Part-time job ~ Temporary sex slave at a convenience store

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It was a weekend morning, and
the sunlight streamed into my little room right on time.
The alarm clock, of course, took a break.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I
staggered into the bathroom,
letting the cool water wash away the night's dreams.
Looking at the time, it was already past 8.
Holidays always bring a bit of leisure.
Although the weather seemed nice,
there was still a slight chill in the air .
Looking at myself in the mirror,
wearing only a large t-shirt that barely covered my lower
body, I started to feel cold.
I wanted to hide back in my soft blankets . I
wiped
my damp labia,
wanting only to get back to the warmth of my room.
But when I opened the door, I saw A-Ying.
I was stunned for
a moment. A-Ying stared at my
lower body for a while before pointing and saying
, "You've been seen..."
I quickly... Quickly pull down the hem of your clothes to cover your genitals
and push him away. Run back to your room.
Because A-Ying works the night shift at a convenience store, she
doesn't get off until 7 am
, so I rarely see her. I'm usually alone in the dorm, so I don't care much about
being seen in disheveled clothes. It's happened several times
already. Actually, I was already very casual about my clothes at home. But ever
since I had sex with my younger brother and dad,
they've made me dress very indecently at home or not at all. They often hug me
while watching TV , touching my breasts and fiddling with my genitals. Occasionally, they'll make me perform oral sex after dinner and then ejaculate on me before making me take a shower. At first, I hated this feeling of being treated like a toy. But gradually, I stopped... I'm really resistant to it, probably because my body is used to this feeling— it makes me get caught up in it too. But after moving out, habits aren't something you can just change overnight. Before, when I lived at my aunt's house, I got scolded several times for dressing too casually and running around the house. Although once my cousin deliberately made me naked—after he had sex with me in the living room, he left me there and rushed back to join the army. My aunt caught me shortly after, and I lied to her, saying I was going to do laundry and wash myself too, and of course I still got scolded... In the short two or three months since I moved out, I know there are other people living under the same roof, so I'm more careful. Before leaving my room, I always listen to the door to see if anyone is outside and check the time. Even when Aying is working , he still unexpectedly appears in front of you. The most common occurrences are: he wakes up wearing only a shirt and wanders out of the room ; or after washing clothes in the bathroom, his wet t-shirt clings to his breasts , making him look like he's shirtless—and he just walks to the balcony to wring out the clothes... Another time, I forgot to bring a change of clothes while showering and ran back to the room naked, only to bump into him just as he was leaving for work. When I went to the bathroom, I ran out of the room wearing only a t-shirt and he looked at my genitals several times. At first, he just blushed and quickly looked away, but now he's slowly staring at my body more openly. But I can only blame myself for being a little too oblivious... I stayed in bed for a bit, then remembered that some seniors from the film club wanted to help with rehearsals today, but the appointment was at 1 PM. I figured they probably didn't want to get up so early on a weekend. So, what should I do in the morning? My stomach was starting to rumble, so I decided to go to the convenience store to see what I could get... I wore a loose white shirt and a slightly long gray skirt , but since I didn't have time to go home for winter clothes, I had to wear my school jacket. As for underwear... I figured I was wearing a jacket, and the skirt wasn't that short, so I wouldn't wear anything else. Although it's not far from school, just a few streets away, the area is surprisingly remote. There are many houses in the alleys, but no food stalls... I always have to walk all the way to the school to find breakfast, and on a weekend morning like this, the streets felt especially deserted. Luckily, there's a familiar convenience store nearby where I can buy something to eat. A "ding-dong" sounded, and I went inside. The somewhat annoying mustache-wearing shopkeeper was standing behind the counter reading a newspaper . Aside from that, there was no one else in the shop. I glanced at the clock on the wall—it was almost 9 o'clock. Although there weren't many customers usually, I figured it would be about the same on a weekend morning. The mustache-wearing shopkeeper wasn't a very friendly person ; if another convenience store opened nearby, he'd definitely close it. I walked over to the rice balls section, considering what to eat. The mustache-wearing shopkeeper then went to the refrigerator and started organizing the drinks. I figured I wasn't that hungry anyway. The mustache-wearing shopkeeper then went to… I went to the magazine stand, grabbed a magazine, and started reading. There weren't many magazines to choose from, but it was enough to pass the time. I'd only flipped through a few pages when I noticed the man with the mustache staring at me through the large mirror on top of the refrigerator. He flipped through a few more pages, which made me feel a little uneasy. I decided to buy some rice balls and leave. Just as I was putting the magazine back on the shelf, the man with the mustache called out from behind, "Hey!" It startled me. The magazine I was holding hadn't been putting away properly and fell, pulling down a bunch of other things on the shelf.

Shopkeeper with the mustache: "Ah~ What are you doing!!!!"
Han: "I...I didn't mean to..."
I panicked~ I quickly squatted down to pick up the books.
Shopkeeper with the mustache: "What if you can't sell the books because they're dirty? You'll have to pay for them~"
Han: "Huh?!?!~"
Looking at the magazines and some books on the ground, it must cost over a thousand dollars.
Han: "But...but...it's not that dirty...it just...fell on the ground..."
Although it really was just some dust, the magazines were made of very thin paper,
and some of the magazines and books had folded when they fell to the ground.
In my panicked attempt to pick them up, I accidentally tore the magazine covers...
The shopkeeper with the mustache was staring at me angrily from the side... Han
: "But...but...I...don't have that much money with me...what should I do..."
I didn't dare look at him, I just kept looking down at the books on the ground...
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "How about this, you help me with some work in the shop, consider it compensation."
Han: "Work?...How long?"
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "One hour...no...two hours."
I guess I didn't have the right to refuse, so I had to agree.
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Then pick up all the books first~hurry up~"
Han: "Oh...okay..."
It was quite a struggle to pick up all the books on the ground and slowly put them back on the shelves.
Because the shop had air conditioning, it was warmer than outside, and I had been wearing my school winter uniform all along.
I was drenched in sweat after tidying up the books...
I walked to a corner of the store, where the mustachioed shopkeeper was waiting for me outside the warehouse. He
gestured for me to follow him inside.
The warehouse was packed with goods—food, household items—almost everything the store sold was there.
The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "Come on, take all these out and display them outside."
He pointed to boxes and boxes of instant noodles piled up to the side and explained how to arrange them...
The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "What's wrong? You're sweating after just tidying up the books?
There's air conditioning in the store, you don't need to wear a jacket."
Because I was really hot, I had to take off my jacket and put it on the table next to me.
It was a winter jacket, and taking it off really made me feel much cooler.
I even pulled up my collar to cool down a bit.
At this moment, the mustachioed shopkeeper stared at me in surprise.
I snapped out of my daze. My sweaty white shirt clung to my chest,
and not wearing a bra made my nipples stand out slightly in the breast pockets…
Seeing the lecherous look on the mustachioed shopkeeper's face, I quickly covered my chest with my hands. I
considered putting my jacket back on, but…
the mustachioed shopkeeper said, “Alright, alright, hurry up and take the instant noodles out and put them up,” with a sly grin on his face…
Because it was so hot and I was being rushed out, I had no choice but to give up…
Luckily, there were no customers in the shop, otherwise, I would have been quite conspicuous…
But the worst part was that the mustachioed shopkeeper kept following me.
Because I had to work, I couldn't keep covering my chest,
so he had to keep watching my almost half-naked chest as he ran around…
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I ran around like this two or three times. When I returned to the warehouse to get something,
I found that the item I needed was on a very high shelf.
Looking around, I couldn't find anything to elevate myself,
so I had to stand on tiptoe and try to reach it. I struggled like this for 5 minutes… =
Small Mustache Shop Manager: "What's wrong? It's taking you so long to get something."
Han: "I...I can't reach it...it's too high." I was still trying to reach the things on the shelf...
At this moment, the small mustache shop manager walked directly behind me and pressed his entire back against mine.
Han: "Ah!" I was pressed against the shelf by him.
I felt like he was reaching out to help me get something, but he grabbed my hand.
Small Mustache Shop Manager: "Ah, can't you reach a little longer?"
He grabbed my wrist and pulled it upwards forcefully.
Han: "Ah!!! It hurts!!! It hurts so much!!"
He pulled my slender wrist upwards, ignoring my cries of pain
and even my body. I was pulled up, my feet almost leaving the ground...
I felt like my hands were about to be torn off. Just then, my hand touched the thing I was trying to grab, and I
quickly pulled it down.
Han: "I...I got it! Let go~ Let go~"
I was almost crying, and the thing I grabbed fell to the side...
The mustachioed shopkeeper was still pressing tightly against my back.
I could even feel something hard pressing against my buttocks.
Han: "Get off me...it's so uncomfortable with you pressing on me..."
I had barely finished speaking when my breasts were grabbed tightly from behind,
and then my nipples were pinched and roughly rubbed.
Han: "Ah..." "What...what are you doing?!"
The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "You're not helping at all. I think we should find another way to pay for your work..."
The mustachioed shopkeeper spoke urgently, seemingly getting more and more excited.
Han: "No~ no~ let me go~"
I was pinned against the shelf, and my wrists, which were red and throbbing from being grabbed, were impossible to push him away.
He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, and then reached his left hand directly into my collar—grabbing my breasts forcefully.
Han: "Ah~...no..."
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Oh~ your nipples are hard...I see you..." "You really want it too, don't you?
You have such a pretty and cute face, yet you have such a lewd body~
I couldn't stand it when you were shaking your breasts around the store just now.
You actually came out without a bra, are you an exhibitionist~ You little pervert~"
Han: "I...I didn't...Ah~..."
My nipples were being constantly teased, and my hot breasts were touching the cold shelf next to me.
I started to get excited too~
The mustachioed shop manager then reached out and pulled up my skirt.
The skirt, which barely reached my knees, was quickly pulled up to my waist.
Then he touched my waist and realized that I wasn't wearing underwear...
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "No way~ You're not even wearing underwear under your skirt!? What are students thinking these days~
By the way~ Judging from your coat, you're from that high school nearby, right?
You must be very popular with the boys there. Judging from your lewd appearance,
you must have been slept with by all the boys in your class, right? Do you go
to school without underwear every day and get gang-raped by a bunch of guys~ Hahaha~
I bet you can even pass exams by sleeping with the teacher~~
The thought of you being gang-raped in the toilet in your uniform makes me more and more excited!!!"
Han: "I didn't~ Ah~ Ah~ I... I... it's not like that... Ah~"
Two fingers had already been inserted into her vagina, and the stimulation of her breasts hadn't stopped.
But I didn't expect that, compared to this caressing, his lewd words
would also make me incredibly excited.
I even imagined what it would be like to be gang-raped by the boys in my class in the school toilet. By this time,
my lower body was already soaked...
Han: "Ah~...stop...stop...ah~"
Although I said I didn't want to, I couldn't stop moaning. My
hands had long since given up on pushing him away, and I just grabbed the shelf,
barely supporting my body...
The mustachioed shopkeeper then removed his hand from my breasts and pulled up my skirt, exposing
my buttocks completely. His other hand was still fiddling with my genitals, playing with my labia majora.
Suddenly, I was grabbed by the waist and pulled backward, causing me to lose my balance.
Fortunately, I managed to stay upright in front of the shelf by holding onto it with my hands.
Then I heard the mustachioed shopkeeper unbuckle his belt.
My mind went almost blank, and my legs were spread apart, barely allowing me to stand.
My vagina seemed to be yearning for something...
My vaginal fluid had overflowed and was slowly flowing down my thighs...
(Quick...insert it...) I was actually thinking that
when suddenly—a "ding-dong" sound came from outside
. The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Guest...guest!!!!"
I saw him hurriedly put on his pants, straighten his clothes,
wipe his fingers, which were covered in my vaginal fluid, with toilet paper,
and rush out.
I stood there, completely stunned.
Although I was still panting, I gradually calmed down...
Han: "What...you made me like this...but..."
After recovering a little, I went to the toilet next door to wash my genitals and wiped my body with toilet paper.
My face in the mirror was still red...with a bit of resentment and a bit of... An angry expression...
because my body was getting really hot. My white shirt was soaked through,
so I grabbed my jacket and walked out of the warehouse without even wearing it.
The soaked shirt was almost transparent, revealing my breasts completely.
I deliberately lingered in front of the counter for a bit.
The old man buying cigarettes and newspapers stared in disbelief, practically drooling.
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Wait!! Wait a minute... it's not here yet!!"
I pointed to the clock on the wall.
Han: "Two hours of work are over!!!!! I'm leaving!!!!"
Before walking out the door, I deliberately pulled my skirt up to my waist, sticking my butt out high, and
made a face at the mustachioed shopkeeper before finally leaving.
But that old man seemed to have been greatly shocked...
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It's so cold outside~ Autumn seems to be almost over~
I quickly put on my coat~ Otherwise, my soaked shirt will definitely make me catch a cold...
Han: "Ah!!!!......I forgot to buy rice balls......My breakfast..." I
didn't want to walk back~
I thought it was almost noon anyway~ I'll eat lunch near the school...
Along the way, my genitals were still slowly leaking fluid, and
I kept hiding by the roadside to wipe my genitals and thighs with tissues.
Eventually, I really couldn't take it anymore~ I had to go back to the dorm to take a shower...
Otherwise, if I went to school to see the upperclassmen like this,
I would really get gang-raped...
Thinking of this... my face involuntarily turned red~ My genitals became even wetter...

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