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... not, I was enjoying the hell out of this.

"Good girl," she purred. "Stand up." As I stood, she smiled at me. "Did you have fun?"

I nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good, then we have one more item," she held up a small plastic item. It took me a moment to realize it was a chastity cage. "This will make sure you don't have any more issues during your shifts."

My breath caught my with my excitement. I'd always loved the idea of being a caged sissy, but somehow the idea of it actually happening was both scarier and more exciting than I believed.

Sandy manipulated my bits for a few moments. I wasn't entirely comfortable for parts of it, but then I was swiftly caged up. The click of the lock making me thrill and I squirted a little.

Sandy caught the bit of pre-cum on her finger and held it to my lips. I dutifully sucked it clean.

"Are you ready, girl?" she grinned.

I looked down at my locked up clit, thrilled but also a little scared where this was going.

"Yes, Mistress," I replied.

"Just Sandy for now. We'll talk more about the possibility of more 'Mistress' for you later," she then leaned in and kissed me softly. "Now, fix your make-up, we'll cover you for a few more minutes."

Sandy headed out and I moved over to the sink. I washed up, then I realized my make-up was in my purse in the back. I just cleaned up as best I could and hoped I didn't have that 'freshly fucked' look. I was pretty sure I was failing miserably.

I took a deep breath and headed ...

... back out to the floor. It took me a few minutes to get back in the right head space, but once I got going, I was back on. I was definitely able to focus much more, though there was a subtle feeling of being horny underneath everything.

Samantha pulled me aside at one point, "The girls all want to take you out after the shift to celebrate your first day. You're probably going to be sore and tired, so we'll keep it quick. What do you think?"

"Absolutely! You girls are the best," I said. Samantha pulled me in and hugged me.

"Do you have something else to wear?" she asked. "Most of us bring another outfit to change into."

I shook my head, "Nope, I didn't even think about it."

"Yeah, I figured," she said. "Talk with Rallie. She always seems to have a dozen outfits at any time and I think you're about her size."

The next time I was over at the bar picking up an order, I said, "Rallie, apparently the girls all want to go out after work. Do you have something I could change into after work?"

Rallie looked me up and down, smiling big, "Yeah, I have a little black dress that should fit you. Its pretty slinky, but its a great dress."

"You are awesome, thanks girl!" I smiled and bounded away. I couldn't believe how awesome this night was.

The shift wrapped up, I was cut a little early to give me extra time to learn what side work I needed to do and how to fully check out. I was amazed that I pulled down several hundred dollars in tips and it was my first night. ...