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(M/f-teen, ped, mast, voy, blkmail) *** Author Note: This story should have been posted before the "Alexis plays missile zapper", to keep the continuity even. My apologies. *** I hate my job. Ok, so who doesn't? But this job was really, really the bottom. I have worked in retail stores before, everything from one step above "dollar" stores to "fine clothes and furnishings." Now, I was at Spencer's. Yea, you know the chain, all the Goth junk, and cheap "personal toys and relaxers", in other words vibrators. Ones that will last about 20 minutes, they're so cheap. There was only ONE compensation to working there. The females that came in were almost all sluts. Either genuine sluts right off the street corners, of those damn hot teenage sluts to be. Like the one from yesterday, damn, she was hot. I could tell, just from the body language when she came in, she was NOT there to shop. Well, not to shop and pay for anything, at least. I reached under the counter and turned the extra security cameras on. I really didn't need them, she was so obvious, it was saddening. I saw her slip the cheap vibrator in her purse, trying to hide the move with her body. And what a body! She tried to be casual as she wandered towards the door, but I could see her forehead was damp with perspiration from being scared. I left the counter, casually, as if I were not aware of her. We reached the front door about the same time. The security sensor set off the alarm, she jumped a foot. I stepped close to her, AFTER she had stepped through the doorway and out into the mall. That one step was the difference between stealing and "still going to pay for it." "Excuse me, Miss, I think you had better come back in the store with me." I used a deep, stern voice. I knew, just from her body language and manner, she was used to obeying people in authority. This was probably the first time she had ever tried to steal anything. She followed me back into the store, but she headed towards the cash register. "Not that way, young lady, follow me." She was nearly in tears. "Please, can't I just pay for it and go?" "You walked out of the store with it, you stole it, it's too late to "pay for it" now." "Shop lifting is a serious crime. This is a matter for the police'." She started to cry for real, and I didn't want a scene right in the store. I hurried to the back, into the office. I told her to sit down, and empty the contents of her purse no the desk. She was beet red when she had to take the vibrator out and show what she had tried to steal. I pretended to ignore her as I sat down, windowed through some screen to bring up the shop lifting report. "Name?" Her head was down and her lips were trembling. "Alexis Moore." She started to beg me to let her go, let her pay for it, she would never come back to the store again, bla, bla, bla. "Save it, Alexis, I hear that from every damn kid that tries to rip us off. I got out the phone index book and looked up the police number. All for effect, of course, we had it on speed dial, but I wanted to mess her mind up a bit more. I picked up the phone, put my finger on the first button, paused and looked at her. then set the phone back down. I picked up the dildo that she had laid on the desk. "This is the first thing you ever stole, isn't it Alexis?" She couldn't look me in the eye; her head was hanging down in shame. She nodded and mumbled, "yes." "Do you realize what happens now? The police are going to have to bag this and use it for evidence, they are going to have to fill out a report on what you stole, and turn it over to your parents, along with your court appearance ticket. The judge is going to know what you stole. Did you think about all that before you took it?" Me, the police and the judge were bad enough, but when I mentioned her parents knowing about it, she really started to cry. "Alexis, I hate to see kids your age ruin themselves over one bad choice." I didn't have a partner, so we couldn't do the "good guy/mean guy" routine, but I found that switching attitudes suddenly, from the stern, tough "you have to be punished for what you did, no matter what", to the caring, "gee, I wish there was a way to fix this" really kept them off base. But I didn't really need it with this one; she was too shaken to think straight. "Can't... can't you just let me pay for it, and pretend it didn't happen? Please, just this once, I'll never steal anything again." Well, that much I believed her first and only time and she gets caught. "Please, help me, if my parents ever find out... I'll do whatever you say." My cock stirred in my pants, started to swell. I had her, she had offered, "Whatever you say." Now to set her up, make her beg me. "Pretend it didn't happen? And lose my job, and my income, for you? How can we "pretend it didn't happen when I have you ON SECURITY TAPE stealing it?" "You got enough money to pay my bills when I get fired for this?' She shook her head "no", as if I didn't already know she didn't. "So what can you offer me that's worth the risk of ME getting busted for not busting you? Have to be something pretty damn worthwhile." "But I don't have anything." She was still crying. I picked up the vibrator and looked at it. "You must have wanted it pretty damn bad to risk getting caught and arrested and having your parents and friends know what you stole. Now that I had the vibrator in my hand, looking at it, right in front of her, she became dead quiet, and totally embarrassed. She was doing her best not to look at it herself. "Do you even know what this thing is for?" Even with her head down low, I could see her ears turning red from embarrassment. OH, yes, she knew what it was for, but at her age, she would rather die than admit it. "Look, ok, you want to get out of this without the cops and the judge and all that shit, right?" She quickly nodded. I opened the plastic packaging, rummaged through the office drawer, found a couple batteries and put them in. "So here's the deal. I'm not a cold person; I don't want to see you go through all that shit either. But we can't have people just coming in here, stealing, and then wanting me to pretend it didn't happen. I don't want to lose my job for no reason, if I get fired, then I got to get something out of it too." "And I understand girls your age get horny and need relief too, just like anyone else. So here's the deal. I'll let you go, erase the tape, forget the entire thing..." Her head jerked up, actually looking like she just got reprieved on her way to the electric chair. "IF you can show me you know what this thing is for and how it works." I have to admit, I absolutely loved the shocked, unbelieving look on her face when it finally sank in, when she realized what she would have to do to keep from being arrested. What a conflict she was in! Get arrested for stealing, have her parents and all her friends and neighbors know about it, have the judge know about it, OR, masturbate in front of a total stranger, a guy, and be let off the hook. Sometimes, I love this job. "I-I... can't do that here, in front of you." "You got two choices, Alexis, me seeing you, or everyone else knowing. You get taken away by the police, before they book you, they get some female cop, or secretary, some broad, to strip search you, to be sure you ain't got any weapons. She's going to see you stark naked, actually, there will be two females there, so it's not her word against yours that she tried to feel you up." I wanted to stress how bad the alternative was, so she would gladly show me her bare cunt and let me watch her masturbate, she would actually think I was doing her a favor! She spent a few more minutes crying over the "can't you just let me go"? "Can't I bring you in some money next week?" I finally told her (in a very threatening voice) to set down and choose. Either get her jeans off, and show me what that thing is for, or I call the police. She stood there crying. "FUCK IT!" I said. I lifted up the phone, pushed a button that did nothing, and said, "Connect me to the city police please." "NOOOOO, stop, I'll do it." I set the phone back down; Alexis stood up and took off her shorts. The fucking little bitch wasn't wearing panties! And her cunt was shaved bare. This was no, "hasn't started to grow in yet thing" with tits first, this was a horny little slut who likes to shave it bare. I pushed my chair back from the desk, and motioned her to sit on it, right in front of me. I was going to get a real front row seat for this show. She was blushing nearly purple as she sat on the desk and spread her legs apart. Her cunt lips were glistening with pussy juice, she was so wet. And I could even smell her twat; it was like a heavy perfume. My cock was stiff and throbbing, but still in my pants. I was not about to risk ruining this by taking it out, too soon. She spread her legs even wider, picked up the vibrator and started to position it. I told her to stop. She looked at me totally confused. "Vibrators work a lot better if you actually put the batteries in them." I loved the look that crossed her face, like she suddenly realized how stupid she had just been. What I loved even more was her setting there in front of me with her pussy spread open while she put the batteries in. She had some trouble getting the end cap screwed back on the vibrator, her hands were shaking. I was damned if I would help her, I wanted this to last as long as possible. She turned it on and actually jumped when it began to vibrate in her hand. She closed her eyes and moved it down to her cunt; she jumped and arched her back as the vibrating fake cock touched her twat lips. She was so wet; she didn't need to lubricate the thing. She was leaving a puddle of pussy juice on my desk, between her legs. I didn't mind, I would lick it up later, after she left. Right now, my attention was on the private sex show in front of me. Beads of sweat here on her forehead, her eyes were closed, and her nipples were sticking out from her shirt like spikes. The muscles just above her pussy, where her bush would have been, were starting to twitch; she was getting close to cumming. And I was going to be the first man to ever see her cum. She was making little noises in her throat. Her cunt muscles were twitching and jumping like crazy. Her head was rolling from side to side, whipping back and forth. Then her legs clamped closed tight, her entire body went rigid. She sat there, trembling, sweat running down the v of her neck, dampening her tee shirt. Slowly, she went limp, with her eyes still closed, she whispered, "Oh, god!" Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at me. Soon, the total shame and humiliation of masturbating in front of me would set in, for now, she was relaxing in the after glow of her orgasm. And with her vibrator still in her cunt. Yes, it was hers now, she could have it, she had earned it. But she wasn't done yet. She had her first orgasm by vibrator, now she was going to have her first from a human. I pushed my chair back slightly, and pushed her a bit further back across my desk, but not too much. Fortunately, it was a large desk; I pushed until she was laying on her back, her knees over the edge, legs on either side of me. I slipped the vibrator out of her, and looking her right in the eyes, I licked it clean, licking her sweet, thick cunt juice off it. She blushed again. I lowered my head down to her twat; the fragrance of hot pussy was making my cock harder than it had been in years. Alexis arched her back and squeezed her thighs tight around my head when my tongue slid over her cunt lips. Damn, this girl could crack my head like an egg shell with those thighs. I began to suck and lick her cunt seriously. I was going to lick till she passed out from pleasure. I was content to stay between this hot teenager's legs all day, if that's what it took. Her pussy juice was good, a bit heavy and musky, but good. She must have showered or douched just before she came to the mall. In seconds, I had her thrashing around on the table. I managed to turn the vibrator on, and felt my way up to her tits, letting the vibrator stimulate her nipples. Fortunately, the office and door had been soundproofed; otherwise, 3/4 of the shoppers in the mall would have heard her moans and screams. She arched her back till I thought it was going to break, let out one looooong wail, and collapsed on the desk, spent. My face was about flooded with her cunt fluids. Her legs went limp, releasing me from the heavenly prison of her thighs. I sat up, and used my clean hanky to wipe her pussy juice off me. The desk blotter was soaked with it, the smell would stay for months, but I wouldn't mind one bit. Then I wiped her cunt dry too. It would be a long time before I washed, or even used, this hanky for anything other than sniffing when I jerked off. Alexis stood up, a bit weak in the knees, and put on her shorts back on. Then she moved close and kissed me. "See you next week", she said. I looked at her, uncertain. "Next week?" I saw some other stuff in your store, stuff I might want to steal. I wonder what it will be like, getting handcuffed to your desk." With that statement/promise hanging in the air, she left. It was going to be a very long, long week. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 59