We made our way down the busy street. We are walking down the sidewalk just off of Time Square, our fingers laced together. We see the restaurant ahead and I pull you to a stop and step to the edge of the walkway.
"Hey you," as I lean in and kiss your neck, up to your jawline and then to your lips. You murmur softly and we moan into each other's mouth. I pull away slightly and wait. You push towards me and we kiss as I slip my hand into your hair and pull your head back an inch and wait again. You look at me for a second, confused. I lean closer, our lips nearly touching. You finally think you know what I'm waiting for and stick your tongue out. Immediately I suck your tongue into my mouth and press my knee between your legs. I take a step forward, forcing you back against the wall of a building. I raise my knee until it presses firmly against your cunt, your skirt, fallen to the side, only your panties protecting you. I hold my leg there, again waiting as I release your tongue and we kiss. After several seconds I feel what I'm waiting for-small, nearly imperceptible movements as you press against my leg...grinding your clit just enough to provide some pleasure.
I break our kiss and move my lips to your ear, "Good girl. I have much more in store for you tonight."
I feel you shake, and see goosebumps form on your arms as you start imagining what is coming. I lower my knee, take your hand and we continue towards our restaurant. We enter and are seated quickly at a curved booth. You slide in and I sit close, our legs touching, my hand immediately on your thigh. We ask for water and look over the menu. I see you looking over the drink menu and lean close.
"Only one tonight, little girl. I want you alert and able to enjoy later."
Your eyebrows raise slightly and you nod, "Okay, Daddy." And you are actually bouncing slightly. I chuckle and lean close again.
"Spread your legs, little girl. Daddy is going to have some fun." Your legs open immediately and my hand slips between them and up to feel your panties, already moist, and your bare lips sticking out from the slit in your crotchless panties.
"Do you know what you want to order?" I ask.
"Mm hmm," is all you manage as my fingers slide between your lips, finding you slick. Up my finger goes until against your clit. I hold it still there and wait.
Within a couple minutes, you're moving your hips slightly, trying to get my finger to brush against you-to give a bit of relief. Your hips are rocking ever so slightly when the waiter arrives.
"Are you ready to order?" You startle and look up quickly.
I chuckle, "Yes, we are, thank you." I place my order and start moving my fingers in small circles, dipping down between your lips and back up to press against your clit. You gasp slightly and turn red as you try to remember your choice. You press your legs together to restrict my movement and I grab a decent amount of skin on your thigh and start to pinch just as you start to speak.
"I'll take the...whhaaa!" You cover by coughing as you quickly spread your legs apart, wide. And two fingers slide into your cunt causing you to inhale sharply.
"I'll have the Chicken Francaise, please." The server gave us both a quick look and left us to put our order in.
You slap my arm and start to chastise me but stop as my fingers press against your clit, rubbing firmly, slowly. I watch as your eyes slowly close and your breath quickens a bit.
My voice low, controlled, "You're a naughty fucking Slut aren't you, little girl?"
"Mmhmm. Yes, Daddy. I'm your dirty Slut." Your hips move up and down in time with my fingers. I start to squeeze your clit lightly between my finger and thumb, sliding them up and down, letting your clit slide between them. I can tell that your close to coming and stop teasing your clit and push my fingers back inside of you. Your head drops back, your breathing heavy.
You snap back as you hear plates clinking onto the table. As the server leaves, I slip my fingers out of you and lift them to your lips.
"Suck them clean, Slut."
Your mouth opens quickly, your tongue darts out and then your lips close on my two fingers, your tongue swirling as you suck.
I pull my fingers from your mouth after a few seconds and kiss you hard. Then I finish sucking my fingers clean before we eat our meals. As we finish eating I feel your hand brush over my leg and rub my cock.
"Can I Daddy? Please?"
"Yes, little girl. Go ahead."
You continue to rub and start pulling on my hard cock through my pants. As the server made his way to our table with the check, you pulled your hand away.
"Don't stop, little girl. Make Daddy's cock feel good."
The server's eyes fell to my lap as he dropped our check off. Your hand wasn't visible but he had a pretty good idea that something was going on. I smiled and thanked him as you blushed hotly.
"Good girl. Can you feel Daddy's cock throbbing?"
"Mmhmm."
"Now give me your panties and we'll leave."
You hesitate for a few seconds and then start to shimmy out of your panties as discreetly as you can. Blushing again, you place your panties in my hand as the server returns with our receipt. He blushes as he see your panties in my hand. I fill out the receipt and we leave hand in hand.
We walk to our hotel and I pull you to a stop outside. My mouth meets yours as I pull you against me. I back you against the wall of the hotel and then pull away.
"Open your mouth."
You look at me, confused.
"Open your mouth, Slut."
This time your mouth opens quickly. My hand comes up, your panties in it and I push your wet panties into your mouth. You pull away but you're against the wall.
"Close."
You swallow hard and close your mouth nearly completely. I lean in close to your ear.
"We're going to walk up to our room. Once inside, you will strip and get on the bed, arms above your head, legs spread. Understand?"
You nod and mumble 'Yes, Sir' through your panties.
"Good girl. Now let's go."
I lead you to the door and the doorman greets us. I stop to talk to him for a minute, holding your hand, and then lead you to the elevator. I push the UP button and we wait. The doors ding open and we step inside.
I press the button for the twentieth floor and then turn to you. I grab your hair, turn you around and bend you over. With my free hand I lift your skirt. You know what's coming but still you yelp and jump when my hand lands on your ass. A red handprint forms immediately. I slap your other cheek and continue slapping your ass, moving the slaps up and down to cover you in overlapping handprints. The elevator slows and I stand you up by your hair, your skirt falling into place.
I see that you're starting to drool past your panties. We step out of the elevator and I stop you. Reaching up, I unbutton the top three buttons on your blouse and pull it open, your drool just starting to drip down your chin.
"We can't have you a total mess, can we?"
"Nm-mm," as you shake your head.
You enter the room and go to the bed, pulling clothes off and moving to the center of the bed, putting your arms over your head and holding your legs open. I walk over after watching you do as I asked, reach down and pull your soaked panties from your mouth. I reach up and pull the leather restraints down. I fasten one hand and then the other, kissing you as I do. I slide a pillow under your head so you can see what I'm doing. I wrap rope around one of your bent legs and then the other. I leave a loop near each knee and you watch as I slip rope through each loop and pull your legs wider open. I continue opening your legs until you grunt. I release the pressure a bit and then tie you in that position.
"Are you ready, little girl? Daddy has such plans for you tonight."
"Yes, Daddy. I'm ready." You smile wide, and wriggle the small amount that your bonds allow.
I walk to the dresser and pull out several toys. Your eyes follow my every move. You see a flogger, butt plug, a crop and the Hitachi. You start to squirm as I plug the Hitachi in and turn it on. I touch it lightly to a nipple and watch as it stands at attention, hard. Then the other nipple. I shut the Hitachi off and reach into my pocket.
"Do you trust me, Harley?" You notice the change in my voice. Also that I didn't address you as 'little girl'.
"Yes Sir." A second later, "Yes, Glenn. I trust you."
"Good." I lean forward. Kiss you hard, and slide a blindfold over your eyes, your world turning black.
"Now, relax and enjoy. I'll be right back. I need ice."
You hear the door open and close as I leave the room. A minute later the door opens and you hear my footfalls and the rattling of ice in the carafe. What seemed like searing heat touches one nipple, then the other. Your back arches as the ice numbs slightly. I let the cube go and it drifts down your chest and settles at your belly button. Your breath is coming quick as you squirm, pulling at your leather restraints.
The flogger hits your thigh and you gasp. Light strikes rain down on inner thighs, up to your sides and across your tits. Your gasps turn to moans as I move back down to your thighs.
You scream and jerk against all of your restraints when the Hitachi is pressed firmly against your clit.
"Oh my God! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
I move the buzzing beast back and forth across your clit. I reach down and spread your cunt wide, exposing your clit and then slide the Hitachi back to your clit.
"No, no, no! Please stop!"
The buzzing stops and you feel the swish of the flogger. I drag the leather between your legs. The leather tips tickle your legs, then your lips. You giggle and squirm until the flogger comes down square on your cunt. You yelp. The flogger lands again, and again. On your thighs and back to your cunt, red stripes forming from thighs-across your cunt and ass. Your breathing is fast between gasps as the flogger lands.
You hear and feel the flogger land on the bed next to you. My hands rub your thighs gently. You feel my mouth on your pussy, my tongue gentle on your lips and clit. Slowly your orgasm starts to build again. You feel my weight shift on the bed and you feel the buzz of the Hitachi at the same time as you feel it.
You scream as you are assaulted by the intensity. I pinch and pull your nipples. Your back arches as my hand wraps around your throat, squeezing slightly.
