Katee fell back with terror. He had never spoken to her like this.
“Ron please take a breath. I’ll go serve the coffee in the outfit I came in with.”
“No no no, that’s not a standardized outfit. You’re trying to get me in trouble with the health authority aren’t you you little whore?” he said as he roughly grabbed the poor teen’s arm causing her to cry in pain.
“No no Ron, I’m not. It was a mistake I’m sorry.” She wailed. Trying to think of something to calm him down.
Then he let her go. Just as abruptly as he angered, be was now overflowing with joy.
“An Idea!” He said with a wide smile on his face. “Your nasty clothes you came in with aren’t part of your uniform, but your bra and panties are.”
Katee scowled “No thanks Ron, I’m not going out there in my bra and panties. Give me part of my money that I’m owed and let me be then.”
“Not so fassst” He cooed “Remember what I said. You get paid in full, or not at all.” He said before continuing. “I may have one more health authority approved nursing outfit, but I have to look for it. It’s not worth looking for unless you tell me. Do you want to wear the new nursing uniform, your bra and panties, or go back to old poor dirty Bobby boy with nothing?” He sneered
Katee had an uneasy feeling. But after mulling the options, she bet on the new outfit. Even though she looked like a slut in the old uniform it was a heck of a lot better than being out there in her skimpy push up bra and thong. And after all of this, she didn’t want to contribute nothing to her Grandpa’s debt.
“Perfecto-mundooo my girl, my sweet sweet young girl.” He cooed as the oafishly large man pranced away into the corner of the employee lounge.
Almost too quickly, he came back with the new uniform that he was supposed to be looking for. He threw it at Katee, and sneered. “It was your choice my sweet little girl.”
Katee inquisitively looked at the outfit, having a hard time telling what was what. She gulped as she figured out how it was intended to be worn.
It was a white sheer one piece string lingerie set with a red cross in between the cups of the bra. It was trimmed with red lace. The red string was meant to tie around the back of the neck and back in between her shoulder blades.
There was no cloth covering the back so her entire upper torso would be nude from behind save for the tiny strings the wrapped around to tie it. The front of it had only a thin white half cup silk bra. In between the two bra cups there was a red silk bow tied to make a red cross. The torso had a thin white strip of sheer transparent piece of fabric. The strip extended down to the hips where it ended in a red lace ribbon that wrapped around to tie just above the ass. The ‘skirt’ was about an inch of see through lace frill that hung down uselessly from the red ribbon. Attached was a red lace G-string that would simply sink between the ass cheeky. The front was the only solid white part of the outfit apart from the half cup bra, meant to cover her pussy.
Katee looked at it quizzically, before starting to wrap it around her body.
“UH Humm.” Ron exclaimed “Just what do you think you’re doing dear? You have to take off those silly bra and panties. Remember?” He squealed
Katee knew that this man would hold her to what she said. Once again he pulled up a chair and slid it just a foot from her. He took a big whiff in, before asking her to continue.
Katee knew he wasn’t going to let her change in the bathroom, or even close his eyes. The young teen gulped, before she unclipped her bra and dropped it to the floor.
Once again the man took his bulbous cock out and started stroking it. He started to breath heavily. “Oh such perfect young tits, so big, so juicy, Oh my my my girl.” He started to rabble like a madmen, fixated on her naked tits.
Katee looked him dead in the eye
“No touching Ron. I mean it.”
“Ronald is a good boy my sweet girl.” He drooled, fixated on the teen’s naked tits bouncing in front of him. In all his years he’s never seen tits like this. He’s never even imagined tits like this. These were the type of tits that you seen drawn on cartoons, tits this perfect weren’t supposed to exist in real life.
His drool hit the ground as he was mesmerized by her tits seemingly levitating in front of him. “Oh my, what tits young girl, so juicy, so big. So perfect” He said in a trance like state as he reached out and grabbed one, causing Katee to squeal and slap his hand away.
“Ron!” she screamed.
Ron said nothing. He continued to watch and stroke his cock.
Giving an exhale, Katee dropped out of her thong panties and laid them beside her bra. Ron couldn’t control himself as the naked teen goddess stood in front of him in all of her glory.
He motioned for her to turn around and so him her naked ass. Knowing she had no choice at this point, she did, closing her eyes as she heard his wheezing intensify.
Almost as soon as she closed her eyes she felt his brutish hands on her tits, groping them first before squeezing them tightly, causing her to scream.
“RON STOP” The poor teen screamed “You’re hurting me!”
The man didn’t care, he couldn’t even hear her at this point. He continue to maul her tits form behind. She felt his big, thick rock hard and pulsating dick on the crease of her ass.
She did all she could to scream at the top of her lungs, praying that someone would hear them. She knew in the pit of her stomach though that he was the only staff member there.
He squeezed her tits tightly before picking her up with ease and slamming her on to the med cart, causing all of the drinks and biscuits on it to go flying.
Katee cried out as the monster split her ass cheeks open and entered her pussy.
“You like to tease old Ron do you you whore!?” He screamed at her.
“NO RON, YOU MADE ME DO THIS, PLEASE STOP.” She wailed out in agony as the brute continued to assault her.
“Well you’re gonna get raped like the young little slut that you are!!” He cried.
Katee knew there was no point in reasoning with him. She just screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that someone would come to her rescue.
The man had endless endurance. While he fucked her from behind, he continued to maul her big tits. She couldn’t take the pain as she begged him to stop pulling and squeezing her tits. She got her wish as he honed in on her nipples with his brutish hands and started to twist and pull at them. The pain was even more agonizing.
“Oh yeah, take that miss big tits!!” He screamed at her “You think you’re so hot and sexy little girl?” He screamed at her while he continued to fuck her like a mad man.
“NOOO RON I don’t” She sobbed “I HATE MYSELF, I HATE MY BODY!!” She said with truth in her voice.
“Oh yeah that’s right, you think you’re so fucking hot don’t you!?” He screamed over and over.
Katee knew there was no point, he wasn’t hearing her. She simply put her head down and sobbed in agony. There was no way she could get free. She did her best to readjust and redirect his anger from her poor tits.
She even grabbed his hand and put it on her head. He grabbed a fistful of her luscious platinum hair and yanked her head back as he continued to fuck her viciously. The throbbing pain in her tits and nipples was now replaced by a tearing sharp pain across her scalp. She started to panic as his other brutish hand gripped her neck and started to choke her.
She tapped on his hand in a state of panic as she felt herself start to black out. He gave her neck one more tight squeeze as she blacked out and he came deep inside of her young teen pussy. He cried out like a mad man.
The poor teen woke a few seconds later to the sound and sensation of her ass being brutally spanked by the ogre.
“You thought old Ron wasn’t good enough to spank this ass huh little girl?” He said angrily as he whooped her “Only for other men you little slut?” He cried.
As Katee came too, she sensed that the weight of his body wasn’t on her anymore. She cried for him to stop, and rolled off of the table on to the ground. She was soaked in cold coffee and tea, but she didn’t care.
The young teen lie on the ground naked, cowering in fear. She rolled into the fetal position.
“Ron please stop.” She whispered “I can’t take this anymore, you’re going to kill me.”
Just then, Ron bent over, with a deranged smile on his face. “Kill you? Why would I ever kill you? Or even hurt you my sweet little girl?”
He picked her up in his hands and placed her onto the med cart.
“You’re my star nurse! We have a job to do, remember?”
Katee looked at him with utter shock. How did he just flip the switch back into this jovial clown personality so quickly. Who the heck was this guy.
She continued to stare at him, shocked, scared and dumbfounded.
“Oh, about that. I’m sorry my little girl. Here, take another $250, for your trouble.” He said with a huge smile on his face.
Katee wanted to slap him in the face with that money and tell him to go fuck him self. She looked down though and saw that somehow he was still rock hard and his dick was oozing. She looked back and saw that the door was locked. She knew if she made him angry there was no escape.
Katee looked down at the string nurses outfit and picked it up in her hands. It was drenched in coffee, as was her body.
As she put it on, Ron made no comment on it being dirty. She knew now that the coffee spilling was all just some bizarre excuse to get her to go along with her plans.
After some adjustments, the tiny excuse for an outfit was on her body the best that she could muster. The top was made for a B cup or a C cup at best. Her D cup tits were practically spilling out of the top. It was meant to be a half cup anyways. Half of her nipples were showing, and any sudden movement would cause her tits to slip out of the cups. The cups were drenched in coffee and tea, giving the once crisp white outfit a see-through and brownish appearance.
The thin strip of fabric streaming down her midriff clung to her wet torso, and was essentially completely see through. The sides of her midriff and backside was completely bare.
The G-string panties covered her pussy lips but that’s about it. Her ass was essentially completely nude save for some thin red string slinging in between her ass cheeks. The ‘skirt’ was comical, and essentially was just an inch of lace ribbon hanging off of the red ribbon that lay on the her hip bones and wrapped around her waist.
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