Yes (lie)

You quickly assure Camilla that you have been listening. Perhaps a little too quickly, because her eyes narrow dangerously.

Her foot has paused on your cock, but you feel more pinned by her piercing eyes. It's obvious she's not buying it.

"You know.." She suddenly says, in such an non chalant tone that you might've been convinced she's dropped it, if not for the fact that she's gradually applying more **** to your hostaged member, quickly approaching the grey area between pleasure and pain.

"It's not easy raising two kids alone.." A stab of pain spreads from your nethers. You clench your hand around your fork, until it eases up, leaving behind a pleasurable tingling.

"But one thing I've always tried to teach them" she continues casually, as if she isn't torturing your poor dick under the table.

"..is the value of honesty."

You want to swallow but your mouth feels dry. Finally you manage to admit that you might have been a bit.. distracted by the circumstances.

A satisfied twitch in the corner of her mouth tells you that this is what she want to hear. You hurry to tack on an apology for lying and is rewarded by a couple of teasing strokes of your shaft.

"Well.. if you truly mean that.." She shrugs and you nod eagerly, "..get under the table."

You blink. "What?"

"You heard me. Now!" Her commanding tone brokers no discussion.