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Written: 04 February 2019 Already seen Part Time Worker part 3, click here to read part 1 or click here to read part 2 Part time worker part 3 by Isabella by Isabella Story Code: Group sex, Incest, Underage Sex, Prostitution After breakfast I told my mother that I'd be home very late from school, in fact I might have a sleep over, just to stop her cooking me any dinner or worrying that I was late home. I caught the school bus, I fell asleep on the journey because I'd had so little sleep and such a lot of exercise with all the sex I'd had on Thursday. I had to be woken by the driver, my school friends had just left me snoring on my seat. I walked into my form room to get my registration mark and was sent out of the room again by Mr Benson my form tutor. As I turned to leave the room I spotted him picking his punishment book up and he followed me out pf the classroom. "I'd like an explanation as to why you left school yesterday after your first lesson!" "Sir, would it really make any difference why I bunked off school?" "It will make a difference as to how many detention slips I give you, I'm thinking five detention slips at the moment, one for each lesson you missed yesterday!" I told him that after my interview with the headmaster I was so upset that I couldn't face anyone so I walked home. "Sarah, I'm your form tutor, if you were upset you should have come to me, I'm responsible for your pastoral care." As he said that he was opening his punishment book, lifting the white, pink and green pages and slipping the front cover under them to prevent the impressions going through to the second punishment form. "But sir, what could you have said that would have helped me with my problem?" He looked around to see if anyone was listening, "I could have suggested ways of earning money without a permission slip!" "How?" He looked around again, "I have a friend who has a student employment agency who has a few jobs that don't care if a student has a permission slip or not." "What, like Kettering Student Placements!" "Oh, you've heard of it already!" "I had an interview there on Wednesday, I had to tell Simon yesterday that I couldn't get permission to work part time but he told me there were ways around it." Mr Benson looked disappointed, "Well bang goes my one hundred pound finders fee!" "You get a hundred pounds just for sending students over to Simon?" He smiled, "Only girls and only girls who can't get permission to work!" "What do you do with all that money sir?" His smile turned into a full on grin, teeth and all, "I don't take the money, I take store credit...if you know what I mean!"
It was my turn now to look around, "You mean you get to 'Visit a girl' instead of taking the money?" "Depends, if I chose one of the girls that I proposed to Simon I only have to pay half, the girl doesn't get her share if it's her proposer that wants to visit!" I was handed the white slip from the duplicate book, the pink slip would be sent through to the teacher who had been designated to take detention after school today. I thanked him for the detention and I actually meant it because he could have given me five slips, one for each missed lesson from Thursday, either a whole week of missing my bus home and having to walk, or five consecutive Friday's of detention but he'd only given me one. Friday's lessons were a drag, especially because I was so tired. I actually slept through my lunch to try and make me more alert for the final three lessons and after school ended I walked down the stairs to the lower level, the detention classroom was in an old utility room, when the school had a coal fired heating system it would have been the coal store, they used that room for detentions because there were no windows for the students to look out of. The passageway to the detention room was long and just polished concrete with magnolia painted walls that made every footstep to the door echo, I sounded like ten people walking together. I opened the door and stepped in, I was shocked to find that the teacher taking detention today was actually my form tutor Mr Benson. I handed him my detention slip, "You didn't say that you were taking detention today sir!" "I wasn't on the roster for today but you are the only student and because I'd given you detention I offered to swap, it didn't seem fair to me that Miss Capstone didn't get her early finish today just because I put today's date for detention instead of next Friday." It wasn't a firm rule but most teachers wouldn't give a detention for the same day, it was generally seen as better to give a student at least twenty-four hours notice so that they could tell their parents that they'd be late home or arrange a lift if they, like me, usually used the school bus service. "I spoke to Simon at lunchtime, he has already given the bonus for finding you to Debby Goodman so I won't get anything for you. He did tell me that you've taken to the work like a duck to water and he suggested that I should just ask you outright for sex!" Well, that was a surprise to me, I just shrugged my shoulders, I could sit and read aloud from a book, that was one punishment or write out five hundred times that 'I must not skip class!', that was another punishment. What I couldn't do was talk to others on punishment, not that that would be a problem today as I was on my own in the room apart from Mr Benson. As I was planning on going to work at KSP straight after detention, it didn't matter to me if I started in school an hour earlier...not getting my fifty pounds for letting him screw me would bother me a little. "Okay sir, when and where?" "Carpe diem!" Okay he was showing off but I'd heard that one often when teachers were urging a student to do something now rather than putting it off until tomorrow. I looked around, there wasn't a bed or anything like a bed. Some classrooms had larger tables for group working or for doing art work but in the punishment room there were only single desks, spaced out by at least a desk width from the next desk. The floor wasn't even carpeted, just the same bare concrete screed floor as the hallway. It was slightly perverse that the classroom that gave the most space per pupil was the punishment room. The walls were also stark, every other classroom had pictures or posters on the walls, the teacher assigned to the room could personalise it to suite their own style but no one was king or queen of the punishment room, the sixty or so teachers each took a turn in the room four times a year.
I watched as he took a mirror from his desk drawer, he opened the classroom door and hung the mirror using a hook over the top door hinge. And then he pulled the desk closest to the door into a position where, while standing behind the desk, he could see all the way to the stairway leading down to the punishment room. He checked that he could see clearly up the passageway before he looked over at me, "Right Sarah, strip off totally, put your knickers and bra in your satchel and bring your blouse and skirt over here!" He placed a chair at the side of the desk and he laid my blouse over the back of the seat before draping my skirt over the top of my blouse, "Right, any sight or sound of anyone coming, get dressed as quickly as possible, get your skirt on first and as you put your blouse on walk to the last desk on this side of the room." He pulled me between him and the desk; I was pushed forward, face down, over the cold desk. I thought that I was about to have my third taste of anal sex but he didn't aim for that hole...he screwed me hard and fast for fifteen minutes before shooting into my cunt. Then he had me stay naked and just walk around in the bleak classroom for him to watch until he got his erection back and after ten minutes he called me back to the desk by the door so he could fuck me again! The second time took him thirty minutes, he climaxed just on the hour, there was a bell that sounded an hour after school because they didn't even want a clock in that room so that students couldn't sit counting the minutes until they would be set free. After he'd finished fucking me for the second time I was allowed to get dressed, I put my bra on and my blouse followed by my skirt but didn't bother with my knickers as there was so much of his slime running out of my pussy, hell, running, more like flooding out of me that I couldn't wear my knickers. I said, "Good night sir, have a good weekend!" "Sarah, can I do this again sometime please?" "I guess I owe you at least another go because I robbed you of your introduction bonus yesterday!" I walked to the shops, I was an hour later than I should have been, the car park in front of the shops was full of parked cars, even the streets leading to the car park were full of cars too, I'd never seen the place so busy but as I walked past the front of the shops there weren't actually any customers in the shops. I ran up the stairs to the reception office. There were five men sitting in reception drinking coffee, Simon greeted me with a kiss, "We're very busy tonight, you can have room twenty-five, that's up the stairs and down the passageway about half way to the second flight of stairs. Get undressed and press the ready button on the phone when you're ready for your first customer!" I almost ran up to my assigned room, I'd only seen the fourteen bedrooms on the first floor so far, at the top of the internal stairway I spotted another eighteen bedrooms, all the same as the first floor but of course, there weren't two offices on the second floor, so KSP was a thirty two room brothel. As I passed room number twenty the door opened and an old man walked out, I saw through the open door, just like the other rooms, there was just a mattress lying on the floor and on the mattress was Martin, he was face down with his legs open, the man said, "Thanks Martin, I'll see you next week then!" Martin rolled onto his back and smiled at the man before he spotted me and he gave me a wave, "Hi Sarah, glad to see you came back today!" I returned the wave and then walked on to my room for the evening. I stripped, washed my teacher's spunk from between my legs and out of my cunt and pulled a nighty on before pressing the ready button on the telephone.
I worked until midnight and I was working the men at around one every twenty minutes. None of them were remarkable in size or stamina, they all just wanted to grind, shoot and run. I lost count of the number of men that visited me, I washed so quickly between customers and pressed the ready button as quickly as I could, often before my last customer had made his way back to the office. At midnight the telephone rang, I'd just pressed the ready button to tell Simon that I was waiting for my next customer, I answered the call, it was Simon telling me that I'd serviced my last customer of the evening, he praised me for my rapid turnover of customers and he'd had a lot of good comments about me from the customers that I'd fucked. Simon also asked me if I'd like to go with him for a bite to eat on my way home...at least I wouldn't have to pay for a taxi to take me home if I went with Simon. I counted my tips, one hundred and fifty pounds, that would have taken me almost a month if I'd been working at the Grand Hotel and I'd got that much as an extra to my pay for the night. Simon handed me eight hundred and fifty pounds, that meant that I'd seen seventeen men during the evening...if I were being honest, it could have been more, easily more, I was just enjoying myself so much that it came as a disappointment to be told that the evening was over. We picked up a take-a-way from an Indian restaurant, two large bags full of food. I asked Simon how many he was planning on feeding, "I'm taking you to Jason Goodman's house, if you're not too sore, he wants to try doubling up on you." "What's doubling up mean?" "Me and him, both fucking you at the same time...me in your cunt and him up your bum!" "Wow, well, that sounds interesting!" It wasn't just Jason and Simon for supper though, Martin and Debby were both there as well and we all ate together. After eating we went up to the bedroom, the boys asked me and Debby to give them a little show, I practiced what I'd learned with my mother and we put on a fun show for the boys for thirty minutes before the double team started. The double up turned into a triple up, I had Martin in my mouth, Simon in my cunt and Jason up my bum. Debby would have loved to join in too but there was limited space around my body and in the bed. I walked in home at two o'clock in the morning, I spotted my mother's bedroom door was open, she was in bed alone, the spare bedroom door was also open and my dad was sleeping in the bed in that room, mum was still punishing my father. I went to bed, I'd been told that customers wouldn't start to arrive at KSP until the afternoon so I planned on having a sleep-in until after mid day to catch up on my lost sleep. Mum had different ideas though, she woke me at nine o'clock in the morning. "I made a cock-up yesterday when I tried to make your appointment for the doctors...because you're only thirteen we couldn't tell the doctor that you wanted birth control, I told him that you were having problems with painful periods and heavy blood flow, they would usually use birth control implants to sort that problem out but because of my problem with my under developed cervix, my doctor wanted to see you as an emergency this morning!" I was half dead again, I had toast and milk for breakfast. On the walk to the doctors my mother told me to play on the pain of my periods keeping me awake. I walked in the room on my own, he greeted me with my notes spread out on his desk.
"Sarah, could you describe to me your last period?" "Well, it's just finished, it was really painful, kept me awake every night so I feel dead on my feet today." "How does the period present itself, tell me the pattern." "Well, My period started on Tuesday, one minute I was okay, the next it felt like I'd been stabbed in the belly and I had a massive flow before I could even get anything in my knickers to stop it. I couldn't sleep on Tuesday night at all, I had very heavy flow again all day on Wednesday all day and didn't sleep again on Wednesday night and on Thursday the blood stopped but the pain carried on all day and night on Thursday and I still didn't get any sleep last night either." "What about spotting, don't you get any spotting before or after your period?" I looked at him with a confused look on my face. "How do you mean...spotting?" "Well, either just before your period started or after it ends, it is usual for there to be a period of light spotting of blood falling!" "No, one minute my knickers are totally clean and the next minute it's like 'Nightmare on Elm Street!' has been filmed in my pants." "Well, that's a very unusual menstrual pattern, I'd like to give you an internal examination but I'll call your mother in first, just to keep us both safe." My mother stood at the side of the examination couch, I'd taken my knickers off and he was placing my calves in the stirrups. He used a speculum to open my vagina and shone a torch up into my cunt. He looked deep inside my body and then turned to look at my mother, it looked as if he was about to tell her to take a look for herself. "I just need to double check something!" He turned the torch off and brought a more powerful lamp over to the couch, he put one of those things that looked like a compact disk attached to a rubber strap on his head and looked in my pussy again. He looked back at my mother, "You have a very small and under developed cervix and it would be reasonable to expect that your daughter might have the same deformity but in her case it is far worse, I can't see a cervix at all, just an open canal into her womb...no wonder she has problems with her periods." There was talk about the future as he was injecting the birth control implant into my arm, "If Sarah wants children when she's older she may have to have reconstructive surgery to create a kind of cervix to allow her womb to be closed after conception." I was the only one who realised exactly what had happened, I must have had a similar cervix to my mother, small, weak and under developed but unlike her, I'd had sex with Simon, a man with a longer and fatter cock that the average man and he must have pushed my cervix up inside my womb...No wonder Simon had mentioned that he got his cock deeper in my body than he'd ever done before. I probably didn't actually need the birth control implants after all, with a weakened cervix; I'd never be able to carry a baby to term anyway. As we walked home from the doctor's surgery I suggested to my mother that we go past the Goodman house, see if Jason was home and looking for fun. Mum was reluctant but in the end, that's just what we did. I smiled when I saw Simon's car parked on the road outside Jason's house. "He's got visitors, Well come back when he's alone."
"Don't be silly mum, the BMW is Martin's car, Jason's son, and the other car will just be one of Jason's friends, if Jason doesn't want to play we could at least get a drink out of our visit!" Everyone was still in bed when I knocked on the front door. I saw my mother almost drool when she saw Simon in just his underpants rubbing sleep from his eyes as he opened the front door. He realised that I was there with my mother so he didn't greet me with a kiss, he just invited us in and called Jason. Simon went into the kitchen to put the coffee pot on and mum and I went into the living room. "What do you think mum, would you like to see that big black bugger fuck me?" "Sarah, don't show me up!" Simon called out from the kitchen, "Do you take milk and sugar girls?" I smiled at my mother and shouted out, "I'll come and give you a hand!" I left my mother in the living room and joined Simon in the kitchen, "Simon would you do me a favour and screw my mother please?" "I'm not really into older women Sarah!" "Can't you do her for me, it has to be a bit of a turn on to screw a mother and daughter in the same bed!" "I'll fuck your mum if I can screw you straight after!" "My mother will love seeing that." Jason joined us in the living room; he was wearing just his dressing gown as he was the first time I met him. We all drank our coffee together in the living room and as we drank, Simon was flirting with my mother. They ended up in Jason's bed, Jason and I followed them up a few moments later. My mother was almost screaming her head off as Simon stretched her cunt wider than any man had done before. I got down to business with Jason at the side of Simon and my mother. Mum was whispering to Simon to fuck me, she wanted to watch his giant cock splitting my little body in two. We swapped partners after fifteen minutes and my mother watched Simon fucking me as Jason filled her pussy. The bedroom door opened and Martin walked in, Jason gripped my mother to his chest and rolled onto his back, pulling my mother into 'Girl on top' position, Jason put on hand on each of my mother's bum cheeks and pulled her open, "Come over here Martin and help me out with Victoria." While Simon screwed me I watched as my mother was double teamed by Jason and his son. We were still screwing an hour later when Debby joined us and my mother went mad as she fucked Debby while I took a turn with Martin and Jason again. I walked home with my mother; she was having a little pain as she walked because before Jason let us go home he fucked her one last time but this time, his cock was up her bum. "I'd better forgive your father and let him back in my bedroom again!" "At least his cock is smaller than Jason and Simon's and it won't hurt as much when dad fucks you until you can face Jason again."
I knew that once Jason had been allowed to use my mother's arse for sex, he'd want to use her that way over and over again. "You could always suggest to dad that he fucks you in your arse a few times during the week to get you ready for your next trip to Jason!" When we got home we found my father sitting there totally sober, "I've just got back from an agency, they've got me a job that starts next week, it isn't as a pattern maker, just rough carpentry on a building site but it'll keep me occupied and bring in some money." Mum looked at me and then she looked at my father again, "Well, in that case, you can move back into my bedroom with me!" "When?" "Just give me an hour to have a bath and you can move back in with me after that." I made lunch while mum was taking a soothing bath. We all ate together in the dining room and then mum and dad headed off to bed for an hour's afternoon delight! I sat listening to my dad having fun, he was making quite a bit of noise as he screwed my mother, she didn't make any sound at all, I doubted that she even had a climax with my dad as his cock was so small and my mother had just been fucked by Jason and Simon, two men with far bigger cocks than my father. I'd be surprised if my mother even felt my father in her cunt as he fucked her! 4,047 Words.
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