Cecyme – The Trapped Temptress Part 1 of 5

(This short story was written for Cecilia Medina.)

It was the normal Friday morning bus trip for Cecyme, although she caused a stir amongst the other passengers as she stepped onto the vehicle wearing her work clothing, which was immodest to say the least. A year ago, she would have worn a more appropriate outfit as she used to be very prim and proper as the expression goes, but her boyfriend at the time left her for a lady who could best be described as loose. After Cecyme had dealt with her betrayal, she decided to dress and behave in such a way as to win him back, and she was successful in her efforts only to ignore him as soon as he left the other lady because he had betrayed two women by then.

After this incident Cecyme decided to dress in such a manner as to cause other women to be outraged and men to be affected in a rather different way, and this Friday was no exception as she boarded the bus in her secretary outfit, or rather a parody of one. Her black patent high heeled shoes were normal, as were her sheer black seamed hold up stockings, but her black mini skirt just about reached down to her stocking tops and the split in the right side went so high that it even showed a hint of bare thigh. Her very thin white blouse was too small for her body, especially her bountiful bosom and it was clear to everyone that she was wearing a black lace bra underneath. When she took a deep breath, the material was strained so hard that it even showed the outline of her nipples.

She paused on the bus as the person before her made his way towards his seat, and when Cecyme stepped towards the driver she decided to drop a few coins on the floor by accident. “Pardon me.” She said as she bent over to retrieve the metal discs from the floor, and the rear of her skirt rose up to the top of her thighs so that the lace-patterned tops of her stockings were visible to the other people on the coach. The coins were retrieved, and she sat down on the front row of the bus, crossing her legs in such a way as to make sure that anyone getting on would receive a view of the top of her legs.

I do hope that everyone had a good look today, Just think of how they will have to go into the offices in their present state of arousal. She smiled at the next few stops when the men seemed to be walking in an awkward way when they exited the bus, and a few were carrying briefcases or newspapers in front of them, rather than to their side.

When it was time for her stop, the temptress stepped off the bus and lifted her legs high enough so the people at the stop may even end up catching a glimpse of her black lace panties, and by the time she was in the street there were more than a few red male faces, and a couple of burning female cheeks as well. How many of you will need an early toilet break? Well, it will teach you for lusting after me. She entered the door to the building where she worked, which was adjacent to the car park and took the elevator to floor where the business offices were. Although she knew how to drive and her salary could cover vehicle expenses with no problems, Cecyme preferred to distract the men on the bus as it was much more fun.

Once she was on her floor, she made her way down the open plan office, causing a stir amongst the men as she sat down at her desk, so she started up her desktop computer and checked her emails before typing the first letter of the day. She was the best typist and administrator in the building, and she guess that this is why no one had spoken to her employer about her behaviour, in case they were the ones who would get into trouble. Once the first set of letters were typed and printed, she picked up the letters from the printer and distributed them around the room, bending over the desks of her male colleagues to ensure that they would be able to obtain a good view of her bra, or that others could see a flash of her bare thighs.

Why should I ever be bothered about how you feel, after all it was one of you who betrayed me. Cecyme was a very efficient worker, and she helped to ensure the smooth running of the office, but she wasted no opportunity to tease as many of the male employees as possible during a working day. Even when she had to talk to one of the other workers, she would sit on the desk with her legs crossed so that the person would be embarrassed at the very least.

It was half-way through the morning and Cecyme had finished another letter when one of the other office workers, a lady by the name of Daniela approached her:

“Mr Jstreel would like to speak to you, Cecyme. Could you please go and see him straight away?”

“I suspect that he wants me to dictate an important letter for him, so I may be gone for a little while. Are you okay with typing my work while I am gone?”

“Yes, Mr Jstreel insisted on it in fact. I will make sure that this is completed. Don’t keep him waiting.”

The precocious woman left her desk and walked over to the stout wooden door at the back of the office, closing it behind her as she entered the corridor to the manager’s office. Jstreel had always been impossible to distract though, as every previous time she tried to use her appearance on him ended in failure. At the end of the corridor was a private elevator for visitors so that they didn’t have to go through the office and an old panelled door to his office.

Once she was standing outside, she knocked on the door and called out in a loud voice. “This is Cecyme Mr Jstreel. Did you want to see me?”

“Yes Cecyme. Please enter.”

The woman entered the luxurious office to find her employer standing in front of his black leather swivel chair as he waited for her to sit down in the chair on the other side of the desk. She didn’t stop there and she walked around the table so that she could sit on his desk with her legs crossed. There was no reaction from Jstreel as he sat down in his chair, and Cecyme was puzzled about why his response was not the same as the other men.

One day, I will have to find out how to arouse you.

“Cecyme, I know that you are a very good worker, but you are still causing disruption in the office by the way you behave. It’s not their fault that your boyfriend betrayed you, and to be honest about him, he got what he deserved. However, it is unfair to punish others because of the action of just one person.”

Has one of the men had the gall to complain about me? They all look at me with their tongues hanging out.

“These men see far worse on the television every evening, and it is not my fault if they are unable to keep a hold on their sex drive. After all, you are unaffected by my behaviour, so they should learn to be the same.”

“You are putting on a show for them which lasts eight hours a day, and a few of workers’ wives have found out about your behaviour, so it is causing friction at home for them as they have been accused of having an affair.”

“It is not my fault if their wives are jealous of me and I am not interested in any of the men, and especially not one who would betray a woman. Anyway, why aren’t you in a relationship?”

“I haven’t found the right woman yet, and I’m not going to jump into bed with just anyone.”

“Are there special conditions concerning this lady?”

“Yes, and unless these are met, I will not be interested. Cecyme, the main problem is that some of the men are considering resigning from the company so that they can save their marriages. That is something that I cannot allow.”

“Well, if they are unable to stand the heat, then maybe they should not remain in the kitchen.” Cecyme thought about what Jstreel had said and what it could mean for her. “Are you saying that my position is no longer secure?”

“Believe me, I hate the concept but your behaviour is causing me to give more than a little thought to the situation.”

The woman uncrossed her legs and stood up facing her employer. “I am your best worker though.”

“I cannot afford to lose a group of employees, much less have them bring charges of sexual harassment against my firm as a reason for constructive dismissal.”

“That won’t help them if they have to go to court.” Cecyme said as she unbuttoned the top of her blouse so that there was a clear view of her cleavage before she leaned over Mr Jstreel’s desk so that her stocking tops were flashed at him. “Oh Mr judge.” She said in a mocking damsel voice as she fluttered her eyelashes. “It cannot be my fault that these men suffer arousal from such a simple innocent as myself. Their lustful eyes have caused me so much grief.”

“Don’t behave like that, Cecyme, this is not a joke.” Jstreel said as he opened up a drawer.

“I would be able to wrap the judge around my little finger, so these men will have no chance of bringing a successful case. The reputation of this firm is safe, so there is nothing to worry about. Even if I leave here, that will just mean that men at another firm will go through the same ordeal.” Cecyme noticed that her employer had taken something out of the drawer, but she didn’t pay much attention as she had found something that she could use to tease him with.

“Listen, Cecyme. If you don’t promise that you will behave yourself, then I will be forced to do something that will protect these men from your behaviour.”

The lady smiled as she had discovered something that caused aggravation to her employer. “The worse you can do is suspend or dismiss me, and I will just seek employment at another firm. Go ahead, do your worst.”

“I will, but remember that you were the one would told me to do it.”

There was a loud gasp from Cecyme as her hands were grasped in a rough manner, and pulled behind her back so that they were placed palm to palm before she even realised what was happening. As she turned her head to the right she managed to get a glimpse of her employer wrapping hemp rope around her wrists, and it was looped about twelve times before the cord went between her arms four times. There was no response from the lady as she was in a state of shock as the cinches were tightened so that the rope gripped hard against her wrists, and the ends were knotted off at a place which would be out of the reach of her fingers.

“You’ve tied my hands together, let me go right now!” She said as she pulled against the restraint that held her hands behind her back, but there was no give in the rope as she struggled.

“You said ‘Do your worst’, so that is what I am going to do.” Jstreel said as he reached into the drawer for a second time.

“If you don’t untie me right now, I am going to scream for help and you are going to be in major trouble!” The angry woman said, oblivious to what her employer was doing.

“Go ahead, this room is soundproofed and no one is going to hear your cries for help. Be as loud as possible if you want.”

“Help me! Somebody Help Me! PLEASE SOMEONE HELFF-.” Cecyme’s cries for help were interrupted as two large white cotton handkerchiefs were forced into her wide open mouth, pressing her tongue back and stifling her screams.

I could choke on this if I try to scream again. As the captive looked to the right, she saw that Jstreel was taking a long black tie out of the drawer and she trembled when she thought of the dark possibilities of the uses it could be put to.

One end of the tie was put at the back of her neck and wound clockwise around her lower head, so that it went between her teeth and this continued until there were two full circles of the head made by the material. The ends were pulled as tight as possible so that the handkerchiefs were pushed further into the mouth of the helpless lady, and the ends were secured with a knot so that the gag was impossible to dislodge. A long strip of white cloth was picked up by Jstreel, who folded it twice lengthways so that it was four times as thick, before this was placed over the bound woman’s lower face and tied off at the back of the neck.

A second black tie was twice wrapped around her head and pulled tight before the ends were tied together, and Cecyme shivered as she discovered that the layers prevented her from breathing in and out of her mouth. A blue satin scarf was unrolled by her captor who placed it over her face so that the top covered her nose, and when this was tied into place the pressure against her nose pushed it out of shape.

At this point, the captive panicked and she tried to kick out at Jstreel, but as she was still bent over the table with her back to him, this proved to be ineffective and a waste of time. In fact all this did was draw attention to her legs, and a coil of hemp rope was wrapped ten times around her ankles, before four tight cinches were applied with the ends tied off in a secure knot. Cecyme was made to stand straight before she was turned around to face her captor, and she was terrified about what was going to happen next, given that her present predicament was unexpected.

“Try screaming now, Cecyme.” Jstreel said with a smile on his face.

After taking a slow deep breath in, the captive attempted to emit her best shriek but because her mouth was stuffed and her nose pressed down, the best she could manage was a very stifled, quiet little whine.

I can’t fight, I can’t run, and this gag prevents me from calling for help. I’m in a state of complete helplessness, and you can do what you want with me. The bound woman trembled as she awaited the next move of her employer who had become her kidnapper.

“It’s not much fun is it, being in a situation where I am in control and you are unable to do anything about it?” Jstreel said, and the woman nodded in response. “Well, this is what you have been doing to my employees, so I think that you have to learn your lesson.”

It seemed to Cecyme that something very unusual was happening to her, as not only was there the fear that had been induced by her captivity, but there was also a strange thrilling sensation in her body as she stood helpless in front of her employee.

Oh no! There can’t be a part of me that likes what is happening?