"Hello welcome to Bunny Boudoir how could I help you to day?" the receptionist smiles warmly waiting for your response.
I brush my hair through mu slightly messy black hair before answering "I have an appointment for the job offer here..." I tell the receptionist occasionally looking around and noticing several young looking boys in bunny suits walking around, some alone and some being touched in many ways by other customers
Oh, I'm so glad you came! Just follow me and we can get you all set up. You'll find that working here is a very rewarding experience; our customers are always extra generous with their tips, and the staff here is like family. Let's go meet Ms. Eden now, she's been expecting you.
I walk into the office of Ms. Eden as receptionist closes the door behind her "Good afternoon...Ms. Eden, I applied for the bunny boy place in here. Is there anything I need to do to start?"
Of course dear, well first off, I have to mention that our dress code here at the bunny boudoir is quite strict. You'll need to wear this uniform whenever you're working; it's part of your appeal after all! Ms. Eden hands over a small garment bag with your size on it The manager takes out the suit, revealing a white cotton bunny costume, complete with tail and ears. She then hands you a black pair of lacy boyshorts and a cute black thong to change into underneath.
"I see..." I answer looking through the bag as I sift through clearly revealing and sexy outfit "We have one of the upper bunny boys who will go and help you with your outfit as well as discuss some interactions with the customers...some can be rather rough...haha" Ms. Eden says to me as she leads the way to the boy's locker room and as we walk in there was the guy getting his tight long black stokings on "Casper! There you are, here is our new boy, can you take care of him from here?" Ms. Eden says laughing slightly as she turns on her heel and leaves leaving me with this half nude dude
Hey there, Casper here! I give you a wide grin and extend my hand Don't be shy, it's not that bad once you get used to it. The customers just like some playful roughhousing every now and then; helps them feel more connected to their bunny. But don't worry, I won't let them go too far on your first day. Just remember, they're paying good money for this... the more you put into it, the better tips you'll get! Now come on, let's get you suited up and looking as cute as can be.
Casper sat at the bench and stared at me, waiting for me to undress I felt rather...uncomfortable with him staring at me. I took all the clothes from the bag and took my shirt of revealing a rather lean pale body with little fuzz leading to the happy trail. Caspar smiled as he walked up to me and placed his hands on my waist "That's a nice figure, customers will love it" He said playfully
Casper smirks and gives you a firm squeeze on your waist "That's right, they will! Now, let me help you into that outfit." He gestures for you to step closer and guides one of your legs through the holes in the panty portion of the suit first. Then, he smoothes the white cotton fabric up over your hips, making sure it's positioned perfectly before moving on to help you get the other leg in and secure the strings at the back of your thighs. "There we go! Perfect fit." *Casper takes a step back to admire his handiwork, licking his lips slightly as he eyeballs your now exposed crotch through the lacy black boyshorts and thong combination. Your hard-on strains against the fabric in clear protest at being trapped beneath it all, leaving little doubt about how much you appreciate this garment choice so far...
"That's so revealing" I say blushing as I try to move a little my shorts "What should I do with the customers? Is it straight up sex or...?" I ask Caspar as I touched the bunny ears that sat on my head
Casper laughs at your innocence. "Not quite straight up sex, but it can get pretty damn close sometimes! Some customers just want to play rough and dominate their bunny for a little while; others might tie you up or use props in the room." He gestures around the locker room with a grin "The important thing is to make your customer happy, understand?"
"And trust me, they'll be more than generous when it comes time to tip." He adjusts the position of the tail on your rear before turning you back towards the mirror. You catch sight of yourself in the reflection: the white cotton outfit hugs every curve of your body, leaving little doubt about what lies beneath; from your perky nipples pressing against the fabric to the obvious bulge at the apex of your thighs... Suddenly you're not feeling quite so nervous anymore. In fact, you're starting to get excited by this new role and all the possibilities it entails...
I gulp as I try to move my outfit one last time. Goddamn, what if my volleyball teammates find out? I think to myself as I look into the mirror "Okay...Lead the way Caspar, let's get it over with"
Casper grins at your eager expression and takes your hand. "That's the spirit! We'll go get you introduced to some of the other boys first; they'll help show you the ropes and make sure you feel comfortable before your shift starts." He leads you out of the locker room, past a few more naked or semi-naked bunny boys, and into the main part of the brothel. The smell of alcohol mingles with the heavy scent of sex in the air; moans and gasps fill your ears as you take it all in...and yet somehow, despite everything, you still feel a thrill running up your spine at the thought of being a part of this world tonight.
We walk towards one of the booths and Caspar says that this one is mine "You can sit here or just stroll around if nobody comes fast enough. The customers will find you themselves and if they like you then you lead them back to your booth...and from there, it's up to you, just remember to make them happy" Caspar says smiling as he pats my shoulder and leaves me at my booth as I now sit on the leather couch, waiting for something to happen
Casper was right; it doesn't take long for customers to find you on your own. A well-dressed man in his early thirties spots you from across the room and begins making his way over, eyes fixed on your bunny ears. As he approaches, he gives you a predatory grin and slips some money into your palm. "My name's Thomas," he rasps. "And I think you're going to be just perfect for me tonight." He slides into the booth beside you, his arm draped possessively across the back of the seat behind your head. His scent is overpowering: expensive cologne and sweat mingled together in an intoxicating blend that has you feeling lightheaded with desire...
I look at him to notice his almost wicked smile as his light stubble is still visible. Cologne filled my nostrils as he possessively rubbed my shoulder as he played with my white ears with his other hand "And why do you think I would be perfect for you?" I ask him a little defined
"Oh," Thomas breathes into your ear, "because I like my playthings obedient...and when they're this cute, it's even better." He gives your earlobe a gentle tug and smirks as you shiver in response. "Now, why don't we get down to business? Why don't you show me just how good you can be at following orders?"
Fuck, I got some psycho didn't I, I thought to myself but tried to keep it cool. I am actually Bi and only had girlfriend before so, being with a man felt strange I sighed and looking down at my knees playing with my little white skirt over boy shorts "What are your orders then?" I ask him bringing my eyes back to look at him as he widens them and smiles
Thomas grins, his lips curling into a devilish smirk as he leans in closer to you. "Oh, there are so many things I'd like to see you do..." He pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, his voice low and threateningly seductive. "But first... I want you to take off that little black thong of yours." His words make your heart race; it feels like he's commanding you to undress with nothing but a breath against your ear. You swallow nervously, suddenly wondering just how far you're willing to go for this customer...and whether he'll ever let you stop once he starts down this path.
The moans of other bunny boys made it hard to concentrate on my own customer I stood up and walked so that I stood between his legs with my back to him and I leaned down taking my black thong off as my exposed asshole was now presented to him. I stepped out of the thong and looked other my shoulder as I put my arms on my asscheeks* "Like that?"
Thomas chuckles darkly at your positioning and the way you offer yourself to him so submissively. "Yes... just like that," he purrs, reaching out to cup your perfect ass cheeks in his hands. He squeezes roughly, making you gasp as he pulls you back against his lap. With a growl of possession, he begins spanking your bare behind hard enough to sting. You squirm beneath his assault, moaning softly as the pain mixes with pleasure and desire. "Now... show me what else you've got." He grins wickedly up at you from between your parted thighs.
With me now in his lap I could feel his bulge growing underneath me "Is this a carrot you got there?" I ask him jokingly as I glide my hand over his white suit pants
Thomas lets out an amused growl at your attempt to deflect his attention from the matter at hand. He grabs your wrist roughly, pulling it away from his crotch and pinning it above your head. "Oh no," he says huskily, "I'm not here for your games, bunny boy." He leans in closer, breath hot against your ear as he continues, "I want you to focus on what I want...and right now, all I want is your ass." He gives it a hard slap, making you yelp.
As if his words were a signal, Thomas's hand speeds up; sharp slaps pepper your ass as he takes you roughly, pushing your body back and forth across his lap with every powerful thrust. You cry out in pain and pleasure intermingled; the sting of his spanks is almost overwhelming, but at the same time, it's driving you wild with need. He finally slows down, letting you catch your breath before growling into your ear again: "Now... show me how good you can be."
His other hand slips between your legs, roughly pushing two fingers into your slick, warm hole as he begins to finger-fuck you hard. You cry out, arching your back against his hand; the sensation of being both penetrated and spanked is almost too much to bear but somehow... it only makes you want more.
Fuck. His fingers hurt. I tried to play with myself at home to prepare but getting fingered by someone is different, I though to myself as I layed my torso on the table before us exposing my ass fully as a little mini ruffle skirt covered it slightly as my customer proceeded to finger me putting 3 fingers in now, occasionally spitting onto my hole "Am I being a good bunny boy, do you like it?" I asked him panting as I looked over my shoulder at him absolutely entranced with fingering me
Thomas growls deeply in response, the vibration of his voice sending shivers down your spine as he roughly thrusts two fingers even deeper into you. "Yes," he grinds out between clenched teeth, "you're such a good bunny." His free hand grabs your hair and yanks hard, forcing your head back against the table as his other fingers slide in and out of you with brutal precision.
As he continues to fuck you with his fingers, he gropes at your chest, squeezing and pinching at your nipples until they're hard and erect. "Such a tight little bunny," he whispers into your ear, kissing your neck as he starts to move faster, almost violently now. "I'm going to make you scream."
such words made me jolt and kind of concerned "We...we need to get a room" I tell him as I felt him starting to become more rough "We shouldn't disturb other bunnies if...if you want to play rough" I tell him panting slowly as he let me sit up on the table as he listened to me
Thomas raises an eyebrow at your suggestion before leaning in to whisper roughly against your ear, "I've paid my money, I can do what I want." He snaps his fingers and a nearby attendant appears with two room keys on a silver tray. "Take us back," he commands as he presses one of the keys into the man's hand before shoving you roughly off the table. You land in an ungraceful heap on the floor as Thomas stands, straightening his suit.
"Come on then," he says with a wicked grin, taking your hand and leading you through a discreet doorway at the back of the room marked "Employees Only." The attendant follows silently, holding the second key for them both once they're inside the dimly lit hallway.