It was only the second time we'd met, but those first few hours I'd spent with her over coffee had been very revealing. Her eyes were most telling, especially as we discussed the nuances of being obedient...of what I would expect of her. She was new to her submissiveness, so I paid close attention to her as we talked about desires, fantasies...and limits. She would shift quietly in her chair, sometimes asking questions, telling me about herself...her excitement obvious and also visible through the blue t-shirt she wore with her jeans.
I was thoroughly aroused myself by the time we left the coffee house, so I walked her to her car, brushed the palms of my hands across her irresistibly hard nipples, and told her I wanted to see her again. With a soft, nervous but excited tone, she asked me to call her in the morning.
Now here we were. She was in a skirt and button-up blouse, as I'd requested...honestly an attractive woman, to be sure. I decided that once we were settled in with something to drink and a lunch order in the making, I should prepare her for what was to come. She hesitated at first when I told her to follow me, but did as she was told. The ladies room was empty for the moment and I instructed her to remove her panties and give them to me. Surprisingly, she did so without question and I placed them in my purse. Then I handed her a small box and she stopped as she realized what I'd given her. And what I wanted her to do with them. Ben Wa balls produce an intensely arousing vibration when inserted together, and would keep her increasingly stimulated for as long as I desired. I knew that I'd caught her off guard, but she complied and walked just a little more slowly back to our booth.
She noticed the odd number of drinks on the table and started to look for the waiter, but I stopped her. Frank had been at the bar since we'd walked in, observing from a distance knowing exactly what I was doing. As he approached and slid into the seat next to me, he looked from her to me with that confident gaze of approval I'd hoped to see. Small talk was brief, coming to an end as he leaned across the table to ask if she preferred to lick a woman or suck a man. It was so blunt that it took her a minute to absorb the question.
"Women," she answered. "I'd do you if I had to...but I'd prefer her" she added, glancing sideways.
He already knew that from our discussions about her, but he made her tell him anyway. Through it all, she had slowly begun shifting in her seat, the toy I'd given her taking its toll. As Frank began to describe the things we wanted to use her for, I could see that look I knew so well starting to settle over her. And I found myself unexpectedly responding to the sight of another woman descending into subspace. Shortly after lunch arrived, Frank finished his drink, discreetly pinched my nipple as he whispered in my ear "nice job" and left as abruptly as he'd appeared.
She had a lot of questions and comments during the meal. She seemed to waver from being admittedly nervous to immensely aroused.
"Can you feel them?" I wanted to know how she would answer. "Oh yes," it was a shy, quiet response and I knew she was certainly aware of how her body was responding to them. "And are you wet?" Again, the same quiet response.
As we paid the bill and prepared to leave, I assured her that she would enjoy this adventure and told her to follow me to my car. I was parked in the back corner of the lot in just the right place to make her feel exposed but not truly visible to the public.
"When do I get to take them out?" she inquired, knowing the answer.
"You are going to go home with those right where they are." I was very pleased to see how carefully she got into the front seat, distinctly aware of the sensation deep within her.
"Sit on your hands..." I began as took her thigh and guided her ass to the edge of the seat "and keep them there."
I leaned her seat back and took a minute to slide my hand between her legs, feeling how wet she'd become and running the tip of my index finger slowly over her swollen clit.
"Very nice," I commented as she shivered, and I reminded her to keep her hands where they were...no matter what.
As I moved to the buttons on her blouse, she closed her eyes and whispered, "I don't know if I'm ready."
I assured her that she was, opening the front of her blouse to one side and pushing the lacy white bra down to reveal her firm breast and deliciously hard nipple. She glanced around for a moment, obviously afraid of being seen, but never left the position in which she'd been placed. I left her exposed as I reached into the glove compartment and removed a special toy I'd brought just for this.
"Close your eyes," I instructed and slipped the small remote control wristband over my hand. The tiny fingertip vibrator fit perfectly on my middle finger and her eyes opened involuntarily when she heard the soft humming sound of it being turned on.
"What is that?" was the question as she started to sit up, but I put my other hand on her chest to keep her still. To answer her, I again slid my hand between the slick soft wet lips of her pussy and circled her clit slowly with my finger.
"Just something to amuse me," I told her matter-of-factly as I prevented her hips from retreating from the excruciating sensation.
I was now hopelessly wet with anticipation myself, wishing Frank could see what this was doing to me. But that was for later...for now I wanted to revel in the control I had over this sensual young woman. She whimpered gently as my tongue began to caress her nipple, flicking gently at first...she leaned her head back, feeling the rhythm of my hand, my tongue...slowly surrendering to the inevitable. I pulled her nipple carefully but firmly with my teeth, making her jump as the vibrating sensation suddenly changed and I forced the relief she was so in need of upon her. She gasped...a quiet but high-pitched "Ooooh..." escaping from thought....and I removed my hand quickly, watching her squirm in her seat.
"Do you want to come?" She nodded, shaking slightly from the sudden absence of stimulation. "Look me in the eyes and tell me."
And with the most desperately aroused look, she said "Please...I need to come..."
I'd known that I would be as close to that edge as she was by now, and that the image of Frank taking me right at this moment would be almost more than I could stand. But I had also been given instructions to follow...and I had been forbidden to allow myself to come.
