Control of the Shop Assistant

For Lily, Monday came all too soon. She had agreed to do "the thing", as she called it in her mind. A part of her deeply regretted she had agreed to John's suggestion. The thing was not conventional. It wasn't the kind of thing a decent woman would do. Yet, another part of her felt differently: the part that had made her touch herself several times during the rest of the weekend.

VII The Thing

The work day couldn't have gone slower for Lily. She was nervous. She didn't really know exactly how the thing would be arranged. John was friendly as usual, but he was mostly doing deliveries and didn't have time to acknowledge her.

Finally, they closed the shop. It was time. Lily felt like she would either faint or vomit.

"Now, mon chéri," John started softly.

He had noticed how nervous she was and tried to make her feel more at ease.

"Yes, sir," Lily replied quietly, her eyes cast down.

"Are you ready?" John kindly asked.

"As ready as I can be, sir," she replied.

To Lily's surprise, John gently took her hand and said, "Let's go to the storage room this time."

John's hand felt warm and strong in her hand as he led her to the storage room at the back of the shop. Somehow, despite the circumstances, the moment felt warm and intimate for Lily. It was as if they were on a romantic walk - but reality was far from those innocent ideals.

Soon, they entered the storage room, which was well-organized thanks to Lily's earlier efforts. The dim room was slightly cooler than the rest of the shop and lined with wooden shelves. There was a large, sturdy wooden table in the middle of the room. It was mostly used for unpacking packages or, on occasion, as a work bench when John had to fix something. Lily noticed there was a small, thin mattress and a pillow on the table. Her heart beat faster than ever before.

John let go of her hand and turned towards her so that she looked straight into his intense blue eyes.

"Now, Lily, will you be a good girl tonight?" John asked in a low voice.

Lily was slightly taken aback by John's sudden change of tone, but regardless, replied, "Yes sir, I will."

"Take off your dress," John ordered.

Lily started unbuttoning her light blue shop assistant's dress.

"Slowly, and watch me while you do it," John murmured.

Lily did as she was told and slowly unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the ground.

"Fold it and hand it to me," John ordered.

"Then your brassiere and panties -- slowly," he went on.

Lily felt extremely self-aware as she slowly unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders and then slid her panties down to her ankles. She could feel John's eyes all over her. Then she handed her underwear to him, as instructed. John put her clothes on a top shelf of one of the shelves.

Lily was completely naked now, but she kept her hands to her sides. She guessed that's what John would require of her anyway.

The girl -- as John liked to call young women in his mind -- was a sight to behold. Her nipples were standing proudly in the cold air of the room. John was already hard. Yet, he was prepared to hold on for a while. Slowly, he approached the girl, kneeled in front of her and took her nipple in his mouth. He sucked and licked the teat until she let out a small moan. Then, looking the girl in the eye, he switched to the other erected nipple. When he finished, the nipple was dark pink and wet with his saliva. It looked extremely erotic. The girl looked extremely erotic.

It was time to move on.

John looked the girl in the eye and ordered firmly, "Get on all fours on the mattress."

Lily did as she was told. Her heart was beating fast as she climbed on the table and placed herself on all fours on the mattress, her backside facing John. After a short while, she flinched as she felt something cold touch her ankle. She glanced behind her and saw a heavy-looking metal rod next to her feet.

"Just look ahead," John ordered briefly.

"Yes, sir," Lily mumbled.

Lily felt something being attached around her ankles. Based on the leathery feel and a clinking noise, she guessed they were some kind of cuffs. She moved her feet a bit and felt a yank. Lily realized John must have had chained her ankles to the metal rod.

"Put your head on the pillow and your arms between your legs," John instructed.

Lily put her head on the pillow sideways as comfortably as she could and then moved her arms between her legs. Soon, she felt the familiar feeling of leather cuffs being attached to her wrists. After a moment, she moved her arms and could deduce that her wrists were chained to her ankles now.

"Is everything good, Lily? Is the position making you uncomfortable?" she heard John's voice.

For a moment, Lily really didn't know what to answer. She wasn't exactly in a comfortable position, but she wasn't in pain or discomfort either.

That's why she finally replied, "Yes, sir, I'm as good as I can be."

John didn't reply for a moment, and seemed to ponder if her answer was truthful.

Finally, he replied, "If you say so. I'm going to get the thing we talked about."

Then John left, slamming the storage room door shut. There was only silence. Lily saw dust particles dancing in the air.

Lily had time to reflect now. She was naked with her ass up, her legs spread and her arms between her legs with her wrists chained to her ankles. She could move her wrists and ankles only slightly before she felt the yank of the chain. She was utterly helpless. Lily glanced behind her. She couldn't really see them, but her clothes were on the top shelf far beyond her reach. Even if she miraculously broke free, she wouldn't be able to get them.

And, Lily pondered, what did she really know about John's plans? He could do anything to her now. He could even invite some of the village men to watch, to touch. At this point, Lily suddenly noticed she was getting more aroused. Why was that? She really didn't want some nasty village men to pull her nipples or put their hands on her while she was helplessly presented for their use. Or maybe, just maybe, John would step behind her and... Lily wondered how it would feel like. It was so big. Suddenly, she was hornier than ever before.

The girl winced when John entered the room. That was understandable, being tied down at someone else's mercy could be unnerving even to a more experienced woman. John stepped closer. The girl tried to look at him, but couldn't really move her head enough. John observed the sight in front of him. The girl was displayed beautifully, tied, her juicy ass up, at his disposal.

John moved his hand towards the girl's most sacred area.

As he touched her sex, he asked, "Lily, you promised to be a good girl tonight?"

"Yes, sir," the girl affirmed.

John slowly pushed a finger inside her, elicting a soft moan.

Then he asked, "Do good girls get this wet, Lily?" as he slowly moved his finger back and forth.

The girl was quiet for a moment before she replied, "I don't know, sir."

John was happy. Based on how aroused the girl already was, she was really feeling it on the psychological level as well. Perfect.

Aloud, John asked, "Are you ready, Lily?"

"Yes, sir," came the meek answer.

Oh yes, she was more than ready, John thought.

"Try to relax, I'll be gentle," John reassured the girl.

John took hold of the girl's buttocks and slowly pushed a cucumber covered by a condom inside her. She let out a small sound, not even a moan, but rather an 'ah'. John enjoyed seeing how tightly her pussy grapped the vegetable. Yet, surprisingly, it slid in with relative ease. The cucumber was thick, but not as thick as his cock. John stiffened even more as he imagined how tight she would feel.

Slowly, John started to push the cucumber in and almost all the way out. He rubbed Lily's clit from time to time, but made sure she wasn't stimulated too much too soon. Patiently, he kept up the slow pace and the girl seemed to relax a bit. She was breathing heavily.

To John's greatest delight, the girl soon started to respond to the movement by moving her own hips. The sight was extremely erotic. John increased the pace.

A few moments passed, John didn't know if it was five or fifteen minutes. The girl was panting now. John decided to tease the girl by stopping his movement. The girl went on grinding her hips, fucking the cucumber, completely oblivious to her surroundings. John increased the pace once more. The girl was sweating and letting out small moans from time to time. She was really working. She wanted to cum. Smiling, John took out the cucumber.

The girl still grinded her hips, but then stopped abruptly. For a moment, there was silence. John enjoyed seeing the girl's open, swollen pussy. He thought about stepping behind her, letting her feel his girth. But no, he wanted to tease himself and her even more.

"Sir?" the girl asked with a small voice.

"What is it, Lily?" John asked, smiling even though she couldn't see it, but he was certain she could hear it.

"Sir, I -- why did you stop?" the girl asked in a pleading tone.

"Well, because I can," John replied calmly, asserting his dominance.

"Sir, can you please continue?" the girl pleaded.

"What is it, Lily? Do you want Mr. Cucumber back?" John asked, not bothering to hide his amusement.

"Yes, sir," the girl replied. The embarrassment was clear in her voice.

"Can you please specify, Lily? Where do you want Mr Cucumber?" John went on teasing.

"Sir, can you please put Mr Cucumber back inside my pussy," the girl replied in a small voice.

John paused for a moment, then replied, "Well, if you want Mr Cucumber back so bad, you have to show how much you want him."

"Sir?" replied the girl, sounding confused.

"Arch your back even more and show how willing you are to offer yourself to him," John nonchalantly replied.

Without a word, the girl arched her back and lifted her ass as high as it would go taken her restrained position. John felt he was almost painfully hard already.

Lily felt stupid as she begged to resume fucking a cucumber. But, she was beyond any shame now. She wanted to cum and the humiliating situation had only made her hornier. She wanted John to move the thing deep inside her in that magical way he did. Or his cock, Lily thought, but she couldn't bring herself to say it aloud.

Lily moaned out loud as she felt the thing slide back inside her.

"Ah ah!" the girl moaned as she moved her hips sensually.

"Now, Lily," John started, making sure his words reached her, "You need to work out a bit more now. Use those muscles inside of you, and give Mr Cucumber a good time."

Amazingly, the girl seemed to understand the assignment at once. John almost came in his pants when he watched the performance. The girl gyrated her hips in a whole new rhythm and John could see her pussy tightening around the cucumber at intervals. She let out high-pitched moans.

"That's a good girl," John murmured as he rubbed the girl's clit a few times.

John kept on pushing the cucumber in and out while he rubbed the girl's clit at intervals. The girl whined, trying to move her hips in order to escape the intense sensation, but she was unable to truly escape. Her toes were curling. She was really close.

Lily heard herself whining and panting. She only thought about the hard thing relentlessly moving in and out of her, in and out. She wondered if John's cock would feel as good.

"Ahhhhh, AHHHHH," came the low, almost animal-like moans.

The girl came hard, her legs shaking and ass twitching. Even her asshole was quivering. Her pussy grabbed the cucumber so hard John was worried it would break. But, it didn't matter anymore, because the next time, she would get the real thing.

Finally, as it was over, John pulled the cucumber out. The roughly-handled, condom-covered vegetable was covered with her juices, and some juices were seeping out of her gaping pussy. John really wanted to fuck her, but knew the high of the chase was almost as good as the deed itself, and still chose to torment himself. However, his need was at an urgent level now.

Quickly, John untied the girl and gently helped her back standing on the floor.

"I don't think I can sell this cucumber anymore," John said, keeping his face straight as he set his eyes on the naked young woman.

"I'm sorry, sir," Lily replied, as she didn't know what else to say.

"I think you have to pay me for the damage," John went on with his serious tone.

"Sir!?" the girl exclaimed, sounding genuinely surprised.

"Don't worry, sucking my cucumber is enough," John said an uncharasterically stupid joke.

Then he pulled down his pants and unceremoniusly said, "Take it deep and look me in the eye while you do it."

Obediently, the girl kneeled in front of him and took his rock hard, leaking manhood in her mouth. She stared at him like a puppy while doing it.

John was incredibly horny. He knew he would explode like a teenage boy, cum in minutes.

He took Lily firmly by the back of her head and pulled her closer.

With a low voice he ordered, "This time, you are going to swallow it all."

John roared loudly as he orgasmed, pushing his hips towards the girl's face as she obediently sucked every last drop.

VIII Everyday life

In essence, Lily had fulfilled her end of the deal. Still, she wouldn't have expected what happened next: nothing happened. She and John worked in the shop as usual, and John was talking to her, friendly as usual. Yet, it seemed he was purposefully distancing himself from her and especially from what had happened between them. This greatly confused Lily. She had thought John really wanted her and, so far, their boss-subordinate relationship hadn't prevented that. He had touched her in the most intimate ways, except for that one thing, and now suddenly it seemed like he didn't want it anymore. Lily should have been relieved, but she wasn't.

A fortnight passed in the same way. Lily was constantly restless. She observed John's reactions, trying to get even the slightest hint of his feelings, but got none. She was also sexually frustrated. She touched herself and even sometimes used the neck of a brown glass bottle she had taken from the store, but that was not enough. It seemed like nothing she did was enough.

In the end, Lily decided to go on a date to take her mind off John. Or rather, she was going to have a cup of coffee with a village boy, who was closest to a friend she had here. For some reason, even though the young men of the village were still visiting the shop, partly because she, she believed, most of them no longer agreed to meet with her. Besides that, the young women of the village seemed to be even more scornful of her than before, barely greeting her when they passed.

The young man Lily was going to meet was called Theodore, but everyone called him Teddy. The villagers said that Teddy had fallen on his head as a baby, but nobody knew for sure. Nevertheless, it was clear Teddy was a bit simpler than an average person. Lily knew that probably that's why he still agreed to meet her. She also knew she could hear more things from Teddy than from anyone else, as he often lacked the so-called social filter.

"Hi, Miss Lily!" Teddy lifted his hand in a greeting as he arrived, and sat opposite Lily on the terrace of the village coffee shop.

Teddy was a tall, lanky young man, with raven black straight hair that had grown a bit over his ears, big, friendly brown eyes and a wide smile. He always added "miss", "ma'am" or "mister" in front of people's names.

Teddy and Lily exchanged some news before Lily approached the topic she had in her mind, and asked, "Teddy, I've been wondering, do you have any idea why no-one else will no longer go out with me?"

Teddy squirmed in his seat, looking uncomfortable and was wringing his large hands.

Then he finally replied, "Oh, Miss Lily, I really shouldn't say anything, those are just nasty rumours. You know how those older men speak..."

"What do they say? Please tell me," Lily insisted.

"They say... oh, I really shouldn't say... they say that you and Mister John are having sex," Teddy replied, his eyes cast down.

"Can you tell me the details, please? I deserve to know," Lily pressed on.

At this point, Teddy seemed to forget who he was talking to and started spilling uncencored details, rambling, "Well, they say that Mister John can't resist those cow-tits and fat ass, they say that every day after work Mister John puts Miss Lily on the counter and has his way with her... and that sometimes even that is not enough, and they go to Mister John's bedroom, and he sucks on those titties while she is naked on his lap and..."

"Teddy, that's enough," Lily said, trying to keep her voice from trembling.

Teddy seemed to regain his attention and replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry Miss Lily! I didn't mean it that way, it's just how some of those nasty misters talk..."

"It's ok, Teddy. Now, so this is why I no longer get dates? Because people think I'm sleeping with John? Because they think I'm a common woman?" Lily asked, suddenly feeling some anger.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Lily, no-one can risk their reputation, you know that," replied Teddy and then went on, trying to save the situation, "But, Miss Lily, it's not because of you! I still hear many boys talk about how great your titties are, so round and soft, even Teddy likes to think about them sometimes, it would be so nice to touch them and then Teddy starts to..."

"Teddy!" Lily interrupted his rambling.

Teddy looked scared, not saying a word. Lily's heart softened a bit. He didn't mean no harm.

"Ok, Teddy, thank you for answering my questions," Lily finally said.

Then she said goodbye to him and left.

The next day, as soon as Lily stepped inside the shop, she approached John.

"Sir?"

"What is it, Lily?" John asked neutrally, looking at her.

"Would you like to have sex with me?" the girl asked.

John was taken aback for a few seconds, but then smiled widely. Finally.