I became a part-time bookstore girl

I live next to a teachers' college, and I run a small shop inside. I mainly sell used books and magazines, barely making any money. The main appeal is the visual feast on campus, since the school is almost entirely filled with young girls, especially in the summer. Sipping tea in the shop, finding a good spot, and admiring beautiful legs, stockings, and ample breasts is a unique experience.
One day, I was tidying a bookshelf when I turned around and noticed a girl lingering by the door, hesitant and unsure what to do. I assumed she wanted to buy something, so I asked her. It turned out she wasn't looking to buy books, but rather asking if my shop needed part-time help. She wanted to buy a computer, but her family didn't have the money. Her scholarship from last semester, combined with her savings, only amounted to a little over two thousand yuan, leaving her short by a thousand. She wanted to work for me for two months, asking me to pay her 1000 yuan so she could buy the computer. She said she'd help me sell books whenever she wasn't in class.
Hearing her reason, I almost laughed. My shop doesn't even earn five hundred yuan a month, and I'm paying you five hundred yuan? "Besides, if you don't have the money, you don't have to buy it. A computer isn't a necessity; it's something you can do without. Women are materialistic."
I walked up to the girl, intending to explain the situation and refuse her. As I approached her, a faint fragrance immediately captivated me. Looking closer at her face, I noticed her delicate features—a beautiful oval face, perfectly proportioned, and slender. The only flaw was her modest bust.
Suddenly, I changed my mind. I decided to help this girl. I asked her her name and some basic information. She said her name was Hong, a first-year student majoring in Chinese Language and Literature. Her roommates had all bought computers, and she wanted one too, not wanting to be looked down upon by them. I asked her how many classes she had, how many days a week she could come, and if she wanted to do part-time work. I also asked how she would spend time with her boyfriend if she did part-time work. Hong said she had ten classes a week, all in the mornings, and could come to sell books in the afternoons. It seemed she really needed this part-time job. Then, Hong shyly added, "I don't have a boyfriend yet. My family won't let me date right now, saying I'm too young." I asked her what year she was born, and Hong quickly said 1998, showing me her ID card and saying that hiring me wouldn't count as child labor, so I shouldn't worry. Actually, I didn't care about that; I was worried she was under fourteen. I thought to myself, "A beauty like you doesn't even have a boyfriend. It's such a waste to be at a teachers' college. Thinking back to my engineering university, all the 'dinosaurs' were snatched up in less than a month." I told
Hong, "Your family says you're small, mainly referring to your small breasts. Don't worry, I'll help you; I'll definitely make them bigger." I explained to Hong that I run a small shop and don't earn much each month. I definitely couldn't afford to pay you 500 yuan a month, but considering your academic achievements and scholarship, I could lend you 1000 yuan. You can pay me back later. When you're not busy, you can come help out at the shop. If you're really busy, it's okay; you see, the shop doesn't get many customers in the afternoon."
Then I lent Hong the money and gave her an IOU. She was to pay me back next semester after she received her scholarship. Hong finally bought the computer she wanted. She was still quite naive, and she would come over one afternoon each week to help out, thanking me for being such a good person. While we were together, I was constantly thinking about how to take advantage of her and how to seduce her. By the end of the semester, I had touched Hong's body quite thoroughly. I even saw her body through videos of the changing room, and I masturbated to those videos multiple times, vowing to make this girl my possession.
The next semester arrived in the blink of an eye. I learned from the school that Hong had received a second-class scholarship of 1200 yuan. She would definitely come back to pay me back after the semester started, and then we would have no relationship anymore. How could I sleep with her then? Considering her vanity in buying the computer, I figured she was a girl who couldn't hold onto money. I decided not to open the shop yet, to let her spend all the money before I went to her. Then she would naturally be my plaything.
I learned indirectly that Hong had treated her roommates to two meals before my little bookstore opened. I called Hong and asked why she hadn't been helping out at the shop. Hong stammered that she didn't know the shop was open, which was impossible; she passed by the bookstore every day on her way back to her dorm. Hearing this, I was even more overjoyed. I told Hong to come over this afternoon so we could get things done.
It was quite late when Hong finally arrived. I didn't mince words and directly took out the IOU, saying to Hong, "We agreed before. I heard you got a second-class scholarship. Congratulations! You can pay back the thousand yuan you borrowed from me last time." Hong lowered her head and stammered for a long time before I understood what she meant. Apparently, she had initially planned to pay me back after receiving the scholarship, but she couldn't contact me for a few days, and my shop wasn't open. Her roommates kept asking her to treat them, saying she was stingy for not treating them even after getting a second-class scholarship. In a fit of anger, she treated her roommates to two meals out, leaving her with only a little over a hundred yuan of her scholarship money. She simply couldn't pay me back the thousand yuan.
I told Hong, "That won't do." I was closed for a few days because I went out of town to buy goods. Now I've got them all, and I'm just waiting for you to pay me back so I can give them to the suppliers. If you don't pay me back, how am I supposed to pay for the goods?
Hong was panicked when she heard this. She knew things had gotten serious and was flustered, sweating profusely.
Seeing that Hong was completely lost, I said to her, "Why don't you borrow some money from someone else to pay me back temporarily? You can find another way to borrow later. I happen to know someone who can lend you 1000 yuan, but you have to pay him back 1500 yuan in a week." Although Hong felt this was extremely unfair, she didn't want to put me, the person who had helped her before, in a difficult position, so she reluctantly agreed. She then wrote an IOU for 1500 yuan in my shop, agreeing to pay it back next week, with a penalty of 1500 yuan per day for late payment. Actually, Hong didn't know that I was the one lending the money. This week, I pretended to call Hong to the shop every day to discuss raising money, because I was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle the pressure and would borrow money from her roommates to pay me back, which would mean all my efforts were in vain. With my help, when the repayment date arrived, Hong naturally had no money to repay me. Then I continued my charade, repeating the same trick, and asked Hong to borrow more money to pay off the debt. After a month of this, the IOUs Hong wrote to me amounted to more than 50,000 yuan, and they were still increasing rapidly.
One day, I told Hong that my friend was no longer willing to lend money, saying he was afraid she couldn't repay it. He said she had to repay all 50,000 yuan now, or he would cause trouble at the school. Hong was terrified and begged me to plead with my friend not to cause trouble at the school. She said she would agree to anything as long as she could borrow the money. I told Hong that her friend was worried she might borrow money and run away, so she needed something as collateral. But as a poor student, she didn't have anything to offer. Luckily, she was a girl, and her greatest asset was her young body. Her friend wanted nude photos and videos as payment. I told her that if she was sure, she should add this friend on QQ today and have a nude chat with him, doing as he asked. He said he had evidence of her nudity and wouldn't be afraid of her running away. After I told her this, Hong immediately squatted down, probably terrified. I didn't pay her any attention; she'd be my plaything sooner or later, and it was good for her to experience the wickedness of human nature. After squatting there for half an hour, Hong muttered something and then left the bookstore, going home.
After Hong left, I immediately started checking my new QQ account to see if she had added me. I waited until midnight, but there was no sign of her adding me. I knew Hong was still struggling, her defenses still intact, and of course I wanted to help. I called Hong and told her that her friend was angry and had driven to the school, planning to go to the principal that night to expose her situation and demand that the school call her parents to repay the money. Hong pleaded and cried, saying she was willing to meet her friend's demands immediately. She explained that there were too many roommates earlier, which was why she couldn't have a nude chat with her, but now that her roommates were asleep, she would definitely meet her friend's demands, as long as Hong didn't call the school to call her parents or continue lending her money. Hearing Hong's helpless tone and sensing her inner collapse, I happily hung up the phone. I had done a good deed again. Sure enough, Hong added me on QQ shortly after. Then, I used my QQ account to ask Hong to undress completely for a nude chat. Watching Hong undress and reveal her beautiful body, I asked her to change positions on the bed so I could fully appreciate and feel her shapely body and exquisite physique. Finally, I asked her to hold up her ID card and recite the contents of her IOU. After she complied, I let her go, but then demanded she sleep naked all night so I could admire her sleeping. The next morning, I went to my computer and opened the video I had recorded the night before. I saw that Hong had indeed slept naked all night. I knew this woman was completely captivated by me; I could have her at my whim.
In the following days, I frequently had naked chats with Hong on QQ, including having her masturbate for me and secretly filming her roommates changing clothes and showering. Even after the IOU became a nude IOU, the amount didn't decrease. By the end of the second month, Hong owed me over 300,000 yuan. I felt the time was ripe. 300,000 yuan was an astronomical sum for a naive girl like her; she wouldn't know where to get it even if she risked her life. Now, Hong is like meat on my chopping block, completely at my mercy.
One afternoon after lunch, I called Hong to my shop and told her, "I introduced you to my friend, but he can't pay you back. My friend has taken over my house, so I have to use your body to settle the debt and minimize the losses. Do you agree?" Hong nodded slightly. Since she agreed, I figured I was being too polite. I quickly stripped Hong naked. Although I had seen Hong naked a few times before, it was always in videos. Today was my first time seeing her naked in person, and I found her incredibly voluptuous and beautiful.
I first ordered Hong to give me oral sex. I sat on the bar stool in the small bookstore, watching the legs of women passing by outside, thinking that these women would eventually become someone else's playthings, while enjoying Hong's clumsy oral sex skills. Suddenly, I saw a tall, beautiful girl walk by outside. I whistled to tease her, but she only turned her head slightly and then walked away. I felt she had just utterly despised me, and I was furious. I grabbed Hong's head and forcefully thrust my penis into her mouth. Little Hong, kneeling on the ground, was oblivious to what was happening outside. Faced with my sudden acceleration, she was at a loss, and couldn't help but want to vomit. At that moment, how could I possibly cherish her? I had waited for this moment for a semester and three months. I frantically thrust into Hong's mouth, sometimes deep-throating, sometimes pounding her cheeks. Seeing this woman crying in pain beneath me, I excitedly ejaculated a mouthful of semen into her mouth. It felt as if the woman kneeling beneath me wasn't Hong, but the tall woman from before.
After torturing Hong's cherry-like mouth, I asked her if she was still a virgin. Hong said yes, she hadn't had sex with a man yet, only masturbated. I was overjoyed; today I was about to breach another young girl's virginity. I said to Hong, "I'm about to help you become a woman; shouldn't you thank me?" Hong asked me blankly how she should thank me. I told her, "Give me a full-body cleaning with your tongue." Then Hong started licking my entire body with her tongue, starting from my face, down to my chest, back, penis, anus, thighs, and feet—almost every inch of my skin. After Hong finished licking, my penis got hard again. I told Hong to close the door, then I went to the balcony and lay down. Hong's hands were on the balcony railing, her vulva exposed. I aimed my penis at Hong's cunt and said to her, "Remember this moment, you are about to become a woman. I am your first man." Hong responded with a soft "hmm," and I thrust my penis deep into Hong's vagina. Hong screamed loudly and then fainted. After Hong fainted, her hands lost their support. I also inserted my penis into Hong's vagina, my body leaning forward. As Hong's hands lost their support, I fell to the ground along with her. Women are great; they don't fall face-first, but rather with their breasts, which are higher up. After Hong fell, her breasts made intimate contact with the ground with a "thud," then contracted and bounced back several times, miraculously ensuring that Hong's face wasn't injured at all. Hong was still asleep. I lay on her back, my penis still inside her vagina. I had originally planned to carry her back to the room, but when I did, I realized that it felt good to be fucked like this. So I used her body as a mattress, lying on her back and thrusting into her. And surprisingly, using a human body as a mattress was quite enjoyable. The compression and rebound of her breasts gave her body the softness and elasticity of a mattress. After thrusting for a while, I vaguely heard Hong moaning. Then I increased my speed and thrusting force. Hong clearly couldn't take it anymore and cried out loudly, moaning and begging me to be gentler, to be more tender, that her breasts hurt so much, that this was my first time, and not to be so brutal… While continuing to pound her cunt without stopping, I told her, "Little bitch, you need to gradually get used to being abused by men. You need to slowly accept and enjoy this kind of sex." Today was your first time, which is why I didn't do anything to you. Every day after this will be ten times worse than today.
After Hong regained consciousness, I made her get up and continue to lie on the balcony. I then fucked her from behind, because this way I could fuck her deeper. I would lift Hong's left leg and thrust, then lift her right leg and thrust. During my torture, Hong would occasionally experience a full-body tremor and ejaculation. I don't know how many times Hong orgasmed today. Finally, I was too exhausted to rape Hong anymore, so we fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next afternoon, I woke up hungry, while Hong was still asleep. I continued to search the room, but couldn't find anything to fill my stomach. I only saw Hong's breasts. Because of yesterday's fall, Hong's breasts were pink, like a pair of ripe apples. I didn't care about anything else and pounced on Hong's breasts, biting and sucking her nipples. Soon, Hong's breasts lost their original color, becoming purple and black, covered with teeth marks and saliva. Of course, under such intensity, Hong had already woken up. She kept saying, "Be gentle, be gentle, don't bite, let me go..." and so on. I told Hong, "I told you yesterday, yesterday was your first time, that's why I was so gentle with you. You won't have an easy time every day from now on. Today is just the beginning. Don't think anything of it. After experiencing the days to come, you'll really miss this, miss this ease. Besides, I didn't intend to do anything to you today. I was just really hungry, it's just a basic human desire to eat something, so don't scream, just enjoy it to the fullest." After Hong's persuasion failed, she stopped nagging, but her body convulsed uncontrollably. I still had no pity. I continued to play with Hong's breasts, slapping, tapping, kneading, and pinching them. I used every method I could to ravage her two lumps of flesh. Suddenly, Hong spoke up. She said, "I'm hungry too. Let's go get something to eat." She was trying to get me away from her breasts this way, which was exactly what I expected. I said, "Don't rush, let me eat first, I'll make sure you're full later." I think Hong must have regretted saying she was hungry, because for the next few hours, she was being assaulted by a man, her mouth was numb from being fucked, and the semen she swallowed made her nauseous. From then on, Hong never said she was hungry to me again.
After I finished, I asked Hong to go out to eat with me. I knew she wouldn't be able to eat anything, but I was genuinely hungry. If I didn't eat enough, I wouldn't have the energy to continue taking advantage of her. Hong didn't dare resist. I made her put on my shirt, leaving her naked from the waist down, as my shirt was big enough to cover her buttocks. Then I inserted an electric vibrator into Hong's vagina, and then I pulled her out the door. As I walked with Hong, she walked slowly, her head down, using her hair to cover her face, as if afraid her classmates would recognize her. I didn't stop her; after all, everyone has privacy, and I couldn't force her. We should respect and understand each other, and cherish and care for our friends. Besides, the longer she was undressed, the stronger the stimulation to her genitals became. Since she wasn't in a hurry, I wasn't in a hurry either.
We arrived at a buffet restaurant, and I started eating. I took all meat, including beef, lamb, and dried mushrooms. Hong said she didn't want to eat anything, so I gave her some vegetables like cucumbers, yams, and lotus root. Halfway through my meal, I suddenly noticed Hong, her legs clenched tightly together, her face flushed red. She looked like she was about to climax, but was also very ashamed and unwilling to be there. I told Hong, "Don't force yourself. Just let it all out when you feel good. You're strong, but your body is honest; you can't hold on. I won't turn off the fleas or remove them until you lose your virginity here today." Hearing this, Hong felt much relieved and then climaxed. After Hong's climax, I told her, "Go wait in the toilet over there. I'll eat a little longer and then come back to feed you." Hong obediently went. After finishing the meat on the table, I took the cucumber, yam, and lotus root I had brought for Hong to the toilet. When I got there, Hong was crying softly inside. I went over and said to her, "Don't cry. I'll take good care of you; I won't hurt you. Your other playmates will treat you well too." After saying that, I ignored Hong's cries and directly inserted the yam I brought into her lips, the lotus root I brought into her vagina, and the cucumber I brought into her anus. Sure enough, with the care and love of her new friend, Hong stopped crying and started moaning. After my intense activity, Hong soon lost control of her bladder and bowels. I ordered Hong to eat all the fresh vegetables. Hong reluctantly ate the yam and lotus root, but refused to eat the cucumber. I had a way to deal with her, of course. I told Hong to lie down, and then I inserted my penis into her mouth. I had just finished eating and was feeling quite full, and I was about to urinate, so I urinated directly into Hong's mouth and ordered her to swallow it all. I told Hong, "If you don't eat that cucumber today, from today onwards, I will mix my feces into your food every day and make you eat it." Hong knew I meant what I said, and she immediately started eating the cucumber frantically, as if afraid I would take it from her.
For the next few weeks, I began my insane training of Hong. She basically didn't attend classes. Whether it was her dorm or her classroom, everywhere became a training ground for her—sometimes exciting, sometimes surprising, sometimes frightening, and sometimes unbelievable. Hong's biggest task and job every day was to have sex with me and accept my training. During this time, Hong's small breasts had grown from a B cup to at least a D cup. I also fulfilled my promise to her; her family would never say she was too young again. Now, if I say I'm hungry, she'll offer her breasts to my mouth, letting me torture her. If I say my penis is dirty, Hong will immediately kneel down and give me oral sex, cleaning my genitals. If I say I want to fuck her, she'll immediately spread her legs, letting me ride her inside. If I say I want to fuck her anus, Hong will immediately lie down, letting me crawl inside her. Now, Hong is no longer the simple female college student looking for part-time work; she's my sex slave.
And in the last two years, I don't know what's happened—has society changed, or are we just falling behind the times? College girls these days are becoming increasingly materialistic and vain. In just the last few days, I've encountered about ten girls inquiring about part-time jobs, all wanting to buy cosmetics, jewelry, phones, participate in activities, and so on—various reasons. Too lazy to bother, I selected a few of the prettier ones and directly asked if they were willing to take out a nude loan. Surprisingly, only one of the five I asked refused; the rest immediately stripped down in my shop, saying they'd take as many photos as they wanted, and if I lent them the money, they'd even have sex with me right now. I was stunned, thinking back to my experience recruiting girls online—how much time and effort it took. Of course, for sustainable development and to keep my interest alive, I actively helped four more girls and had them sign nude loan agreements. I've planned it out: I'll have sex with one on my birthday this year, another during National Day, another on New Year's Day, and one during the Spring Festival. By the time school starts next year, I can rotate between them every day from Monday to Friday. Of course, this is all just a plan. The outcome will only be known after the deadline. What we need to do now is use Xiaohong's resources wisely, preventing her from being abused excessively; damage would be a huge loss.
After a semester of cultivation, Hong has transformed from a goddess into a lustful woman. I've devised a plan to protect Xiaohong: Mondays are for playing with her red lips, Tuesdays for her breasts, Wednesdays for her cunt, Thursdays for her anus, and Fridays for whatever. Weekends are for rest, allowing her to secretly film her roommates and scout out new "goods" to rescue her.
After half a year of training, my little bookstore has become famous. Many single men and long-distance relationships with teachers...professors come to patronize Hong's business, helping her quickly pay off her loans.
Of course, business is usually best on Mondays and Wednesdays, with Fridays being the busiest.
Several of Xiaohong's teachers have come to have sex with her, knowing she's truly remarkable, a strong woman, and a woman who doesn't yield to men. Most importantly, I didn't charge them for her services and promised them that she's everyone's Xiaohong; they can come anytime they want, all for free. When the next semester started, I saw on the honor roll that Xiaohong had won a first-class scholarship of 1600 yuan. I was happy and proud of Xiaohong.
This semester, I also need to train Xiaoli, Xiaojuan, Xiaowang, and Xiaoyan. Right now, they are only at the stage where they can give me oral sex and vaginal sex, which is of course not enough. This is not my goal. I also want to train them to become members of my little shop, just like Xiaohong. Now I basically have no time to manage the little shop. I have completely handed it over to Xiaohong. Xiaohong is both the manager of the little shop and a small commodity in the little shop. Of course, this is all for a specific group of people. This month, when I went to settle my bill with Xiaohong, I found that the prostitution fee was several thousand yuan less. I asked Hong, and she said, "You promised, right? They come over for free." I understood, but they have been coming over to fuck her too frequently. It has taken up half of her money. Hong said that the first-class scholarship they gave her had already been used up by fucking. Now it is all forced by the tyrant. "How about charging from now on?" I said, "Forget it. A person should keep their word. You have to do what you say. It's the same whether you're fucked by someone else or by them. Besides, they're all middle-aged men. With your skills, you'll make them surrender in three minutes anyway. And this first-class scholarship is an honor, not just about the amount of money. You see, you're making money lying in bed every day, but your parents get a notification every semester that you won the first-class scholarship at school. They're so proud of you." Hong said to me while being penetrated, "That makes sense. I'll listen to you then. You're more thoughtful than me."
Actually, Hong had no idea of my troubles! Now Hong was already fucked to a pulp. Anyway, she would masturbate even if she wasn't being penetrated. Using her rotten pussy to do someone a favor was really a good deal.
One day, a rich second-generation heir saw Xiaohong being raped and fell in love with her, but he wasn't attracted to her as a person; he was attracted to her large breasts. He then took Xiaohong from me. This rich second-generation heir was a pervert; he only liked Xiaohong's large breasts and wanted to drink her milk. He then spent a lot of money hiring his thugs, brothers, and bodyguards to take turns torturing, raping, and gang-raping Xiaohong. After half a month of relentless torture, Xiaohong finally discovered she was pregnant. Then I sold Xiaohong to the rich second-generation heir for a reasonable price. Under his management and care, Xiaohong smoothly became his milk bottle and beverage. Every morning and evening, men would come to squeeze Xiaohong's milk. If they couldn't squeeze out a bowlful, they would whip her vagina, forcing her to express the milk herself. Xiaohong was in unbearable pain; what she squeezed out was half milk and half blood. During the rich second-generation heir's classes, Xiaohong was also forced to be consumed as a beverage. The rich second-generation heir showed no mercy in sucking Xiaohong's breasts. Whenever he sensed the milk was gone, he would order his men to ravage her large breasts. After ten or so large hands kneaded them for over ten minutes, Xiaohong's breasts deflated like squashed balloons, starting to ooze white milk. The rich second-generation heir would then continue sucking until Xiaohong's deflated balloons could no longer produce milk. After a week of this, Xiaohong had absolutely no milk left, so she had to buy fake breast milk, bribing the bodyguards who collected it with everything she had. However, her good fortune didn't last long; the rich second-generation heir discovered Xiaohong's cleverness. He directly handed Xiaohong over to his thugs, saying that as long as she wasn't killed, they could do whatever they wanted after a month, but if he still found her to be a normal girl after a month, he would cut off all their penises.
Following the rich kid's orders, over a hundred thugs didn't give Xiao Li a single second of rest for a month. Her three orifices were constantly being penetrated and violated. Those who weren't being violated masturbated, collecting their semen to feed to Xiao Hong daily. A month later, the rich kid had Xiao Hong returned to me. I found her completely different from the Xiao Hong I knew; she was clearly insane. Not a single patch of skin on her body was intact; her vagina, anus, and mouth were a bloody mess, swollen like a bun. Xiao Hong kept babbling incoherently. The rich kid's men said Xiao Hong went insane after ten days and was then violated for another twenty days before being returned. I didn't care; the rich kid had spent enough money, I could buy several more like her. I originally planned to wash Xiao Hong and kick her out, but then I realized she was faking it, so I kept her. After all, she was still a slut. One day I asked Xiaohong, "The rich kid said you went crazy in the past ten days. Who was fucking you after that?" Xiaohong said, "Those people are inhuman. To satisfy the rich kid's demands, they wanted to drive me crazy. Then they started arranging for dogs and sheep to fuck me. To reduce the pain, I started pretending to be crazy. For the next twenty days, it was basically a bunch of beasts gang-raping me. My three holes were fucked by three different animals every day. I really remembered what you said when you first fucked me. I really miss the first time you took my virginity. I felt so relaxed then." I smiled after listening. Xiaohong continued, "The first day I came back, to determine if I was really crazy or faking it, they arranged for three people to whip my body with leather whips. Every part of my body was whipped at least ten times. I was just pretending to be crazy. Later, they got tired of beating me and believed I was really crazy."
So, this woman had nowhere to go but to eke out a living in my little shop, left to fend for herself.
With the financial support of the rich second generation, my small shop has grown bigger and bigger. Now, I have four beautiful women working there: Xiao Li, Xiao Juan, Xiao Wang, and Xiao Yan. Business is booming, and customers are constantly coming and going. This has forced me to hire two female college students as cashiers.
Looking at the accounts that the female college students submit every month, I feel that although I haven't become a rich second generation, I can strive to become a self-made millionaire.

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