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Against you better judgement you ask you manger if you can wear clothes on the weekend. She chuckled at the idea but then said she get back to you on that later. On the next Saturday she showed up at your apartment with an outfit in hand, some rainbow corset thing.
"Sure you can wear clothes on the weekends Whore. But since you can only get dressed on workdays you'll just have to work on the weekend, as a whore." She shoves the outfit into your hands well taking a picture of your dumbfounded expression with her phone.
"Here how it'll work sweetie you need to find someone to pay to have sex with you every Saturday and Sunday, and whenever you fail you'll have to work the next week in the store with an active vibrator shoved up you pussy, or maybe ass? Aw heck why not one in each! Well enjoy your weekend Whore and don't bother trying to lie to me about your job I'll know." She gave you a quick kiss on the lips and left.
By the time you were able come to terms with what just happen and squeeze yourself into the rainbow outfit(with varies delays as several of your coworkers came in and forced you to have sex with them) it was already evening.
"Great now I gotta find someone who'll pay to f*** me soon or else." You say looking into a mirror before leaving to go down town.