Drop those panties.

"Here's what we're going to do," he said when he had the Elf's attention. "I'm going over to the bar to get us another round of drinks. I shouldn't be long. On the way back, I want to see your panties around your knees. Don't let them drop on the ground, though! Can you do that for me?"

The bar was dark enough to hide them from cursory glances, but light enough for Lucas to make out. His demand had the desired effect. The Elf's face, still not quite recovered from his earlier embarrassment, became a mask of fear and humiliation. Her ears turned even deeper red, and her eyes darted around, looking everywhere but at Lucas. Her hands hovered over the fabric of her dress, as if she wanted to obey and was desperately trying to work up the courage to follow through. She needed just one more push.

"Answer me, girl." He growled.

"Y-yes." She whispered, her voice barely audible over the buzz of the bar.

"Good girl," he said again. "I'll be back soon. Don't disappoint me."

Picking up their glasses, he sauntered over to the bar. He cast a look over his shoulder, but he didn't think Eldwyn had moved a muscle since he left. He turned his attention to the bar. While he was waiting for the barman to get to him, he carefully avoided turning back to Eldwyn again, noting from the corner of his eye she still hadn't moved a muscle. Truthfully, he was beginning to worry he might have pushed her too far.

Finally, the barman got to him and he ordered another ale and a cocktail.

When they arrived, he finally detected some motion from Eldwyn. He handed over a couple of coins, waited a few breaths longer to give her time to finish, then started making his way back.

Eldwyn's was hunched over, with her head down, making herself as small as possible. It wasn't until he got closer than he spotted a flash or white peeking out from underneath the table: Her panties, stretched taut between her upper calves. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief and grinned. She had done it.

He sat down next to her once more, and she immediately embraced him, burying her head in his chest.

"Well done," he whispered. "You've made me so proud."

"P-please," she squeaked. "Everyone can see. Please, can I--"

Lucas could tell she was on the verge of tears. "Very well. Take them off and give them to me."

If she had hoped to be allowed to put them back on, she gave no sign of disappointment, seemingly more concerned with hiding her panties than wearing them. She hastily reached under the table, and with two quick movements, pulled her panties from her legs, then handed them to Lucas as instructed.

Lucas didn't want to subject them to a thorough examination in public, but he could feel a thoroughly wet spot in them. For all her fear and embarrassment, his feminine Elf sure was aroused. He stuffed them into his pocket as a souvenir.

Meanwhile, Eldwyn had already downed most of her drink. Something about her expression had changed too. She seemed a little less tense, and met his eyes now, if only for a moment at a time. This was only her second drink. Was the **** already starting to have an effect on her? He'd have to keep that in mind.

He let his hand drop again, until it rested on its by now familiar place on her ass.

"How do you feel?" Lucas asked.

"I don't know... L-like everyone is looking at me," Eldwyn admitted, eyes still fixed on the table.

"Look around," Lucas said. "Go on."

Eldwyn cautiously looked around the room. Lucas followed her gaze. No one was paying them any particular attention. He'd picked this spot deliberately, of course, in the dimmest corner of the room so they wouldn't attract any unwanted attention.

"See? No one is looking at you. Even if they did, they would only see a pretty girl on a date." Lucas took a sip from his drink.

"Do... do you really think I'm pretty?" Eldwyn asked.

"You're the prettiest girl here," Lucas replied truthfully.

Eldwyn broke out in a shy smile, the first he'd seen since they arrived in the bar.

"Do you want another drink?" Lucas asked.

"Maybe just one more..."

There was something very pleasant about sitting in a dark corner with Eldwyn. As time progressed, she began feeling safe enough to drop her guard, and Lucas enjoyed watching her expressions change as the drinks got to her. She went from being reserved and intimidated to more lively and talkative as the **** started going to her head.

Lucas decided it was time for the next part of their session.

"Lift your skirt." He ordered, without preamble, interrupting her halfway through a sentence.

She looked very surprised when she heard the words come out of his mouth.

"W-what?" she stammered.

"You heard me." Lucas said nonchalantly, taking another sip.

Eldwyn looked away, her Elven ears twitching, as Lucas had begun to learn they did when she was asked to do something embarrassing that pushed against--or beyond--her boundaries. He'd gotten pretty good at telling what she was thinking just by the way she looked. After a long time, she bit her lip nervously, and Lucas knew she'd follow his order. Slowly, she reached under the table, slightly lifting the hem of her dress. She eyed Lucas, but he only shook his head. More, was the unspoken demand.

She lifted it a bit higher, then a little more, and then further still, every time seeing if it was enough, until it only barely hid her crotch. She looked at him beseechingly, but he gave on quarter. She whimpered, then lifted her ass from the bench briefly and pulled the dress to her waist, leaning forwards over the table to hide herself.

"Lean back," came his--inevitable--next order.

She didn't protest and slowly did as he asked. As she exposed herself more and more, her dick slowly came into view, as rigid as a bar of steel, and glistening with its own lubrication in the distant lights in the room. Only the table they were sitting at now hid it from prying eyes.

"How do you feel?" Lucas asked again.

"I-I'm scared..." She whimpered.

"Of what?"

"Scared that someone w-will see me."

"Just scared?"

She said nothing.

"That first night we met, was that the first time you ever wore a dress in public?"

"Wha-? Uh, yes."

"We walked around for a while, and then you ran into an alley. Why?"

"I... I... Please..."

"Tell me."

"I wanted to... release."

"You were horny. You were horny and needed to cum." Lucas corrected. "Say it."

"I-I was horny. I... I needed to cum." Eldwyn moaned. The admission was accompanied by a twitch in her dick, and another droplet of pre-cum welled up from the tip.