Bimbofication
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******* Part 4 *******
As I sat down, I saw the good-looking red head speak to a black man coming out of the restroom. The redhead left after kissing him passionately. That's when the black man called over the waitress, asked her something, with her pointing at us as a response. He started over to us and I just knew, it was his cock I had just sucked, and as he got closer, he said,
"Hey Janet! Long time no see. Sorry, but I had to 'hit the head' and speak to Kitty before we talked about your call earlier. Is this the hottie you thought could work the tables tonight?" as he slid into our booth real close to her.
"Hey Buddy. You and Bobby still running the club and diner I see. That redhead you talked to has been out here since Kandi here, went into the WC about the same time you did....Kandi...did you sit in the last stall?"
"Well, ummm, that redhead held the door open for me and I didn't think about it, I just went in."
"So, tell the truth baby. Did you, or Kitty, suck Buddy's cock? Heh, the look on your face says you did! So, Buddy, did my little bimbo slut do a good job on your big black cock?" Janet said.
"She was almost as good as Kitty, and she is one of Bob's superstars! She sucks cock at least as good as I recall you doing Janet. You coming to work tonight too? Be nice to have your hot ass swinging around the club again." He responded.
I looked back and forth between them as I watched Janet slip her hand onto his lap and stroke his manhood while saying,
"Damn, I think you been feeding this trouser snake blondes! It's obviously still hungry, so I should be in tonight with Kandi, to take care of it!"
Buddy left shortly after that as our food arrived so we could eat. I was shocked at hearing that Janet used to work in a strip club and from the familiarity she had with Buddy, had obviously slept with him. It was hard for me to be jealous of it however as, she had deduced, I had just recently blown him. On the drive home, Janet made sure to put her hand on my leg and comment,
"I love you looking like a sexy bimbo as it really turns me on, baby. Fucking you last night and this morning was so hot. You make me wonder if I am bi, or just way more of a kinky bitch than I thought I was. I bet you are going to love working at the club...it's a pretty loose atmosphere, so expect to be groped, pinched, or even asked to blow someone in one of the back rooms. Well, if you do not get put to work at the 'hole' like I think you will since Buddy was so complimentary on your skills."
Once at home, we changed into swimsuits and spent the day lounging by the pool. My penis was tucked and taped so it appeared fairly flat in my bikini bottom that, initially I thought, showed way to much cheek. however, the top still had me spilling out as Janet felt it was important for me to get some tan lines that I could appreciate and show off later.
After a few hours of sitting in the sun, I had a nice glow and some beginning tan lines from the bikini. Janet woke me later after I must have drowsed in the sun saying it was time to get ready for work. We ended up showering together where she lathered up my chest, pumped a finger into my now more relaxed hole, pushed me down to eat her, then blew me instead of letting me fuck her as she decided she did not get fucked by bimbo's, but that I could eat my own come as a reward when she finished blowing me. I am only slightly embarrassed that at this point, after only a couple of days, I no longer even balked slightly at eating a man's come...even if it was my own.
The shower finished; it was time for Kandi to make her debut at the club. To say I was scared would be a gross understatement. Janet had laid out my cocktail waitress costume, which consisted of little black thong panty, a garter in black lace, dark stockings with lace tops, a black satin ruched miniskirt, a very low-cut red silk camisole and again no bra. The 5-inch black heels would have my legs aching by the end of the night, I was positive. My nipples were almost instantly hard from the soft caress of the silk against them as they bounced and heaved as I moved. I was going to be horny all night long from this constant stimulation. Janet watched as I did my makeup and then told me to make it more pronounced. Some jewelry, big dangly earrings and soft red matte lipstick and I was ready. Seeing Janet in a skimpy little white minidress, red thong and tall red strappy heels made my again tucked and taped penis lurch in envy.
Buddy approached us as we entered the club.
"Hi, good to see you again ladies. You both look hot, and I am guessing you want to get started?"
"Yes, but please call me Kandi, Buddy....or do we have to be formal, and I call you boss?" I said.
"Ok Kandi, I'm going to turn you over to one of the other cocktail waitresses for tonight, she can fill you in on how we do things." Buddy responded cordially.
Turning away to scan the night club floor, Buddy spotted who he was looking for, and called,
"Shirley, would you come over here for a minute?" he called to her.
A striking blonde, wearing a skimpy little costume that left not much to the imagination joined them. She critically looked me over, from the tips of my high heels to the top of my head. I felt pretty confident in my look, but I felt like a predator was eyeing up their next meal, appraising it for weakness.
"Hi, I'm Kandi," I said, bolstering up my courage and giving her a big smile while extending my hand.
"I'm Shirley," she said, returning the smile. "Welcome to the rat race."
"I'd like you to take Kandi under your wing tonight and show her the ropes, make sure she meets Bob if you can tear him away from Kitty." Buddy said.
"Sure, glad to. Come on love, let me introduce you to the other girls," Shirley responded.
"Kandi, I'd like you to meet Donna, Marie, and Hazel. Girls this is Kandi, she is going to be learning the ropes tonight so let's get her a badge for her room...when she is cleared by Bob, who I am betting will take her to it as soon as he sees her big tits, as she is gonna be in demand if she is not working the 'hole'." Shirley said, pointing to three other women dressed in typical strip club attire.
The four waitresses were extremely beautiful. I wondered how well I stacked up to them in looks. I hoped I was as beautiful. I suddenly realized what I was thinking and wondered why my thoughts were again going along that path. Did I really want to be beautiful, admired by men, lusted after by men as these girls obviously would be?
Shirley explained what my duties would be, and the rules of the house. I was not as relieved to hear management encouraged us waitresses to fraternize with the customers. There was no pressure to lap dance or blow the customers, but eventually, if one paid enough, we could take them to our private room and do whatever we wanted with them. I was a little shocked, but since I then saw that the place had a sunken stage below the dance floor that was obviously a glory hole, I guess I should have expected it. I then spent the first hour simply following Shirley around. Since I was a quick learner, Shirley soon gave me a station of my own. Once the club got busy, the time flew by, and before I knew it, it was time to work the second part of my shift at the 'hole'.
I was escorted to it by Shirley who had me take off my top to avoid getting anything on it. I now had about an hour where I would suck any cock that came through the hole in front of me, spit the ejaculate into a mug that was nearby and then take on the next one. I only had about 5 minutes maybe to absorb all this in a shocked face of indecision before a cock stuffed through the hole and I heard Janet squat down next to me and say,
"Suck that cock Kandi! I did not bring you here to be some wallflower. A COCKtail waitress has to take care of Cock in this place besides just getting it drunk, so suck it!"
"Where have you been? I have not seen you all night till now and you're working the 'hole' too?" I noted that she pulled her dress down as she got on her hands and knees in front of a hole as well.
All I heard in response was a 'umm hmm' as she pushed my face to the cock waiting for me to begin. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her begin on one as well.
The cock thrust forward in eagerness, and I did what I was supposed to do, what I wanted to do, needed to do after all the time watching the women dance, being groped, fondled, working the tables to get better tips. I popped the head into my mouth, sucked on it while my tongue tickled the eye and then the frenum. I used a hand to slide up and down on it, spreading my saliva as a lubricant until I could take it all into my mouth. Bobbing up and down on it, I could see Janet doing the same out of the corner of my eye. She looked so sexy and hot sucking on another man's cock just in front of me. I did not even think about her being my wife as I could not image any real man looking like I did with the heaving huge bosom, long hair and nails, dressed in lingerie, sucking on a man's cock through a glory hole like I was being angry about his wife doing the same. It felt like I was racing my best girlfriend in a competition to see which of us could get her reward sooner. I started to suck on it hungrily like some starved baby on its mothers teat. Spittle dripped off my chin, I could hear the dancing above me, the sound of the three other women sucking cock just like I was doing now. His throbbing organ was buried deep into my throat when I felt it expand, throb or pulsate as it got hot in my mouth, pumping that first squirt of cum down my throat, into my belly. Greedily I clamped down with my lips so as not to spill any and insure I got the full load as Janet had always done to me, when as he pulsed his second time. About then, I recalled we were to let them come in our mouths and spit it into the cup below the hole so that we did not bloat on cum from sucking cock. Bimbo's like me who loved the taste of come just had to get used to being denied, I thought, so pulled off so just the head was in my mouth, lips sealed about it while my tongue tickled the underside to get more out of it. As it softened, I opened my mouth to release it, letting it pull out of the hole. Tilting my head down, I spit out the little that I did not swallow so I could look over at Janet to see that she too was spitting out her load. The race was a tie.
"Fuck Buddy, you were right. Janet is back and her bimbo girlfriend is looking hot sucking cock together. The only thing better would be us fucking them while they suck on the cocks about to pop through their stations now. You want Janet for old times' sake, or do you want to try the other end since Kandi blew you this morning and I just finished with Janet a little while ago?" said a voice behind us.
I spun about and saw the fit black guy, Buddy, next to an older but still pretty fit looking guy who could only be the owner, Bob, based on what I heard of him. As I saw Buddy slip behind Janet and release his big black cock, Janet just wiggled her ass at him. I looked over my shoulder just as a cock slapped me on the cheek to see Bob drop his pants and release a much bigger cock than my average sized penis. He smiled, playfully smacked my ass, before yanking down my panties and lifting my skirt over my hips. I started to service the cock in front of me when I heard Bobby say,
"Damn, we got a sissy bimbo, cock-slut here just like Kitty. I am gonna love breaking this tight ass in."
I heard him spit as I felt it dribble onto my rosebud, then felt his cockhead pushing against my entrance. Instinctively I moved a bit forward, swallowing the 8-inch cock in front of me all the way to the balls in a sudden movement. Bob must have been ready for it as his cock stayed right with me, so that as I relaxed, his thick shaft slipped into me. That's when I became possessed once again with a need to be filled. To service the man behind me, to bring them pleasure like a woman should.
"That's right my little bimbo slut, suck down that cock that's in front of you and impale yourself on the cock behind you. DO IT!" he commanded.
I do not know what came over me, but that command in his voice made me even more submissive than when Janet ordered me to dress for her. I thrust back hard onto his cock, impaling myself on his strong, masculine, love muscle. Moaning around the cock still in my mouth, I started to rock back and forth so it felt like I was riding along one long, continuous, throbbing cock. Entering me from one end and then spitting out of the other. Bobby started to swat my ass cheeks, commanding me to 'ride it', to 'suck on it', to 'take it like a girl'. I was in a sexual haze of lust. I felt so hot, wanted, stimulated that when the cock in my mouth started to pulse his load into my mouth, I stuffed it balls deep into my throat and started to swallow hungrily in an effort to drink all of his jism. That's when I heard Buddy and Janet start to come. When Bob grabbed my hips hard and thrust his cock savagely into me, spraying the inside of my ass pussy with his seed, the pressure of it splashing on my prostrate made me finally orgasm as well, so that I had to use the cock in my mouth as a gag to prevent me from screaming out in orgasm.
"Good Girl! You are one fine bimbo fuck toy Kandi. The Club can use a fine woman like you here. Now clean me up."
Dutifully, I spun about and sucked his cock into my mouth to lick him clean and suck out any remaining spunk so that he did not drip any into his shorts, wasting it. When I was finished, he patted me on the head and pointed to my station, so I knew to take on my next customer. He left with Buddy and Janet while spanking me again playfully on the ass with a last statement,
"I am gonna love being your boss and seeing if you can be a star like Janet was, or maybe even a superstar like Kitty. See you later Kandi."
That was the start of my shift at the 'hole' and about 45 minutes later, I knew why the other ladies recommended I spit the semen out. I was starting to feel bloated, my lips were puffy, and all the come in my belly was starting to make me sleepy. Twenty minutes later, I was released so I could clean up and get back out to the tables for the final hours of the night. The next two hours were busy with guys getting in their last dances, drinks, or whatever. I noted that Shirley and Hazel had the last shift on the 'hole' but could not again find Janet anywhere in the crowd. As it was closing time and still no Janet, I started to worry about how to get home when Bobby approached me to let me know that Janet had been sent on a job with Buddy as her bouncer so he could take me home. Since Janet's car was gone, I really had no choice and accepted his offer, climbed into his car and gave him directions back to our house. Once back at the house, I asked him to come in for a quick drink while we waited on Janet as a way to repay him for the lift. Once inside I got him a scotch on the rocks and a scotch and soda for myself. We sat on the couch sipping our drinks and he put his hand high up on my leg. It speaks volumes on how much the past few days had changed me as I accepted his familiarity with no question, where a few days ago I do not think I would have accepted it at all. Of course, I most likely would not be sitting with him dressed up like some strip club bimbo either a few days ago.
Bob told me how as a retired Marine, he and Buddy, who he had served with, pooled their money and bought the diner. They discovered a handmade Glory Hole in it and with an wicked streak ( coupled, I am sure to a horn dog ego ) they installed a cleaner and safer hole as well as a camera to see what was going on or at least to see who was actually using it. They found that the waitress made frequent use of it, as well as a few repeat customers, so started to track its use and were astounded that it was used an alarming amount. That's when they started to charge for it on the men's stall as another money stream revenue. Shortly after that, they had to hire another waitress as their main one spent more time at the glory hole than waiting tables and that's when they knew they had a gold mine. After a few months of collecting this revenue, they got a loan and opened the club with the additional glory hole, then they added the back rooms like they had seen in Europe while on tour. The club was a hit and money flowed in. He had met his wife, who loved the idea of working the club as she had a sexual appetite that rivaled his own. Cindy, their daughter started when she was 16 serving tables at the diner, but not at the hole until she was 21. A few years ago, she started dating this guy who became Kitty just a few months before they got married. While he was talking, his hand slipped higher up on my leg, so he was above the stocking tops, I had laid my head onto his shoulder in a tired, relaxed manner, unconsciously spreading my legs for him to get higher on my thighs.