Working at a convenience store becomes a temporary slave

On a weekend morning,
the sunlight streamed into my small room right on time.
The alarm clock, as expected, let me rest.
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 more 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 quickly return to the warmth of my room.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I saw A-Ying.
I was stunned for a moment, while
A-Ying stared... He stared at my
genitals for a while before pointing and saying,
"You've been seen..."
I quickly pulled down my clothes to cover myself
and pushed him away, running back to my 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 really care about
being seen while dressed inappropriately. It's happened several times
already. Actually, I was already quite 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 or not at all at home.
When we watch TV, they come over and hug me
, constantly touching my breasts and fiddling with me. It's common for him to use his genitals on me.
Occasionally, after dinner, he'll make me perform oral sex
and then ejaculate on me before making me shower.
At first, I hated this feeling of being treated like a toy. But
gradually, I became less resistant,
probably because my body got used to it,
and I even became addicted to it.
However, after moving out,
habits aren't something you can just change.
Before, when I lived at my aunt's house,
I was scolded several times for dressing too casually and running around the house.
Although once my cousin deliberately made me naked, he had sex with me in the living room and then left me there
before rushing back to join the army. He happened to return shortly afterward. My aunt caught
me lying to her, saying I was going to do laundry and would wash myself too,
and of course I still got scolded…
In the short two or three months since I moved out,
I've known there are other people living under the same roof,
so I'm always extra careful.
Before leaving my room, I always listen to see if anyone's outside and
check the time to see if it's when Ah Ying is working.
But she still unexpectedly shows up in front of me.
The most common thing is that she gets up and leaves the room wearing only a shirt
, or after washing clothes in the bathroom, her wet t-shirt is so wet it's almost transparent
and clings to her breasts, making it look like she's shirtless. She just walks to the balcony to wring out the clothes…
And another time…
I forgot to bring a change of clothes while showering and ran back to my room naked
to get some, only to bump into him just as he was leaving for work.
When I went to the bathroom, I was only wearing a t-shirt and ran out of the room,
and he saw 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 oblivious…
I stayed in bed for a bit…
then remembered that some seniors from the film club were going to help with rehearsals today,
but the appointment was at 1 PM.
I guess they don't want to get up so early on the weekend.
So… what should I do in the morning?
My stomach started to feel hungry… so
I went to… I'll go check out the convenience store to see what they have to eat...
I'm wearing a loose white shirt and
a slightly long gray skirt
, but since I don't have time to go home to get winter clothes,
I'm just wearing my school jacket . As for
underwear...
I figured since I'm wearing a jacket and the skirt isn't that short,
I wouldn't wear anything.
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...
I always have to walk all the way to the school to find breakfast,
and on this weekend morning, the streets feel especially deserted.
Luckily, there's a convenience store nearby where I can buy something to eat
. *ding* With a "thump," I went inside.
The somewhat annoying mustachioed shopkeeper was standing behind the counter, looking at the 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 mustachioed shopkeeper wasn't a very friendly person
; if another convenience store opened nearby, he'd definitely close it
. I walked over to the rice ball section, wondering what to eat.
The mustachioed shopkeeper then went to the refrigerator and started organizing the drinks.
I figured I wasn't that hungry anyway. The mustachioed shopkeeper walked away again,
so I went to the magazine section, picked up a magazine, and started reading. I got up,
and although there weren't many magazines to read, it was still enough to kill some time.
I'd only
flipped through a few pages when I noticed the mustachioed shopkeeper staring at me through the large mirror on top of the refrigerator. He flipped through a few more pages, making me feel a little uneasy.
I bought some rice balls and left.
Just as I was putting the magazine back on the shelf,
the mustachioed shopkeeper called out from behind, "Hey!"
The sudden voice 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.
The mustachioed shopkeeper yelled, "Ah! What are you doing?!"
Han stammered, "I...I didn't mean to..."
I panicked and quickly knelt down to pick up the magazine.
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "What if the books get dirty and can't be sold? You'll have to pay for them!"
Han: "Huh?!?!~"
Looking at the magazines and books on the ground, which must have cost over a thousand dollars ,
Han: "But...but...they're not that dirty...they just...fell on the ground..."
Although it really was just some dust, the magazines were made of very thin paper,
and some of them had folded when they fell to the ground.
In my frantic attempt to tidy them up, I accidentally tore off the magazine covers...
The mustachioed shopkeeper was staring at me angrily...
Han: "But...but...I...don't have that much money with me...what should I do..."
I didn't dare look at him, and just kept looking down at the books on the ground...
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Here's what we'll do..." "Help me out at the shop, consider it my part-time job as compensation."
Han: "Part-time job?...How long?"
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "One hour...no...two hours."
I figured I didn't have the right to refuse, so I agreed.
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 floor 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 jacket. After
finishing tidying up the books, I was covered in sweat...
I walked to a corner of the shop, where the mustachioed shopkeeper was waiting for me outside the warehouse.
He gestured for me to follow him inside.
The warehouse was full of goods—food, household items—almost everything the shop sold was there.
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Come on—put all these..." "Take it outside and display it~"
He pointed to the boxes of instant noodles piled up next to him and explained how to arrange them...
The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "What's wrong? You're sweating just from tidying up the books
. There's air conditioning in the shop, you don't need to wear a coat."
Because I really felt hot, I had no choice but to take off my coat and put it on the table next to me.
After all, it was a winter coat, 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 came to my senses, and my sweaty white shirt clung tightly to my chest.
Not wearing a bra made my nipples clearly visible, and my breast pockets were slightly protruding...
Seeing the mustachioed shopkeeper's lecherous look, I quickly covered my chest with my hands,
although I briefly wanted to take off my coat... I put it back on, but…
the mustachioed shopkeeper said, “Alright, alright~ hurry up and take the instant noodles out and put them on display~” with a sly grin on his face…
Because it was so hot and I was being chased out, I had no choice but to give up…
Luckily, there were no customers in the shop, otherwise my appearance would have been quite conspicuous…
But the worst part was that the mustachioed shopkeeper kept following me around.
Because I had to work, I couldn’t keep covering my chest,
so he had to keep watching my almost half-naked chest as I ran around…
This happened two or three times. When I went back to the warehouse to get something
, I found that the item I needed was on a very high shelf.
I looked around but couldn’t find anything to elevate myself,
so I had to stand on tiptoe and try to reach it a little bit… I struggled like this for 5 minutes… =
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "What's wrong? Why are you taking so long to get something?"
Han: "I...I can't reach it...it's too high." I was still trying to reach for the item on the shelf...
At this moment, the mustachioed shopkeeper 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.
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Ah, can't you reach a little further?"
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 lifted my body, my feet almost leaving the ground...
I felt like my hand was about to be torn off, just then my hand touched the item I was trying to get.
I quickly grabbed the things ,
Han: "I got them! Let go~ Let go~"
I was almost crying, and the things I took 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 away... it's so uncomfortable being pressed down on me..."
Before I could finish speaking, my breasts were grabbed tightly from behind,
and then my nipples were pinched and roughly rubbed.
Han: "Ahhh!! What... what are you doing???!!!"
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "You're not helping at all, I think I'll find another way to pay for your work..."
The mustachioed shopkeeper spoke very quickly, and seemed to be getting more and more excited.
Han: "No~ no~ let go..." "Open me up!"
I was pinned against the shelf, my wrists still red and throbbing from being grabbed, so I couldn't push him away.
He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, then reached his left hand inside the collar and grabbed my breasts forcefully.
Han: "Ah...no..."
The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Oh...your nipples are hard...I think you actually want them too, don't you?
You have such a cute and delicate 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
even 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 shopkeeper reached out
and pulled at my skirt,
which barely reached my knees, and quickly lifted it up to my waist. He
then touched my waist and realized 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? Oh,
by the way, judging from your coat, you're from that high school nearby, right? You
must be very popular with the boys there. Looking at your slutty appearance,
you must have been slept with by all the boys in your class. Do you
go to school without underwear every day and often get gang-raped? Hahaha!
I bet you can even pass exams by sleeping with the teacher!
The thought of you being raped in the bathroom in your uniform gets me more and more excited!!!”
Han: "I didn't... ah... ah... I... I... it's not like this... ah..."
Two fingers had already been inserted into her vagina, and the stimulation of her breasts hadn't stopped.
But unexpectedly, compared to this caressing, his lewd words
also excited me immensely.
I even imagined what it would be like to be gang-raped by the boys in my class in the school bathroom.
My genitals were already soaking wet...
Han: "Ah... stop... stop... ah..."
Although she said she didn't want to, she couldn't stop moaning. Her
hands had long since given up on pushing him away; she just grabbed the shelf,
barely... I managed to support myself...
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, manipulating my labia majora.
Suddenly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back, causing me to lose my balance. Luckily, I
managed to stay upright by clinging to the shelf.
Then I heard the mustachioed shopkeeper unbuckle his belt.
My mind went almost blank. My legs were spread apart, and I could barely stand.
My vagina seemed to be yearning for something...
My vaginal fluids were already overflowing and 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 somewhat unwilling and angry expression.
Because my body was very hot, and my white shirt was soaked, I simply grabbed my coat and
walked out of the warehouse without wearing it.
The soaked shirt was almost transparent, and my breasts were completely exposed.
I deliberately lingered in front of the counter for a while.
The old man who came to buy cigarettes and newspapers stared in disbelief, his mouth almost watering. ~
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 time 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 leaving willingly~
But that old man seemed to have suffered a great shock...
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 vaginal fluid, and
I would occasionally hide by the roadside to wipe my genitals and thighs with tissues.
In the end, I really couldn't do it anymore~ so I had to go back to the dormitory to take a shower first...
otherwise, if I went to school to see the upperclassmen like this
, I would really be gang-raped...
Thinking of this... my face unconsciously turned red~ my genitals became even wetter...

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