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HIRED HAND
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HELP WANTED FEMALE RANCH HAND TO ASSIST THE HANDICAPPED AT
A RESORT DUDE RANCH. Candidates must have small, soft,
dainty, delicate hands with manicured fingernails polished
in red. Good pay. Room and board included. Benefits.
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Tammy needed a summer job. The ad in the newspaper looked
like it might be up her alley. She wondered why they
emphasized the hands. Kind of strange, she thought. Tammy
is a sixteen year-old high school junior. She is an
attractive young lady, short 5'7", 110lbs, dark hair, and
innocent. Her mother and sister did most of the house
work, cleaning, and washing dishes. Tammy's hands fit the
requirements except for one thing. She didn't wear
fingernail polish.
Tammy was still a virgin. She's kind of old fashioned, in
that she wants to save herself for the man she marries.
She knew, however that the boys all wanted to get into her
panties, but so far she has managed to hold them off.
Taking this job at the dude ranch would keep her occupied
for the summer, plus she could make a little money, and
stay out of trouble with the boys. Her mom thought it was
a good idea, even though she hated the fact that she would
be away for the summer.
Tammy got up early the next morning and applied some dark
red fingernail polish to her nails, then let them dry.
Then she packed some casual clothes (a couple of pairs of
jeans, tee shirts, bras, panties, and bobbie sox). Her
young, slim body was one of budding womanhood as she put on
a fresh white bra and white flowered panties. The jeans
hugged Tammy's ass tightly and the tee shirt stretched with
the pressure of her budding breasts. She said goodbye to
her mom and caught the bus for the half hour ride to the
dude ranch. The ranch was a large, well kept, single level
building, but it did not look like your typical resort dude
ranch. She walked inside and entered the room that said
'OFFICE'. A tall, gray-haired woman who looked to be in
her fifties greeted her. "Hi i'm Victoria." Victoria
looked Tammy up and down and was pleased with what she saw.
Tammy introduced herself and after some small talk Victoria
started to inter- view Tammy.
"Tammy, as you probably noticed this is not your ordinary
resort ranch. We take care of about fourteen men who are
handicapped. They have a severe form of arthritis in their
hands and feet. They are for the most part limited to
their wheel chairs and your job will be to spend some time
with each of them on a daily basis and perform some
personal services for each. You must be their hands and
feet. Your hours will be from 9 am to 5 pm. You will have
an hour for lunch. We have a private gym for you to work
out in and keep your body in shape. This is for your use
after hours. The rest of your time is for your own
personal use. You will be paid 500 dollars a week, plus
tips, room and board. Do you think you might be
interested, Tammy?"
Tammy thought to herself 'wow, 500 dollars a week. that's
a lot more money than I expected. Should be easy work
taking care of these men.' Tammy finally said, "Oh yes, I
would be very interested in the position." Victoria
continued, "Now Tammy, may I take a look at your hands?"
Tammy extended her hands to Victoria. Victoria inspected
her hands very carefully and was taken with how soft and
warm they felt. This young bitch never did a hard days
work in her life. Her nails were short and trimmed at the
finger line. The red nail polish contrasted nicely with
the white skin of her fingers. 'Perfect', Victoria
thought. 'She would not scratch or bruise the men in her
charge'. She looked at Tammy's body again. At how the
jeans fit around her full ass, how the young budding
titties stood out at attention in the thin white tee shirt.
'mmmmmmmm Tammy would be very stimulating to these men',
Victoria thought.
"Yes, they're beautiful Tammy", Victoria said, "You can
start right away." Victoria led Tammy to her room. The
room was beautiful with flowered wallpaper and a large
queen-sized bed with flowered bedspread on top. The room
had a private bathroom. Tammy was impressed.
"You may have an hour to freshen up, then report to room #1
and spend a half an hour with Mr Jamison, then move to room
#2 and help out Mr. Foster for a half an hour. After your
done, you may then take an hour for lunch. We prepare
meals on the premises and you my eat with us if you wish.
After lunch, I will give you the schedule for your visits
with the rest of the men. Any questions?", concluded
Victoria. Tammy still was wondering, 'what is this thing
about my hands' but decided not to pursue the issue. "No"
answered Tammy. "Ok then", Victoria concluded, "I think
that you will enjoy your stay with us." Victoria then
excused herself and left the room.
Tammy went to the bathroom, washed up with her perfumed
soap, applied a very light coating of make-up to her face,
and combed out and sprayed her hair. An hour had passed
and she was ready to see Mr. Jamison in room #1.
Tammy knocked on the door of room #1. She heard the words
"enter" through the door. She opened the door and walked
in. Mr Jamison was sitting in his wheel chair. "Hello, my
dear. You must be the new girl." "Yes sir, I just started
today", replied Tammy. Jamison's hands were stiff and
could not be bent. He looked to be about 50 years old. He
said matter-of-factly "Your so beautiful, my dear. I'm
glad your here, because I have to pee. Roll me to the
toilet." Tammy got behind the wheel chair and pushed it to
the bathroom in front of the toilet. "Unzip my fly and
take it out, my dear." Tammy recoiled in shock. He wants
me to take his 'thing' out of his pants.
"Hurry, my dear. I have to go NOW." Tammy bent over and
unzipped the man's fly and carefully took Jamison's cock
out of his pants. It was soft and about 3 inches long.
Tammy thought she heard a moan escape his lips. The stream
of urine makes a load noise as it hits the toilet as
Jamison pees. "Shake it off please", requested Jamison.
Tammy's soft, delicate hands slowly shook off Jamison's
dick, releasing the final drops of his urine. Her hands
are so soft and warm on his dick. "mmmmmmmmmm", Jamison
moaned. Tammy noticed that it got bigger as she started to
put it back inside his fly. "Don't put it back yet",
whispered Jamison, "pull it, jack it." "JACK IT?", asked
Tammy. "Yes, my dear, make a loose fist with your hand and
jack it back and forth." Tammy did as instructed and
jacked it slowly. She heard moaning sounds and saw that
Jamison's eyes were closed. Tammy looked at his cock as it
enlarged and filled her hand. She heard Jamison whisper,
"sweet lady, your hand is soo hot....ohhhh yes..." Pre-cum
began to emerge from the tip of Jamison's dick. He began
to shake uncontrollably in his wheel chair. He said erotic
things to Tammy as he was lost in the sweet grip of Tammy's
hand. "Oh shit...good lady...my queen...ohhhhhhhhh..."
Jamison grabbed Tammy's other hand and kissed it humblely.
"My queen", he said again. Then it happened. A loud moan
erupted from Jamisons mouth. The hard dick also erupted.
Ropes of cum shot out as the man dropped his load. Tammy
held on. She realized then that when she holds a man's
cock in her hands she has the power and the control over
that man. She liked it. The dampness of her panties told
her that she liked it. The soft, warm, white hands
continued to jack the dick until Jamison's balls were
drained. He was milked dry. "Wipe me off, my dear."
Tammy got some tissues and slowly cleaned Jamison's cock
and balls. (Later at future sessions, she would use a pair
of her used cotton panties to wipe it off which would
please the men even more). "Your better than the other
girl. It's your hands...they're so tender and precious. I
know that your time with me is about up. Before you leave,
go to the dresser and take the money." Tammy went to the
dresser and saw a crisp $100 bill on it. She took it.
"Thank you, Mr Jamison." Again Jamison grabbed her hands
and kissed both of them. He said softly, "so precious..."
Tammy left room #1 with a hundred dollars and went to room
#2.
Willie Foster was a very dark black man. His hands were
mangled in an automobile accident. He saw the tight jeans
and how they hugged Tammy's ass and smiled. The young
white girls always got to him...always did it for him.
"Are you going to take care of me Miss Lady?" "Yes",
replied Tammy. He looked down. Tammy followed his eyes to
the big bulge in his pants. Tammy got on her knees and
slowly unzipped the front of his jeans. Her girlfriends
always told her about how big a black man's cock was. It
took a few seconds to get his dick out. It was dark and
hard (about 9" long and 1" in diameter). It was a pretty
picture: A young white teenager on her knees, holding a
dark black man's 9" cock in her soft white hands. He
gasped for breath just like Jamison did when he felt her
hands hold him. Tammy jacked it slowly. Willie moaned
loadly as the soft hands did their work. "Ohhhh Missy..."
"Yes?", answered Tammy stopping her hand movements. "Your
hands...No, don't stop...pleaseeee don't stop", Willie
begged. Tammy continued doing Willie. She needed to use
both hands to hold him. Willie's hips started an up and
down motion as he fucked Tammy's hands. He was sweating.
Tammy's hair was in Willies face as she jacked him. Willie
could not help but to inhale the sweet smell of her hair
and body. 'Her hands are better than pussy', thought
Willie. "Rub my balls please MIssy?", gasped Willie.
Tammy took her left hand and reached under his cock and
touched the tight, dark, hairy balls. She rubbed them
slowly. Willie went into spasms and held on to Tammy's
shoulders. Tammy asked softly, "Am I doing it right Mr.
Foster?" "OH YES...YES..", yelled Willie "Oh Miss
Lady....I'm cu...cumming..OHHHHHHHH..sweet
jesus...oooooooooooo." And it happened. Willie shot off a
big load. Some of which landed on Tammy's tee shirt.
Tammy continued to milk him and manipulate him with her
hands until he was spent. Willie sobbed softly after it
was over. He said over and over "Your hands...your
hands..I've never felt hands like yours....Ohhhh Missy."
Willie then kneeled before her and kissed her hands. Tammy
then got bold. "My tip, Mister Foster?" "Missy, my wallet
is on the table. Take the money that's in it." Tammy
peeled off three twenty dollar bills. "Thank you, Mr
Foster, my time is up." Tammy left room #2.
After lunch at 1:00pm, Tammy went to the office and met
with Victoria. Victoria gave her the schedule, which
consisted of half an hour visits to rooms 3 thru 14. Then
her first day would be over.
She would start back at 9:00am the next morning beginning
at room #1 (Mr Jamison again) thru #6. Then take lunch
between 12:00nn - 1:00pm. Then service rooms #7 - 14 from
1:00pm - 5:00pm.
After meeting with Victoria, Tammy wnent back to work in
room numbers 3 thru 14. Her first day was over at 7:00pm.
She knew now why her hands were considered so important in
the performance of her duties. She had gifted hands.
Hands that would please men. Hands that would MAKE men pay
and pay good. Tammy made over a thousand dollars in tips
from the 14 men that first day by assisting them when they
had to pee, jacking them off, and playing with their balls.
After that first day, Tammy went to the beauty parlor and
had her hair washed and styled. She bought expensive oils
and perfumes to put in her bubble baths. She knew that
these aromas excited the men. She also bought expensive
panties and little short Catholic school style skirts. She
also bought loose white blouses with short sleeves that she
wore for them. When Tammy jacked the men off, she would
make sure that when she bent over, the white blouse would
hang loose exposing her low cut white bra. That her skirt
would ride up and show off her tight white panties hugging
her virginal pussy. Their loads would drop fast and
furiously.
Tammy is a business woman now. A professional. Men keep
her. She is a kept woman. Her college tuition is now paid
for. Her clothes, her hair and her toiletries; the things
that keep a woman looking and smelling like a lady are all
paid for by the ranch and the men at the ranch. And most
importantly,
Tammy is still a virgin. Still saving it for the lucky man
that will be her husband, before she 'gives it up' for the
first time.
500 dollars a week from the ranch. $ 500 At least 500
dollars a day in tips from 14 men. Mon - Fri $2,500
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$3,000 a week
x 52 weeks
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$ 156,000 a year
Tammy knows that she has one thing to thank for all of her
good fortune,
Her hands. HANDS THAT ROCK THEIR WORLD....AND KEEPS HER IN
HER WORLD.
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