"Hurry up Mitch, or we are going to be late." my dominant yelled from down the steps. I was standing in the bathroom mirror looking at myself as I contemplated taking out the butt plug that had been snugly placed in my hole.
My dominant had placed it there because I was being naughty earlier, but we were going to a restaurant, and I wasn't sure if he still wanted me to wear it. I was used to wearing plugs for a longer time period but never out of the house. I would ask him for conformation, but I was a little scared of him saying yes.
"Mitch, I'm coming up if you don't come down in the next two minutes." he warned, and I decided to take my plug out and walk down the stairs. "You look great, what took you so long?" he asked.
"It doesn't take two minutes to look this good." I responded. In my opinion I didn't look that great. All I had on was some blue jeans and a white shirt with some white sneakers. He had on almost the same except his pants were black. We then walked out the door as he grabbed his book bag and got into his sports car.
I mostly looked out the window at all the other cars while we drove. It took about an hour for us to arrive at the restaurant, and I was half sleep when we got there. We sat down at a table in a private room and ordered drinks while we talked.
"You kept your plug in right?" he asked randomly, and I swallowed hard.
"No Sir." I answered shakily watching him as he swirled his drink around in circles.
"Didn't I tell you to keep it in until I took it out?" He asked slowly sipping his drink.
"Yes Sir." I answered honestly as I took a sip of my drink.
"So you deliberately disobeyed me?" he stated, and I shook my head 'no'.
"I just wasn't sure if you wanted me to keep it in while we were at the restaurant was all." I admitted but he just looked at me.
"So the fact that I told you that I would take it out when I was ready means nothing?" he asked, and again I shook my head 'no'.
"It wasn't like that I swear." I whined softly watching as his eyes went dark. I knew what that look meant all to well, and I knew this wasn't going to end well for me.
"Go to the bathroom and put this in, you've got ten minutes." he stated calmly pulling a black velvet bag out of his book bag handing it to me.
"Do I have to, here?" I pleaded as I took the bag into my hand. One look was all the answer I needed before I quickly got up and scrambled to the bathroom.
When I got to the bathroom I went into an empty stall and locked the door behind me. I took a deep breath then opened the velvet bag to see a black prostate massager and a small bottle of lube. "Not this." I groaned quietly as I inspected the toy in my hands.
For fear of what my dominant would do to me if I disobeyed him again, I got to work stretching open my hole with my fingers. I did my best not to moan, but a couple quiet ones still slipped out.
When I was successfully able to fit the toy inside me comfortably I put away the lube and washed my hands. It rubbed directly against my most sensitive spot, and it made it hard to walk straight. When I got back I sat the bag down in front of him and sat down in my seat slowly.
"Comfortable?" he asked leaning back in his chair with his hands in his pocket. "Yes." I answered trying to sit comfortably in my chair. I then felt it start to vibrate, and I didn't have time to conceal my moans. It stopped right after, and I covered my mouth embarrassed.
"Still feel comfortable?" he smirked, and I bit my nails feeling very uncomfortable. I took a sip of my drink wondering why in the hell I didn't just keep that butt plug in. "How was your day?" he asked as he placed a small remote control on the table.
"It was fi..." I tried to say before I watched him press a button on the remote making my insides vibrate and my mouth moan. "Please turn it off." I begged as I squeezed my legs shut, and he pressed another button making it stop.
