Silva seems to recover first. “Well Tina… seems like you are getting the hang of things. The thing is… we need to move a lot of bread tonight since I ordered too much so… we kinda thought up a promotion. Our plan is that if we get to a certain number of orders of sticks tonight the lucky customer is going to get you served up to their table along with their breadsticks and…” Silvia pauses and my mind races as I get ready to object to getting fucked by a table full of strangers but then she continues “and we figure they can eat out your hot little puss and see if they can make you come.”
I almost breathe in relief. Funny how your standards change when you start to consider being molested and forced to orgasm a victory as opposed to being raped by strangers.
“uhm… ok…. I guess that explains the new uniform… So what do you want from me now. We are only at order number four.” I stutter as I digest this information.
“Well Teenster… we need to communicate our promotion so we start moving the bread and the best way for me to get the bar’s attention is… you!” Eddie gives my pussy a lewd stair as he makes this proclamation. “So what do you say we get you up on the stage while I promote our special and your pussy.”
I sigh in resignation and say “Ok… let’s do it.”
“Great attitude Tina!” Phil says giving my shoulder a squeeze.
Next thing I know I am up on the stage standing next to Eddie who grabs a microphone with a flourish. “How are we all doing tonight.” The crowd gives a rowdy cheer already well into their first drinks. “Great to hear… I thought I would start the night off with a little show and introduce our food promotion in style. Tina, why don’t you hop up on that table, spread those hot legs of yours, and worked that cute little pussy so these boys have something better than me to look at.”
I should have known! But I know better than to argue so I slide up on the table and slide my butt back so I can lean back on one hand and spread my legs with my feet up on the table. I blush at my vulgar display as I slide my free hand down to my pussy and start to tickle my little button with my finger. Mortified as I am, I can still feel a stirring in my tummy and a warmth in my vagina which I know means I am getting wet.
Eddie lets me work my puss for a few seconds, not that he could have been heard anyways with all of the hoots, hollers, and catcalls from the crowd which has pressed up to the stage for a better view.
“Ok boys… here’s the deal. We aren’t going to let Tina cum just yet…” The crowd responds with “Boos” and Eddie throws his hands up as if to say “what can I do”.
“You see… we want to make sure Tina is all revved up and ready for our lucky winners. That’s right! Our special tonight is hot buttery breadsticks, and cheese stuffed breadsticks. When we reach our lucky hidden number, that table’s order will be served alongside Tina’s saucy little slit! That table can either enjoy Tina’s up close and personal efforts to diddle herself to orgasm… or participate and enjoy a little extra sauce with their sticks!”
This announcement is greeted with boisterous cheers and I am relieved that I will be able to stop my slutty display soon. A little too late I see that Eddie has come up behind me. “so to finish up here let us show you how we serve up gourmet breadsticks, Stuffed Pussy style!” Eddie puts the microphone back in the stand and then grabs my arms from behind. Silvia has one of my legs and Phil grabs my other just below the knee. They use their bodies to spread my legs and then I see the breadstick in Phil’s hand as Silvia uses her free hand to spread my labia exposing my little hole.
“Noooo”, I squeal as Phil takes a basting brush dipped with what I soon find out is garlic butter.
“First we slather our sticks in a healthy dose of hot buttery garlic.” Eddie explains in his best “how-to” voice.
Phil reaches down and vigorously “bastes” my slit in butter rubbing the brush up the length of my vagina and vigorously over my clit causing me to jerk and squeal. Then he twirls it round my opening before sliding the slippery brush inside me. I gasp and stare in disbelief as Phil lewdly fucks me with the brush slowly sliding it in and out of my puss.
“Then we bake our soft doughy breadsticks daily and coat them with salt, parmesan, and Italian seasonings,” Eddie continues.
“No, no, noooo, please!” I jerk and struggle to get away. My pulse is pounding in my temples and I can feel myself getting hysterical as Phil picks up a breadstick and starts to press it against my little hole. The stick is soft and about 1.5 or so inches in diameter and 12 inches long. Thankfully I don’t think it is stiff enough to slide inside me but then Silvia and Phil each use a hand and firmly spread my vagina and somehow the stick slides into my well lubricated pussy. Once the first inch is inside me Phil slides the rest of it home stuffing me completely..
“Oh god please!” My cries fall on deaf ears as Silvia and Phil let go of my legs and Eddie says “now make sure you keep our promotion in your saucy little snatch Tina.”
My vagina feels stuffed. Almost reflexively I flex my puss and feel it squeeze against the soft breadstick that is sticking lewdly 4 to 5 inches outside of me through the opening in my panties. I can’t believe they expect me to walk around all night with food sticking out of my vagina.
Silvia walks up to me with a sharpie marker in her hand and Eddie is pressing me down on my back on the table giving me a sharp “Hold still”. I hold my breath as Silvia starts writing on my tummy underneath my bra. She finishes and I look down and read “Ask about our Breadstick promotion!” followed by an arrow pointing around my belly button to my crotch.
“Ok Tina, the plan is you greet all of the new tables and explain our promotion. Make sure they know that lucky order XXX gets to snack on your snatch and ask them if they would like to order some hot buttery breadsticks like the one we slid in you saucy little slit.” With those instructions from Eddie I am hoisted back up onto my feet and Eddie follow’s up with a “Ok team let’s serve up some bread, Tina’s all worked up and ready for some tongues on her saucy little slit!”
I look around for a table without food or drinks and stumble towards it on my heals. It is awful, somehow worse than the dildo panties. I can feel the breadstick squishing inside me with each step and when I get to the table I barely remember my lines but then I remember that this table already knows the promotion.
“Well what do you think boys… does a nice buttery order of breadsticks sound like the ticket?” Both 40 something year old patrons are staring at the bread jutting out of my vagina. I have my legs slightly parted while I stand at the table for some reason not wanting to squish it. I can feel that it slid a little way out of me while I walked over and I self-consciously put my hand on it to hold it in place and then realize I better push it back because Eddie will be mad if it falls out. The men watch transfixed as I push it 2 inches back up into my pussy which causes some kind of sickening flutter of excitement in my tummy. Hating how my body betrays me I try to ignore my beat red face as I look the customer in the eyes and I am about to say something else but I lose my train of thought when I see the touch screen refresh to a picture of Phil forcing a breadstick in my vagina. Someone must have caught the picture when I was begging my mouth is open in the picture in what I know is protest but looks like throes of passion.