Novel & Cerita Black Waitress Clothes

Her chest was practically bursting out of the fabric. A low, lethal growl ripped from my chest, vibrating through the quiet tavern. Every wolf in the room flinched. “Why are you dressed like a common whore?” I asked, my hands clenching into tight fists at my sides. “This is the dress I was given,” she replied, her voice laced with a quiet, heartbreaking humiliation. “This dress!” I whipped around, locking my furious gaze onto Red. “You dare put her in this?” Red swallowed hard, bowing instantly. “My king, this is the standard uniform for the servers here. It is the code of the Distaste.”

"You're pretty, you'll make a lot on tips. Are you sure you want to pass this up?" Shit. "Um... Wait. Can I waitress for a few days and decide?" "Sounds fair. Four days and then I want you up there or out of my club." I nodded. "Pick anything that's your size." He said before walking out. I felt sick to my stomach, but after the day I had with all the rejections, I didn't have much of a choice. I chose a very short black dress that had a corset-style toppiece. It just barely covered, but it was still the most non-revealing item I could find.

It also seemed like it would be incredibly uncomfortable to wear for hours. "For a waitress job?" I wrinkled my forehead in surprise. He nodded. "All the girls wear stuff like this, and with you in the same clothes, you'd really turn some heads. The drunker they are, the more they spend." He broke into snide laughter. I repressed a scoff, but he caught my apprehension as he said, "You'd be compensated highly. I will let you keep all your tips, and I will cut you check every week." "I'd be more comfortable in something like a white pleated button down with a little black bow tie, maybe a black skirt and flats."

Letting out a growl, I down my drink and then snap my fingers and wait until a waitress dressed in a tiny black dress scurries over with expectation on her face. “What can I get for you?” She purrs, leaning down just enough for her tiny breasts to bulge. “Whiskey,” I respond, shoving my empty glass at her. “Now!” “Yes sir.” Giving me a smile, she stands up and slowly begins to move, all the while being sure to shake her ass as if expecting me to watch it.

That evening, unable to decide what she should do, Hera decided to go to work again. She is serving customers in Cedric's bar like she usually does. A tight black corset that leaves her midriff and shoulders bare, along with a short black leather skirt is the standard waitress uniform in Cedric's bar. A lot of them try to get handsy with the waitresses. But with Hera, Cedric made sure that no one touches her. It is not because of his kind heart, it's because he doesn't want anyone to touch her when he cannot.

****AT A BAR**** Mia and Bonita walked into the bar dressed bitchily, Mia was wearing a thin strap short black gown, the gown was so short that it barely covered her butt, some part of her boobs were showing and her lips were also painted black. Bonita was dressed in a blue short backless gown, it stopped at her mid thigh and her lips were painted red. The people in the club stared and talked as they walked in. "Wow, they are so hot"

Alex P. O. V When she began to pick the glasses while looking down. I could not see her face but I felt something familiar as if I had seen her before. Her face was covered in a mask and she was wearing what most of the waitresses were wearing . The waitress dress looked like those costumes from Playboy magazine.Red colour closet dress with high net stockings, five inch blood red colour hell and a bunny ears on her head. The auburn hair of hers was descending down in some loose curls.

My slave had to wash the previous one and store it back in the box it came in. Before we retired, I picked out two outfits for Sunday. One was kind of a short, mid-thigh, black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline. Without a bra, it would be very sexy. I'd be happy to take her out to dinner in it. The second one was a white leather mini-skirt with a semi-sheer white blouse. Her breasts wouldn't be as exposed as if she were topless, but her nipples and areolae would be visible through the translucent fabric. "Good night, my beautiful slave."

She whispered making Mia who was adding make up to her face turned to look at her. "Look Larissa it's just serving drinks.. You can do it" Larissa looked at the tight open black dress all that covered her body with a cream apron wrapped tightly around her waist.. She had light make up on and her wavy hair was pulled up in a pony tail.. All her life she wasn't used to such clothes which made her feel very uncomfortable especially with the fact that hungry eyes of men would be focused on her... And on a second thought she wanted this job.. It had taken Mia all effort to get it for her and with sincerity it was her hope..

Said Crystabel. "Alright ma'am." The waitress replied, walking towards the kitchen to get them what they had requested. On the other hand, Anita's sight never left the waitress as she sighted her soft visible boobs and boots because the waitress was wearing a transparent pant and bra only, with no clothes on. The moment Anita saw the waitress outfit, she realized that that was the outfit all the waitress were putting on and she also imagined how tasty they would be once she put down her tongue and lips on their cunt.