Submissive Exhibitionist For Hire - Book 1 of 'The Coffee Shop of Humiliation'
Apple Gold
Publisher: Boruma Publishing
Summary
The first time Sally walks past the Coffee Shop, she thought she was seeing things. If she was, she isn't the only one. There are strangers around her, looking inwards at a young woman with her legs spread open, a man between them. There's another woman wearing nothing as she serves coffee, bending over and giving them all the perfect view of her- Sally flushes and looks away, embarrassed. ~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ "Is that okay?" he asks. "You are free to say no." She swallows the lump in her throat and nods. "That would be fine, thank you," she says. He flashes his teeth at her. "So polite," he says, looking incredibly pleased. "Tell me, what did you do before this?" She blinks her wide-eyes at him and tilts her head a little because she doesn't really understand the question, but wants to answer him anyways. "Um... I volunteered at the dog shelter during summer holidays and I worked at the library in school," she murmurs, a little confused about why he is asking for her job experience. "I graduated a year ago and haven't really had much luck getting hired anywhere else yet," she adds when he continues looking at her with curious eyes, not saying anything. "So I guess... I was at school before this?" He chuckles. "Archie's got himself a fresh new bird," he still has that look of immense amusement and she blushes, certain that she hasn't answered him the way he wanted, but he is kind enough not to call her out on it. She doesn't know if that's a compliment or an insult, so she just plasters a smile on her face. "Alright then," he says. "Would you give me a show today. Call it a preview," he hums. "A preview?" she swallows the lump in her throat and casts a furtive glance at the guys behind him. "Not with them," he chuckles. "I want you to finger yourself." "Finger myself?" she feels a little bit like a broken record, only capable of echoing everything he had just said. Thankfully, he continues to look more amused than annoyed by her inability to process instructions without first repeating them to herself. "Perhaps you would work better with instructions," he offers. She nods eagerly, knowing that it would be much better to have someone tell her what to do. She feels like an unskilled swimmer who has just been thrown into a vast ocean and told to dive for pearls. "Lean back," he instructs.
Available since: 05/16/2022.
