Fired (M/F)

[GwenGagged]

Hi everyone, this is a little fantasy that I have, let me know what you think about it.


If there is one thing I hate, it’s filling out job applications.

Two months ago, I was working as a waitress at Hooters. Whatever, I made a small fortune in tips and it was better than most of the other options in my area. However, I was terminated for “stealing,” although I’m sure it’s because I didn’t want my manager Glenn’s dick in my mouth.

That brings us up to the present day. I was sitting on my couch in my grey pajama shorts and old maroon college hoodie. My unwashed blond hair was pulled back in a bun. Sex and the City reruns played on the tv while I scrolled through Indeed and LinkedIn.

Then there was a knock on the door, followed by my best friend Cole walking into the room, wearing tight khaki pants and a salmon button down. He looked very well put together. “Oh my gosh, Liv, you’ve got to do something other than doomscroll job postings.”

“I have twenty-three dollars in my checking account.” I replied. “I couldn’t afford to go to a soup kitchen.”

“Oh, c’mon.” He said, sitting down on the couch next to me. “Let’s go get you cleaned up and go to brunch. My treat.”

“Cole, I don’t know if…”

“I won’t take no for an answer.”

I then got up and went to get dressed. After showering, I put on a really cute navy blue romper, along with some white sandals. Once I did my makeup, we left.

Brunch was pleasant, we most just talked about what Cole had going on. He had a new boyfriend, Andrew, that he was really into. Of course, he didn’t brag too much about his recent successes, but it was nice to know he was doing well.

After getting back home, I started scrolling through TikTok. It was the normal stuff that I find myself fascinated with, however I then came across one where it was a woman in a hooter’s uniform making a joke about all the comments she gets from her customers. I don’t know why, but I opened on her profile to see she had a massive following. I then opened her linktree to find what I’m sure most of her followers were looking for - her onlyfans. Checking it out, I saw that she had a free account where she posted videos of her doing stuff in her uniform. Perverts were paying her massive amounts of money to show them her feet, her boobs, doing strip teases. Some of them even wanted to buy her underwear.

I thought to myself “oh, I could do this.” Going into my closet, I pulled out my old uniform. I undressed and put on my sexiest lingerie, a red lace bra and matching panties. I then added the signature pantyhose and orange hot pants, along with a white tank top with the company’s logo and of course, the white slouch socks. After lacing up my white sneakers, I got ready to make my first video.

Setting my phone up on my dresser across from my bed, I sat down with my legs crossed. When the camera started rolling, I uncrossed my legs and recrossed them the other way. “Hey everyone, welcome to my page. It’s your favorite Waitress Lynn. I’m so happy you all are here, please let me know if there is anything that I can do for you. It would be my pleasure to serve you.”

Fast forward a bit, and I really started making some serious money. However, it was when I got a custom video request from Jim793201, I realized that I needed some help. The message read

Hey Lynn, love your content, I was wondering if I could order a custom video from you. If you’re interested, I’d like to see you tied up and gagged for your tips, sort of a home invasion style. I’d be willing pay you $500.

That kind of money would be life changing. I’d never been tied up before, but I’ve also never been showing strangers on the internet myself before. Something inside of me just knew that I’d regret not taking the money.

Knowing that I’d need some help, I enlisted Cole to be my new rigger. He’d never done anything like this before, but he was willing to learn and wanted to help me get back on my feet.

We had watched a few videos like the one Jim asked for, and we had practiced some ties. So, with my gay best friend, my old work uniform, a pile of ropes, and a roll of tape we got to work.

[CarouselCowboy13]

Very Nice and Awesome start to the story! Love your PFP

[GreyLord]

Great start to your story, @GwenGagged. It is well-written and gives me at least, a feeling that this could have happened. I do hope you will continue.

[GwenGagged]

Very Nice and Awesome start to the story! Love your PFP

Thank you!! I’m glad you liked it. I also love the profile pic. Idk why it’s so hard to find good workout bondage photos.

[GwenGagged]

Great start to your story, @GwenGagged. It is well-written and gives me at least, a feeling that this could have happened. I do hope you will continue.

Thank you!! I hope you like the next part.

[GwenGagged]

“You’ll keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.”

“Okay, okay, just please don’t hurt me!”

That’s when the black leather glove came over my mouth. Up until this point, I’d only ever seen Cole act in “spirited” (horrid) high school plays. Now, he’d been transformed into this larcenous brute. Dressed in my hooters uniform, he wrestled me to the bed. As he bound my wrists together, I shouted out “help, help me, please somebody, hel— mmph!”

My please for help were silenced with a pair of my panties. They were clean, planted there for him to use on me. With my hands behind my back, I tried to spit them out, only for him to push them back in my mouth. He started to push them back in, finally having them trapped inside by a strip of grey duct tape. I squealed into my gag, but no intelligent noise came out.

“Have fun chewing on your panties, bitch.”

Cole the Captor then started binding my ankles together. I think I convinced him that I was fighting well, because he spanked me. “Settle down, or I’m using my belt next time.”

He then got up and said “stay there, or you’ll regret it.”

I rolled around on the bed, then got over to the edge and stood up. Jumping over to the door, I came out into the hallway. That’s where Cole found me and drug me back into the room. He started binding my arms together at the elbows, causing my chest to pop out. Next, more rope was added to my boobs, before my top was pulled down and I was exposed. “You’re lucky I’m in a hurry, otherwise I’d have some fun with these.”

Then came the crotch rope. When I first saw them, I thought “there’s no way this is going to do anything.” I was wrong. Boy, was I wrong. He pulled down my shorts, tying the rope between my legs with a devilish knot over my clit. Next, he bound my legs together and the knees, then hogtying me and leaving me to squirm on the bed. My shoes were then untied, revealing my white socked soles. Cole raked his fingers over them, the sensations caused me to laugh and squirm, only adding stimulation to the crotch rope.

“You’re loving this, aren’t you? Dirty little slut.”

I then proceeded to squirm for another half an hour. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure. Looking over at the camera, I pleaded with the red light, begging to be undone. Cole then untied my wrists, letting me undo the rest myself. The last thing I did was face the camera, rip the tape off my lips, and pull my panties off my lips. “I’m going to sell the first part on my page, but this blooper is just for you, Jim. I hope I satisfied you. Just let me know if you’d ever like another one. Bye.”

I blew the camera a kiss and turned it off. Pulling my shorts back up, I went out to the living room and sat down next to Cole, who was now dressed in his normal clothes. “Oh my gosh, you did so good.” I told him.

“Thank you, thank you.” He said as he bowed. “I’m glad I could help you out.”

I was selfishly hoping that I’d get more orders for customs like these. If I’m being honest, I think I might actually like this.

[DioA]

Wow, I wish I had a friend like Lynn. I’d work for free.

[CarouselCowboy13]

Wow and Whoa Great Finish to the story

[Niceandtight31]

Fun story

[beeblebrox883]

Great story really enjoyed reading it. Also loved the panty gag as well!!

[GwenGagged]

Wow, I wish I had a friend like Lynn. I’d work for free.

Lynn might be happy to let you intern for her

[GwenGagged]

Wow and Whoa Great Finish to the story

Tyty, I’m glad you enjoyed it!

[GwenGagged]

Fun story

Tysm!

[GwenGagged]

Great story really enjoyed reading it. Also loved the panty gag as well!!

I’m glad you enjoyed it! I liked the gag too.

[GreyLord]

You have a lot of options in front of you, @GwenGagged. Good show!

[laz]

good story

[Reidy]

This is a great story. Rare to hear them from the model perspective but this is quite fun.

[The G-Man]

Fun little story, I could just picture somebody doing just what our cash-strapped heroine was doing here. Any chance of a sequel?

[SilverLinings]

Great story, fun read! Thank you for writing and sharing!

[GwenGagged]

Thank you all for your comments! I hope you all enjoy this next part.

It has been six months since I started being an “accountant.” I was finally financially stable. My new life was pretty nice, I mostly took spicy little strip teases in my old uniform, filmed a few JOI’s, and even dabbled a bit in the gigantes fetish. However, I hadn’t experienced anything like I had with the custom for Jim. I had a few dating apps, but they were mostly to promote “Lynn.” A part of me was scared that I had lost out on any real shot at happiness, that I had waited too long and all the good men had been taken.

These fears were compounded by the fact that I was going home for thanksgiving. The onslaught of questions about my dating life was going to be coming from my parents, aunts, and cousins. I was going to have a bunch of them try and set me up with some loser. However, tonight was Blackout Wednesday, and I was going to be damned if I let them ruin Blackout Wednesday.

To say that I looked hot tonight would be an understatement. I had on a pair of thigh high black leather boots, black tights, a beige plaid mini skirt, and a tight black sweater that made the gals pop. After wishing my parents good bye, I grabbed my purse and hopped in my uber.

I met up with some friends downtown, but to be honest that part of the night wasn’t that interesting. It was a lot of gossiping about who we went to high school with, who ended up getting bald, fat, or divorced. As the night wound down, we made our way to Mortimer’s, kind of a local dive. By that point most of my friends had gone home, it was just me and Harleigh. She had on tight black leather pants, a bulls jacket, and a pair of Jordan’s. I always felt safe around her, she had five brothers and could beat all of them up. I was about to close my tab while she went to the bathroom when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“Excuse me, Liv, is that you?”

I turned around to see Michael, a guy I went to high school with. He was part of yearbook, he did most of the photography for it. For context, he’s about 6’2, wavy brown hair, and very warm green eyes. He kinda has a dad bod, but he had on a black jean jacket, black shirt, and black jeans so he didn’t really look as big as he was.

“Michael!” I exclaimed, jumping up and wrapping my arms around him. He smelled good, his cologne hit my nose as I placed my head in his chest. He was caught off guard, but after a second he wrapped his arms around me. “Oh, it’s so good to see you. How’ve you been?”

We started going on about where we went to school, careers, stuff like that. I started buying us drinks, waving Harleigh off when she came back from the bathroom. She gave me a nod and a wink as she left.

We had a lovely conversation. When it came to last call, he said “Well, this was great, but it seems like we’ve got to call it a night.”

As he stood up, he stumbled a bit. “Woah, I’ve had more than I realized.”

I got up and steadied him. “Well, how about I make sure you get home safe and sound that?”

“Oh, I don’t want to impose…” he started off with.

“Come on,” I replied, leaning in and whispering in his ear “take the hint, you won’t regret it.”

My uber arrived, we got in the back. “I’m kinda cold back here.” I told him, convincing him to put his arm over my shoulders. I then grabbed his other hand and placed it on my thigh. Michael squeezed my leg, rubbing the nylon covering it. I could tell he liked it.

“Oh, how cute you two.” Our driver responded. “My wife and I used to be just like that.”

We got back to my parents house, with my sneaking him downstairs to the basement where my room was. We sat down on the couch in a living room that I used to hang out in.

“How quiet do we need to be?” He asked.

“Don’t worry about it, my dad soundproofed the basement when my brother took up the saxophone. It did us all a favor.”

“You know, if you had told me that I’d be in Liv Spencer’s house the night before thanksgiving back in high school, I’d never have believed it.”

“Oh really?” I asked, unzipping my boot. “Why’s that?”

“I had such a crush on you.” He shamelessly replied. “You were always so cool and smart and pretty. I was pissed that you never broke up with that Christian prick.”

“Well, I did, not that long ago actually. I regret that it didn’t happen sooner. But we don’t have to dwell on the negative…” I said, placing my booted leg on his thigh. “Mind helping me take this off.”

I felt his hand start pulling my boot off, my leg sliding out and my white crew sock hitting his thigh. He helped me out of my other boot. “Bless you, these things were killing my feet.”

He took my legs, placed them in his lap, and he started rubbing my feet. I love a good foot massage, plus this was a little test that I liked giving him. I saw somewhere that if you want a good man, you’ve got to hint at what you want without saying what you want. This might make me crazy, but I’ve seen it work.

“So what are you up to these days?” I ask him.

“Oh, not much really. I’m still trying to be a photographer, I mainly do senior pictures and stuff like that, but at least I’m able to do what I want most of the time.”

“That’s really cool.” I tell him. “I love a man with passion.”

“And what about you?” He asked.

I take my feet away from him, crawl over, and straddle him. “How about we continue this conversation later? I can’t wait any longer.”

Placing my hands alongside his face, I guide my lips to his. I was fun to have a make out session in the dark, feeling how hard he was. When he placed his hands on my ass, squeezing my checks and rubbing them, I nibbled on his ear lobe and told him “take me into my room.”

He stood up with my wrapping around his waist. Carrying me back to my room, I had him place me on my old bed. “Sit down on that chair there.”

As he did, I sat with my feet tucked underneath me. “Now, before this goes further, I want you to know something about me. I do stuff on onlyfans, nothing with a bunch of people, mainly just lewds. The only video I had with anyone was my gay friend Cole, and there wasn’t anything penetration. Just him tying me up. Is that a problem for you?”

I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. “No, of course not. I think that’s awesome. Like, yeah, wow. I don’t know how to respond, other than I have absolutely no issues with it.”

I liked his response. “In that case…” I replied, taking my skirt and sweater off. “I have a special thing I want from you.”

Undressing even more, I took of my sweater, followed by my socks and tights. Reaching under my pillow, I pulled out a pair of handcuffs. “I’m going to gag myself, then I’m going to cuff my wrists to the headboard.” Placing the key on the nightstand, I followed by taking off my bra. “I want you to do whatever you want with me.”

His jaw almost dropped. “I’ve got to be dreaming.”

“Enjoy it if you are.” I said, balling up my socks and stuffing them in my mouth, enjoying the taste of sweat and leather. I then used the tights to hold the socks in, stuffing the panty part in my mouth and wrapping the legs around my head. “Mmmm-phammm.”

I then cuffed one wrist, put the chain behind a bar on the headboard, and cuffed the other wrist. I laid back, softly moaning in my gag and wiggling my hips at him.

I watched as he took off his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. His dick disappeared in his black boxers, I couldn’t see anything. However, when he knelt down between my legs, I could feel it against my thigh. He started kissing my neck, then moving down to my breasts, stomach, abs, thighs. He even took my panties off with his mouth. He placed my legs on his shoulder while he buried his face between them. What proceeded was the best head I’d ever had. He used his tongue and his fingers to bring me to a quick orgasm. However, he didn’t stop. I had another one, then another one, then another one… I was crying by the time he was done! However, it didn’t stop there. He took off his underwear and, well, fucked me so throughly I felt like I relost my virginity. Like obviously I’ve had sex before, but nothing like this. I came one more time before he did.

Thankfully he had put a towel down before hand. He unlocked my wrists from the cuffs, I rubbed the redness out of them. After cleaning myself up, I hopped into bed with him, purring into my gag. “Um, don’t you want to take that out?”

I started babbling in gag talk, being animated while I act like I don’t know what he’s talking about. We both start laughing, and then take my gag out. “That was…” I said.

“Incredible.” He replied.

“Yeah.”

I laid with my head on his chest. He was so soft, so warm. Neither of us stayed awake much longer, but I was extremely satisfied with how tonight went.

[Dpsiic]

Can't believe I've only just found these great stories, awesome.

[GreyLord]

Three cheers for Liv!