Lee grabbed two clean dishcloths and ordered Lucy to assume the position, and to his great amusement and Lucy's humiliation she immediately parted her legs and put her hands on her head.

"Good girl, glad to see you're learning fast." He proceeded to roughly dry her further with the coarse cloths, rubbing her briskly all over, almost lifting her off her feet as he rubbed back and forth between her outstretched legs.

"Position two!" Lee said, and just as quickly Lucy turned around, bent over and grasped her ankles. "Not quite" Lee smirked as he reached for his oven sparker and before Lucy could react he sparked it against her exposed bottom causing her to shriek and bounce back up, rubbing her agonized buttock.

"Position two!" he repeated, and desperate to avoid another zap Lucy tentatively bent back over and reaching behind her, pulled her bottom cheeks apart.

"That's better" Lee told her as he drew the rough cloth up between her parted cheeks, up over her sensitive, stretched anus, roughly rubbing it dry.

"Good girl, now perhaps we can begin." He grinned wickedly as he pulled Lucy back up by her hair and dragged her to one of the workstations, on it he had set up his chopping board, next to it was a box of cucumbers.

"We need to get these sliced for the salad, so I want you to stand there." He positioned an apprehensive Lucy up against the edge of the table, the cold stainless steel pushing into her soft belly.

"Now you're going to help me do this, do you know how?" Lucy looked at the set up with a sense of foreboding, but couldn't understand what Lee wanted her to do. As he took the first cucumber from the box and then took up his razor sharp Japanese chef's knife and started chopping, ostentatiously making a bad job of it, bits of cucumber flew around.

"It's no use, I need something to hold it in place while I cut, I know, come closer to the table, he made a show of sliding the cucumber across the chopping board, where it poked into Lucy's tummy, just below her little belly button.

"That's no use, let's have you up on your toes." Terrified, as she now realised his plan, Lucy whimpered as she raised herself upwards on her tiptoes, her pussy coming up to the edge of the chopping board.

"Legs further apart!" Lee ordered as he started pushing the cucumber against her, initially it just pressed against her closed lips, her outer labia keeping out the foreign object, but he kept pushing and twisting, nudging it past her outer lips and working it into her.

Every fibre in Lucy's body willed her to close against it, repel it, but Lee's constant manoeuvring was having the desired affect, Lucy could feel the lubricant easing her tight passage, her own juices making it so much easier as soon, with a satisfied grin Lee pushed the long cucumber in between her lips, up against her clit, the other half of the vegetable protruding from her onto the chopping board, every vibration sending tingling sensations up the cucumber directly into her.

"Hold still, this is a very, very sharp knife and I don't want to be responsible for what might happen if I slip." He began to chop away, the knife a blur of speed as he finely sliced the cucumber, Lucy gripped it for all she was worth, terrified of letting it slip, or Lee making a mistake, as the blade flashed closer she instinctively flinched back, Thwaap!

She jerked forward, her bottom ablaze. Lara laughing hysterically, she must have been behind Lucy all along, watching the pantomime unfold, ready to act, knowing that Lucy would flinch backwards as the blade moved closer to her sensitive, exposed pussy, the sharp blade even trimming the ends of her recently shaved pubes, it was so close.

"Nice one sis!" laughed Monica. "That was a bullseye."

Agonized, Lucy looked over her shoulder to see both the twins, damp dishcloths in hand, they had twirled them around into makeshift bull whips, a tradition in any kitchen, Lucy flinched as Lara landed another direct hit, the tip of the cloth catching her on her exposed buttock, as she desperately struggled to hold onto the remains of the wet slippery cucumber, terrified of the consequences of letting it slip to the floor.

"Ok," said Lee in the nick of time. "Now we can't waste half a cucumber each time, can we." Dumbfounded, blinking back tears of pain as her bottom smarted Lucy nervously shook her head.

"You were the manager, you would've told us off if we wasted so much food, wouldn't you."

All Lucy could do was nod, not knowing what to do or say, all the while still straining to remain up on her tiptoes, her bottom on fire from the flicking towels, her legs trembling as she tried to remain upright.

"Well I don't like waste and it's your job to make sure that there is as little waste as possible, what are you going to do?'

"I-I don't k-know, aaaargh!" Another wet cloth hit its target. "I-I don't know M-master Lee."

"I love it!" laughed Lee. "Those guys in housekeeping aren't so useless after all, they've obviously taught you some manners." He reached forward, and to Lucy's further embarrassment he patted her on the head, like an obedient dog.

"Well I'll tell you, shall I?"

"Y-yes please master L-Lee," Lucy stammered.

"Ok, you are going to put the rest of the cucumber back on my board, you've got twenty seconds."

Lucy almost cried out, it was all so unfair, all so shameful, but she was defeated as she began to try and work her inner muscles, tightening and squeezing as slowly the cucumber began to emerge from her pussy, inch by inch of lumpy green skin, her moist pink flesh yielding it up as she clenched and unclenched her buttocks in the effort to push the cucumber from her.

Lee and the twins were all engrossed in the display, beginning a countdown, "Ten, Nine, Eight....." as Lucy squeezed her vaginal muscles, forcing it out, as with a cheer from her small audience the tapered end of the vegetable slipped out from between her pussy lips onto the chopping board, shiny with her own juices.