LVIII - Steve Hargrave Jr

Soon she smiled sweetly while walking barefoot and sat down opposite her date. He was Steve Hargrave, the reasonably attractive demon that tricked her.

"You look uncomfortable, 234." Steve remarked. She smoothed down her form-fitting black tube dress, the hem riding dangerously high on her pale thighs. In a different era, such a garment would be scandalous; here in 2032 on Earth-B28, it was merely fashionable for women seeking companionship. Beneath the minimal fabric, she wore nothing but her chastity belt—the Secure-All 6000 model gleaming softly against her skin, its various components creating an intricate cage of metal.

Lisa shifted her position on her chair. "Sir, It's my, you know ..." She felt a deep anger for him that couldn't be exposed. It was not the time. Lisa tried to relax, but every nerve ending in her body was screaming.

Steve nodded. Nice girls didn't discuss their sexual control gear in public. He had forgotten to provide shoes for Lisa. Perhaps the maid could lend him a pair...

Steve ordered drinks for himself and her. When her drink arrived, he asked Petra, "Could you put some amative on her drink please? Also, get a standard service feet trainer like yours for her, I will pay in cash." The Maid smiled knowingly, but at the same time felt bad for the girl she just met. Lisa repressed a shudder. Lust-enhancing **** were commonly given to women on dates, whether they liked it or not.

Steve studied the menu. When the large drinks arrived, he said, "Drink that up, and we'll get you another one." Lisa obediently knocked back the drink. Steve sipped his wine. "I'll have the Greek lamb," he told Petra, staring directly at her panties. Lisa took a sip of her watered-down drink while waiting for his food. The amative was already making its effects known - Lisa could feel warmth spreading through her lower body, making her more sensitive, more aware of every sensation. Her pussy throbbed against the metal confines of her chastity belt, the frustration building with each passing moment. She wished she could pee....