Shop Soiled

By upforit123.
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Kathy sat in her tiny bed-sit head in hands, she’d checked her purse yet again. £2:20, things couldn’t get much worse.

Kathy had stupidly moved to Chester when she’d met Robbie when he was on a weekend break in her hometown of Brighton, she had simply packed her bags and jumped in his car. Oh, it started off great. He was good looking good fun, and he was the first man who she’d been to bed with, and she loved it. In four months, she’d blossomed as a woman and felt she could do anything for her Robbie, that’s when things began to change.

Robbie had got Kathy a job in the town’s large market hall, and when she’d starting earning, he thought this was a good time for him to stop. First, he started on the beer then onto something stronger. That was the week Kathy moved out, finding the bed-sit on the other side of town. She contemplated going back home, but what to a mother who was so tied up with her stepdad she didn’t notice her a stepdad who she was sure just wanted to get in her knickers…no thank you very much.

A little about the girl Kathy almost twenty-one, 5’ 4” pretty face with dirty long blonde hair, dark brown eyes, and full red lips. A trim hourglass figure with 34C tits and firm hips her legs seemed to go on forever and were almost always on show. Kathy, more or less, had one style of dress, especially during the summer, tight skimpy tops, and short, short skirts normally denim, and those legs were normally left tanned and bare.

The last few weeks had begun to take their toll, made worse by lockdown, and losing her market job. She’d had a little help, but right now, she had two weeks’ rent and the money in her purse.

Kathy started to drag her weary body towards the local mini-mart, they were cheap and closer than the big supermarkets. Asif watch Kathy as she entered the door then turned towards the camera bank below the counter to watch her progress through the shop, he watched this young white woman many times in the last few weeks and today was no different.

He loved the way her butt swayed as she walked her tits bouncing within the skimpy top she wore, and when near the freezer section, her long hard nipples would protrude firmly. But best when she bent low or got down on her haunches, those tiny thong panties riding tight up against her cheeks or hugging her young cunt lips.

Asif owned the mini market along with two others managed by his oldest son and greatest friend. At fifty-two and standing 6’ 4” with a thick-set frame over his long kurta gown, he cut a handsome frame. As he watched Kathy, Damali, his wife, approached him silently. When she was by his side, her hand slid into his kurta, firmly grabbing him and pulling softly while smiling down at Kathy’s image on the screen.

Damali, the second wife of Asif, was only thirty-four and was as her name suggests a beautiful vision her outfit this morning just like any other hugged her figure showing off her 36D tits and firm butt, her long glimmering black hair framing her glowing smile with dark eyes and slender nose over full succulent red lips.

They had met at a mutual friend’s wedding while Asif’s wife struck down by illness was in a rest home. Asif had loved his wife but found after time he had other needs, and that night and for the five years since he had relieved them with Damali.

Damali was an excellent and experienced lover and adored sex, and we mean sex of all kinds. Asif would always be a good catch for Damali, and it made good sense to please him in every way.

Quite happily within the first month of their marriage, she had been fucked by both his two sons, his best friend and best friend’s son, all this, while Asif watched on or sometimes joined in. Both had an extremely high sex drive, and both were lusting after Kathy thinking she could heighten their sex lives.

Before the lockdown, there had been Jenny, a university student of nineteen, a weak easily led girl who they had blackmailed into doing the most obscene thing with whoever or whatever they had demanded.

Kathy approached the counter with a watery smile, so little in her basket, tinned tomatoes, rice, bread, and peppers.

When Asif totaled it up it came to £2:22, Kathy felt herself blushing, knowing she was two pence short, a tear appeared in her eye before sliding down her cheek. Damali took her opportunity, and within ten minutes, Kathy had a job replacing Jenny on Friday, and Saturday morning, Damali intended she would replace Jenny in lots of ways. Kathy left the store with a smile and a bag of food basket to tide her over till the weekend.

The couple realized it wasn’t going to be anywhere near enough money for her to live off, but it would help draw the succulent young white girl into their web.

They watched her either as they worked with her or on the video recordings after the day was done. The men in the area loved her as were they Asian couple her legs always seemed to be on display, and quite often her tiny thong would be on show as she keenly worked around the shop serving on or stacking shelves. Put all this together with her pert young tits and pure white skin, and the lust was understandable.

Something else the couple noticed after the first few weeks, that when they released either Blaze or Sabre into the shop when she was alone, she had no fear and would pet and stroke both German shepherds’ warmly. More importantly, to Damali, whenever the dog’s nose disappeared up her tiny skirts, she never rushed to remove the offending dog. In fact, one time, she’d seem to rest back against the counter while slightly opening her legs.

It was five weeks after she had started the job that they called her upstairs, a nervous Kathy was stood outside Asif’s office door, Kathy a stern voice called her through, the couple stood waiting for her. Damali took the lead in the conversation while walking behind the young women. “Didn’t we look after you, are we not paying you a wage even giving you food. I think you realize we will have to report your discretions to the police.”

All the time, the screen in front of Kathy showed her hands in the till, or food dropped into her bag. She pleaded with them tears flowing down her face, ‘The pay was not enough. I needed more hours; I was just so hungry. Please, Damali, I’ll do anything you want. Just say. I’ll never steal again please I’ll do anything I’ll work for nothing.”

Damali was close behind her fingers, stroked her hair, Kathy could feel herself relaxing. “You are a very pretty girl, Kathy. We love having you around those long legs and sexy white skin,” Damali’s hands were now stroking her neck, moving towards the V of her breasts. “Now we could make all this disappear just stand for us sweet thing…good” Kathy stood her back to the door. “Slip off your top, Kathy.”

There was a slight hesitation her eyes contacting Damali, who simply smiled and nodded. Kathy obeyed it seemed the right thing to do, her hand nervously lifting the skimpy top over her head, she stood her tits clearly on view through her sheer white bra her hand went to protect her assets.

“Don’t cover yourself, you naughty girl, take off the bra. We can see it all, anyway, can’t we Asif.”

Asif simply smiled his face showing his perverted lust.

Damali led a silent Kathy towards the desk, naked tits swaying open to their lust-filled eyes positioning her, so she was leaning flat handed on the desk she forced her knee between Kathy’s thighs spreading her legs wider and wider, at the same time her tiny skirt ended up riding up her back all that kept her cunt from her molesters’ evil view was a thin piece of material her tiny thong was no real protection, and very unnoticeable to all three of them a very moist thong. Kathy felt shame humiliation and excitement all at the same time, and with it a strange sort of feeling of power, she could see her body gaining their admiration and hear the comments from them both comments, which made her even hotter.

Asif spoke to her directly for the first time. “Naughty girls need to be punished, Kathy. Don’t you agree?”

Punished, what did he mean, her mind raced as she nodded in agreement? She could see the couple moving around her she could see Asif’s power she could see it pushing out from his kurta she had noticed it before when he’d been working near her and wondered about the size of his power.

Now she lost view of him he was directly behind her looking at her near-naked body her cheeks spread wide and tits hanging like cows udders, then she felt his hands on her cheeks sending shock waves through her body. “Hold down her hands.”

Damali moved around the desk to obey. “You do understand that you need to accept this punishment right now this corporal punishment to your bottom to atone for your mistake, you can just walk away, and we call the police.”

Corporal punishment to her bottom, Kathy took in a deep breath. The room was completely silent, then Kathy whispered a barely audible statement, “I don’t want to go.”

They all knew and understood her decision.

The first blow shocked her so quick and so hard, then again woosh her other cheek it just went on and on Kathy yelped a little as the pain started to spread through the meat of her butt, although it was painful she felt elated having her employer beat her bottom, holding her still while he abused her. She tried to look Damali, who was holding her wrists in the eye but had to look away in shame and humiliation. The spanking continued relentlessly only to be interrupted when Asif whisked her thong from her body, Kathy even helped to lift each foot, in turn, to help with the removal. Her sex was on full show to a man she barely knew her sopping sex for indeed it was leaking now continuously, and the odor filled the room. Woosh crack, on and on, until suddenly he stopped.

“Come and look, darling.” Damali released her wrists, moving around behind her. “Wonderful so red and hot.”

Kathy could feel the hand on her two sets of hands, kneading and caressing her globes. Then Damali spoke to her, “Nearly done. I’ll take my turn now, my sweet young thing. Bend further over legs wider. Yes, wider still.”

Thwack! That wasn’t a hand she whipped the agony as the whip cut into her flesh, welts appeared instantly one two three and finally ten, and as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Kathy dare not move, she felt the fingers again soothing fingers on her beaten bottom, her cheeks were spread and held open were they inspecting her now looking at her pink rosebud anus and smooth cunny. The hands were on her thighs running upwards, the others delving between her cheek a finger by accident or purposely slid across her puckered hole.

“She has wonderful legs. We must get her some stockings and heels, look at her butt perfectly formed and so hot to the touch.”

This wasn’t punishment. Now they were using her she knew it but couldn’t and didn’t want to resist. Those hands felt so good oh her anus again she could hear herself breath erratic sharp breaths, the hands-on her thighs moving ever upward skirting her pussy lips on each pass. Then her firm nipples were being held firmly and rung between fingers.

“Rest your head, sweet Kathy, relax, this is fun, isn’t it? You enjoy being beaten and stroked, don’t you, Kathy?”

She did acknowledge, but no words seem to come, a finger was opening her swollen lips and pushing beyond. She was in heaven heightened even further when something wet hit her pink anus. A tongue, she had a tongue licking her butt. “Yes, yes, so good…”

All her pain was forgotten apart from the fact she knew it had led to this, making it all seems so worthwhile. Three fingers now exploring her inner body and the wet tongue forcing it’s way deeper into her butt. Her nipples felt painful, with their size expanded and hard. While Asif worked on them rolling each one between his fingers, then pulling them harder and harder.

“God, fuck, don’t stop. So good. Punish your naughty girl. Hurt her. Do it all to me.”

But she did stop. “You are enjoying this, Kathy. You are a naughty white slut, aren’t you?”

“No, please, I…” it came as a whisper as Kathy didn’t like being called slut.

“You like this, though.” Her tongue returned, sliding between her cheeks, searching out her pink glowing anus. “And this.” Her fingers played gently with Kathy’s clitoris.

“Oh god, yes, wonderful, so wonderful,” Kathy moaned.

Damali smiled at Asif. “She’s ready for you to come and fuck her. This white slut wants to be fucked. Tell us, Kathy…”

Her clitoris is a rock-hard button between those tantalizing fingers. She watched Asif beside her she watched him as he lifted his kurta over his head. He was naked beneath it. Kathy could see him. See his cock, he was massive. She shivered as she looked at him, was it fear or lust he was much bigger than Robbie. Her tiny hand reached out to touch him. It felt so hard and so warm. Her fingers ran along his length; it bobbed in her hand. ‘Could I,’ she thought, ‘he’s so big.’

“Well, Kathy?” Damali’s more insistent now.

“It’s so big, I never had anything so big. Please be gentle,” Kathy said.

Asif was behind her now hand in the middle of her back, holding her steady spreading grease all over his shaft, Damali took pleasure, spreading her lips for this giant, powerful meat. Asif rubbed his mushroom head repeatedly along her labia lips, teasing her knowing she wanted him needed him, and when he felt her start to push back, that was his signal. He pushed forward slowly, but insistently, he watched her open like the flower and the massive head disappear followed by another three inches. Asif stopped listening to her moans of pleasure and pain, allowing her to get used to the girth fully four inched at the root.

“Please, I can’t take it. Pull it out, please, it’s too big,” Kathy rolled to try and release herself.

“More, give her more,” Damali said entranced watching this spectacle unfold.

Then he pulled back only animal noises escaped Kathy’s lips. God, she felt so full. Yes, was that her voice? She was taking it so well so full she thought her eyes were rolling into the back of her head. He pushed again faster this time. Her juices were coating more than half his length; he was almost there. Once more, he pulled back right to just behind the mushroom head, then woosh he was all the way in the young white slut had taken all nine inches her cunt lips were stretched obscenely over that ludicrously fat cock.

“Oh, yes, fucking hell, yes, more,” she shuddered to her first orgasm.

Asif spanked her beautiful red butt cheeks as he pulled back and entered time and again.

“Lick me,” a voice entered Kathy’s brain. “Lick me.”

Her eyes opened wide. Damali was spread-eagled on the desk. She had shuffled her cunt right under Kathy’s nose. Her fingers were stretching her labia lips, fluid was pouring from her gaping chasm. Kathy, without thinking, was licking a woman for the first time, while her cunt was being beaten to a pulp by a monster lump of Pakistani cock meat.

“Yes, there, and my clitty, bite it, yes, you fucking white slut, yes, fucking slut, cum dump made for us to use, you filthy whore,” Damali was screaming the words forcing her cunt up to that tongue and nose she wanted to cum so bad.

Kathy could taste and smell this wanton woman. What was happening to her? Was she really a slut? If she was, she loved it. She felt herself cumming to another screaming orgasm, and she also felt Asif expanding, filling her even more.

“Cum inside me, you dirty bastard. Rape my filthy cunt…” Kathy moans.

Kathy felt the hand pulling her face tight against hot cunt lips. “Eat me, bite me, I’m nearly there, fucking bitch. Go deeper. Deeper still”

She tried her best while the cock was embedded in her cunt, pouring copious amounts of spunk into her cunt. God, she was cumming again, only Asif’s cock stopped her from collapsing to the floor. Then Damali was soaking her she thought she was pissing at first, but it was warm acrid cunt fluid shooting into her mouth and dripping down her face. Kathy lapped faster, not wanting to waste a drop of the wonderful intoxicating juices.

What a sweaty smelly mess all three of them collapsed round the desk, spunk poured from her cunt dribbling down her butt crack. Damali stroked Asif softening dark dick and her own twat finger thrashing hard at her gaping hole.

“Suck him, Kathy,” Damali cooed, “get him hard for you again.”

She pushed his monster toward Kathy s mouth, there was no hesitation, she really wanted this her tongue flicked out licking the full length then she was crawling to her knees above him, opening wider than ever before her mouth started over that wonderful cock a moan escaping her mouth her lust on full show.

She’d done this for Robbie a few times, she lifted her head. “I want you to cum in my mouth this time. I need to taste you.”

Kathy looked her fat cocked lover between the eyes, he simply grabbed her head and forcibly rammed it down onto his hardening cock. He was using his hands on her head to help him fuck her face, and throat spittle dripped from her mouth and nose as she gagged and choked on that fat cock.

She sensed rather than saw movement across the room. Damali had released both Blaze and Sabre the guard dogs into the living room, and Sabre was between her mistress’s legs. She was holding him there. The dog was doing her with his tongue. She knew right away it was like when Sabre had licked her a little in the shop. ‘God, how can a woman do that deliberately with a dog,’ Kathy wondered, but she watched on fascinated, while still trying to concentrate on eating Asif’s cock.

Kathy never even thought about where Blaze had got to. That was until she felt something cold and wet between her butt cheeks. She tried to get up and turn around, but Asif let go of her head and grabbed her forearms at the same time, pushing his cock to the back of her throat. Then she felt his rough tongue a dog was licking her naked cum filled cunt.

“Stay still, bitch,” Asif ordered as she tried to wriggle free. “Stay fucking still.”

It was two minutes before she moved again and she started to open her legs wider, then wider still. Blaze had his snout buried in her cunt that, combined with his tongue, was taking him right up to her cervix. This was a dog fucking her with his long tongue. What was worse, she was going to orgasm, and she wasn’t the only one she could feel Asif expanding in her mouth. Her butt was all over the place; dogs don’t care much about their bitches, and Blaze just kept lapping up every bit of juice she offered then, as she was gasping for air, her mouth was being flooded by rope after rope of cock juice. Kathy was in another world cum squeezing past Asif’s cock down her chin and into his lap.

“Up Blaze, up boy…”

The tongue was gone she felt total disappointment at being empty, she didn’t realize what those words had meant until she felt the weight of that big dog on her back.

“Noooooo… I can’t fuck a dog!”

No one spoke. Asif held her arms firmly, and Damali just couldn’t she was on her hands and knees with a dog tongue jabbing at her fuck hole while she sucked Sabre’s cock. If you could call it a cock. As big as a beer can and more than ten inches long, much as she tried, she couldn’t get all of it in big red and slimy. Damali, the dog slut was loving it, a look of total lustful abandonment on her face.

Kathy stuck under Blaze had given up her fight against Asif and the masterful dog. She could feel him jabbing insistently at her ass crack. Beyond herself, Kathy put her hand between her legs and started to guide him home. She couldn’t believe what her hand was doing. He didn’t care about Kathy, he just wanted to fuck. He jabbed and jabbed while she moved to get him lined up properly, getting used to the dog’s immense size.

Was Blaze as big as Sabre or bigger, Kathy couldn’t believe the heat and the speed of the cock pumping into her like a rapid piston in and out. Faster and faster, he was better than any of her toys at home. He just kept going deeper and deeper, making Kathy his bitch, she was screaming and bucking loving every inch of his cock.

Then she felt him expanding wider and wider. She’d know later she was taking his knot between her stretch cunt lips. It was like taking a medium-sized orange up her twat, and then she was cumming squirting floods of her juices smearing the dog’s red sausage cock. Then he joined her hot slimy cum shooting again and again against her cervix. It went on and on, and when the dog finally finished, he tried to dismount from his new bitch he was dragging her with him until Asif took control of him. That’s when she noticed the video camera Asif had videoed every second of her dog humiliation.

“You bastard. You can’t…” Kathy began.

“I can do whatever I want, you filthy white whore. Just you look what my other slut does for me.”

There was Damali lost in the same lust Kathy had felt. She was kissing Sabre. Well, his tongue was all over her face, and he was fucking her. She was pushed back, her butt resting on the arm of an old leather chair. Her legs up in the air almost round his waist, Sabre’s gigantic cock looked like a sledgehammer powering at a full pace almost forcing Damali through the chair.

Kathy, mind blown, watched Damali’s tongue dangling from her mouth. Beautiful, she was thinking. Damali, her wonderful olive-skinned body, covered in a sheen of sweat. Her eyes wide and lips smiling lovingly every second of her dog fucking. Her mouth begging for more from her lover as Sabre started to fill her with his watery spunk. She’d held him to prevent his knot, and now his hot cum poured from her cunt, soaking her thighs in sweet dog cum. Damali blatantly looked at Kathy scooping dog cum from her cunt lips direct to her mouth while Sabre joined Blaze in the corner of the room, licking himself clean.

A few minutes later, Kathy watched Asif sit in the leather chair Damali wrapped around him, both of them dozing exhausted from their exertions.

Kathy herself needing nothing but sleep. She slowly dressed, and slipped passed the dogs, stroking each one in turn, then out through the door and down into the quiet streets. Three hours she had been with her new friends, all four of them. She knew she’d be back in those rooms again, Kathy was a shop-soiled slut now and couldn’t wait for the next time.

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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