As I sit in the busy little restaurant that I selected specifically for its location I glance at my watch to see that you only have two and a half minutes to appear and then I am leaving.
The corner table I am sitting in is secluded enough for what I have planned for you but I will make sure that we have grabbed the attention of at least one admirer for this first meeting. With my back to the corner, I will be able to see everyone's reaction to our little show.
I double-check my outfit to make sure that everything is in place. The silver incased rhinestones that accentuate my ears and neck seem to cast a soft glow over my body. My dress, a black off the shoulder Soft Ottoman knit dress, clings where it should and shows just enough to tease. I run my hands over the soft material, enjoying the tingling sensation that I feel in my crotch. My hair is in a loose French twist, which explodes into a pile of curls on top of my head, with a few curls falling to accentuate my face.
Now that I feel that everything is as it should be, my gaze is moving toward the door and I see you enter the restaurant. I am happy to see that you appear to be wearing the outfit that I bought for you just a few weeks prior.
The ¾ leather trench coat fits perfectly to your form, accentuating your breasts beautifully. With each step you take toward the Hostess I can see the tops of the thigh high stockings through the slits on the side of the coat. Your hair is pulled up similar to mine but not as many curls. I become instantly wet from the beautiful site. I tear my eyes from your wonderful form and take a sip of my chardonnay, casually setting the glass back in its place.
You and the Hostess appear at my side after a few minutes. I rise from my seat and offer you to join me. I instruct the Hostess, at this time, to take one of the extra chairs with her. She does so and we now have only 3 chairs at our table. As you seat yourself to my left, you set your purse down on the table without looking directly at me. Your hands quickly go to your lap and you rest them there, head bowed in silence. I smile broadly at your obedience.
I reach across the table and gently touch your cheek. Your eyes rise to meet mine and, for a moment, the world stops. I see nothing but your innocence and your mischievous nature in one batting of those beautiful eyes. I stroke your cheek, sliding my thumb over those tasty painted lips of yours. You kiss my thumb and softly lick it at the same time.
I draw my hand back and order you to remove your coat. The color instantly drains from your face. "But, Ms. Nita, I have on the outfit you ordered me to wear!" My smile broadens as I speak, "Good, then you will learn not to do anything unless I tell you to!"
Without another word being spoken, you remove the coat to expose the Sheer Fishnet short sleeve top and short set. You, also, have on the tiger stripe bra and panty set that I bought for you as well. You look like an angel with a bright red face. So sinful yet so bashful I think to myself. Just then the waiter walks over to the table and notices your apparel. He forgets why he came to the table for a moment.
When he finally remembers what it is like to address a patron, I give him our order for dinner. He walks away still writing the order, trying not to forget it as well. I look at you and smile. You are so beautiful in your outfit and it fits just right. I reach into my purse and retrieve a small wrapped package. I hold it out to you and instruct you to open it. You hold your hands out and I lay the present in your hands. You open the package to expose a 2-inch wide black leather collar with the words "Kitten" studded into it in Sterling Silver with a ¼ heart shaped diamond above the "i".
You are taken aback by this gift. "Thank you Ms. Nita" you exclaim softly. "You are more than welcome Kitten. Put it on." With that order you quickly remove the soft leather collar and place it around your neck. It completes your breathe-taking outfit. My heart and mind swooning with the pleasure you give me.
When the meal arrives, I notice that about half of the kitchen staff has come out to see the woman sitting half naked in the restaurant. I laugh at their blatant disregard for their own rules and etiquette in this prestigious establishment.
You sit, staring at your meal, waiting for me to give you permission to eat. After I sample the meal, I tap the table and tell you to eat. You quickly start to eat your meal, taking a sip of wine after every third bite of food. I glance around the room and see several eyes upon us. Men and woman alike are enjoying the site of your beautiful body. I straighten in my seat and smile back at them, continuing on with our meal.
The waiter returns with a bottle of Chateau Petit-Village Pomerol 1988 and a pair of clean glasses saying that the lady at the end of the bar sent this to us. I sample the bottle and instruct him to fill our glasses. I look toward the bar to see the woman who has such good taste in wine. She is in a red sleeveless knee length dress with an open back. When our eyes meet, I instruct the waiter to ask her to join us and he leaves quickly to do so.
When my attention is brought back to you I see that you have started to drink of the Pomerol. I reach in my purse and pull out a remote control. In one motion I push the button as I reach for my wine glass. You jump, spilling your wine onto the table. You stare at me with a bewildered look on your face. I lean forward and whisper, "You were warned not to do anything without my permission. I have the remote for those vibrating panties you have on. Disobey me again and I shall leave the button pushed until you scream out from your orgasm. Do you understand?" "Yes, Ms. Nita" is all that you can say before the woman, who was at the end of the bar, is standing right beside you.
You dare not look at her as I rise to offer her a seat with us. She takes the seat to my right and she introduces herself. "Hello, my name is Wendy Serve. I couldn't help but admire the way you have trained this little Kitten." Glancing toward you as she continues on. "I hope you are enjoying the Chateau Pomerol. It is a very good year." Looking back at me she asks, "I am not intruding, am I?"
"No, not at all Hon. We were just finishing our meal." I smile at our new companion. "Gina, Kitten, why don't you greet our new guest." You lift your eyes to see the infamous Wendy, from the online list we belong to, sitting there smiling at you like the cat that swallowed the canary. Your cheeks turn to an even brighter red than before. You realize that this has been set up!
"So, Wendy, I remember that you love to be the submissive almost as much as my Kitten here." "Yes I do Ms. Nita." She says shyly "Good! I have plans for both of you! Kitten? Why don't you put your hand on Wendy's knee and work your way up to the top of her thigh high stockings."
You scoot your chair over toward Wendy. Your hand quickly goes to her knee and you rub the nylon material with a soft, anticipating touch as you slowly work up to her thigh. Wendy lets out a soft moan as your hand now rests only inches from her wet pussy. You look at where your hand is resting and slowly move it up a little further to the hem of her skirt, trying to sneak a peak of her shaved mound.
The vibrations that jolt you back to your Kitten position remind you that you have disobeyed me for the second time. I hold the button down until you are wriggling in your seat. It is only when you start to hump the seat of your chair and are biting back the cries of pleasure that I release the button. You begin to pant, being so close to your orgasm, you beg me to let you cum. "Ms. Nita? Please Ma'am… I need you to make me cum!" "You may cum, Kitten, only after you have gotten Wendy and myself off. Do you understand?"
You look directly at me as you ask your next question. "What shall I do for you, Ms. Nita?" I smile as I take another sip of the Pomerol and casually continue on. "You will get on your hands and knees under the table and lick Wendy's pussy until she cums. You will no touch yourself. I will be listening to Wendy's moans and I shall reward you accordingly. Do you understand, Kitten?" "Yes, Ms. Nita!" You excitedly exclaim before lowering yourself under the table and quickly going at the job at hand.
I move the table clothe just enough to glance under the table to my right and see your head under Wendy's skirt. She sighs as your teeth rub up against her clit. Her hand goes to your head and begins to encourage you to go further. Wendy slides down a bit in her chair to give you more room to work. She then throws her head back and moans loudly, grabbing the attention of a table full of men to my right and a couple at the table to my left.
I hold the remote in my hand and push the button quickly, giving you a taste of what is to come. Your mouth goes into overdrive as you quickly remove her panties with your teeth and dive right in to her snatch. Wendy begins to wriggle and hump your face as she bites her bottom lip. I begin to hold the button on the remote for 2 seconds at one-minute intervals, sending tremendous sensations throughout your entire body. You insert 2 fingers into Wendy's sopping wet pussy and nibble on her clit until she is bucking wildly with her hands in your hair. The people who are closest to us only hear her cries of pleasure and they are watching this wonderfully erotic scene unfold before them.
While Wendy is still in the reclined position with her panties still at her ankles you come up from under the table to display for me your fingers, dripping with her love juice. I move toward you and take those fingers into my mouth, sampling the sweet juice that Wendy has given you. I lick and suck your fingers clean and kiss the tips just as the waiter appears at the table asking if we wanted dessert. I order a slice of Strawberry Cheesecake. He leaves quickly and I look to you and say, "Are you ready for dessert, Kitten?"
Without saying a word, you go back under the table and begin to kiss my feet and slowly work those kisses up to my knees. Your tongue darts out, licking the pathway up to my exposed mound. When you reach the top of my stockings you can now see that I have crotch less panties on. You spread my knees a bit and position yourself to enjoy your feast.
From the first time I felt your tongue brush against my clit I started to push the button on the remote. Soon, I am the one slouched down spread wide with my hand upon your head. Your mouth is incredible! I soon feel an orgasm approaching when the waiter returns with our dessert. I halt your wonderful eating session and thank him for his quick service. I can tell from the look on his face that he knows something is up. He says nothing though and turns around and leaves.
