Where the Bad Guys Always Win

The Christmas Slave

Julia sighed as she looked at the mounting bills on her table. She had no idea how she was going to last through the end of the holiday season, much less into the next year. Maybe she should have kept her mouth shut after all.

The curvy young blonde used to be a secretary to a rich CEO of a conglomerate. Yes, she knew capitalism was evil and all, but she hoped she could do some good. That is, until her boss got divorced. He became much crueler and more corrupt, and more importantly, began to make passes at her. When she rebuffed him, he got more grabby and was soon groping her body. That's when she fought him off and quit, storming out. He yelled at her to get back there and that she would regret defying him.

He was right.

She went public with what happened, which just made her life worse. Nobody, not even regular retail stores, would hire her, even for the lowliest position. She didn't have any immediate family, no boyfriend, and her close friends soon cut her off when it became clear associating with her was bad for their public stature. What's worse, the bastard who assaulted her ended up just getting another high-level job just a month later after getting a $250 million buyout from the old company. Meanwhile, her bank account was running on empty and she couldn't even afford rent for this month, let alone anything Christmas-related.

Julia went to get her mail, which included a strange envelope. Opening it up, it was an advertisement for a quick hostess job. All she had to do was serve drinks for a party and she'd get $25,000 instantly. She noted the address. It was a swank casino with all kinds of sexy girl waitresses. Julia had always dismissed the place as patriarchal bullshit meant to demean women, but if entry-level girls were getting paid this well, maybe the women had a point working there. Not like she had much of a choice.

The next day, Julia pushed up her glasses as she walked into the casino. The greeter saw the notice and directed Julia over to the side office. As soon as she entered, she saw one of the most sleazy men she had ever seen and instantly regretted ever stepping foot in the place. He very clearly was undressing her with his eyes and Julia had to remind herself that the pay was worth it. The sleazy man handed over a contract. Julia thought read over the first couple pages, but eventually she knew it was pointless to argue over terms and just signed on the last page.

A few days later, Julia went into the locker room to see the outfit she had to wear. She sighed. Of course, it was scantily-clad. Since it was Christmas time, the outfit was a sexy Santa outfit, but cut in a way to emphasize her sultry body. The top was basically two vertical strips that barely covered her tits, a mini-skirt, hat, cuffs, and stockings. One of the most humiliating aspects was the brown collar she had to wear. It made her feel even more dehumanized and she wished there was a world without corrupt perverted men controlling everything.

Also in the dressing room were a few other beautiful girls, all wearing their own versions of the sexy outfits. Next to her were a red-haired girl named Sara and a black-haired woman named Kristy. Sara's outfit was different, in that it was basically a red Christmas-themed bikini with opera gloves, while Kristy's outfit was like Julia's except with a thong instead of a skirt. Both women were in similar situations as her, where they were desperate for money with no one to fall back on.

The women were rounded up by the manager and were told each were assigned to a specific client and their goal was to make said clients happy, whatever they had to do. Julia shuddered at the obvious implication, vowing to try and find some way out of letting such awful men use her body for their pleasure. She'd put on a face and get them whatever food or drinks they wanted, maybe even blow on his dice or whatever, but she would definitely emphasize a “Look, don't touch” approach.

One of the assistants handed Julia a slip, telling her where her client was. She walked out and grabbed a tray with some alcoholic drink and walked over, swaying her hips the best she could. The sexy blonde arrived at her destination, a poker table, and asked her client if he wanted a drink. Then, she got a good look at him and immediately wanted to throw up.

It was her old boss!

They made eye contact and he grinned, recognizing her on sight. He took the drink and savored her predicament. He asked if she regretted spurning him now. She wanted to tell him off, but Julia's desire to get paid made her keep her polite demeanor, snidely telling him she was doing just fine and just needed some extra spending cash for her new boyfriend. The jackass simply laughed, not buying her obvious lie for a second and sipped his drink once again. Then he ordered some french fries and another drink and told to get going, slapping her ass as she began to walk away.

Grumbling to herself, Julia kept trying to tell herself that the money was worth just a few nights of humiliation and got her old boss his food order. She came back and her old boss told her that it was proper etiquette to bow when accepting a compliment, then told her she looked wonderfully slutty. Swallowing her pride, Julia bent over, thanking him in the most meek voice she could muster, inadvertently giving him a nice view of her boobs.

After a few more rounds of successful gambling, the boss ordered Julia to sit down on his lap. Knowing this would lead to far more touching, she politely declined, but then he reminded her of what her rules were and said he'd hate to complain and get her fired before getting any money whatsoever. With a grunt and a whimper, Julia had no choice by to comply and sat on her hated boss' lap.

While on the man's lap, Julia felt so disgusted with herself. She was a feminist in college and wanted to prove her worth in the business world, yet here she was being forced to practically prostitute herself just to survive another month. The boss, as expected, soon rubbed her ass and hips, savoring her shapely body, before moving forward and dipping under her skirt. She yelped and tried to get off him, but he again reminded her of just how little power she had right now. With a whimper, Julia once again admitted defeat and let him molest her.

Within seconds, Julia found herself getting hot as the man's fingers manipulated her pussy with surprising ease. She was still wearing her panties, but she soon found herself panting and moaning and her pussy getting wet. Once he found her clit, he attacked furiously, and soon Julia was trying to stifle her screams before the dam broke and she came. Shame rushed through her body, not believing she allowed this to happen.

Chuckling, the boss asked if she enjoyed herself. Julia forced herself to say “Yes,” but then recoiled when he asked for her panties for proof. After another reminder, a sullen Julia slowly took off her panties and gave them to him, repulsed by him sniffing her wetness before putting her wet panties in his shirt pocket like a trophy. He then ordered her to reposition herself to sit on his crotch.

Julia wanted nothing more than to refuse, but she knew she had no choice. When he positioned her just the way he wanted, he then quickly slapped leather cuffs on her wrists, keeping her arms locked to the armrests. Julia began to panic, wondering what was going on, especially when he then when to grope her tits, but he leaned in close to her and whispered the truth in her ear. The contract she and the other girls signed were slave contracts, giving themselves completely to the club. She wriggled in his grasp, trying to deny it, but he confirmed it. The club already seized all of her assets, including her bank account and house, and she now had nothing to her name. The same was true of the other girls as well.

Swinging her head, Julia saw Sara and Kristy being groped and molested by their clients, not resisting the men at all. Her boss then told her that if she understood the reality to spread her legs and show off her wet pussy for everyone. Julia tried to think of some way out of this, but if what he said was true, she truly had nothing left. With a gasp, the sexy blonde spread her legs, the shame and humiliation surging through her.

Grinning, her boss continued to fondle her tits for several more minutes, delighting in her gasps of pleasure as she tried to fight her feelings. But soon his cock was too hard. He let go of her tits and unzipped his pants, quickly guiding his stiff cock to her waiting pussy. Julia yelped as she felt the invasion. She knew he was trying to get inside her for years, but all the denials and brushbacks seemed pointless now that he was having his way with her here.

Worse still, his cock felt really good inside her. She was shocked how much she was enjoying being this pervert's fuck toy. Julia tried to rationalize it that it had been so long since she had gotten laid, but deep down she knew that was only an excuse. His hands returned to her boobs, this time pulling down her outfit and mauling her naked tits uncontested, and Julia's arousal went into overdrive. She soon found herself moaning and shuddering as pleasure washed over her body. Without thinking, she began bouncing up and down on his cock all on her own initiative, which pleased her old boss greatly.

Multiple orgasms raced through Julia's body, and she could feel what little pride she had getting flushed away, the reality of the situation making her more docile and pliant. Eventually, he couldn't hold on any longer and erupted inside her pussy. She wished she had taken birth control medicine beforehand, but realized there wasn't much point now. Feeling his seed filling her womb, she came one final time and laid back on his shoulder, panting heavily.

While she was recovering, her old boss unlocked her cuffs and soon pushed her onto her knees underneath the poker table. He ordered her to clean her off, then after a few hands they would move to a more private room for even more fun. Julia gulped and looked outside his chair, only to see Kristy giving her client a blowjob while Sara was still being molested as her client led her away to another secluded room.

With a whimper, Julia looked up at her old boss, a triumphant smile on his face. After all the evil, corrupt things he did, he was rewarded with even more money and power, while Julia, who tried to do the right thing, was now a legalized sex slave after having lost everything. With a sigh, Julia gripped her Master's cock and began to lick and suck it clean, something she would be doing a lot more of in the years to come.

Julia hated how trying to resist the patriarchy ruined her life.

She only realized far too late that both of them got the Christmas present they deserved.