Ellen’s Sex Shop 4: Maid Alice

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Alice bounced happily through the store. She loved when they had sales drives, and today’s was one of her favorites among the common repeats. While some events were unique, like Amber modeling that new bondage line two weeks ago or Mara’s day in the Light Box, others were repeated, with some variation, whenever Ellen felt the time was right. The event this week was a sort of game for the customers, with various discounts for winners, and a lot of sexy fun for both them and the shop girls. Each member of the staff, even Ellen herself, was dressed up in a different type of fetish wear, and equipped with at least one powerful remote toy. Customers, when they first entered the store, were given a simple multi-channel remote that only worked within the boundaries of the shop. The remote, of course, could control the toys of every girl in the store, but the channels weren’t labeled and it would only allow, by default, up to twenty minutes of use per customer. With those twenty minutes, should they decided to participate, they had to identify which channel matched up to any given girl’s toys. Should they figure it out for any one girl, they would get a discount on every product she was wearing. Should they have time remaining, they could try to identify another girl or they could try to make the girl they’d found cum. Each of them wore sensors to track when they climaxed and, if the customer succeeded, said successful customer would receive a significantly larger discount not just on the products the girl was wearing, but on the entire department the orgasming girl was representing. Part of the reason Alice enjoyed this type of event so much was that she herself was, almost always, the favorite target of regulars and newcomers alike. Of all Ellen’s employees, she was easily the most outgoing, cheerful, and high energy. Ellen had no hesitation in making cold blooded use of this, always dressing Alice in an outfit that would go well with her bubbly personality, then sticking her front and center to draw the eye. That she had the hardest time not reacting, but second best control of her own climax, simply made her even more perfect. Virtually anyone who focused on her would get the minor discount, and an eye and earful of squirming, moaning, blonde bombshell, which left them extremely happy. Yet, very few of them would manage to make her cum, which kept the numbers on the larger discounts down. Of course, that she was so naturally responsive and happy also led to the highest number of customers willing to pay a small fee for a few more minutes to push her over the edge, even if they didn’t get the discount if they did so. One way or another, those who focused on her were almost always happy with the results, and so was Ellen. Needless to say, since Alice got a portion of the extra fee, and all the girls got a shop-wide reward based on total sales during the drive, Alice was quite content playing her part as well. An entire day of being driven nuts by remotes, and semi-frequent orgasms, was merely a highly enjoyable bonus, as far as she was concerned. She hummed as she awaited another customer, unconsciously fixing her ruffles. Today she was a maid, clearly of the fetish variety. The outfit consisted of a frilly black and white corset that really showed off her perky C-cups, and an intricate pair of white lace panties only partially covered by the half-hearted suggestion of a skirt. Thigh-high white stockings, a black lace bow in her waist length, platinum blond hair, and a shiny black pair of heels completed the look. She’d protested over the heels; she’d wanted to use the much higher fetish heels the store stocked, instead of the small four-inch option. Ellen had vetoed the addition, wanting to keep her shorter than most costumers, to better pull off the cutely energetic and eager-to-please bahis şirketleri maid. Which left her stuck at a mere 5’6”, even with the heels. She did have to admit the look was working for her, regardless of the heel height. She’d gotten nearly equal numbers of women gushing over how adorable she was, and guys falling in lust with her innocently-naughty pout. Not to mention, of course, a few women who did the latter and men the former. She’d also needed to change out the panties three times in the last hour alone, as her audience was intent on wearing out the batteries in the viciously powerful remote control egg buried inside her. Not that she was complaining. Despite only giving up a single large discount in the four hours she’d been working, she’d cum no less than eleven times. Which, unlike most girls, who’d be flat on the floor from that sort of number, really just perked her up further and made her slightly hyper. Ellen had actually given her a duster at one point and had her attack the store, purely in an attempt to curb the chipmunk-on-a-sugar-high side effect. It had only sort-of worked. She’d burned off some energy, but attracted the attention of a woman who’d managed to force her to cum, twice, inside the time limit. The customer, a regular named Linda, had given her a card and told her to call if she ever needed part-time work. Apparently, she had something of a thing for sexy maids. Her vibe jerked, catching her by surprise. A moan slipped out, and she darted a look around the shop. What on earth? There were only two customers, and it couldn’t be either of them. One was having a quiet but animated discussion with Tinker, hands fully visible and controller free. The other was very clearly using their remote, but it was equally clearly being used to drive Cheryl up the wall. She nearly gasped as the toy nestled in her core went active again, this time tapping out a steady, arrhythmic beat on her insides. It was on a weak setting, but the oddly hypnotic pattern made her want to squirm anyway. She tried, with only limited success, to suppress her reaction, scanning the store for something or someone she’d missed. Was it one of the other girls? Ellen or Mara were the most likely. Mara was visible, doing something on a store mobile, so she didn’t seem likely. Ellen…Ellen was missing, which was a bit suspicious. She’d been hovering near the door to the back room a few minutes ago. She may have just taken a break…but— Her train of thought was broken and an abbreviated gasp slipped out as the toy kicked it up a notch, throwing a harder, stuttering pulse into the pattern of arrhythmic beats. Only, they weren’t quite as arrhythmic as before, the added pulses somehow fitting into the pattern. A quick glance around the store gave no more clues, so she shrugged and went with it, returning her eyes to the shop’s entrance. She was supposed to be on duty as the greeter after all, funneling customers to either the game, or whatever they were looking for. She couldn’t go haring off, trying to sort out who was toying with her. She’d almost grown complacent, a few minutes later, when the pattern changed again. Sharp staccato bursts of the vibe’s highest setting added into the previous pattern of beats. It was no longer arrhythmic now, and the smooth interplay of three different pulse-strengths had her biting her lip, eyes unconsciously closing and a mewl of pleasure falling from her lips. It also wasn’t possible to do this with the customer remotes. They were too simple, both for ease of use, and in case they were stolen. No, someone had the egg’s original manufacture remote, and was playing with her. Knowing this couldn’t be an allowed part of the game, she gave up her failing efforts to suppress her reactions, her breathing deepening and moans falling readily bahis firmaları from her lips. The pattern altered again, reversed. The most frequent, longest beats, were now the most powerful, and the weakest were the shortest and most insubstantial. Her legs almost gave out, and she caught herself on the display behind her. She cried out, on the edge of orgasm, trying to hold it back, then realized there wasn’t a reason to. Not if they weren’t playing by the rules. It was probably her boss, anyway. She reached for her breast, intending to send herself over. Only to have her hand gently grabbed. “None of that now.” Her eyes popped open in alarm, then nearly rolled back in her head as her vibe upshifted into a continuous thrum of its highest setting. She was only just able to register Ellen and Linda in front of her before she lost control, her mind going blank as she peaked violently. The toy didn’t shut off immediately, like it was supposed to for customers, and it drew the already intense climax out until Alice’s legs collapsed under her. Her boss caught her and the toy deactivated. She took several ragged breaths before opening her eyes, closed sometime during the climax, and tried to get her feet under her again. Ellen helped steady her, grinning, but it was Linda’s presence that puzzled her. The woman was studying Alice with an amused grin and bright eyes, hard nipples readily visible through her top. More importantly, the woman had left through the front door over two hours ago. Alice looked at her boss confusedly, hoping for an explanation. Ellen chuckled, pulling her over to one side and setting her still shaky form down on a bondage bench display. “Linda is an old friend. I’ve known her since my university days. So, when she expressed interest in ‘playing with my adorable maid’ a bit more, I went along with it and let her in the back door when she dropped by after work. You’ll get a little bonus for playing along this much, as it wasn’t part of the game and I let her have the full remote, but…” Alice knew that tone. Everyone who worked for Ellen knew it. She was up to some mischief or other. She wouldn’t do anything without the permission of the girl or girls she intended to rope into whatever crazy idea she’d had, but she’d make it worth it for them if they went along. Usually, that meant a day of something fun but daring, and a few free items from the store. As she nearly always took the tastes of the girls involved into account, most of them agreed as a matter of course. Alice gave her a brilliant smile. “Out with it, boss.” Linda laughed. “So good to see your employees know you so well, dear. Shall I ask her, or you?” Ellen pouted outrageously for a few heartbeats before answering, “I will, it was half my idea anyway. Why don’t you pick an outfit out?” Linda’s eyebrow rose. “Before she even says yes?” Ellen rolled her eyes. “It’s Alice, of course she’ll say yes!” That was probably true. In fact, Alice was tempted to say yes before hearing anything, solely to see Linda’s reaction. She couldn’t remember ever not going along with one of Ellen’s plans, but then, she was probably the most open of anyone in the shop to new experiences. Still, Ellen enjoyed convincing them, so she remained quiet as Linda laughed, shook her head, and headed off into the racks of fetish clothing. Ellen didn’t waste any time, turning conspiratorially to Alice and starting her pitch. “So, Linda really wanted to play with you more. Now, we could do that here in the store,” she paused, “if we wanted to be boring! So, I thought, ‘why don’t we take this show on the road?’ Linda and I, we go way back, like I said, and we go on shopping trips from time to time. It’s actually why she stopped in earlier, on her break. We were making plans to go clothes shopping later. She wasn’t kaçak bahis siteleri expecting to fall in love, or at least lust, with an adorable hyperactive maid who was darting around the store dusting things, flashing wet panties.” She playfully pinched Alice’s cheek. Alice yelped and ducked away from her boss, getting a laugh as she brought up her hands to protect herself from further attacks. Looking suspiciously as her boss, she waited until she was at least half sure she wouldn’t try anything else, then guessed, “So you want me to, what? Come with you in a maid outfit?” Ellen nodded, calming slightly, continuing on in a more boss-like tone. “We’ll get you into a maid outfit that will keep you compliant with public code, but still sexy. You’ll act as our maid, doing whatever we ask while we shop.” Her eyes sharpened, tone serious. “You’ll have more toys in, and Linda and I will both play with you however we see fit, within the standard VIP customer rules. Anything beyond that is extra, and this is all outside work so you can offer more if you want. I know I don’t normally stretch things like that, but Linda is much more a friend to me than she is a customer, so I’ll consider this to be a private agreement instead of shop related. On that note, you’ll get paid time off for the rest of the day, but I can’t directly give you anything else this time if I’m stretching the rules. It will have to be mostly for fun. Though, I have a feeling you’ll like Linda, and might even take some work for her on your off days, so it might work out pretty good for you.” She smiled, then leaned in to whispered conspiratorially, “Plus, we can totally buy you stuff on the shopping trip, if you’re off-the-clock.” Alice smiled at the last bit, but held up her hand, head cocked to the side in thought. Usually, Ellen’s adventures stuck to the golden rules of the shop, either the regular rules, or the special rules for VIPs. Both sets restricted what the customers could ask of any of the girls, as well as what the girls could offer. No sex was ever permitted, not even oral. That line was walked finely, at times, through the use of simulators, and didn’t apply at all to consensual acts between employees, but it was never broken. Never. Ellen’s Delight’s was a high-end, respected and respectable sex shop, not a front for prostitution. Under most circumstances even physical contact, of the sexual kind such as groping or kissing, was completely off limits. Which made this very out of the ordinary, as Ellen was effectively telling her those rules could be suspended today, if Alice wanted them to be. The question was, did she? She glanced at Linda, barely visible through the racks of clothing, and frowned. The woman was smoking hot, no doubt about that, almost a match for Ellen herself. She appeared, as little as appearance was worth on someone so clearly gene modded, to be in her late twenties. Tallish, at 5’10”, and sporting what had to be modded E-cups, they were entirely too perky to be completely natural. Deeply tanned skin, an athletic figure, and rich brunette hair. A gorgeous package, no doubt, and a soft but commanding personality, from what Alice had seen. Still, while Alice was up for trying nearly anything, she wasn’t easy. Did she want to get handsy, maybe even have sex, with a total stranger? She glanced over at Ellen. Then again, she might well get some sexy fun with Ellen as well. Which, while hardly uncommon, was rare outside the confines of the shop. Linda was also a good enough friend of Ellen’s for the boss to bend the rules. That certainly said a great deal about the woman. She nodded her head, signaling she’d made a decision. If it had been a guy, there was no way, but with a woman… “I’m up for it, including the extras, within reason. Hands and tongues.” Ellen beamed, then gave a wicked grin. “Oh good. I’ll make sure you regret it in only the very best ways. Now! Let’s get those clothes off.” She ducked behind Alice and started undoing her corset’s laces. Alice just giggled and shifted to make it easier.

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