Innocent Waitress? Ch. 01

Now they were under the hem of my skirt. I felt both hands encircle my left ankle. His fingers wrapped all the way around. The inevitable return journey began, his hands sliding easily up my stockings, his fingers cavorting over the fine silky material, feeling my legs underneath. As his hands slipped past my knees I could feel myself starting to stand on tip toes, trying desperately to prevent him reaching the end of this inevitable journey. As his hands moved higher up my thighs, nearing my stocking top, I realized I was now on tip toe. I could move no higher. I had nowhere else to go, no escape, nowhere to hide.

I flinched as I felt a pair of hands encircle my right ankle. PC Wilkes had had enough of being an observer. He wanted to play now. As Carl's fingers started to play with my stocking tops, slipping tentatively between the sheer stocking and the soft skin of my thigh, PC Wilkes's hand caressed my right leg, from my ankle, up my leg, over my knee and up my thigh, squeezing, pulling, teasing. His fingers caressed the inside of my leg, and the wetness grew in the satin sanctuary of my crotch.

Now both men were fondling the top of my stockings, their fingers gentle sweeping over the soft skin that bridged the gap between stocking and pussy. Inch by inch they moved higher. I strained on tip toe, trying to delay their arrival at the entrance to my pussy, but I could get no higher. I felt Carl's hand come to rest along the length of my slit, while PC Wilkes's fingers started to play with the silk of my knickers, eventually sliding inside and feeling their way through the folds of my pussy up to my clit. With four hands playing around in the confines of my satin knickers it was all I could do to remain on my feet. I looked across to Mark, who just stood there with a smug grin on his face, hands on hips, relishing the sight of me being groped.

Let's get a clearer look." Carl announced.

I felt my skirt drop back in place as the two policemen released their grasp of my pussy. I dropped back down off my toes, relieved at the respite from their onslaught. As I started to recover Carl pushed his fingers into the waistband of my skirt, then came the long slow sound as bit by bit he slid the zip down, gliding his fingers over my buttocks at the same time. A quick flick of his thumb and the button popped open. My relief at the removal of this constriction was short lived as he helped my skirt with its decent to the floor.

"Mark, I must commend you on your choice of uniform." Carl said, "Tips must be good hey Emma?" he continued, slapping me firmly on both arse cheeks.

They all laughed. I was sure that many customers would have loved to do this to me. Hours of hands groping my arse, supposedly accidental brushes against my breasts, endless lewd suggestions and some downright disgusting ones, and frequent requests for a peck on the cheek and often much more were all part and parcel of my life at the bar.

I was snapped back from my thoughts as Carl ran his hands over my hips, then up the front of my blouse and over my tits. He paused with a firm hold on my breasts, massaging both of them, pushing them up and squeezing, then rolling them around in circles.

"You're having a good time there", PC Wilkes said to Carl, "but what about us?"

My heart sank. Of course they would all want a piece.

"OK," Carl replied "Emma, put you hands behind your head and stand up."

I quietly did as I was told, standing upright and placing both hands behind my head. This forced my breasts out and my nipples could be clearly seen through the tight material. Carl grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me into the open space infront of the door. He stood infront of me with a big smile on his face, while PC Wilkes walked around behind me and started to grope my arse.

Carl Raised his hands to the top of my blouse and started to undo the buttons. One by one he popped them open, revealing my lacy white bra. The dark shape of my nipples was clearly visible through the lace and Carl stared transfixed by what he saw. When he finished I was almost pulled over as PC Wilkes tore the blouse off my shoulders. My arms were pulled from my head with the force and I quickly put them back, hoping not to incur the wrath of these men.

PC Wilkes wasted no time and quickly unclipped my bra strap , grabbed my panties and slid them to the floor. Carl slid his hands under the now limp bra cups and resumed his assault on my chest. He pulled at the nipples, dragging my breasts forward. PC Wilkes slid his hands around my hips and over my pussy. One hand stopped at my clit, roughly pulling at it with his fingers, while the other sank lower in search of the entrance to my sex. It was not long until he found it.

My mind was reeling as both men assaulted my body. Hands were groping at my clit and delving deep into my pussy. My tits were being pulled all over the place, my nipples nearly bursting as they were pinched and teased. My neck was being kissed and sucked all over, my ears chewed, and my whole body was being crushed between my two assailants.

All the time I had to hold my hands behind my head, leaving myself open to this abuse. The feeling of helplessness just increased my arousal. My juices were flowing freely and starting to run down my leg. My nipples were as hard as stone, and electric shocks were flowing through my clit.

"Nothing found so far!" they both laughed, obviously amused by their little fake story and keen to carry on the façade. "Let's look a little deeper."

I knew this had been coming. What I had previously feared was something I now found myself desiring. I could not believe that now I actually wanted to be taken by these men, to feel them inside me, to complete my journey to orgasm. But I couldn't let them know that.

"No!" I pleaded, "you know I don't have anything. You know this was a mistake." I turned to my boss in a final plea for help. "Mark, call them off, tell them you were wrong!"

I continued to look towards Mark, pleading with him with my eyes to let me out of this nightmare situation while inside I desperately wanted him to seal my fate.

"Let you go?" Mark laughed jokingly, "and miss the chance to finally nail that sweet body of yours. Why the hell would I do that?"

I felt a hand grab hold of the back of my garter belt, pulling me backwards. Suddenly my arse backed into a table. In a blur I was lifted onto the table and pulled backwards, my hands forced above my head and held down firmly. I kicked my legs but then they were caught, first one, then the other. I was helpless as these three men held me down.

The tables in the bar were long and narrow, with several pairs of legs at regular distances down their length. I was dragged along the table to the middle of its length, and my legs were pulled down either side, spreading them wide and giving easy access to my pussy. I struggled to get free, but with little effort they were able to secure my ankles to the table legs with tape. Carl secured my hands with a pair of handcuffs squeezed tight around my wrists.

My assailants stood back to admire their handwork.

"A most adorable table decoration." Mark joked. "I should think about having one on every table during opening hours."

This was met by nods of agreement from all.

I hated how exposed I was. Anyone could do anything, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. Mark could open the door and invite the whole street in, and each one could take his turn without any resistance.

Mark walked around to stand next to my head, looking down at me and smiling. He reached across and the pulled my head towards him, unzipping his trousers with the other hand and pulling out a 6 inch cock which stood tall and proud just in front of my nose. He continued pulling my head, sliding it into his groin with my nose burrowing into his pubic hair. His other hand came to rest on my right breast.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my nipple. Mark was twisting and pulling at my swollen nipple. My eyes started to water as the pain seemed to grow.

"Just to let you know to do what I say.", Mark smirked, "Now start licking and sucking."

I was relieved that the pain was gone as he released his grip. I quickly started to lick at his balls, desperate to prevent the return of the pain I had just felt. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth, one at a time, rolling it around and teasing it with my tongue. Mark started to moan and began to gently massage my breasts. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the pleasure I was giving to him.

I lifted my head slightly and started to lick his shaft, running my tongue over the veins that covered its length. He helped guide it towards my mouth and I licked the droplet of pre-cum off the top. I started to massage the top of his dick with my tongue, flicking it back and forth, pulling on the foreskin and kissing it all over.

"Wow, she can really suck cock!" Carl said with a hint of admiration. "Let's she if she is as good at fucking."

He slipped his belt off, undid his trousers and climbed up onto the table. I could feel him kneeling between my legs as he started to finger my clit. Rolling it around under his fingers, then tickling it gently with such a light touch it started to drive me wild. I shuddered as I felt his tongue rub across my pussy then start licking away at my clit.

I tried to pull my legs together but was held firm by the tape around my ankles. I could feel his tongue running around the lips of my pussy, teasing my hole by gently probing, then moving up and flicking my clit a few times. His tongue felt great as it eased into my sex, twisting around just inside my hole and licking up my juices.

His tongue slowly licked up to my clit, then carried on up my stomach and onto my breasts, He took my nipple in his mouth and teased it with his tongue, then seemed to suck my entire mound into his mouth. He licked all around my breast, the wet path of his tongue leaving a cool trail over my chest. He sucked each of my breasts in turn, playing with my nipples, sucking in the flesh of my mounds, biting onto my nipple and pulling my breast out from my chest with his teeth.

I starting to moan as I got more and more aroused. I opened my eyes and could see Mark's cock bouncing around infront of me. I'd almost forgotten about it and quickly sucked it deep into my mouth. I ran my tongue up and down its length, sucking it deep into my throat and tasting his pre-cum. I teased his foreskin with my teeth, gently pulling at it.

The trail of Carl's tongue started its final journey up to my head, running up my chest, up my neck, then pushing into my ear. I felt his dick on the inside of my thigh, then without warning he thrust it all the way in to my pussy. I must have been so wet as there was no resistance.

Carl pushed himself up on his arms and started a fast and furious rhythm. I could not believe how fast he was pounding his cock into me. Loud sucking noises were coming from my hole as his prick shot in and out. He could not possibly last long like this and I hoped I'd get the chance to come before he was finished.

My hope was in vain as he stiffened and shot his load deep into my sex. I could feel his cock pulsing as it emptied his cum deep into my body. He smiled down at me, then climbed off. Mark started to get close to cumming so pulled himself out of my mouth to calm down a bit.

I could see that PC Wilkes had already taken off his clothes and I knew he would be next to take me. His dick was about average from my experience, somewhere around 6 inches long and a couple of inches around. I was amused to see that he had shaved off all of his pubic hair.

He looked down between my legs and curled his nose up.

"Arrgh, sloppy seconds!" he complained. He looked over at Sasha. "You, come and clean this up."

Sasha looked at him with hatred, but held her arms out showing the handcuffs clearly securing her to the table. PC Wilkes laughed, retrieved the keys from his discarded trousers and proceeded to free her from her bonds. He grabbed her firmly by the hair, pulled her across to me and shoved her head into my crotch.

"Lick that pussy clean." he commanded.

Sasha started to lick around my pussy, lapping up the cum that was smeared over my lips and clit. She licked up and down my slit, sending shivers of excitement through my spine. She had trouble reaching into my hole which PC Wilkes noticed and so he started to lift her up.

"Get onto the table, lick it out properly." he instructed.

She complied with his commands, clambering onto the table and licking at the entrance to my sex, her arse sticking right up in the air. Mark was transfixed by what he saw, and I could see his eyes light up as he had an idea. A smile crept over my face as I watched him climb up behind her, tugging on his dick all the time, bringing it to its full length.

Sasha looked up in horror as she felt his cock slip easily into her exposed pussy. A light hand on the back of her head pushed her down to resume her task of cleaning me up while Mark started up a steady rhythm. A look of ecstasy spread over his face. This must have been something he had dreamed about on many occasions.

Mark's regular thrusts into Sasha pushed her rhythmically into my clit, sending pulses of pleasure through my body. I knew my own juices were being added to those of Carl that she was trying to remove. I was hoping this could go on and on. I hadn't felt so turned on for ages and it was a relief not to have some guy banging away with no care for my own feelings and desires. Men are good, don't get me wrong, but women can do things men aren't even aware of.

I knew Sasha must have finished removing the last remnants of Carl's seed, but she stayed between my legs, licking for all she was worth as Mark took her from behind. I could swear she was enjoying it, moaning loudly and pushing her arse back into Mark's crotch in time with his thrusts. As Mark's eyes began to close he pulled Sasha back as hard as he could and then grimaced as he shot his seed into her. A long, deep moan issued from her throat. When he was finally spent he climbed off the table then collapsed onto one of the bar chairs, his cock gradually deflating and leaving a trail of cum over his leg.

PC Wilkes pushed at Sasha. "OK, that's enough. Get out of the way."

Sasha climbed off the table to be replaced by PC Wilkes, his firm cock pointing at me with menace. Falling forward he placed a hand either side of my head, lowering his body onto mine. I could feel his cock sliding up my leg and banging into my crotch as he searched for the entrance to my pussy. After several failed attempts he slid home, helped by the lubricating saliva left by Sasha. I stared emotionless into his eyes as he started to slowly slide in and out of my pussy, a stupid grin etched onto his face.

Every time he thrust deep into my pussy I could feel his pelvis pushing into my clit, driving surges of electricity deep into my body. I was determined to remain unmoved, starring into his eyes, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me enjoy his assault. His eyes never left mine as he pushed faster and faster into my hole. Sometime he would hit my g-spot and drive me crazy inside, but I would bite down on my tongue desperately trying to keep my face as if was etched in stone.

He looked down at my breasts, oscillating back and forth on my chest in time with his movement. Clearly visible on top were my nipples, standing up like two signs advertising one horny slut. I cursed them as he looked back up to me.

"Enjoying this, yeah?"

"Like having my teeth pulled." I replied, doing all I could to remain outwardly emotionless, while inside my emotions were in a turmoil of lust.

PC Wilkes laughed. "Your body tells a different story."

I knew he was right, but I would not give him the satisfaction of admitting it. He continued his assault on my pussy, driving in and out with ever increasing urgency. His face broke out in a massive smile as I felt his cum shoot deep into me.

"Oh yeah!!!" he screamed in triumph as he came again and again in my snatch. I could feel his seed start to leak out and flow down towards my anus as he made a last few thrusts into me, then slipped easily out. He stepped back to admire his conquest, then walked away, the smile seemingly now a permanent fixture on his face.

A strange quiet filled the room, only broken by my heavy breathing and the sound of PC Wilkes pouring himself a drink. I could see Mark staring at me intensely, sending me a clear message that all was not over.

"Sasha, Emma needs your help once again" he said, never once leaving my gaze.

"She needs help as well" Carl added, "I'm not finished yet and don't fancy the state of that right now" pointing to Sasha's cum covered snatch.

"Sasha, go and clean Emma up, and while you are at it, let her get that lovely tongue of hers to work on your pussy, but don't release her. Once we have had a drink we expect things to be ready for us."

Sasha and I looked at each other, a resigned look in each of our eyes, as Carl and Mark went over to PC Wilkes and started to pour out drinks.

"Come on Sasha, let's get this over with." I said to her encouragingly.

Sasha climbed up onto the table in a classic 69 position. Leaning forward she began to lick away the sticky mess from between my legs. Infront of me her cum soaked pussy hung in the air, a small bush of pubic hair sitting just above a cleanly shaven pussy. A small trickle of cum started to leak out. I stuck my tongue out in time to catch it as it dripped, then I took it into my mouth and rolled it over my tongue, savouring that lovely taste.

She lowered her hips down and then I was really able to go to work, licking up and down her lips, cleaning up around her clit and delving deep into her hole to suck out as much cum as I could find. Each time I touched her clit with my tongue she would push her hips back into my face, forcing my nose into her hole. Her juices cloaked my nose in that lovely aroma that I enjoy so much.

After a few minutes licking away at that lovely pussy I heard several glasses being banged down on a table, the sliding of chairs and I knew that the guys were on their way back to us. Sasha got off me and took a few steps back, awaiting her next command. I remained helplessly strapped to the table.

Mark walked across to me, looking down with a cruel grin on his face. I knew he had something planned.

"I know you've had feelings for me Emma, ever since you came here." He began. "I could tell from your flirting, from the provocative way you would dress, from the way you would brush against me whenever you could."

"GO TO HELL!!" I yelled.

"On the contrary, I'm planning on going to heaven" he said, laughing at what he thought was a joke," and you are going to take me there."

"Doesn't seem like I have much choice, does it?" I said grudgingly.

"Well, we can change that." He continued. "I'm going to let you off this table, get rid of the tape, and the handcuffs. You will be free. Then I'm going to sit on that chair over there, and you're going to walk over and give me the best time of my life.

"Not in my lifetime!" I hissed defiantly.

"Yes, in your lifetime. In fact, today. In fact, now!", he responded, " 'cos if you don't, your nightmare may never end! It's one o'clock in the morning, and I'm sure we can find some people outside who would love to be introduced to you, especially the way you are looking now. I'm sure there will be a queue of willing admirers ready to show you how happy they are to be with you."

"You bastard. You wouldn't dare!" I said, in as confident a way as I could, given my current situation.

"He walked over to the door, quickly slipping both bolts to one side and reaching for the key.

"Oh, and we might as well throw Sasha in to the little party as well," he continued turning towards me. "I'm sure she'll thank you for that."