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Susans Crazy Arrest (FF/F) (vote story)
I thought about D at first but in the end i'm gonna agree and say A
Great that you're still curious, @Janbound
A wins
Chapter 197
Janbound frantically looked around for a way out after her gag was removed - but there wasn't one! With a deep sigh, she finally gave in. "Fine! Doesn't look like I have a choice anyway! Untie me and give me a sponge or something, and a broom! The faster I start cleaning, the faster I'll be rid of you! - And..." She fidgeted with her hands, still locked in the pillory. "...this stupid thing too! And this stupid shop too! Come to think of it, it's brought me nothing but trouble!" She spat angrily on the floor.
JulieG shrugged. "One more thing you have to clean up later! Then come back to your... er, I mean MY office, of course, so we can draw up your new employment contract. And then you start cleaning immediately!"
The connecting chain of the leg irons around Janbound's bare ankles dragged loudly across the floor with every step. This only intensified Janbound's sense of humiliation. She didn't feel like an employee, but more like a slave!
Arriving in her now former office, Janbound had to stand back so that she was facing the door, meaning she had JulieG, who was sitting at her computer, behind her. Of course, JulieG had locked the door - escape was out of the question! Especially since Janbound, wearing the rigid fiddle and leg irons, wouldn't have gotten far anyway. And Janbound knew that, too - which is why she stood still, her mind racing!
Only the rapid typing of the computer broke the silence. Both Janbound's curiosity and fear grew with every keystroke. What would happen next?
After what felt like an eternity, Janbound finally heard the printer rattle. JulieG stood up, took the contract from the printer, and read it word for word to Janbound. At some point, Janbound lost track of the "60-hour work week," "The employee is responsible for any damage," "Workwear allowance," "Contractual penalty for wearing shoes and/or socks," and similar phrases that were rather disadvantageous to her and sometimes even illegal. Overwhelmed and tired, she was willing to sign anything without exception.
But JulieG apparently wanted to play it safe - out of nowhere, she began tickling her future cleaning lady under the armpits. Janbound's hands, secured by the Rigid Fiddle, effectively prevented Janbound from pressing her upper arms against her armpits to deny JulieG's fingers access. JulieG asked several times - without stopping tickling her cleaning lady's armpits for even a second - if Janbound would finally sign the contract. Janbound's "YES!" was always drowned out by her loud laughter.
Only when Janbound was on the verge of fainting did JulieG stop. Janbound tried to normalize her pulse and breathing. But to her astonishment, JulieG still wouldn't take the Rigid Fiddle from her. How was Janbound supposed to sign her contract like that?
A) Janbound has to put the pen between her teeth.
B) Janbound has to put the pen between her toes.
C) Janbound signs with her footprint.
D) JulieG signs in Janbound's place.
A wins
Chapter 197
Janbound frantically looked around for a way out after her gag was removed - but there wasn't one! With a deep sigh, she finally gave in. "Fine! Doesn't look like I have a choice anyway! Untie me and give me a sponge or something, and a broom! The faster I start cleaning, the faster I'll be rid of you! - And..." She fidgeted with her hands, still locked in the pillory. "...this stupid thing too! And this stupid shop too! Come to think of it, it's brought me nothing but trouble!" She spat angrily on the floor.
JulieG shrugged. "One more thing you have to clean up later! Then come back to your... er, I mean MY office, of course, so we can draw up your new employment contract. And then you start cleaning immediately!"
The connecting chain of the leg irons around Janbound's bare ankles dragged loudly across the floor with every step. This only intensified Janbound's sense of humiliation. She didn't feel like an employee, but more like a slave!
Arriving in her now former office, Janbound had to stand back so that she was facing the door, meaning she had JulieG, who was sitting at her computer, behind her. Of course, JulieG had locked the door - escape was out of the question! Especially since Janbound, wearing the rigid fiddle and leg irons, wouldn't have gotten far anyway. And Janbound knew that, too - which is why she stood still, her mind racing!
Only the rapid typing of the computer broke the silence. Both Janbound's curiosity and fear grew with every keystroke. What would happen next?
After what felt like an eternity, Janbound finally heard the printer rattle. JulieG stood up, took the contract from the printer, and read it word for word to Janbound. At some point, Janbound lost track of the "60-hour work week," "The employee is responsible for any damage," "Workwear allowance," "Contractual penalty for wearing shoes and/or socks," and similar phrases that were rather disadvantageous to her and sometimes even illegal. Overwhelmed and tired, she was willing to sign anything without exception.
But JulieG apparently wanted to play it safe - out of nowhere, she began tickling her future cleaning lady under the armpits. Janbound's hands, secured by the Rigid Fiddle, effectively prevented Janbound from pressing her upper arms against her armpits to deny JulieG's fingers access. JulieG asked several times - without stopping tickling her cleaning lady's armpits for even a second - if Janbound would finally sign the contract. Janbound's "YES!" was always drowned out by her loud laughter.
Only when Janbound was on the verge of fainting did JulieG stop. Janbound tried to normalize her pulse and breathing. But to her astonishment, JulieG still wouldn't take the Rigid Fiddle from her. How was Janbound supposed to sign her contract like that?
A) Janbound has to put the pen between her teeth.
B) Janbound has to put the pen between her toes.
C) Janbound signs with her footprint.
D) JulieG signs in Janbound's place.
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B and C win
Chapter 198
Before JulieG had her new cleaning lady sign the contract, she went over it with her again:
"Let me briefly explain my calculations: We open at 9:00 a.m.! We close at 6:00 p.m. Since the store has to be spotless by the time we open, and your experience as a cleaning professional is rather limited, I would say that you should be at the store by... 5:30 a.m. at the latest to change and do a basic cleaning! During store opening hours, you must also always be available to take on short-term cleaning jobs or serve as a 'model.' You can take your 10-minute lunch break at your own discretion, as long as there are few or no customers in the store. After the store closes at 6:00 p.m., please wait until I have settled the cash register—I will hold you responsible for any shortfalls! And after that, of course, another cleaning is necessary before you can go to your well-earned evening off!"
Janbound hadn't even heard the last sentence properly - her head was already spinning from all the numbers. But she'd have to prepare for very short nights, that much she'd gathered - no comparison to her previous position as boss, where she could afford to arrive at the office only at lunchtime.
Her salary would also be significantly lower in the future - in keeping with her new position and experience! A trainee's salary, after all! But as I said - Janbound was tired, her head was spinning from all the numbers! Her resistance was completely broken! She just wanted to sign and then go to bed!
Julie G placed the contract in duplicate and the pen on the table in front of Janbound. Janbound looked at her new boss with wide eyes. "Uh - hello! Haven't you forgotten something, JulieG?" As she did so, she demonstratively fidgeted with her hands, which were locked in the Rigid Fiddle.
JulieG looked at her new cleaning lady with wide eyes – and then slapped her hand on her forehead. "Of course – silly me! Thanks for the reminder!" But instead of unlocking the Rigid Fiddle, JulieG pressed a ball gag between Janbound's teeth! "Hmmmpf????"
"Don't act so surprised, Janbound! I just want to help you save money! After all, any criticism of your boss will result in a fine – it's in the contract!" An indignant "Hmmmmmpfmm!" was all Janbound could manage!
Since JulieG made no further attempt to unlock the Rigid Fiddle, Janbound finally put the pen between her toes. After a few attempts, her toes managed to wedge the pen and 'put something on paper' – let's call it that! She even managed to keep her balance! JulieG took the contract and laughed: "What is THAT supposed to be? A ball of string?" "HMMMPFM!" Janbound exclaimed indignantly—she was extremely proud of her work, given the circumstances.
But all her begging was to no avail: JulieG wouldn't accept the scribble as a legally valid signature! "But I have another idea, Janbound! Sit down on the floor!" Janbound needed a few attempts, as she couldn't support herself with her arms because of the Rigid Fiddle, but finally managed it with JulieG's help. With a mixture of curiosity and panic, she sat there and waited.
JulieG briefly left the room and returned with an orange bucket. As she opened it, the smell of fresh paint filled Janbound's nose. But before she could think about it any further, JulieG had already grabbed her bare feet and pulled them towards her. Janbound's expression changed from surprise to sheer panic—but he couldn't prevent Janbound's entire soles from being painted with the paint—a very ticklish and sticky experience!
When finally every last scrap of foot skin was painted green, Janbound's dripping soles were pressed onto two separate sheets of paper—one for the left and one for the right foot! JulieG pinned the sheets to the back of the signed contract and said, "I accept your footprints as your signature, Janbound! But sit still for an hour until your soles are dry! Otherwise, you'll have even more work to do! And heaven forbid I find paint on the floor!"
Because of the RigidFiddle and her raised feet, Janbound's entire weight was resting on her bottom—a very uncomfortable position! This meant she couldn't think about cleaning for the time being.
Can Janbound keep her feet in the air and the floor dry?
A) Yes, she lasts the full hour.
B) No, but JulieG was lying—the paint dried much faster than JulieG had claimed.
C) No—she is able to hold her feet up, but small splashes of paint decorate the floor.
D) No - thick colored footprints decorate the floor.
Chapter 198
Before JulieG had her new cleaning lady sign the contract, she went over it with her again:
"Let me briefly explain my calculations: We open at 9:00 a.m.! We close at 6:00 p.m. Since the store has to be spotless by the time we open, and your experience as a cleaning professional is rather limited, I would say that you should be at the store by... 5:30 a.m. at the latest to change and do a basic cleaning! During store opening hours, you must also always be available to take on short-term cleaning jobs or serve as a 'model.' You can take your 10-minute lunch break at your own discretion, as long as there are few or no customers in the store. After the store closes at 6:00 p.m., please wait until I have settled the cash register—I will hold you responsible for any shortfalls! And after that, of course, another cleaning is necessary before you can go to your well-earned evening off!"
Janbound hadn't even heard the last sentence properly - her head was already spinning from all the numbers. But she'd have to prepare for very short nights, that much she'd gathered - no comparison to her previous position as boss, where she could afford to arrive at the office only at lunchtime.
Her salary would also be significantly lower in the future - in keeping with her new position and experience! A trainee's salary, after all! But as I said - Janbound was tired, her head was spinning from all the numbers! Her resistance was completely broken! She just wanted to sign and then go to bed!
Julie G placed the contract in duplicate and the pen on the table in front of Janbound. Janbound looked at her new boss with wide eyes. "Uh - hello! Haven't you forgotten something, JulieG?" As she did so, she demonstratively fidgeted with her hands, which were locked in the Rigid Fiddle.
JulieG looked at her new cleaning lady with wide eyes – and then slapped her hand on her forehead. "Of course – silly me! Thanks for the reminder!" But instead of unlocking the Rigid Fiddle, JulieG pressed a ball gag between Janbound's teeth! "Hmmmpf????"
"Don't act so surprised, Janbound! I just want to help you save money! After all, any criticism of your boss will result in a fine – it's in the contract!" An indignant "Hmmmmmpfmm!" was all Janbound could manage!
Since JulieG made no further attempt to unlock the Rigid Fiddle, Janbound finally put the pen between her toes. After a few attempts, her toes managed to wedge the pen and 'put something on paper' – let's call it that! She even managed to keep her balance! JulieG took the contract and laughed: "What is THAT supposed to be? A ball of string?" "HMMMPFM!" Janbound exclaimed indignantly—she was extremely proud of her work, given the circumstances.
But all her begging was to no avail: JulieG wouldn't accept the scribble as a legally valid signature! "But I have another idea, Janbound! Sit down on the floor!" Janbound needed a few attempts, as she couldn't support herself with her arms because of the Rigid Fiddle, but finally managed it with JulieG's help. With a mixture of curiosity and panic, she sat there and waited.
JulieG briefly left the room and returned with an orange bucket. As she opened it, the smell of fresh paint filled Janbound's nose. But before she could think about it any further, JulieG had already grabbed her bare feet and pulled them towards her. Janbound's expression changed from surprise to sheer panic—but he couldn't prevent Janbound's entire soles from being painted with the paint—a very ticklish and sticky experience!
When finally every last scrap of foot skin was painted green, Janbound's dripping soles were pressed onto two separate sheets of paper—one for the left and one for the right foot! JulieG pinned the sheets to the back of the signed contract and said, "I accept your footprints as your signature, Janbound! But sit still for an hour until your soles are dry! Otherwise, you'll have even more work to do! And heaven forbid I find paint on the floor!"
Because of the RigidFiddle and her raised feet, Janbound's entire weight was resting on her bottom—a very uncomfortable position! This meant she couldn't think about cleaning for the time being.
Can Janbound keep her feet in the air and the floor dry?
A) Yes, she lasts the full hour.
B) No, but JulieG was lying—the paint dried much faster than JulieG had claimed.
C) No—she is able to hold her feet up, but small splashes of paint decorate the floor.
D) No - thick colored footprints decorate the floor.
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Chapter 199
Janbound didn't dare move. Her entire body glistened with sweat. Her teeth clenched the rubber of the ball gag. The red ball in her mouth tasted unpleasantly of rubber—since it was her first time using it. Furthermore, it prevented any noticeable noises quite effectively, as the former shop owner quickly discovered.
But Janbound could certainly live with the aforementioned—much worse were the long strands of saliva that constantly ran down the gag and were already forming a clearly visible puddle on the floor. Janbound's face glowed at least as red as the ball between her teeth. The last time she had drooled like that had been as a baby—and she had always thought the next time would be as an old woman! Alas, wrong!
But Janbound had little time to be ashamed—after all, she had to put all her strength into her leg and foot muscles. And that was getting increasingly difficult: She no longer knew which muscles and tendons burned the least – those in her feet? Or those in her lower legs? Or those in her hips? And the stupid paint on the soles of her feet just wouldn't dry. So she had no choice but to continue tensing her muscles to lie as still as possible! By now, water was pouring not only from her mouth, but also from her eyes – and from every pore.
And then, in this already incredibly awkward moment, she wasn't even alone, but...
"Well, my little one – are you dreaming? I totally understand! You must really love this position!" JulieG's sudden voice only disrupted Janbound's concentration for a millisecond – but that was long enough for gravity to take over and leave two distinct colored footprints on the floor. JulieG started ranting: "You pig! You can't even do such a simple task! You clean all that up again—including your drool! How old are you, anyway? One year? Or ninety-one?"
She had noticed! Janbound would have loved to sink into the ground with shame! JulieG continued: "You clean all that up again! But first, I'll show you what happens to disobedient employees!" Eyes wide with shock, Janbound noticed JulieG stopping in front of the shelf with the spanking items!
How is Janbound's bottom spanked?
A) With a whip, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
B) With a whip, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
C) With a whip, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
D) With a cane, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
E) With a cane, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
F) With a cane, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
G) With a bare hand, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
H) With a bare hand, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
I) With a bare hand, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
J) Not at all - JulieG is just bluffing.
Chapter 199
Janbound didn't dare move. Her entire body glistened with sweat. Her teeth clenched the rubber of the ball gag. The red ball in her mouth tasted unpleasantly of rubber—since it was her first time using it. Furthermore, it prevented any noticeable noises quite effectively, as the former shop owner quickly discovered.
But Janbound could certainly live with the aforementioned—much worse were the long strands of saliva that constantly ran down the gag and were already forming a clearly visible puddle on the floor. Janbound's face glowed at least as red as the ball between her teeth. The last time she had drooled like that had been as a baby—and she had always thought the next time would be as an old woman! Alas, wrong!
But Janbound had little time to be ashamed—after all, she had to put all her strength into her leg and foot muscles. And that was getting increasingly difficult: She no longer knew which muscles and tendons burned the least – those in her feet? Or those in her lower legs? Or those in her hips? And the stupid paint on the soles of her feet just wouldn't dry. So she had no choice but to continue tensing her muscles to lie as still as possible! By now, water was pouring not only from her mouth, but also from her eyes – and from every pore.
And then, in this already incredibly awkward moment, she wasn't even alone, but...
"Well, my little one – are you dreaming? I totally understand! You must really love this position!" JulieG's sudden voice only disrupted Janbound's concentration for a millisecond – but that was long enough for gravity to take over and leave two distinct colored footprints on the floor. JulieG started ranting: "You pig! You can't even do such a simple task! You clean all that up again—including your drool! How old are you, anyway? One year? Or ninety-one?"
She had noticed! Janbound would have loved to sink into the ground with shame! JulieG continued: "You clean all that up again! But first, I'll show you what happens to disobedient employees!" Eyes wide with shock, Janbound noticed JulieG stopping in front of the shelf with the spanking items!
How is Janbound's bottom spanked?
A) With a whip, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
B) With a whip, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
C) With a whip, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
D) With a cane, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
E) With a cane, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
F) With a cane, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
G) With a bare hand, while Janbound's dress covers her bottom.
H) With a bare hand, while Janbound's panties cover her bottom.
I) With a bare hand, while Janbound's bottom is bare.
J) Not at all - JulieG is just bluffing.
I. I want Julie’s hand on my bare bottom, skin to skin
I Wins
Chapter 200
Before she knew it, Janbound was lying on the floor. Unable to support herself with her hands bound in front of her in the Rigid Fiddle, her elbows and knees hit the parquet floor quite painfully. She gritted her teeth and barely managed to suppress a cry of pain.
But when she saw JulieG taking a closer look at the individual canes, paddles, and whips, she suddenly forgot about the pain, and dollar signs flashed in her eyes! She tried to steer JulieG toward the most expensive of the percussion instruments by making noises, until JulieG lost her patience. "Shut up, cleaning lady!" she said, kneeling on Janbound's thigh. Far too surprised to resist, Janbound felt a tug on her pants—and suddenly her bottom was exposed. When JulieG noticed the blush of shame on her victim's face, she said, "Nobody knows anything about these stupid articles! But I don't need it! And now your bright red head has some color competition!"
Janbound's attempt to decipher the meaning of JulieG's last sentence was abruptly interrupted by a slap on her bare bottom—from JulieG's bare palms! More surprised, she cried out, but JulieG said, "Seems to be working! But now shut up!" Blow after blow followed: One hand after another hit Janbound's bare bottom, which gradually became darker and darker. But no sound penetrated Janbound's gag. Even when JulieG increased the force of the blow a little: Silence!
JulieG increased the speed and force again. She was now in a trance. Like a sewing machine, her hand fired blows against Janbound's buttocks until violent cramps in her wrists stopped them. As she tried to regulate her breathing rate, she noticed that Janbound's buttocks were glowing like a fire hydrant, yet she had barely made a sound. And then she read Janbounds eyes – which brought a mischievous grin to her face.
"You liked it, admit it!" An indignant "Hmmmpf!" and head shake from Janbound followed only after a noticeable delay.
JulieG unlocked the wooden shackle around Janbound's neck and wrists and said, "I'll expect you tomorrow morning at 5:30 sharp for your cleaning shift - be on time! And don't say a word to anyone!"
Janbound nodded silently, rubbed her wrists and her sore bottom, adjusted her dress, and left the store without another glance at her new boss. Another far too short night lay ahead of her. When the door closed, JulieG looked at the pile of clothes on the floor with a smile – Janbound had actually walked barefoot and in her work maid costume to the subway home – the little clumsy one! While JulieG stuffed Janbound's everyday clothes into the washing machine, she discovered more clear signs in the store that Janbound was having more fun than she wanted to admit! JulieG was certain: Janbound would show up on time for her next cleaning shift tomorrow! Although – maybe JulieG should sleep in the store today – it was very likely that Janbound had enjoyed the day so much that she wanted to continue her cleaning shift in the middle of the night – better safe than sorry!
When JulieG's gaze fell, quite by chance, on the surveillance camera, she had an idea: From the current and future recordings of the bound cleaning lady Janbound, a nice FSK21 video could be created, which would surely sell well on DVD in the shop – with a profit share for the blonde star actress Janbound of 1 penny per copy sold, of course – performance must be rewarded! JulieG immediately made the first backup copy of the videotapes on her computer. She just had to remember to delete the two young girls from the videotapes.
Speaking of the two young girls: Susan and Claire were unaware of what was happening in the store – after Mrs. Meyer, the killjoy, chased them out of the store, they ran straight home. The exchange of all their previous restraints for the rigid fiddle hadn't happened – perhaps it was for the better!
After they had rested a bit at home, Susan and Claire wanted to play soccer! They handcuffed their hands behind their backs, and Susan pushed down the doorknob with her chin. But by now it was pouring with rain. Sadly, Susan said, "Okay—then we'll play something else—but what?" "Soccer, for example!" Claire cried. She showed her astonished friend her hands handcuffed behind her back and said, "Well—there's no way I can reach the board game cabinet with them chained together like this! You should have thought of that before you tied us up! That was very careless of you, Susan!" Immediately after reprimanding Susan, Claire bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud—with limited success!
Susan laughed too—and realized that Claire really wanted to play soccer, rain or shine! She replied, "You're talking like our mothers! Fine, then we'll play soccer in here! But only flat passes, okay? If anything gets broken, we'll be in big trouble!" Claire nodded: "We can't get any sharp shots barefoot anyway! So come on, I'll be the goalkeeper first! You don't need to take the handcuffs off me - as the future goalkeeper of our women's national team, I have to be able to save balls like that too! Kick-off!" Claire laughed again - the two friends were miles away from a professional career in terms of skill, not to mention the women's national team! They much preferred playing for fun!
Sharp shots didn't work, but unfortunately, neither did controlled ones! Susan was still okay, but when Claire took her first penalty, she hit her grandmother's valuable vase instead of the goal. After recovering from their shock, they confessed their mishap to their mothers! By suggesting that they immediately find a summer job to pay for the damage, Claire was fortunately able to significantly mitigate the storm. Susan went along with it - after all, she wasn't entirely innocent of the mishap! The handcuffs were unlocked, and both daughters immediately studied the classifieds in the newspapers.
Both were prepared for a boring time. Little did they know that their summer job wouldn't go entirely smoothly either!
Which summer job do Susan and Claire choose?
A) They deliver newspapers and illegally trespass on someone else's property.
B) They stock shelves in the supermarket, damaging items in the process.
C) They walk dogs and lose them in the park.
D) They tutor a rather annoying child.
@Janbound, @JulieG: First of all, thank you for your loyalty and interest! What do you think of your appearance in the story? Should I tell you about another day at work in JulieG's shop in a later chapter?
Chapter 200
Before she knew it, Janbound was lying on the floor. Unable to support herself with her hands bound in front of her in the Rigid Fiddle, her elbows and knees hit the parquet floor quite painfully. She gritted her teeth and barely managed to suppress a cry of pain.
But when she saw JulieG taking a closer look at the individual canes, paddles, and whips, she suddenly forgot about the pain, and dollar signs flashed in her eyes! She tried to steer JulieG toward the most expensive of the percussion instruments by making noises, until JulieG lost her patience. "Shut up, cleaning lady!" she said, kneeling on Janbound's thigh. Far too surprised to resist, Janbound felt a tug on her pants—and suddenly her bottom was exposed. When JulieG noticed the blush of shame on her victim's face, she said, "Nobody knows anything about these stupid articles! But I don't need it! And now your bright red head has some color competition!"
Janbound's attempt to decipher the meaning of JulieG's last sentence was abruptly interrupted by a slap on her bare bottom—from JulieG's bare palms! More surprised, she cried out, but JulieG said, "Seems to be working! But now shut up!" Blow after blow followed: One hand after another hit Janbound's bare bottom, which gradually became darker and darker. But no sound penetrated Janbound's gag. Even when JulieG increased the force of the blow a little: Silence!
JulieG increased the speed and force again. She was now in a trance. Like a sewing machine, her hand fired blows against Janbound's buttocks until violent cramps in her wrists stopped them. As she tried to regulate her breathing rate, she noticed that Janbound's buttocks were glowing like a fire hydrant, yet she had barely made a sound. And then she read Janbounds eyes – which brought a mischievous grin to her face.
"You liked it, admit it!" An indignant "Hmmmpf!" and head shake from Janbound followed only after a noticeable delay.
JulieG unlocked the wooden shackle around Janbound's neck and wrists and said, "I'll expect you tomorrow morning at 5:30 sharp for your cleaning shift - be on time! And don't say a word to anyone!"
Janbound nodded silently, rubbed her wrists and her sore bottom, adjusted her dress, and left the store without another glance at her new boss. Another far too short night lay ahead of her. When the door closed, JulieG looked at the pile of clothes on the floor with a smile – Janbound had actually walked barefoot and in her work maid costume to the subway home – the little clumsy one! While JulieG stuffed Janbound's everyday clothes into the washing machine, she discovered more clear signs in the store that Janbound was having more fun than she wanted to admit! JulieG was certain: Janbound would show up on time for her next cleaning shift tomorrow! Although – maybe JulieG should sleep in the store today – it was very likely that Janbound had enjoyed the day so much that she wanted to continue her cleaning shift in the middle of the night – better safe than sorry!
When JulieG's gaze fell, quite by chance, on the surveillance camera, she had an idea: From the current and future recordings of the bound cleaning lady Janbound, a nice FSK21 video could be created, which would surely sell well on DVD in the shop – with a profit share for the blonde star actress Janbound of 1 penny per copy sold, of course – performance must be rewarded! JulieG immediately made the first backup copy of the videotapes on her computer. She just had to remember to delete the two young girls from the videotapes.
Speaking of the two young girls: Susan and Claire were unaware of what was happening in the store – after Mrs. Meyer, the killjoy, chased them out of the store, they ran straight home. The exchange of all their previous restraints for the rigid fiddle hadn't happened – perhaps it was for the better!
After they had rested a bit at home, Susan and Claire wanted to play soccer! They handcuffed their hands behind their backs, and Susan pushed down the doorknob with her chin. But by now it was pouring with rain. Sadly, Susan said, "Okay—then we'll play something else—but what?" "Soccer, for example!" Claire cried. She showed her astonished friend her hands handcuffed behind her back and said, "Well—there's no way I can reach the board game cabinet with them chained together like this! You should have thought of that before you tied us up! That was very careless of you, Susan!" Immediately after reprimanding Susan, Claire bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud—with limited success!
Susan laughed too—and realized that Claire really wanted to play soccer, rain or shine! She replied, "You're talking like our mothers! Fine, then we'll play soccer in here! But only flat passes, okay? If anything gets broken, we'll be in big trouble!" Claire nodded: "We can't get any sharp shots barefoot anyway! So come on, I'll be the goalkeeper first! You don't need to take the handcuffs off me - as the future goalkeeper of our women's national team, I have to be able to save balls like that too! Kick-off!" Claire laughed again - the two friends were miles away from a professional career in terms of skill, not to mention the women's national team! They much preferred playing for fun!
Sharp shots didn't work, but unfortunately, neither did controlled ones! Susan was still okay, but when Claire took her first penalty, she hit her grandmother's valuable vase instead of the goal. After recovering from their shock, they confessed their mishap to their mothers! By suggesting that they immediately find a summer job to pay for the damage, Claire was fortunately able to significantly mitigate the storm. Susan went along with it - after all, she wasn't entirely innocent of the mishap! The handcuffs were unlocked, and both daughters immediately studied the classifieds in the newspapers.
Both were prepared for a boring time. Little did they know that their summer job wouldn't go entirely smoothly either!
Which summer job do Susan and Claire choose?
A) They deliver newspapers and illegally trespass on someone else's property.
B) They stock shelves in the supermarket, damaging items in the process.
C) They walk dogs and lose them in the park.
D) They tutor a rather annoying child.
@Janbound, @JulieG: First of all, thank you for your loyalty and interest! What do you think of your appearance in the story? Should I tell you about another day at work in JulieG's shop in a later chapter?
Well i work in a supermarket myself so B
I agree with Julie. Leave this to Susan Clair and their mothers. I’d be happy to make guest appearances or have my own series with Julie.
And B
And B
Thanks for all the votes and feedback. I'm not a fan of splitting it into two stories, so I'll come back to Janbound and JulieG in a later chapter - I already have an idea! Stay tuned!
But first
B Wins
Chapter 201
Getting up in the middle of the night, stocking shelves, and then not even being allowed to keep the money for it - Susan and Claire certainly hadn't imagined it would be anything but!
But they had no choice - completely exhausted, they found themselves at the supermarket the next morning (or, according to their own perception, in the middle of the night). After a brief greeting and briefing, they were directed to the shelf with the canned fruit and vegetables. "Please check the cans for damage or expired expiration dates. Please set these cans aside and then fill all the gaps so that the cans reach the front. We open at 8:00 a.m. - so please be finished by 7:30 a.m. at the latest! If you have any questions, I'll be in the office! Have fun!"
Well - that didn't exactly sound like fun - quite the opposite. Sighing, the girls got to work. Susan discreetly pressed her hand against her left trouser pocket. There - so close and yet so far away - were the handcuffs - a place both girls longed for! Susan and Claire looked around: There were more than enough shelves here that the girls could chain themselves to, at least for a short time. But at the same time, in addition to the time pressure, there were also plenty of surveillance cameras...
A) The girls reluctantly decided not to handcuff themselves.
B) The girls used a bathroom break to briefly chain themselves to the flush toilet.
C) The girls briefly chain themselves to a shelf.
D) The girls fake a robbery.
E) The girls pretend to smuggle diamonds in the cans.
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B Wins
Chapter 201
Getting up in the middle of the night, stocking shelves, and then not even being allowed to keep the money for it - Susan and Claire certainly hadn't imagined it would be anything but!
But they had no choice - completely exhausted, they found themselves at the supermarket the next morning (or, according to their own perception, in the middle of the night). After a brief greeting and briefing, they were directed to the shelf with the canned fruit and vegetables. "Please check the cans for damage or expired expiration dates. Please set these cans aside and then fill all the gaps so that the cans reach the front. We open at 8:00 a.m. - so please be finished by 7:30 a.m. at the latest! If you have any questions, I'll be in the office! Have fun!"
Well - that didn't exactly sound like fun - quite the opposite. Sighing, the girls got to work. Susan discreetly pressed her hand against her left trouser pocket. There - so close and yet so far away - were the handcuffs - a place both girls longed for! Susan and Claire looked around: There were more than enough shelves here that the girls could chain themselves to, at least for a short time. But at the same time, in addition to the time pressure, there were also plenty of surveillance cameras...
A) The girls reluctantly decided not to handcuff themselves.
B) The girls used a bathroom break to briefly chain themselves to the flush toilet.
C) The girls briefly chain themselves to a shelf.
D) The girls fake a robbery.
E) The girls pretend to smuggle diamonds in the cans.