Control of the Shop Assistant

It was never simple with John, Lily thought, as she sat on her bed. Three days ago, she had straightforwardly asked him to have sex with her. Most men would have jumped at the change, but not John. Lily sighed as she replayed the conversation in her head.

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

John smiled his characteristic slight smile.

"It would be my pleasure, Lily, but I have some conditions," John replied calmly.

"Conditions?" Lily repeated.

"First and foremost, I'm sure you already know this, but are you using loveroot potion?" John asked.

"Yes, sir, of course, sir," she replied.

Loveroot potion had been used for generations in the poor villages of Brutopidia to prevent any unwanted premarital pregnancies.

"And I'm sure you're willing to use the hair removal gel again?" John went on.

"Yes, sir," Lily confirmed.

"Well, I want to make sure we are both in the mood when the time comes. I want you not to masturbate for five days -- and this time I mean it for real," John said, looking her firmly in the eye.

Lily returned from her thoughts back to the present moment. During that conversation, John had revealed he knew she had masturbated previously, when she wasn't supposed to. It was embarrassing, because it revealed she submitted to her desires easily. Besides that, after that conversation, something had gone wrong with her head. She only thought of John, of his body, of sex and of her own feelings of desire. Lily felt uncertain as well. Maybe John wanted to wait because she wasn't attractive after all?

Lily removed her clothes and stepped in front of the full-length mirror she had in her room. She thought she didn't look too bad. Her face wasn't ugly, some boys in her village had even said it was pretty. Her body was a bit too fat to her liking, but some men in the past had commented that they liked her womanly figure. One thing Lily definitely could notice when she looked in the mirror, was that she looked - well she looked like she felt all the time at the moment -- aroused. Her long nipples were so hard, aching for someone to touch them. Lily brushed her fingers lightly over them and felt a shiver between her legs. She parted her legs. She could see how aroused she already was. She should have stopped right there, but she couldn't resist. She dragged her finger lightly along her wetness and let out a deep sigh. She wanted to have sex. She should stop right there.

IX The wait

The next morning, John asked the usual first thing as Lily arrived to work, "Lily, did you masturbate last night?"

"No, sir," Lily replied, looking John firmly in the eye. She was certain her poker face would hold.

John stayed silent unnervingly long while he observed her.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Lily, don't lie to me. Did you masturbate last night?"

"No, sir," Lily replied, less confident now.

John sighed and said, "You are a poor liar, Lily. Just admit it."

Lily knew lying at this point would be useless.

Embarrassed, she admitted, "Yes, sir, I touched myself last night."

"How many times did you orgasm, Lily?" John asked, not letting her escape his eyes.

"Three times, sir," the girl replied quietly.

"Well, I think that means you have to start over and, because you cheated, I think an additional three days is in order, three like your orgasms," John said, smiling.

"Sir, you mean eight days in total? Eight days starting today?" the girl asked, clearly agitated.

"I'm sorry, Lily. You knew the rules and you had a choice," John replied bluntly.

"B-but, why are you always like this? Why are you always playing games?" the girl almost shouted, her voice wavering.

John was slightly surprised. This was the first time the 21-year-old young woman had chosen to argue with him. And, in all honesty, he had used her and manipulated her and, partly as a result of that, she had eventually submitted to him willingly. A part of John wanted to take her in his arms and hold her tight. But, he remembered that he was also her boss and running a business. He had to stay firm.

"Now, Lily, I'm sorry. I know I play games. I know I have manipulated you and used your vulnerable position," John said honestly.

The girl looked at him without a word, clearly surprised by his confession.

John feared he sounded tacky, but he nevertheless stated, "But, Lily, I like games. I like games of pleasure and I'm really good at them. You can go on participating, if you like, but if not, you are just my shop assistant from this day on. Nothing more."

John didn't ask the girl anything, but nevertheless there was a question in the air.

Finally, the girl looked him deep in the eye and replied quietly, "Sir, I'd like to be more than a shop assistant."

John smiled.

The next few days were pure pleasure for John. He had understood the pleasure of waiting a long time ago - and unlike the girl, he wasn't bound by any rules. John mostly behaved while they were working, but sometimes he couldn't resist lightly brushing Lily's ass or thighs when they passed each other.

To John's greatest delight, after a day or two, the young woman started to act uncharacteristically brazenly. At times, when John was standing close to her, she either pushed her soft butt towards him or leaned forward so that her breasts touched his chest. Or, which was really erotic in his eyes, she arched her back slightly and spread her legs when she was picking up something from a bottom self. John really wanted to respond to Lily's advances, but he was afraid he would ruin his own game. Instead, he pleasured himself slowly at home, or, if he felt like he couldn't wait, in the bathroom of the shop.

Unlike for John, the following few days were far from pleasant for Lily. She tried to deny her feelings and think about other things, but it made her only more aware of her immediate needs. Her mind was completely occupied by the thoughts of John and especially how it would feel; that big, thick cock that she had licked and sucked many times, entering her. Now Lily understood why the animals at her home village acted so strange during the mating season. At night, she often couldn't sleep and resisted the urge to masturbate by either gripping her bedsheets tightly or jogging around in the room, trying to tire herself. She took a habit of doing long walks after work in order to tire herself.

John didn't make things any easier. At times, he lightly touched Lily, acting like it was accidental, but she knew it wasn't. He was driving her crazy. Lily felt humiliated when she purposefully pushed her ass towards John or otherwise acted provocatively, but she couldn't stop herself. She hoped John would yield, that his hand would finally reach out to touch her, to undress her. But he didn't. Lily didn't know how she could last.

During the sixth day, right after work, Lily took hold of John's wrist just before he was about to leave for the office. John looked at her questionably.

"Sir!"

"What is it, Lily?" John neutrally asked.

"Sir, I can wait no longer!" the girl exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" John feigned ignorance.

"Sir, can I please have your cock, sir!" the girl practically shouted and threw herself towards John, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

John frowned, "Lily, I really need to do some paperwork today," but then went on with slight smile on his face, "but tomorrow after work could work."

Then he leaned towards Lily and whispered something to her ear.

"Yes, master," she replied.

X The Master

The following 24 hours was the longest of Lily's life. She thought of how good John smelled, how nice his lean body felt when she had wrapped her arms around him and how she had felt a tingle when he had leaned close to her ear, his beard touching her cheek. She looked at John at the shop and her heart beat as she thought that soon -- soon it would happen.

Finally, after work, Lily was in the bathroom of the shop. She had just put on the outfit John had requested. She would be a cow and he would be her master. John had sewn the outfit himself and it was outrageous. Lily looked at herself in the mirror. The main piece of the outfit was an extremely lewd cow-print bikini. Lily's nipples looked larger than ever before as they peeked through the holes in the fabric. The bottom part was basically crotchless. The knee-high cow-print socks further drew attention to her crotch. The outfit was crowned with a collar with a metal ring and a cow bell attached. The bell was purely decorative and luckily, didn't make a sound.

Lily took a deep breath. Her cheeks were flushed as she stepped out of the bathroom.

John's eyes widened as he saw her.

He cleared his throat and said, "You look good."

"Thank you, master," Lily replied, her heart beating fast.

John went on, "I think cows are supposed to walk on all fours."

"Yes, master," Lily replied as she meekly descended on all fours.

Without a word, John attached something that looked like a leather dog leash to her collar and started to slowly lead her. Lily soon realized they were heading towards the storage room.

The wooden shop floor felt hard, but not really painful under Lily's knees. Her large breasts swayed as she was lead like cattle. They passed the shuttered shop windows. She thought, what if a sudden customer came knocking, as they sometimes did after hours? Or what if the shutter was broken somewhere and somebody peeked in, seeing her in her state? Lily felt a small trickle of her own juices run down her inner thigh.

In the storage room, the familiar thin mattress was there, but this time it was placed on the floor. John led Lily on top of the mattress. Lily noticed there was a short chain attached to the floor. John nonchalantly removed her leash and attached her collar to the chain. The chain really didn't limit her movements that much, she just wasn't able to lift her head that high. Then John stepped behind her.

John admired the view in front of him as he slowly undressed. Even from behind, the young woman was beautiful and erotic. John hadn't masturbated for a few days. He hadn't been this horny in ages, and he was further aroused by feeling his own hardness. Not that the girl didn't arouse him even more. She was still on all fours, her head ever so slightly lower than her ass. Instinctively, she had spread her legs. Naked, John stepped closer to her and kneeled right behind her.

John reached over and took hold of her nipples.

"The cow seems to be ready to be inseminated," he said in a low voice close to her ear.

"Yes, master," the girl replied in a slightly restrained voice

She seemed to be aware that John's penis touched her thigh because she shifted her ass and opened her legs even more.

John couldn't take it anymore. He took hold of the young woman's hips and slowly pushed himself in. The girl let out a high-pitched moan. She felt heavenly. Even though she was soaking wet, she still felt oh so tight. John slowly moved himself deep inside and almost all the way out -- again and again. The girl's moans and whines excited him ever more.

John wrapped his arms tightly around Lily's waist. Despite his age, his hips were still limber, and he definitely knew how to fuck. The girl got louder as he moved his hips faster and faster. The sweat was running down John's forehead and his chest. He was panting. He felt the walls of her vagina tightening around his manhood. She was close. He was close. John was in heaven. The girl had stopped her moaning and was now only whining incoherently. Her orgasm sucked him in, milking him. John roared as he had the strongest orgasm he had in the last twenty years.

After a while, John was lying on his back on the mattress and Lily, now free of her chain, was lying partly on top of him. The girl smiled and gently stroked his hair and beard. She was so pretty. John gently stroked her back and her shapely backside. They stayed like that for a while.

Slowly, John pulled Lily on top of him and positioned her to lean over him so that her breasts were hanging directly over his face. He stroked her breasts and started sucking her nipples.

John licked and sucked Lily's nipples to his heart's content. She was panting now. John was hard once again. The girl seemed to be willing too, because she rubbed her wet crotch against his rod.

The girl seemed to be ready to mount him, but John stopped her by simply saying, "Not until I say so."

"Yes, master," the girl obliged.

John teased himself for a little while, but finally allowed the girl to descend on his rod.

This time, they made love, slowly. John slowly pushed his hips upwards and the girl responded by sensually moving her hips. She was sweaty and her breasts bounced lightly in the rhythm of her movements. She had such a perfect body. John thought that he could be labeled as a perverted, dirty old man, but he did enjoy young women like her. It really wasn't about their youthful body but rather about the kind of modesty and integrity that hid a needy, sexual being. Slowly, John sped up his movements. This time, he finished with a few, strong thrusts as the girl collapsed on top of him.

They spent the rest of the evening and night on the mattress, under blankets John had taken from a shelf. They mostly caressed each other, and at times dozed off. In the morning, they made love again. They didn't really speak that much, but both of them knew their relationship had moved to another level.

XI Happy shop

Two months had passed since Lily's and John's special night, and they had formed a routine. Lily was the one who initiated sex, but John chose the things they would do -- and more often than not, it involved roleplay, partly thanks to John's sewing skills and his ability to make outfits. Sometimes Lily was a slave, sometimes a cow and sometimes a common girl when they had a quickie. John even made her a dirty shop assistant's uniform that really didn't even cover her ass. The outfits were only limited by John's imagination. Sometimes they even switched roles, and John was on a leash as a breeding bull and Lily was wearing a tight white blouse and a long skirt as a milk maiden, ready to milk him.

Nevertheless, their relationship wasn´t purely wild sex. There were some unwritten rules. Firstly, work always came first and having sex during work hours was a rarity. Secondly, Lily never went to John's house: everything happened in the shop. Thirdly, since that one time, they never spent a whole night together.

To John's greatest delight, he had accidentally discovered a further way to enhance their sexual life. One day when the shop was already closed, Lily was lying on the shop counter, wearing only a tiny apron, and John was licking her when there was a knock on the door. Lily quickly hid behind the counter when John opened the door and spoke to a village man in a low voice. Quite soon, he closed the door and returned to Lily, lifted her back on the counter, spread her legs and returned to licking her.

John murmured, "Maybe I should have invited him to watch."

To his great surprise, the young woman came at once and came hard, her pussy pulsating forcefully.

After a short pause, John said, "So, you like that men watch you, don't you?"

"Sir, I don't know, maybe a little bit," the girl muttered, flushed.

After the revelation, John decided to play around a bit. He designed another shop assistant's dress for Lily. It was otherwise quite similar to her regular one, but it rose to her mid-thigh and was slightly tighter, hugging her figure. All in all, the dress was designed to draw attention to her shape without being overly revealing.

It didn't take long before the men of the village noticed the shop assistant's new dress. They didn't say anything, but many of them began to visit the shop more regularly and John noticed how they tried to steal a look at the shop assistant as she moved around, the dress hugging her figure. As a businessman, John even put the more expensive merchandise on the top shelves. He knew that especially the older village men, who could afford to buy more than they needed, would sometimes buy things just to see the full-figured shop assistant climbing the ladder.

John also noticed that being watched and desired truly excited Lily. More often than not, she suggested sex after work. If John was feeling especially naughty, he sometimes confiscated her panties in the middle of the day, sliding them down her legs and pocketing them. This excited the young woman more than anything, and after work she was often on his lap, wet and willing.

Lily was having the time of her life. She made a living, could support her family and was having a sex life she couldn't even have imagined a year ago. Even though there was gentle intimacy between her and John besides sex, they both knew they would never openly admit their relationship, let alone marry. Of course, everyone in the village guessed what was happening between them, which only excited Lily more. She imagined that when the village men watched her while she moved around the shop, they would imagine what she was doing with John, envy him, wanting to be him. Lily didn't know why she got so excited about those naughty things, about role-playing, about men watching her, desiring her, but she did. That was who she was.

Lily didn't really know what she would do later. In her heart, she knew she wouldn't stay in the village forever. Eventually, she would go somewhere where she would have friends, would be respected and could marry and start a family. But, for now, she was in a right place. Next to that blue-eyed, gray-bearded man who adored her, desired her and made her feel good.