‘Take Your Children to Work’ Day (1/2)

It’s your turn to show your work to your daughter’s class. But what do you do when you work at the Porn Center? Part 1/2.

“Mooom? Can I have you?”

“What’s up, kitten?” Mia put the cake in the oven, set the timer, wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and turned to her daughter, who was sitting on the kitchen stool dangling her bare feet.

“Remember our ‘Take Your Children to Work’ program?”

“Sure, dear.”

Since the beginning of the school year, Mia had signed her daughter’s permission slip about a dozen times for her and her class to participate in the work tours arranged by other parents. Some of the tours were obviously practical, like visiting a bakery or helping street cleaners, and some were questionable – what could twelve-year-old kids understand in the nuclear physics lab? But perhaps they were all informative and educational.

“So what? Where are you going next week? Give me the paper to sign…”

“Mrs. Palmers asked if you could arrange the tour for us this time!”

“Um…” Mia looked at her daughter’s smiling face. “Does she think that’s a good idea?”

“Yes! She said your job would be great for the program!” Kitty jumped off the stool, ran up to her mother, hugged her waist, and looked up adoringly into her beautiful green eyes. “Mom, please, please! It’s going to be so much fun! Pleeease!”

Mia stroked her daughter’s long blonde hair, which reached almost to her ass. She understood Mrs. Palmer’s motives – showing children as many job opportunities as possible was vital in today’s world. And it was explicitly stated that the children should be exposed to all available jobs, no exceptions. So why not?

“Okay…” she looked at the clock. “It’s not too late. I’ll call Mrs. Palmers now. Then I’ll have to arrange things at work, but I think we can do that.”

“Yaaaay! You are the best mom in the world!” Kitty kissed her mother and ran to her room.

Mia smiled, grabbed her tablet and found Mrs. Palmer’s contact.

“Hello? Mrs. Palmers, I’m calling about the ‘Take Your Children to Work’ thing…”

Mrs. Palmers put down the notebook she was checking and smiled warmly.

“Yes! Did Kitty tell you?”

“She did. Um… are you sure it’s a good idea? You know where I work…”

“Of course I do,” Mrs. Palmers chuckled. “You work at the Porn Center. Very educational place. Besides, we don’t want any exceptions. All professions count! Who knows what our children might be talented in? They should have the choice!”

“All right then… I’ll talk to my boss about it and get back to you tomorrow. Everything will probably be fine.”

“Excellent! Thank you, Mia!”

Mia ended the call and looked at the cake. In about half an hour, they could sit down to dinner.

***

Mia stretched and leaned against the counter to fill out her daily forms. She still felt pleasant tingling pulsations in her crotch. Her nipples, which had been clamped for several hours in a row, were still swollen and very sensitive, so she decided to walk around naked for a while more before dressing.

“Good work,” Samantha nodded as she checked her notes. “The filming is on schedule, and all five of your clients today are happy as well.”

“Thank you…” Mia put the pen down and looked at Samantha. “I have one more question.”

“Go on.”

“Do you know about the ‘Take Your Children to Work’ school program?”

Samantha smiled.

“Oh yes! My girls have been through it. It’s very important for the development of future professionals!”

“I thought so,” Mia nodded. “Um… my daughter’s teacher asked me to organize the tour for her class this time.”

Samantha raised an eyebrow.

“Where are you going to take them?”

“Everywhere,” Mia shrugged. “The more they see and try, the better. I’ll need the day off from my usual duties, though… And maybe the stage directors will seize the opportunity to film children in action… And, you know… you could put the word out to clients who like younger girls…”

“I see you thought of everything!” Samantha chuckled. “Okay, Mia, you have my support. When will you bring them here?”

“Next Wednesday would be best.”

Samantha nodded and wrote in her notebook.

“We will coordinate your tour with our schedule and give you the checkpoints in one day. Tell the teacher that you are bringing the kids here on Wednesday.”

“Will do.”

Kitty was asleep when Mia came home from work. She quietly peeked into her bedroom to check on her daughter, then went into the kitchen, sat down at the table and wrote the message to Mrs. Palmers. The smartphone beeped softly:

“Great! I’ll tell the kids tomorrow!”

Mia replied, “Great!” and went to bed.

***

Mia was surprised at how many parents agreed to let their children go to the Porn Center. Only three Orthodox families refused, and even their children could try sneaking into the tour, Mia thought. She would pretend not to notice, she decided.

The tour was still three days away, but Kitty and her classmates were already excited. Kitty recounted the conversations she had overheard in class, adding enthusiastic comments about the upcoming visit to the Porn Center. Apparently, Kitty hadn’t told anyone much about the details of her mother’s work, or they wouldn’t have had such strange fantasies.

Mrs. Palmers called Mia to confirm the trip, and Samantha called her to make sure everyone had signed up. Everything was ready.

***

Mia met the school bus at the back entrance of the Porn Center. She wore a loose white t-shirt and denim shorts. Kitty got off the bus first and happily introduced her friends. Mia nodded to the ones she knew and immediately forgot the names of the others. She was always bad with names, but she remembered everyone’s looks professionally.

There were fourteen children, boys and girls, including the two girls whose orthodox parents refused.

“Hi, kids!” she waved. “Welcome to the Porn Center!”

The girls whispered to each other, giggled, and followed Mia.

“You could see this building from the front, and maybe you even visited it with your parents before… No one visited? Excellent, so you will all have the same unspoiled experience today!” she smiled. “Today we will enter through the back entrance used by the staff.”

They were greeted by the receptionist, carefully signed their one-day contracts, and received their ID wristbandss.

“It’s all real,” Mia continued. “You are the real employees of the Porn Center for today, and you will even be paid before you leave.”

“Wow!” exclaimed one of the boys.

“Please do not mix up your wristbands,” Mia said. “Put them on right now.” She helped three girls and one boy put on the bracelets. “They are your IDs everywhere here. Also, if you get lost, we’ll be able to find you with the embedded trackers. Everyone ready?”

Mia nodded and led the class down the hall.

“We all start our working day here,” Mia explained. “The administration is small and located on the top floor. We may visit it today, but it is really boring,” Mia chuckled, “just the papers and computers you would see in any office. My plan is to show you the fun parts.”

“How many people work here?” one girl asked.

“About four hundred on permanent contracts, more or less, depending on the workload. We also have a lot of visitors and clients who are happy to participate when we need them.”

***

“Our work day starts in the locker room,” Mia announced, opening the door and letting the kids in. They looked around with big eyes. It was the beginning of the workday, so several dozen men and women (mostly women), from their teens to their forties, were greeting each other, chatting, laughing, and undressing naked all around.

“Wow!” Kitty whispered.

“This is the changing room,” Mia repeated. “Everyone changes into work clothes here. For our work that means no clothes at all!”

“Why are they all naked?” one boy blurted out.

“Because it’s convenient!” one of the teenage girls laughed. “It would be so cumbersome to get dressed and undressed all the time between the scenes.”

“That’s true,” another girl commented.

“Exactly,” Mia nodded in agreement. “Here at the Porn Center, nudity is allowed everywhere, and it is mandatory for the staff. Here are your lockers for today, they are opened and locked with your wristbands…”

She led them to a section of lockers and gave them an example by taking off her t-shirt and shorts.

Whispering and murmuring, the children began to undress. Mia patiently answered their questions and helped those who were having trouble with their clothes. A minute later, fourteen children stood naked in the locker room.

“Awesome!” Kitty exclaimed excitedly, holding her friend’s hand.

“Are you okay, honey?” Mia leaned over her daughter’s shoulder and kissed her on the cheek.

“Yes!” Kitty blushed slightly.

“Very good,” Mia nodded. “Now for the shower. We are very concerned that everyone is always clean and healthy here.”

The shower room was large, hot, humid, and very communal. There were no partitions, just lots of shower heads and hoses everywhere. Everyone showered together, often helping each other or just caressing, hugging, and kissing those nearby. Mia led the children under the shower streams and showed them how to wash themselves properly, assisted by several adult women who were nearby.

“Very good,” Mia nodded approvingly. “Now rinse and dry.”

The drying room was just as large and communal. Dryers hung from the ceiling, blowing hot air along with fragrant scents from all sides. This room was also crowded, there was hardly any room for the children.

“Very good!” Mia exclaimed as they all dried off.

“Can I ask a question?” one of the girls said. “Why did they… um… hug and kiss?”

“Before we like each other!” Mia laughed. “We spend days here hugging, kissing, caressing and becoming more intimate. It becomes second nature.”

“But why?” the girl insisted.

“Because… well, it’s pleasant!”

“Can we kiss and hug too?” Kitty asked.

Mia patted her daughter on the head and smiled broadly.

“Of course! Try it right now!”

And fourteen children began to hug and kiss each other, some awkwardly, some quite skillfully. Mia watched them, silently noting who preferred whom. Aha, of the four boys, two seem to be gay and one bisexual… Excellent! Better than she had expected.

“Now for our first stop! Follow me!”

And the children followed Mia down the hallway, still uncomfortable with being naked in public. They passed teenagers and adults casually walking around naked, not at all bothered by their nudity.

***

Their first stop was a room full of sex toys, all shapes, sizes and colors. There were toys for men and women, simple and complicated, ones that fit in the palm of your hand and large, stationary ones. Everything was neatly displayed in rows.

“These are the devices we use in our work. Explaining all the details would take several days, so just assume that if you can imagine any sex fantasy, here somewhere is a toy that does it…” Mia said. The kids giggled.

Other people came and went. One of the older teenage girls picked up a realistic but huge male vibrator and shook it thoughtfully in her hands. Another, a chubby redhead, took a double vibrator with a remote control and turned it on. They tried them on themselves, nodded, and walked out with the toys.

“It’s cool!” Kitty whispered, fingering the fake vaginas.

“That’s right!” Mia nodded. “And now we’ll do the first practical task. Are you all virgins?”

The girls paused for a moment, then nodded. The boys were confused by the question.

“No sex yet, right? Great. Who of you masturbates?”

More than half of them raised their hands.

“Excellent!” Mia smiled. “So take these sets. These are for girls and these are for boys… Now let’s sit in the corner.” She led the children to the corner with a soft carpet.

They sat in a circle on the carpet with their legs spread wide. The carpet was clean, like everything in the center, but it still had visible stains of semen and bodily fluids. Their group was not even the hundredth to be initiated here.

Mia showed the children how to sit properly, giving them access to all their holes. The children giggled in a mixture of fear and excitement, looking at each other’s bodies – they had never seen their classmates naked and so shamelessly exposed. They touched themselves and each other.

“How’s it going? A new group?” Sarah, Mia’s friend, came over and patted Mia’s hair. Mia leaned on her hip.

“Yes, Sarah. The kids are getting their Take Your Kids to Work Day.”

“Nice!” Sarah laughed. “I wish I had everything organized this neatly when I was twelve.” She looked at the children. “Things were a mess back then. Children were kept away from anything sexual. I had to learn everything on my own, making mistakes, sometimes painful ones. You get it all explained to you straight and clear, it’s much better!”

“Can you help us?” Mia asked. “It would be better for them if they got guidance not just from me.”

“Sure! The defloration, right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

Sarah reached out and took the toy from the nearest girl’s hand. She held it up for everyone to see.

“You’re all about to go through defloration, which means all of your nice little holes will be penetrated for the first time. I could tell you about the great symbolic meaning of this act and other blah-blah-blah, but I will simply say: to work here – and to get the maximum pleasure from it – we should have all our holes ready to receive big hard cocks and other things. You have never done this before, so we will start gradually.”

The children listened intently, touching their holes with their fingers.

“Do you work here too?” one of the boys asked.

“Work and often live,” Sarah smiled. “My whole family lives and works here: husband, children, parents. Many of us fall in love and get married here, and our children carry on our line of work.”

“I’m married to my cameraman,” Mia smiled. “And my Kitty is looking forward to start working here.”

The children looked at Kitty in awe, and Kitty grinned proudly.

“Less words, more action! It’s our official company slogan, by the way. These toys are designed to deflorate and initiate you all at once. The whole action is simple: you insert the tips – just the tips! – of the rods into your two holes (single hole for boys), then press the vibrator part to your clit (penis for boys), and when you are on the verge of orgasm, push the whole thing in all the way.”

She handed the boy back to the girl. The children looked confused and turned their toys in their hands.

“It just sounds complicated. We will help you, of course, and Mia will show you how to do it first. Would you, dear?”

“Of course!”

Mia held up the same, but much larger toy, and carefully lubricated it with lube from a large jar.

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