My other life fantasy.

I sit at my desk and think about how I'd like to just walk away from my life and end up as some pervert's toy.

Maybe he runs an adult store.
He has glory holes in the bathrooms.
There is a side closet outside the men's bathroom.
He puts a hole in the wall that connects the closet and the bathroom.
Just big enough to encircle my mouth.
He pays me an average wage. Says I'm a clerk for the front of the store. Says if I dress like a girl, put on a wig and some make up, and shave my face, he'll pay me a dollar more per hour.
I reluctantly agree. But the sissy whore inside me is crying with exciting and can't wait to start.
So I offer to work that day for free, so I can get a 'feel' for the job.
He says ok.
But he actually takes me into the closet.
There, before the hole in the wall, he has a plate with a metal loop on the ground.
In the closet, on this side of the hole, there are two ends of a belt.
They're bolted to the wall on either side of the hole.
This is when he puts my face. But first, he puts a ring gag on me.
Wouldn't want my teeth to be uncomfortable to the customers.
He puts me on my knees and belts my head to the wall so that only my lips are sticking out the hole, mouth wide and vulnerable.
He then pulls my arms behind my back and belts them together.
A chain hangs from the belt.
It falls behind me, between my legs where the loop on the floor is.
A clip at the end of the chain is then clipped on the loop.
He pats my head and walks out saying 'Good girl'.

I couldn't have ever imagined how much suffocating I'd do.
Men don't care about the fuck hole as long as they're enjoying it and getting off.
Best part was when they'd throatfuck me.
No one to argue.
No hands to stop them.
No pulling my head away with those inventive belt placements.
So they'd throatfuck me until then came, deep down, straight into my stomach.
I I didn't like the taste of cum, this would have benefitted me.
But I do like it.
And I only get to taste it when the guys with small tools came in.
After each cock, I would be so light headed.

After 8 hours, two customers per hour, I was stuffed with so much cum.
I couldn't eat dinner.
I just slept it off.
And went back the next day.

After a week, I loved my job and would never leave.

After two weeks I saved up enough money to go get essentials.
Wig, makeup, shirt, corset, skirt, thigh highs.
I was ready to serve.