging you to the
older man.
When you presented yourself to him he put his hands on your thighs and pushed
then apart until you had moved your feet exceptionally far also. Then you saw
him reach to his plate and take a long thick sausage on a fork. He slowly
brought the fork over and you saw his hand disappear below your breasts. Then
you felt the sausage push against your lips and its length inserted into you.
You wanted to bend over and see but knew by the feel that it had gone completely
inside, the man's eyes grew glassy and he bent over to get a better look. His
hand returned the fork to the plate and he moved his mouth right to your teat.
Instead of flicking your nipple he bit down on it and pulled it out. That hurt
and your painful groans seemed to make him all the more happy. He continued to
stretch your nipple from your breast until it was unnaturally long. Then he let
it go and you felt it bounce back to its original shape. He repeated the same to
your other nipple and then said, "Don't lose the sausage, I will want to eat it
later."
You loathed his comment and smirks from other patrons made sure that your blush
was met with approval.
The next table had all women, well actually very young women, probably just more
than twenty. They each took their turn playing with your nipple and then
dismissed you. They also performed a heavy duty caress while holding your
breast. On and on you traveled going to each table in turn and displaying
yourself.
You go to the last table and there sat the judge and two of the jurors who had
convicted you. They too took their turn and made you lean obscenely over so that
they could mouth you without using their hands. The judge made a comment, "You
have very thick pussy lips and large nipples, it would really be a shame to have
to put you in the fields or mines as a laborer." "You have considered requesting
to be made into a milker or pleasure prisoner?" He laughed and slapped his leg
when he said that and then said, "You were a Corporate executive in your
previous life so you should know what pleasure is eh?" One of the jurors
commented, "I don't think she would be able to make herself into a pleasure
prisoner because she would have to use too much makeup to cover all those
wrinkles." "Also, I bet she doesn't even know how to pleasure anyone!" Though
his comments were about making you into a basic whore they made you feel bad
because everyone was watching and these comments would make any normal woman
want to hide.
You only had three more people the counter to ask, and they were seated on tall
stools.
When you went to the counter, one of the men there said, "Hold your arms out in
the shape of a cross."
When you complied with this order he took a straw from his drink and touched one
end of it to the skin under your chin, then stroked downward very slowly. When
his straw touched your skin, you felt every nerve awaken and tiny sensation
bumps began to appear on your flesh. His eyes were following the straw and you
didn't want to look down at where it was moving. You felt it travel between your
breasts and then slide it across one breast until it touched your tender nipple.
After feeling it circle your nipple, which began to harden up again, you looked
down to see. His lips were pursed over the end of the straw and he sucked in
hard. You could feel the tiny bit of suction on your skin as part of your nipple
was drawn into the straw.
The man stopped sucking and moved the straw to another place still on your
nipple and sucked again. Once more as he sucked the area felt as if a tiny pin
pricked you right there. The man placed the straw many more places on your
breast including your areola and performed the same actions. Your breast felt as
alive as ever and you wanted to scream from the incredibly erotic sensations,
but he stopped and instantly the sensation went away. He moved to your other
breast and did the same taking his time while you arms grew weary as they were
held out straight from your sides.
Finally the man stopped and put his mouth on your nipple and sucked. You felt
him pull your breast out and watched as the skin changed shape from his pulling
on your nipple. He finished, then very nonchalantly turned back to the counter
saying, "You may wipe yourself." Again you took a paper napkin and dried both
nipples off.
The next person was female and she stood up when you approached her and she
said, "Get your ass up on the counter!" You obediently climbed on her stool and
then boosted yourself up on the counter hanging your lower legs over the edge.
The woman pushed on your knees until your legs were wide apart. She ordered
loudly, "Lean back and place your hands on the other edge of the counter." You
complied and in doing so exposed your pelvic area completely. Your tiny apron
didn't cover any portion of your female part instead created sort of a frame and
made them stand out more so. The woman put her hands between your legs and began
to fondle you. You didn't want to look but something inside you made it happen
and you saw her hands push apart your outer lips and play with the red wet lips
inside. She searched intently for your clitoris and when she found it she
pinched making you gasp aloud. Then she reached out and took a straw from the
counter and leaned forward placing the straw between your lips and you jumped
when it touched your clit. She put her lips on the end of the straw and sucked,
you felt your clit respond instantly. It was sucked into the straw and the woman
backed her head pulling it out until it was farther than your lips. She kept the
suction and tried moving the straw around making your clitoris follow it. You
felt yourself become extremely wet and flushed in your thighs. I seemed that you
would orgasm very quickly if she kept this up long.
The woman continued to move your clit up and around easily since it was sucked
into this straw. Then just before you were able to orgasm, the woman pulled her
mouth off the straw and your clit fell free. You knew that if she was observant
she could see the wetness between your lips. She stepped back and said, "Did
that feel good?"
You said, "Yes it did."
Then she said, "Get down off the counter and give that man his sausage!"
This brought another blush everywhere on your body and you saw everyone's eyes
look right at you! Your eyes looked over to the old man and he was staring back
at you with a toothy grin!
When you hesitated, the woman pulled cruelly on your nipple and made you jump
off the counter on your bare feet.
