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 Ellen's Sex Shop 6: Ellen's New Hire

   Ellen looked her potential new hire over.  The nineteen-year-old was
certainly on par with the rest of the shop's girls in looks, for what
little that mattered.  She was roughly 5'8", with a trim build that left
her perky breasts, natural and roughly a 34C to Ellen's trained eye, as
more than ample for her frame.  Blond, though a rich honey to Alice's
platinum.  Deeply tanned skin, which couldn't be natural on station, and
enchantingly rich blue eyes, so vivid they were almost purple, finished off
the delightful package.

   As Ellen deliberately drew out her examination, letting the girl get a
bit fidgety, she internally noted those eyes as being the most devastating
feature.  Anyone could get themselves augmented these days, with enough
resources, but the sparkling, mischievous life radiating from those bright
eyes was something no augmentation could duplicate.  It was also something
that made Ellen really want the girl for her store, both as another
magnetic presence and to protect that inner spark from being snuffed by a
more mundane existence.  Of course, she couldn't hire her purely based on
that instinct.  If she didn't have exactly the right flavor of moxie,
rather than just moxie in general, working at Ellen's Delights would kill
that spark even faster than the boring, mundane options for employment. 
Maintaining the playful, healthy sexuality of the store, the atmosphere
that made it so well regarded, required girls with some hard-to-quantify
personality traits.  Which, of course, made her constant efforts to enlarge
the staff a complete nightmare.

   Lisa, the new girl, had passed every required medical, every carefully
concealed psych profile.  She had the looks, she had the willingness, she
even had the unquantifiable spark...but only a practical test would settle
if it all added up to the person Ellen needed.  She hoped it did, with Tink
becoming far busier with their newly expanded catalog of workshops, the
other girls were beginning to feel stretched a bit thin.  A new hire would
really help, even if it took her a month or two to settle in.

   Ellen was trying to keep that fact from her mind, not wanting it to
color her thoughts.  She never wanted to hire a girl on grounds of need,
rather than quality of fit, and it was even worse this time than usual. 
Primarily, because she was worried about the girl's age.  Amber was their
youngest, and she'd been twenty-one when she was hired.  While age was
mostly just a number, life experience counted for a lot when it came to
handling the sorts of extremes that were a daily affair in the store.

   The girl looked about ready to burst.  Ellen took pity on her, at least
pity of a sort.  This would begin her final test, after all.  "Alright,
girlie.  You've passed the medicals with flying colors.  You've shown that
you're comfortable with what goes on here, at least in theory, and I
genuinely like you." She let the girl relax for a moment before continuing,
"However, there are two things left." She paused, then went ahead and
admitted it.  "One of them isn't a usual concern, and you technically
aren't obligated to answer.  If you don't, I'll do my best not to let it
matter, but answering honestly may set one of my primary concerns to rest.
I do need you to fully understand that you are not legally obligated to
answer.  Is that clear?"

   The girl nodded, looking nervous.

   Ellen leaned back in her chair, frowning.  Letting the girl get fidgety
had probably been a bad idea.  It was part of her carefully perfected
interview, but she normally went straight into the practical test, for
which the nerves were useful.  She sighed, resigned herself to winging it,
and stood.  She waved the girl to stay seated, and went to the small cooler
to one side of her office.  She took out a pair of high-priced fizzy
drinks. She'd yet to find a girl, old or young, who didn't love the brand
and she seriously doubted Lisa had ever had the chance to try it.

   Returning to her desk, she popped their glass-bottled tops and slid one
over to her guest.  "Drink.  They're a rare treat I import from Raga IX,
and I'd wager quite a credit that you'll like it."

   Lisa looked a little less nervous with the offer.  She reached forward
and snagged the chilled bottle, taking a tentative sip.  Ellen smiled at
the immediate surprise on the girl's face.  A longer, more deliberate taste
followed, Lisa's eyes half closed in pleasure.

   "Wonderful, isn't it?"

   Eyes popping back open, and blush spreading over her face, Lisa nodded.
"What is it?  It tastes like....  Actually, I'm not sure what it tastes
like.  It's delicious, whatever it is!"

   Ellen laughed.  "That's just about the same reaction as every woman I've
ever given it to.  At least human women.  It apparently tastes pretty
bitter to the natives of Raga.  It's something like their version of
coffee, or so I've been told.  A mild stimulant derived from a native plant
that's never been successfully transplanted."

   The girl looked sadly at the bottle.  "I guess I'll never be able to
afford it then."

   Ellen shrugged.  "Actually, I have a supplier that gets it for me at
reasonable prices in exchange for a discount.  She brings me however much I
want, so I let any of the shop girls buy it from me at the same price. 
Just another tiny advantage you'll get if you make the cut here."

   Lisa's eyes shined at the reminder.  "So, what's the question that
you're not supposed to ask?"

   Ellen settled back in her chair again, took a sip of her own bottle, and
admitted, "It's about your age and background."

   Lisa, surprisingly, didn't react defensively.  She just nodded, even
seemed to relax a little.  "Oh.  I suppose I hadn't considered that.  I
imagine you're concerned I might not know what I'm getting into or
something."

   Ellen frowned.  "More the `or something,' to be honest.  Your initial
interviews with Mara and Alice were timed for days we had events ongoing on
purpose.  You've seen what will be expected of you.  No, it's a bit harder
to define than that.  More about whether you have the life experience
necessary to handle the long term effects.  The job is hell on any sort of
stable relationship, just as one example."

   Lisa frowned, then grinned.  "I actually hadn't considered that, the
relationship thing, but I think you'll find my background helps your
concerns."

   Ellen's eyebrows rose and she glanced down at Lisa's resume.  It was
eclectic, that was for certain, but what did she-- Oh.  Hmmm, how had she
not noticed that before?  "This resume goes back to age fourteen.  How is
that possible?"

   Lisa's smile grew a bit sad.  "My parents were traders, but there was an
accident and their ship was lost with all hands.  I didn't have anywhere to
go, no other family, and didn't want to end up a number lost in the system.
So, I stowed away aboard the freighter of a captain I knew was a good man.
He didn't find me until we were already outside the Alliance, which was the
whole point, obviously.  Anyway, I wheeled and cajoled until he let me try
to earn my keep.  I did, and he spoke up for me when we got back to the
Alliance six months later.  I've been bouncing around, crew-to-crew, ever
since."

   Ellen looked down at the resume again in surprise.  Okay, yeah, that
could totally explain the eclectic skill set and job titles.  Everything
from cook to plasma engine repair.  Though, that left another burning
question.  "Okkkkaaaayyy.  That actually does reassure me quite a bit.  But
why are you applying with me?  Instead of looking for another ship?"

   Lisa shifted, suddenly looking a lot less comfortable.  She was silent a
few moments before she sighed and spoke, much more slowly this time.  "It's
because I grew up.  Physically I mean." She shook her head, seeming to
struggle with how to make the problem understood.  "I was a fairly late
bloomer.  Pretty, but not really someone to lust after.  The last half
dozen trips though, well, it started getting to be a problem.  I'm not
professionally certified you understand, I just do odd-jobs and such.  On
these last trips a lot of the crews, even ones I've known for years, were
beginning to think that meant a bit more than I'm willing for it to mean.
It's not that I'm inexperienced or anything, I just...."

   She trailed off but Ellen shrewdly finished the thought.  "But you just
didn't want to spread your legs for everyone who thought they had the
right."

   She nodded.

   "And my store doesn't come across, to you, in the same way?"

   Lisa's reaction was immediate and strong.  "Of course not!  Ellen's
Delights is legendary for being hard on anything like that!"

   Ellen let a small, satisfied smile surface at that.  It was good to know
that reputation was still in circulation.  She took a final sip of her
bottle, by now mostly empty, and addressed her potential employee again. 
"Alright.  You set my mind at ease, for the most part.  Now, back to the
practical test."

   Lisa sat up straight.  She'd have an inkling of what that might mean,
bits had leaked over the years, but it was never quite the same, and Ellen
pulled the reason why from her desk drawer.  It was a ridiculously simple
little randomizer, like you might find on a children's toy.  Wheel shaped,
a red button on one side, and a dozen tiny screens currently showing the
names of various sex-related subjects.  Things like bondage, public
masturbation and remote control, were joined by others like strip show,
submission and domination.  Ellen plunked the wheel down in front of Lisa,
letting her study it.

   She looked wary, but determined, and after allowing her more than long
enough to read every option, Ellen explained what little needed explaining.
"Once you press the big red button the randomizer will select the theme for
your test.  I will personally set you up with whatever is needed to put on
a show for the day with that theme.  If it selects strip show I'll get you
outfits and a stripper pole, if it selects domination I'll personally play
sub for you to show your stuff to the whole shop.  If you don't know what
to do, I or another employee will advise you.  The rules of the shop will
fully apply, so you will be protected from direct touching by the general
populace, but not from the same from the shop girls."

   She paused to let that fully sink in.  "In fact, given that your new,
and hot, they will likely all at least cop a feel at some point.  If, at
any point during this, you choose to quit, you can walk away freely with a
partial day's pay but no chance at a job.  On the other hand, if you make
it through the day, and still want to work here, you'll be immediately
hired for a one-month probationary period."

   She took another, longer pause and inspected the girl in front of her.
She didn't seem uneasy.  In fact, Ellen was pretty sure the blond's nipples
were hard.  She looked a bit closer.  Yep, definitely hard and getting
harder.  That could be either good or bad.  Good if she enjoyed the work,
bad if she enjoyed it so much she couldn't control herself.  "Well?  What
are you waiting for?  Give it a whirl."

   Lisa reached forward without hesitation, depressing the button with a
solid click.  The randomizer whirred to digital life, making a soft
whooshing sound as a light ran the rim of the wheel.  It slowed, then
stopped, and both women leaned in to see what it said.

   Pet-Play(Sub) glowed in golden colors, and Ellen's lips curled into a
grin.  Well, she certainly didn't do anything by halves, and it would be a
very proper test for her concerns.  When she glanced up at Lisa, she
noticed the girl looking uncertain.  It didn't seem like fear, and with a
moment more of study Ellen realized the problem.  "I take it you're
unfamiliar with the idea?"

   Lisa nodded, frowned, then shook her head.  "Sort of.  I mean, I know
the basics of the idea in general.  I just never had an interest, so I
don't have much idea what it involves, beyond sticking a collar and leash
on someone, or something like that."

   Ellen nodded, it wasn't that hard to believe.  "It's a bit more obscure
than something like straight dom/sub or bondage, but still more than common
enough that we supply it.  I will also tell you, right out the gate, that
the shop never goes for the whole humiliation angle, which is sometimes a
part of it.  If you're willing to give it a try, I'll walk you through the
basics as I set you up, and more throughout the day."

   Lisa looked relieved, mostly after Ellen had mentioned not going for the
humiliation.  Which probably meant her limited exposure had been skewed. 
Ellen could and would correct that.  Even if Lisa didn't get the job, she'd
at least walk away a bit better informed.  She stood and motioned the
younger girl to do the same.  "Alright, strip.  I need to see what I'm
working with, before I have Mara bring the appropriate fittings."

   To the girl's credit, there was barely any hesitation at all.  A
slightly deeper breath to steel herself, nothing more.  She efficiently
shucked her blouse over her head, released a lacy black bra, then shimmied
out of tight slacks and a matching black thong.  Ellen didn't bother
disguising her appreciation for the nubile flesh reveled, eyes raking over
a delicious ass when the girl bent, and mouth quirking in amused
appreciation as she spotted the golden hair over her entrance trimmed to
the shape of a power symbol.  She had a feeling Tink was going to
practically adopt the girl when she noticed that, which could be highly
amusing with her status as a pet today.

   Once Lisa was naked, Ellen motioned her to the center of the room and
walked around her, finger playfully scratching her chin.  "Hmmm.  You'd
make a fun pony, but that's a whole other section of the wheel.  So, the
question is, dog or cat?  What do you think?"

   "Always been more of a dog person, ma'am."

   Ellen chuckled.  "Alright, we can go with dog then, leave cat for some
other day.  That is, if you stick around and enjoy it." She stepped over to
her desk and tapped her com key, Mara would already be waiting.

   It took only a moment for a quick, "Boss?" to come over the line in
Mara's voice.

   "She got an interesting one.  Pet play, and we've settled on dog. 
You've got her sizes, so grab a selection that will work for her and bring
it here."

   Mara snapped a quick, "Sure thing, boss" and the com went dead from the
other end.

   Ellen turned back to Lisa.  "Alright.  So, the basics.  Pet play is used
in several different ways, sometimes to degrade or dehumanize, sometimes as
simply a creative form of control.  I won't say anything against anyone's
use of it, so long as all participants are completely willing, but here at
Ellen's Delights the only version you'll encounter is what I would term as
`playful' pet play.  This is fairly easy with your choice of animal, but it
is important for both your enjoyment, and for selling the idea of it to
customers, to remember the mentality involved.  You're not being
dehumanized, this isn't designed to embarrass you.  Rather, it is intended
for you both you and us to enjoy.  The grownup, sexy version of childhood
playtime.  Are you getting the idea?"

   Lisa nodded, hesitatingly.

   Ellen frowned.  "Let me give you an example.  If we weren't playing,
with everyone knowingly in on it and minded to enjoy it, ordering a person
to go fetch a stick with their teeth would be pretty rude, wouldn't it? 
Insulting, even." She could see Lisa was beginning to grasp what she was
getting at.  "Right, but since we are all playing, and you're playfully
acting the part of a dog for both your and our enjoyment?"

   List responded to her leading tone.  "Then it becomes a game, something
I'm happy to do."

   Ellen nodded.  "Exactly.  That's the most important thing for you to
remember today.  That this it is supposed to be fun.  Well, fun and
arousing.  We're a sex shop, after all, and want to sell our customer's
sexy things." She checked the time, still at least a couple of minutes
before Mara would show, good.

   "Now, for some practical basics.  Once we prepare you, you will travel
only on all fours.  You will not speak, save in barks and yips, unless it's
with your safeword.  The safeword in this case in `banana.'" She waited for
a nod of acknowledgement before continuing.  "Given that you are new to
this, and may have questions, you can also speak by prefacing a question
with my name.  I will know you are speaking outside the `game' as it were,
and will tolerate it to a point."

   "As for interaction, expect myself and the shop girls to pet you, in
both a sexual and non-sexual way.  Do not allow customers to touch beyond a
pat to the head, which is the established limit for this situation in the
shop.  Expect to be given typical dog commands, such as sit or fetch, and
do try to carry them out.  If a customer gives one, use your judgement if
it's acceptable or not.  Expect to be shown off, and possibly to eat and
drink from a bowl.  Do not worry about needing to pee, just let us know, we
don't take things to those extremes." Ellen grinned as Lisa looked grateful
at that one.  "Lastly, it is alright to mildly misbehave in order to earn
punishments.  The customers like it, and we won't do anything worse than a
spanking.  Just try not to get carried away, and don't damage either the
customers or the shop.  Also DO NOT break the shop rules as a way to
misbehave.  If you break any shop rules on purpose, you will be immediately
ejected from the store and banned from returning." Once she was certain
that last bit had sunk is, she asked, "Any questions?"

   Lisa stood in thought for a moment before shaking her head.  "I don't
think so, not yet at least.  I may have some later."

   Ellen nodded.  She was a complete amateur at this, it was hardly likely
she'd have questions before she was equipped for her role.  "I'll ask again
after we get you set up." As if she'd be waiting for that signal, Mara
poked her head through the door.  Seeing them waiting for her, the rest of
her followed, along with a double arm full of items from the shop.

   It took Ellen and Mara a few minutes to lay everything out on the
office's couch, and a few minutes more to debate over which of the
duplicate sets of items would work best on their new pet.  Lisa stood
looking on in interest, studying the various paraphernalia with naked
curiosity.  Finally, the two more experienced women settled on a selection,
and both picked up a piece of gear, seamlessly moving to start equipping
Lisa.  Mara captured the girl's hands, and Ellen brushed her shoulder
length hair out of the way to place a brown leather collar around her
throat.  She spoke to explain Mara's task to Lisa.  "Mara's putting hi-tech
paws on you.  They conform via a nanite memory gel to fit seamlessly over
your hands.  They provide a few benefits, like helping to cushion your
hands from the floor, but in this case they are mainly a teaching aid, to
remind you that dogs don't have hands and can't manipulate things.

   Ellen kneeled, gaining access to Lisa's knees as Mara switched hands. 
She attached a tiny wafer to the front of each knee with a thin strap. 
"These produce a tiny air cushion, without being very visible.  It takes
most of the pressure from the shop's hard floors off your knees.  Tinker
has them tweaked to perfection, so you shouldn't have any issues with them
unbalancing you."

   Mara was finished with the paws.  She moved back to the couch and
brought over the final item, a case that made Ellen grin.  "Okay Lisa, down
on all fours." The girl obeyed without hesitation, though she took a moment
to stabilize, getting used to the sensation of the air cushions.  By the
time she stilled, Mara had the case open and Ellen withdrew a small neural
wafer first, sweeping Lisa's hair aside again to place it at the base of
her skull.  "Just a neural interface for your tail." She told the girl.

   Lisa looked startled.  "Wait, the tail makes sense, I know about those.
But what's it need a neural interface for?"

   Ellen chuckled and Mara grinned, it was Mara that answered.  "The shop
tends to show off the highest-end toys, and this tail is one of those." She
lifted an anal plug with a slightly extended end from the case, while Ellen
grabbed the lube that had been with it.  As Ellen warmed some lube in her
hand Mara showed the plug to Lisa.  "Watch." She tapped a control on its
side and a shiny golden tail sprouted from the plug, obviously from a mini
hard light projector.  As Lisa perked with interest...so did the tail. 
"You can see what the interface is for, now.  If your happy, the tail wags,
sad it droops, curious it perks, frightened it shifts between your legs,
and so on."

   The tail gave a perky wag as Lisa looked at it awe and said, "Cool!"
Then it jerked in surprise as Ellen deftly began rubbing the warmed lube
into her asshole.  "Oh!  You could have warned me you know."

   Ellen grinned.  "Be grateful I warmed the lube first, or you'd have
really been in for a rude shock." She slipped a finger in, reassured at the
ease of entry, the girl had clearly experimented.  That was good.  As Ellen
slipped a second finger in, Mara deactivated the tail and handed the plug
over.  There was a bit of resistance still, when Ellen pressed it to the
girl's rear entrance, but Lisa made no noises of pain as it was gently
worked passed said resistance.  Once it was properly seated, a quick tap
turned it back on.  The glossy golden tail reappeared, immediately
adjusting to a mid-height position and slowly moving to and fro.  Huh,
Ellen was beginning to wonder if this wasn't the best option for interviews
on the whole, rather than just a slot on the wheel.  That tail was
informative.  It would only get better with the last item too.

   Mara had removed a pair of motorized, golden-brown dog ears from the
case.  She slipped the slim band holding them onto their new pet and
activated them, syncing them with the neural chip and tail.  They
immediately perked up, working with the tail to show Lisa's interest in
what was going on.  The ears swiveled and flicked, the tail slowing down
but not stopping, as Mara pointed Lisa to look at the full length mirror in
the room.

   Ellen let the girl look herself over, first turning to get a view of the
tail, then back facing forward where she shifted through a number of poses.
She quietly pulled up the feed from the neural chip on her desk unit,
reading it over.  Some nerves, but that was to be expected.  A great deal
of arousal, equally obvious, given that she could see the shiny moisture
despite her desk being on the other side of the room.  More telling was the
general level of excitement.  She seemed to be enjoying the idea, at least
for now.  She closed the program and crossed the room to stand beside the
girl, who was currently kneeling on her legs.

   Giving no warning, she set her hand on the girl's head, patted her hair,
then began to run fingers gently through it, occasionally rubbing or
altering direction as you might when petting a dog.  Her face, not to
mention the tail and ears, showed surprise for the first few moments.  It
was followed by a few tense moments of visible uncertainty before Lisa
finally accepted it, actually leaning in to Ellen's hand with a
half-content expression.  Ellen smiled at that, but reluctantly stilled and
addressed her seriously.  "Alright Lisa, this is your last chance to back
out before we move to the sales floor.  Are you still okay?"

   Lisa nodded.

   "Any questions?  Remember, no talking after we leave here, unless you
have a question that can't wait or wish to quit."

   Lisa held up a paw, which looked silly, but the intent to ask for a
moment was still clear.  Her noise scrunched up as she thought, leaving her
looking even younger than she was and insufferably cute.  The poor
customers were doomed.  Doubly so if the girl had any skill with puppy dog
eyes.  It was nearly a minute before the blond finally spoke.  "Just one
question that I can think of, will you still be calling me Lisa?"

   Ellen's eyebrows rose and she looked at Mara.  She actually hadn't
thought about it.  It had been awhile since they advertised pet play gear
in the store.  After a moment of silent communication with the shop's
primary dom, Ellen answered, "It's not really critical.  Most of the time
we just use phrases like `good girl' or `here girl,' but if there's
something you'll easily answer to that fits, it wouldn't hurt either."

   Lisa nodded.  "As a matter of fact, there is.  That's what made me think
of it.  A few of the crews I worked with called me `Gem,' as a nickname."

   Ellen's lips curled into a smile.  "Well then, Gem, let's go meet your
adoring public."

   `Gem,' took a deep breath, tail drooping slightly, but nodded and headed
for the door.

   ***

   Ellen was watching her new hire with mild awe and high amusement.  She
was almost sure now that she would be hiring the girl, even if she needed a
bit of work.  Her initial moments in the store, two hours ago, had been
full of expected hesitancy.  Less expected was her reaction to the
energetic Alice, who'd bounded up to pet the new `doggy.' There'd been just
a flash of mischief in Lisa's eyes, before she'd buried her nose in Alice's
crotch, tail wagging.  Alice, after she got over an uncharacteristic moment
of surprise, had laughed and immediately taken command of her new pet. 
She'd clipped a leash on her, tugged her front and center at the store's
entrance, and started "teaching" her tricks.

   Ellen, and Mara for that matter, had both been almost disbelieving. 
Within fifteen minutes, Alice had produced little candies from
who-knew-where, and Lisa was performing a whole routine for nearly every
customer who entered.  There'd been a tense moment when one of their VIPs
had started petting her, but Alice had somehow let Lisa know it was okay,
that this customer knew the limits and wouldn't push any further.

   Now, Ellen watched as Alice, Tink, and Amber took turns playing fetch
with the girl, throwing a slim dildo across the shop for the Lisa to race
after.  She even played at tug-of-war whenever she returned the "stick."
Ellen turned to Mara, relaxing next to her during the slight lull in
business they were experiencing, and asked, "So, what do you think?"

   Mara shook her head.  "Aside from her being a natural at puppy play? 
She honestly reminds me a lot of Alice, with a bit of Tinker thrown in. 
Charismatic, devastating puppy dog eyes, the ability to not just accept but
have fun with the situation, she's got it all, boss." She paused for a
moment, eyeing the girl and giving her other professional opinion. 
"Probably a switch, if it matters.  About where Tinker is on that spectrum,
which is useful.  My only remaining thought is that nothing really sexual
has happened yet, so we don't know how she'll handle it."

   Ellen nodded, agreeing with Mara's assessment.  While, technically, Mara
was the same grade of employee as everyone other than Ellen, she was level
headed, highly perceptive, and the shop's only true dom.  In combination,
those factors often made her Ellen's go to person for a second opinion, and
she'd never yet regretted it.  She'd summed up Ellen's thoughts quite well
this time, particularly with the comment about devastating puppy dog eyes.
She was pretty sure the girl had nearly doubled the size of a dozen orders
with those eyes.  The poor customers had been helpless before them.

   More to the point, Mara also hit Ellen's only remaining concern right on
the nose.  While every girl in the shop had copped a feel, and Alice had
gotten a couple of fingers in the girl at least once, they'd ultimately not
pushed her much in that direction.  Which couldn't be allowed to last, even
as much fun as watching this was.  Public displays of sex and sexuality
were a norm in the shop, and they needed to know how she'd react before
they made a final decision.  With that in mind, Ellen sighed and moved to
interrupt the party.

   She called out when she got close, "Here Gem, come here girl!"

   Lisa's dog ears and tail had perked immediately at the name, and she
only hesitated for a moment before shifting from playing fetch to pattering
over to Ellen.  Ellen patted her on the head, smiling as the girl beamed at
her.  "Good girl.  I'm sure all the fun has made you hungry, let's get you
something to eat." She returned to the counter Mara was leaning on, Lisa
trailing behind.  She accepted a pair of bowls that Mara slipped her from
behind the counter.  One was filled with water, the other with what looked
like dog food, but smelled distinctly like a quality burger.  It was a
specialty product they sold small amounts of, and came in several
varieties. Completely safe for human dietary needs, but appearing on the
surface like dog food.  Ellen had tried it in the past, and found that it
was actually quite tasty.

   Lisa was hesitating, confused at the sight and smell difference.  Ellen
leaned in and whispered what it was in her ear.  She immediately brightened
and began trying to figure out how best to eat it, and drink the water. 
She was making a bit of a mess, but that was inevitable for a first timer.



   Ellen leaned back, waving the other girls away and contemplating her
next several moves.  Lisa had, unintentionally, made things a bit harder on
Ellen's need to test her.  By falling into such a natural puppy oriented
pet play, she'd accidently set the tone as far more playful than sexual,
and that was a problem for the remaining issues to be sorted.  Breaking her
from the games, and the other girls, had been the first maneuver in
shifting the direction naturally.  The second had been signaling Mara to
wrangle the other girls, directing them away from Lisa so Ellen could
handle her one-on-one for a bit.  The mild, very mild, aphrodisiac that was
in the water bowl was a third.  It wasn't strong enough to have any
dramatic effect, but it would help shift Lisa's mentality once Ellen set
the scene.

   When the blond finished her sloppy meal, Ellen held up a towel for her
to rub her face against.  Once she was clean a light hand casually guided
her to rest beside a low chair.  It was placed in front of the store's main
counter, with a good view of the shop.  Ellen seated herself in the chair,
and began to soothingly stroke her hair.  Lisa, stomach full, began to
lightly doze, and Ellen allowed it for a good twenty minutes.  After she
was satisfied that thoughts of play would be fading a bit, she subtly
shifted her petting hand, adding a light, back-of-her-nails caress down her
pet's spine.

   Lisa shifted slightly, obviously waking a bit, and pressed herself
lightly into the pleasant touch.  Ellen suppressed a smirk and obligingly
began increasing first the pressure, then the distance down her spine she
traveled.  After a few minutes she was caressing all the way down to the
girl's buttocks, and her companion was growing considerably more alert and
fidgety.

   It came to a head when her hand shifted focus almost entirely to Lisa's
ass and the girl couldn't suppress a moan.  It was all the sign Ellen
needed.  Her hand dipped lower, unceremoniously plunging a finger into the
girl's soaked folds.  Lisa actually yipped in surprise, which was amusing,
but not important at this juncture.  Ellen thrust her finger a few times
before stopping to rub her thumb over the girl's thoroughly excited clit.
The action drew another moan, but Ellen stopped.

   Lisa looked up at her, cutely confused.



   "Hmmm, does Gem want a reward?"

   Lisa nodded eagerly.

   "Welllll, I suppose she's been a good girl...but what has she done to
earn it?"

   Lisa looked frustrated for a moment, then knelt to the ground, paws
cutely over her head, and turned her pleading puppy eyes on Ellen.

   Ellen laughed, but it went well with her plans so she rolled with it. 
"Alright.  Alright.  But only if you can prove you're a good dog by doing
something for me."

   Lisa's tail wagged happily and she barked.

   "It's an easy thing.  Fetch me Alice's panties.  You seemed to like them
earlier."

   She watched that sink in, and was amused to see Lisa blush for the first
time all day, she hadn't been certain the girl knew how.  She hesitated for
a moment, tail slowing slightly, but then it sped again and she bounded off
to find Alice.

   It wasn't a hard task.  As was often the case, Alice was front and
center at the shop's entrance.  She was actually greeting Ellen's friend
Linda, which would just make this all the more hilarious.  Though Ellen
felt slightly sheepish that it might put the poor girl on Linda's seduction
list, right next to Alice.  Lisa had slowed only a moment when she spotted
the customer, apparently deciding, rightly in this case, that the customer
would probably enjoy the show.

   Ellen almost laughed out loud at the smoothness the girl pulled it off
with.  She barreled into Alice from behind, arranging for her small, fellow
blond to fall mostly on her, breaking her fall.  She wiggled out from
underneath the older girl's weight and was between her legs, under Alice's
mini-skirt, in a flash.  Alice had been wearing a side-tie G-string, part
of the reason Ellen had chosen her as the target, and Lisa had it free in
seconds, darting away with it between her teeth before Alice could get over
her confusion.

   A stunned Linda broke out in laughter when the scene processed, and
helped the still baffled Alice to her feet.  Ellen's mouth twitched, but by
main force-of-will she suppressed her desperate desire to join her friend's
merriment, focusing instead on the grinning girl in front of her with a
G-string in her mouth.  She patted Lisa on the head and took the scrap of
cloth.  "Good girl, Gem!  You've certainly earned your reward." She watched
the girl brighten.  "However!" The expressive face drooped.  "It wouldn't
be right for the pet to get off before her mistress, would it?"

   Lisa's expression brightened again and she shook her head.  Ellen
casually stood and shimmied out of her tight leathers.  There was just no
way the girl would get those off of her with those paws on.  She cocked her
head as she spotted Lisa staring avidly.  Ellen virtually never wore
underwear, so there was plenty to see, and apparently Lisa liked it.  She
shrugged and decided to give the girl a proper view, shucking her tight
top. Again, no bra either, her gene mods were more than enough to keep her
perky double D's in line.  The gentle sway of her breasts as she sat back
down and spread her legs clearly drew Lisa's eyes, and she had to clear her
throat to get her moving.

   The girl surprised her again by not hesitating to dive right in and, as
a ridiculously skilled tongue flickered an odd pattern across her core, she
realized she'd once again underestimated the girl.  Clearly, she'd had some
practice at this.  As she dug her fingers into the arms of the chair, a
moan escaping her lips, she finally recognized the old trick and almost
giggled through the moan.  Lisa was drawing the ABCs with her tongue.  It
was ludicrous, something teenage boys heard about and tried when they found
their chance, but even so it was working.  The fact that Lisa varied her
target and speed evidenced the technique as one she'd built on, to the
point that the basic trick was merely a pattern for the girl's deft tongue
to follow.  The tongue dipped inside her one moment, flickered and swirled
over her clit the next, and Ellen rocketed towards a climax much faster
than she'd imagined.  She spotted Linda and Alice watching, Alice merely
grinning, while Linda mauled her own breasts.  The audience fed her
headlong rush and she stopped resisting, letting the whirling tongue of her
young soon-to-be employee push her headlong over the edge.  Lisa sensed the
peak starting and latched onto Ellen's nub, sucking harshly through the
climax, extending it far longer than Ellen expected.

   Eventually, Ellen pushed her head away.  She was tempted to let the girl
spend some more time familiarizing herself with her boss, but she still
needed to make good on that "reward" as a final test.  She absentmindedly
raised a hand, and was unsurprised when a largeish red dildo was plopped
into her palm by Mara.  She'd obviously read the situation perfectly.  No
surprise there, Ellen had been counting on it.

   Lisa's eyes lit up at the sight of the toy, fixing her whole attention
on it with an expression of longing.  Ellen chuckled.  "Yes, you've been a
good girl, so you'll get your reward." Ellen glanced at their audience,
which now included most the store, even if few of them were as obvious
about it as Linda and Alice.  That was perfect, but it made her mind flit
rapidly through the best options for continuing.  She needed Lisa to see
that she was the center of attention, while still showing off the action
for the customers.  The frowned as she realized no position would really
work for everything she needed, not in their current location.  A short
leash suddenly dangled in front of her, held in Mara's hand, and she
grinned.  The hand moved slightly, directing her attention to a specific
display at the front of the store.  Perfect.

   She grabbed the leash and deftly clipped it to Lisa's collar, getting a
confused look from the girl.  She ignored it, stood, and tugged her pet
toward the display Mara had pointed out.  Lisa followed along gamely, even
if she didn't understand.  They arrived at the display, it was an
adjustable bondage bench, but she wasn't interested in its function.  More
important was the raised platform it was resting on in preparation for
tomorrow's demo.  She'd had some of the girls set it up during the earlier
sales drought, and was glad for the fact now.  Lisa had a slightly hard
time getting on the platform without standing, but she made it in the end.
Ellen tugged her in a circle around the edge, showing her all the people in
the store.  A mental note that it only seemed to excite the girl was
followed by tying the leash off on the bench, leaving only a short length
for her to move with.

   She used her hands to positioned Lisa perfectly, legs spread, ass
raised, and back slightly curved down.  She was facing the front of the
store, allowing her to see the traffic outside, and all those inside to see
her spread slit, overflowing to the point a trickle of lubrication was
trailing down her inner thighs.  Ellen massaged the girl's ass, drawing
moans and an attempt to buck into the sensation.  She didn't try to stop
the attempt, only adjusted her own pressure so it would gain the girl
nothing.  When she figured it out and stopped, Ellen reached down with the
dildo still in one hand, lightly trailing it over the girl's sodden lips.
Her hips jerked, but only once, and Ellen nodded approvingly before slowly
pressing the 8-inch fake-cock into Lisa's gushing pussy.

   A hoarse moan resulted, loud in the mostly still shop.  She buried the
toy fully with agonizing slowness, stopping completely twice, when the girl
whimpered and tried to thrust backwards.  She left it a few moments, fully
sheathed inside the girl.  There had been more reason for the speed than
just a desire to tease, Lisa was amazingly tight and the toy was fairly
obviously pressing her limits.  She knelt for better access, reaching under
the dildo to gently rub her pet's engorged clit.  A slight tension, present
since the toy first entered her, faded under the light stimulation, and her
other hand moved back to the dildo.  A slow withdrawal, and an only
slightly faster return.  A moment's paused, a slight pinch of the clit with
her other hand, then another, faster, thrust.  Lisa's breathing had
deepened, and she was pushing against the toy again, but this time Ellen
didn't stop her, speeding up in response.

   She shifted her other hand from between the girl's legs, reaching to
tweak a nipple instead.  She was almost startled by the violent response, a
wildly arched back and loud cry.  Another tweak, and a similar response. 
Her nipples must be amazingly sensitive, even more so than Ellen's own, and
Ellen's were modded!  Lisa's hips were pressing back harshly with every
thrust now, insisting on more speed.  Ellen obliged while continuing to
play with the enchantingly responsive breast.  Her eyes caught Alice's and
she gestured the girl up with her head.

   The other blond clambered onto the display, though Lisa didn't seem to
notice.  Not, that is, until Alice pinched her other nipple and the girl
positively howled.  A single rough thrust more and Ellen felt her sex
spasming violently, back arching to an almost unnatural looking degree. 
Her inner muscles had captured the dildo tightly, so Ellen's hand darted to
flick her clit instead.  The pitch of the howl changed, the higher note
drawing out for some moments before Lisa collapsed bonelessly.

   She gave the girl a good thirty seconds before leaning in, close to her
ear.  "Well, that was a nice beginning to your reward, wasn't it, Gem?" The
girl started, head turning to face Ellen, but her new boss didn't give her
the chance to say anything, deftly flicking on the hitherto unused vibrator
function of the toy sheathed in the dog-girl.  As it sprang to life,
drawing a loud moan and surprised jerk from the girl beneath her hands,
Ellen beamed.

   Oh yes, she was definitely hiring this one.  Assuming, of course, that
she survived the next hour with her mind intact....