"Lock the door." He growls, undoing his belt.
I hastily comply. The moment I turn around he pushes me back against the door of the restaurant washroom. His mouth takes mine hungrily, his hands greedily cupping and squeezing my breasts, my ass, and then -
"OH" I yelp as his fingers slip under my skirt and find my soaking wet pussy. His other hand reaches up and covers my mouth, hushing me.
"You don't want the waiter to hear you, do you? Oh, maybe you do, you little slut." He murmurs in my ear. I can't help giggling a little, muffled by his hand over my mouth. The giggle turns into a muffled gasp as the hand on my pussy strokes over my clit, as he presses fingers deep into my wet hole.
"I know you like to make noise, but you're going to have to be quiet for me today." He slowly pulls his hand away from my mouth, staring down into my eyes. I try to keep my eyes open and looking into his, but his hand inside my pussy is making me want to cry out, and the effort of holding it in makes my eyes close. "Please, PLEASE, fuck me Master!" I whisper. I can't stand it, and reach for his big hard cock, now freed from his pants, and stand on tiptoes, trying to pull him down and myself up onto him.
He groans at my touch but within moments his hand wraps hard around my wrist and I reluctantly let go of his hard-on. "You're forgetting your place, slave. You need to be restrained." He whispers throatily.
I allow him to pull my hands behind my back, where he loops his belt around and through my wrists. My hands flatten against the cold door at my back as he lifts my skirt and kneels. I bang my head backwards on the door in my effort not to scream when his tongue flicks at my clit. I hear him laughing quietly. Then his tongue is delving, tasting, and I forget everything, lanced with shooting pleasure.
"Hush!" he stands up, shaking his head and trying to look fierce. "You're going to get a hell of a spanking when I get you somewhere soundproof!" he threatens. "But right now your Master needs to fill your cunt with all the come I've been saving for you."
My pussy clenches at those words. He directs the tip of his cock between my eagerly spread legs. I close my eyes in bliss as the head rubs my clit, then slides inside. He rams his dick home. I cry out but keep my mouth shut, teeth clenched. The lobe of my ear is between his teeth, his breath fast and hard in my ear. His hands grab my ass, pulling me deeper onto his erection, pumping into me over and over again. My juices have covered us, and every time his cock fills me, his body slams into my clit, and when he pulls away again, it's as if my clit is being sucked on. I'm feeling the rising sensation...
"Master, please let me cum?!" I beg desperately.
