You can watch us draw this prompt from the Wheel of Smut by clicking here.
I really, really enjoyed this one. Nothing like a little freeuse to brighten up my Sunday night!
Initially, I thought I’d do a scene where Grant and Chelsea were in a grocery store during opening hours, but I think this is actually even more fun. It fulfills that exhibitionist desire while also being sure all participants are actively consenting adults.
I’m not sure if I’ll keep a canon timeline or if I’ll change Chelsea and Grant’s jobs to suit whatever the prompt is. It may be that their lives change to fit what I need to write that week, but it’ll always be Chelsea and Grant. Am I sorely tempted to write them a whole fucking novel now? As my son said when I asked if he was making a case to me for us to buy a second Nintendo Switch…maaaaaybe.
There’s also a reference in there that I just couldn’t resist making. I think you’ll be able to spot it quite easily. 😝
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this week’s steamy one-shot…just some light degradation, of course. 😏
– Sian
Trigger Warnings: This fic includes hardcore BDSM including exhibitionism, degradation, and consensual non-consent. If these are triggers for you, please consider skipping this story.
★★★★★
The Night Shift
“You need to come to one of the stores tonight and help the night shift crew,” Grant tells me over the phone.
I blink in surprise as I sit at my desk at work, but I know an instruction when I hear one. “Yes, Sir.”
“I’ll send you the address via text. I appreciate you helping them out.”
I work late, leaving at ten, and drive to the address Grant sent me. I’m wearing the same business suit I wore to work, but I’ve removed the jacket over my see-through blouse and I don’t have a bra on. As I park in front of one of the chain of grocery stores that Grant’s company owns, my heart pounds in my chest.
I approach the automatic doors, and they don’t open. A few buff guys are standing nearby, and I knock on the door to get their attention, but they ignore me. Cold air blows up my short skirt and reaches my pussy. My nipples are stiff and hard against my blouse. Heat rushes to my cheeks from knowing that as soon as any of these men looks at me, they’ll be able to see them clearly.
I knock again, but they still ignore me. I stand there shivering for another minute before I pull my phone out of the pocket of my skirt and call Grant.
“Yes?”
“I’m here, Sir. There are some people here, but they don’t seem to hear my knocking.”
“No. They know you’re there. You’re just not worth looking at right now,” he chuckles. “Lift your skirt and show them your cunt.”
Heat burns my cheeks as I lift my skirt. Finally, the men inside turn to look at me, all four of their eyes trained on my pussy, which is already drenched.
“Very good, baby girl. Jeremy is your boss for the evening, so do anything he says,” Grant purrs down the line before the call cuts out. His next words can be heard through the speakers in the grocery store as he makes an announcement over the PA system. “Let her in and put her to good use.”
I haven’t dropped my skirt because I wasn’t told to, so when a tall, sexy, black-haired man flicks the switch to open the doors and then comes to stand in front of me, I’m still holding it up at my hips.
“I’m Jeremy. Thanks for coming to help us out,” he says as he casually pushes a finger into my pussy, followed by another. “I think you’ll be very useful.”
He continues to finger me for a few seconds as the automatic doors close behind him again. He raises a hand to my breast and runs a thumb over my hard nipple. I moan softly before he pulls his fingers out of me and turns back to the store.
“Follow me.”
I trail him as he walks over to the group of men standing nearby, and they’re watching me intently. I still haven’t been told to lower my skirt, so I keep it raised to my hips, my cheeks burning with heat as the men alternate their gazes between my exposed pussy and my breasts.
Jeremy turns to glare at me. “What are you doing? Lower your skirt. That’s completely inappropriate. If you expose yourself like that, I’ll have to punish you for sexual harassment.”
The men smirk at me as I drop my skirt. “Yes, Sir.”
“You can start by helping Mike stock the Cruise Control display. We’ve already hung the banners for the promotion that’s starting tomorrow, but we need you to fill the display.”
I nod as I look at a pallet of the band’s merch sitting next to a display in prime position near the store entrance. Grant told me about this deal they’d made a few months ago.
I follow a tall man with sandy-blonde hair and muscled arms that are shown off in his short-sleeved t-shirt to the display.
“Start with these mugs,” he says in a gravelly voice, and I nod.
We’ve been working for about fifteen minutes when he pulls his shirt off over his head and tosses it aside. His body is glorious to behold, and I find it hard to believe that these gorgeous men all just happen to work the night shift here. It reminds me that my Dom is watching everything I do.
I’m on my hands and knees filling up the bottom shelf of the display, when cold air hits my ass and pussy. I stiffen as a soft hand runs over my ass cheek.
“Mmm. Very nice, Chelsea,” Mike says, and I swallow heavily because Jeremy didn’t mention my name to him.
I hold still as a hot, wet tongue laps at my pussy. I moan in ecstasy as he eats me out, trying to continue to focus on my task but failing miserably. I manage to half-fill the bottom shelf while I moan in ecstasy, and I grip onto it for dear life when I tip into orgasm.
“Yes, Mike. Oh, fuck, yes. Oh my god, that’s so good,” I squeal as he continues to eat me while waves of pleasure rock my body.
I pant for breath as his mouth disappears before a deep voice growls, “I told you not to expose yourself, Chelsea. Now you need to be punished for sexual harassment.”
I shudder at the cold voice of Jeremy and expect to be told to stand up. Instead, I jolt in surprise when something hard is brought down roughly on my ass cheek.
“Naughty girls who sexually harass their colleagues”—he brings it down on my ass cheek again—“get the wooden spoon.”
My cheeks burn almost as hot as my stinging ass cheeks by the time he’s spanked me twenty times.
“Your punishment isn’t over, Chelsea,” Jeremy growls. “Lie on your back and spread your legs.”
I do as told, and the wooden spoon is pushed into my pussy as I moan in delight at being punished this way.
“Do you like that?” He smirks at me, and I nod.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Of course you do.”
He rubs my clit while fucking me with the handle of the wooden spoon. I can barely feel the spoon, but I can feel it enough that it drives me wild. Right as I’m about to come, Jeremy pulls it out of me.
“I think we need something more. You got something, Shawn?”
I look over to see another shirtless man with the body of a god mopping the floor nearby and gasp as he smirks at me.
“I think I’ve got something that will work.”
He trails the mop along the floor behind him before he kneels in front of me and pushes it into my wet pussy.
“Yeah, take it, baby,” Shawn says in a low, seductive voice. “Take this mop handle like a good girl.”
Jeremy continues to rub my clit while Shawn fucks me with the mop. I moan and writhe as they bring me to orgasm.
“That’s right. Come on this mop to learn that you shouldn’t sexually harass your coworkers,” Jeremy says, his eyes hooded with lust.
As I come, another man whose name I don’t even know rips my blouse open, the buttons popping off it and completely ruining it before he lowers his mouth to my exposed breast.
I thrust my fingers into his hair and revel in the sensations overwhelming me. The mop disappears from my pussy, and a cock is pushed into it instead. Whoever it is isn’t wearing a condom, but I know Grant will have vetted these men before allowing them anywhere near me.
I look up into Mike’s blue eyes, and he gives me a sexy smile as he fucks me. The fifth man, whose name I also don’t know, positions himself over me and pushes his cock past my lips.
I lose myself to the experience and float away, nothing but the sensations of hands on me and cocks being pushed into my mouth and pussy. I swallow the loads of both guy number five and Shawn before Mike comes inside me. His cock is quickly replaced with the cock of guy number four, whose mouth at my breast is replaced by Jeremy’s.
When guy number four comes inside me, Jeremy takes his place, bracing himself over me as he pushes his cock into me.
“Are you enjoying this punishment, Chelsea?” he asks as he thrusts roughly into me.
I try to find my voice, but I can’t speak. The world is glowing, and I’m in complete ecstasy, so I just nod and smile at him.
He frowns and stops moving before he calls out, “Grant. You might want to check her.”
“Safety light check, baby girl?”
Grant’s voice comes through the speakers and grounds me enough in reality to allow me to respond. “Green, Daddy.”
“Good girl. You can fuck the shit out of her, Jeremy.”
He does just that. Shawn plays with my breasts while guy number five tongues my clit as Jeremy fucks me. I moan and scream as their skills bring me to orgasm repeatedly before Jeremy finally comes buried deep inside me.
“Fuck, yes. Your pussy is so good,” he growls as he empties his load in me. Finally, he pulls out of me and grins down at me. “Wait here.”
I lie on the cold floor, panting for breath as all five men walk away without another glance at me. My entire body is on fire as I wait to see what will happen next. I’m exhausted already, but I know that I’ll take anything that comes my way.
My eyes drift closed until the sound of someone approaching startles me into opening them. I look over and smile as I see Grant walking toward me, looking as sexy as ever.
“Do you know how good you look right now, baby girl?”
He pulls out his phone to start snapping pictures of me. My pussy clenches, and I bite my lip as I stare up at him. He kneels next to me and rubs my clit in slow circles.
“My beautiful used-up whore. Her pussy filled with the cum from three men.” He trails his hand up to my stomach and presses firmly on it. “Her belly filled with the cum from two more.” He brings his hand up to my nipple and twists it painfully. “Nipples that are hard and red from being pulled on and licked and sucked.” His hand continues up to my bottom lip, which he strokes with his thumb. “Swollen lips from the cocks that have been fucking her mouth. Daddy likes you looking like this.” He straightens up and starts undoing his pants. “But not as much as he likes being the one with his cock stuffed into your tight, wet cunt.”
He moves over me and fucks me slowly, lovingly, with long passionate kisses. It’s as good, if not better than being used by the five men I met tonight. There’s more to it because Grant is the man I love, and it’s almost as though everything else was foreplay for this moment. I wrap my legs around him and take every inch of him as he fucks me.
By the time he comes inside me, I’ve never felt happier. We come together, and our moans of ecstasy echo around the empty store before we lay together, panting for breath for a minute or so before he kisses me.
“Wait here for a second.” Grant disappears down one of the aisles and returns with a pair of panties. “Put these on. They’ll stop you from making a mess on the way to the staff bathroom.”
I cringe as I stand up and look at the puddle of cum and pussy juice on the floor where I was lying. “Bit late for that.”
“Don’t worry. That’ll be sorted.” Grant smiles at me and takes my hand as he leads me to the staff bathroom.
There, he washes me in the warm water before allowing me to put on my skirt and the torn blouse that I manage to keep together by tying it at the front under my breasts as Grant grins at me. He stops in the security office and saves the files from the security cameras before he erases the recordings from the time I arrived until now.
We walk back through the store with no sign of the guys except for the fact that the puddle of bodily fluids we’d left behind is gone now and the Cruise Control display has been filled.
We grab my phone and car keys from where I left them, and Grant drives us home, where we snuggle up in bed together.
I’ve never loved him more.
★★★★★
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