I Suck My Boss's Dick Over the Toilet
I've heard a lot of stories about abusive, asshole bosses. But I never thought I would find myself servicing my boss to keep my job - and in the most disgusting, humiliating way.
Working at a strip club is a job that you don't really think much about sexual harassment, especially since it's the bread and butter of the business, within limits. But gossip going around had it that my boss, Tony, had sick ways of getting to you if you pissed him off. One story involved a black stripper who didn't come to work as scheduled. Supposedly, Tony made her bend over and rawdogged her up the ass to keep her job. No condom, no nothing, just his greasy bare dick up her anus. And Tony is a fat piece of smelly shit.
Then comes my turn. "Hang around after work," the DJ tells me, Tony needs to talk to you.
After work I clean up in the dressing room, then get my courage up to face Tony. I go in his office and he's sitting behind his desk. "Lauren, it's come to my attention you haven't reported all the tips you made for the past couple of weeks. "Hey, that's not true," I answer. "Who told you that?"
"It doesn't matter," Tony says, "I may have to let you go!" Tears come to my eyes. It couldn't come at a worse time. In fact, I had been under-reporting tips to avoid possible eviction from my apartment. I didn't want to pay the club a percentage like the usual deal.
"Give me a second," Tony says, then he stands up and walks into a door behind his desk. I sit and wait for about three minutes, then he calls me. "Lauren, come in here if you want to keep your job!" He barks at me through the door.
I open the door and realize the closet is a small bathroom with a toilet, sink, and one fluorescent light. Tony is on the toilet with his pants down around his ankles and I can smell the rankest odor of shit I have ever encountered. The place looks like it's never been cleaned ever!
"If you care about your job you need to get on the floor and suck my dick!" I am terrified. "Please, no Tony!" I answer in a trembling voice and now I am crying. "Do what I say bitch or you'll never dance in this town again."
I gag a little as I get down on my knees. Tony has his hairy little dick in his hand and as I bend down toward it I can see the shits floating around in the bowl between his legs. It smells terrible but I try not to breathe through my nose as I start giving him head.
He grunts some and suddenly I realize he's not finished with his bowel movement. He pushes my head down on his cock, pretty much all the way down my throat, than farts loudly and drops a few more turds. It's literally the most disgusting thing I have ever experienced until he shoots a huge wad into my mouth over the huge pile of crap he laid down in the john.
"Swallow it Lauren, or you're fired." I choke the sperm down in a couple of awful gulps. After I'm done he stands up over me and the big pile of feces he left behind. "Now you wipe my ass bitch!"
He reaches over and grabs a big wad of toilet paper off the roll and puts it in my hand. With cum dripping off my lips I am already humiliated staring down at Tony's shit in the bowl, so I go ahead and wipe his ass like he's a big greasy baby. When I finish cleaning him I drop the filthy paper in the toilet bowl. I see a little shit stuck to my right index finger.
Tony pulls his pants up, zips, and walks out of the room. I am still on my knees in front of his shitpile, tears in my eyes, and the flavor of cum from a fat ass guy who must have had a double cheeseburger with fried onions for lunch. I spit the last of his horrible tasting sperm on top of the stack of logs in the filthy bowl.
"I will never forget the sound of him laughing and his final words, "And don't forget to flush bitch!"
I kept my job.
Working at a strip club is a job that you don't really think much about sexual harassment, especially since it's the bread and butter of the business, within limits. But gossip going around had it that my boss, Tony, had sick ways of getting to you if you pissed him off. One story involved a black stripper who didn't come to work as scheduled. Supposedly, Tony made her bend over and rawdogged her up the ass to keep her job. No condom, no nothing, just his greasy bare dick up her anus. And Tony is a fat piece of smelly shit.
Then comes my turn. "Hang around after work," the DJ tells me, Tony needs to talk to you.
After work I clean up in the dressing room, then get my courage up to face Tony. I go in his office and he's sitting behind his desk. "Lauren, it's come to my attention you haven't reported all the tips you made for the past couple of weeks. "Hey, that's not true," I answer. "Who told you that?"
"It doesn't matter," Tony says, "I may have to let you go!" Tears come to my eyes. It couldn't come at a worse time. In fact, I had been under-reporting tips to avoid possible eviction from my apartment. I didn't want to pay the club a percentage like the usual deal.
"Give me a second," Tony says, then he stands up and walks into a door behind his desk. I sit and wait for about three minutes, then he calls me. "Lauren, come in here if you want to keep your job!" He barks at me through the door.
I open the door and realize the closet is a small bathroom with a toilet, sink, and one fluorescent light. Tony is on the toilet with his pants down around his ankles and I can smell the rankest odor of shit I have ever encountered. The place looks like it's never been cleaned ever!
"If you care about your job you need to get on the floor and suck my dick!" I am terrified. "Please, no Tony!" I answer in a trembling voice and now I am crying. "Do what I say bitch or you'll never dance in this town again."
I gag a little as I get down on my knees. Tony has his hairy little dick in his hand and as I bend down toward it I can see the shits floating around in the bowl between his legs. It smells terrible but I try not to breathe through my nose as I start giving him head.
He grunts some and suddenly I realize he's not finished with his bowel movement. He pushes my head down on his cock, pretty much all the way down my throat, than farts loudly and drops a few more turds. It's literally the most disgusting thing I have ever experienced until he shoots a huge wad into my mouth over the huge pile of crap he laid down in the john.
"Swallow it Lauren, or you're fired." I choke the sperm down in a couple of awful gulps. After I'm done he stands up over me and the big pile of feces he left behind. "Now you wipe my ass bitch!"
He reaches over and grabs a big wad of toilet paper off the roll and puts it in my hand. With cum dripping off my lips I am already humiliated staring down at Tony's shit in the bowl, so I go ahead and wipe his ass like he's a big greasy baby. When I finish cleaning him I drop the filthy paper in the toilet bowl. I see a little shit stuck to my right index finger.
Tony pulls his pants up, zips, and walks out of the room. I am still on my knees in front of his shitpile, tears in my eyes, and the flavor of cum from a fat ass guy who must have had a double cheeseburger with fried onions for lunch. I spit the last of his horrible tasting sperm on top of the stack of logs in the filthy bowl.
"I will never forget the sound of him laughing and his final words, "And don't forget to flush bitch!"
I kept my job.
10 months ago
