George took one final look at Matron. She had the weights attached to her nipples and her clit and was cuffed securely to the bed and had the chastity belt on. If she wished to urinate then she would have to wet the bed. George looked down at her and was pleased with what he saw. He bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead and aid.
"I am proud of you Matron. Now I am going out with Julie for the night and I will probably bring her back to have sex with her and I want you to be quiet and listen whilst we have sex. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir. Thank you for the kiss." She said.
With that George turned and left the room. He looked at the note that Julie had given him and followed the directions that she had given him. When he turned round the corner to the restaurant he had to stop and take a second look. Julie looked stunning.
She was propped up against the wall of the restaurant and was smoking a cigarette. She had on a black leather jacket with a white blouse and a short black leather skirt with what looked like stockings to George. The look was completed with black boots that covered her calves and had about four inch heels on them.
George walked up to her and lit a cigarette. They stood there for a moment and smoked their cigarettes and then they ground them out and looked at one another. Without anything being said George pushed her back against the wall wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her towards his lips.
He began to kiss her with unbridled passion and she responded in kind and soon they were practically eating one another. People walked past them and you could hear them tut in disgust at their behaviour. What would they think when they entered the restaurant to sit down and have their food?
They kissed for a good ten minutes running their hands over each other's bodies and George almost got his hand under her skirt before she broke the kiss and said.
"We better go and eat. The table is booked for eight and as you can see there is a queue of people waiting for a table and if we are not on time they will be give our table away."
Reluctantly George let her go. They straightened themselves up and entered the restaurant. Much to the disgust of others Julie went to the front and demanded her table that was booked for eight o'clock. The maître de looked at his watch and saw that they had made it with a couple of minutes to spare so he reluctantly showed them to their table.
It was a table in the corner of the restaurant almost like they were being locked away from the rest of the world and those people in the restaurant. This suited them because they began to kiss again and were only stopped when the waiter arrived at the table and proffered the meal and wine menus to them.
Julie took the wine menu and George took the meal menu and perused what was on offer. George was that hungry that he decided was going to have the steak. They swapped menus and Julie made her decision and told George what wine they were to have. She was being quite dominant tonight and George thought that this could be fun to see who came out on top.
The wine was the first to arrive and the waiter poured them both a glass. When he left they clinked glasses together and Julie said.
"Here's to a good evening."
"Touché." George replied and they each took a gulp of the wine.
She had chosen well and by the time that the food arrived they had consumed a bottle of wine and had started on the second one. They chatted as they ate their food and they found that the evening passed quite quickly.
Once the food was eaten they sat and finished the second bottle of wine and then they ordered liqueurs to complete the meal. When they had consumed them George called the waiter across and paid the bill as was expected of him and then they got up to leave. They were both a little unsteady on their feet and had to hold onto one another to stop from falling.
They hit the fresh air and this just made things worse. They were definitely both the worse off from the effect of the alcohol.
Julie began to flirt with George outrageously and he allowed her to do it. He was enjoying the attention that he was getting from her and he felt sure that he was going to get sex again tonight. They got round the corner from the restaurant and Julie pulled him into an alleyway.
They walked about halfway down it when Julie stopped and said.
"Would you like me to strip for you?"
George propped himself up against the wall and just replied.
"Go for it you sexy bitch."
"Let's have a cigarette first." She said.
George agreed with her and reached into his pocket and pulled out his packet of cigarettes. He offered one to Julie and she took it and then he took one. He offered her a light and watched as she inhaled deeply and blew smoke into the air. Together they smoked the cigarettes and then when Julie was finished she said.
I am going to strip off and show you my naked body and then you are going to carry me back to the cottage and fuck the arse off of me like you did earlier on. Do you think you can do that a second time?"
I think that I might be able to manage that." George replied.
"Good I like a man with some cockiness about himself."
She stepped forward and slipped the jacket she was wearing off and handed it to me.
"Don't mind the rest but I do not want to spoil the jacket." She said.
George took hold of the jacket and put it on his arm and made sure that it was safe and would not get spoiled. He then got ready to watch Julie strip for him.
She started to unbutton her blouse. She certainly knew how to put on a show. She looked so sexy as she undid the buttons on her blouse. As each button came undone he was able to see more and more of the underwear that she was wearing.
She had on a black three quarter cup Basque and her breasts were peeking out of the top and I so wanted to take her there and then. She dropped the blouse to the floor when she had finally undone all the buttons and just posed for a moment.
"You like?" She asked.
George took her hand and placed it on his crotch and said.
"I like."
She ran her fingers across the front of George's trousers and felt the length of his cock. She began to salivate at the thought of that cock pounding her cunt. She kept her hand there for a couple of minutes and then she stepped back and started her strip again.
She teased George by turning her back on him. She wiggled her arse in his face and then she pulled the zip down on her skirt and began to shimmy it down her thighs. Once she had managed to get it past her thighs it just slipped to the floor and she stepped out of it. She stood there with her Basque and stockings attached to it and a pair of frilly knickers on.
"I am not going to do anymore unless you beg for it." She said to George.
George flushed with anger at her words and thought she needed to know who was in charge in this relationship. He stepped forward and got down on his knees and pretended to act like the submissive she wanted him to be. Once he was right in front of her he suddenly jumped up and pinned her against the wall.
"Listen bitch no-on tells me what to do." He spat in her face.
George could feel Julie quiver in his arms but it was not a scared quiver. She was excited at his words and she began to speak.
"Oh thank God. I have finally met a man who can be my equal. Any other man would have done what I asked him to do just then but you have challenged me so I must be yours for the night. You see I am a dominant and I have been looking for a dominant man to share my life with. I am fed up with submissive men. They bore me now."
George laughed at her.
"What are you laughing at?" She said.
