Story of a Pet

***This is my first story and I am excited but I know my writing needs work so feel free to give me some input ***

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"Thank you, come again!" she said as she handed the woman her receipt and bags. She watched the squat woman exit through the double doors of the small gas station and let out a long sigh. Bridgett is an eighteen year old girl in the middle of her first college semester, working a minimum wage job at a small gas station near her small apartment.

"This is going to be another long shift," she said to herself as she stretched and looked down at her phone. The screen read 10:30 pm "Only thirty more minutes... After this I can go home, shower, and get some studying in... She glanced up at her reflection in the large windows next to the checkout counter. She stood there studying herself for a moment. Bridgett was 5'4 with caramel brown skin and a small build. She'd braided her long black hair to the side earlier and let it rest on her shoulder. She couldn't help but look at the second ear piercing she'd gotten and smile. Then she frowned as she glanced drown to her chest which was average- everything else was hidden by her shirt that was a little to big for her. "I look like a box" she thought to herself, except for small buds hinting at her bra-less breasts.

"Hey Bridge, its 10:50, you can start cleaning up. I'll be in the back!" yelled her boss from somewhere in the back of the store.

"Gotcha!" she said as she got the broom from the supply closet and began cleaning, happy that her shift was ending. As Bridge reached the front of the store she heard the bell chime announcing that a customer had just walked in.

Bridgett jogs over to the register and happily wait for the man to finish up so that I can close of for tonight. She watched his back as he checked out the selection of beers in the coolers. She couldn't help but think to herself that the man is gorgeous from behind!

The tall man dressed casually in blue jeans, a grey shirt but he seemed to take all of the air out of the room.

When the stranger turned to walk toward the register with a pack of beer Bridgett struggled to breathe. She felt like the room was swaying and hoped it was only in her head.

She couldn't help but stare. His black hair was mussed as if he'd just gotten out of bed and his deep emerald eyes were set on her, looking straight through her. Bridgett couldn't stop thinking of how it'd feel to be held by the strong muscles that stretched the fabric of his shirt. She bit her lip as he stood in front of her.

"Hey" said the stranger, handing her the beer.

"Hi," she said trying to stay calm. "I haven't seen you around here," she said attempting a light flirty tone as she scanned the case.

"No, I just moved here recently. My new place isn't too far from here actually," he said with a lazy smile. "Thanks Kitten" he said as Bridgett leaned forward to hand him the case of beer. Her nipples hardened at the name and heat coursed through her body as he covered her hand with his.

"Hmm, how interesting," Said the stranger as he cupped her breast, running his thumb over the pebble like buds. He pinched the bud between two fingers and tugged at it, enjoying hearing he purr for him. He flicked the nipple and saw her body tense. He bent forward cupping the breast in hand and gently pulling on it, milking her. He watched her eyes widen as his mouth sucked her through the fabric.

She couldn't come just from this could she? She thought. But it felt so good. She closed her eyes and let all the heat flood her. This man she'd just met-a stranger-is making her feel things she's never felt, awakening an ache somewhere deep inside her.

"You would make a beautiful pet," he said slowly pondering the thought as he released her breast and brought his hand up to cup her face. His fingers slowly traced the edges of her lush lips, her lips parting slightly in a trembling breath. He pushed his index finger into her silky watering mouth and wondered if anything else was getting this wet. Damn, he wanted to taste her.

"Suck pet." Without hesitation her tongue wrapped around his finger, circling it, licking it. God, he wouldn't be able to take much more of this. He pulled his finger out of her mouth when he heard a sound coming from the back room and just looked at her. He'd almost forgotten where they were.

After a pause Bridgett finally spoke "I'm actually done with my shift.." she said tentatively. Was she really going to do this she thought. Adrenaline rushing through her body. She almost couldn't believe this was happening to her! Pet...kitten...just what is going on...

"Perfect" said the stranger flashing a wry grin.