Now

"Now, please," Leigh says, adding "sir" belatedly.

Alex smiled. "Good girl." She reaches down and rifles through the bag beside her chair, then brings her hand out clutching something in her fist. She holds it out, clearly intending Leigh take it. She does, trying to be as discreet as Alex.

"Go into the restroom and remove your bra and panties," Alex orders, "and insert that into your pussy. Do not rezip your dress. Return with your underwear in hand and present it to me."

Leigh waits to see if there is anything further, but Alex just raises her eyebrows, impatient. Leigh rushes off to the bathroom, heart pounding as she mulls over Alex's orders. She reaches the bathroom and enters, giving the older woman at the sinks a perfunctory smile as she heads to an open stall.

She shuts it and reaches behind her back to unzip her dress. She pulls it off her shoulders and down to her waist and unhooks her bra, hanging it on the hook on the stall door. She bunches her dress at her waist and hooks her thumbs through her pantie waistline, pushing them down to her ankles. She pulls them off and adds them to get bra, then turns her attention to the object Alex handed her.

It's small, metallic, and egg-shaped. Leigh expects it vibrates, but doesn't see any buttons on it. Nonetheless, Alex told her to insert it, and Leigh has very quickly gone from quite independent to willing to do whatever Alex tells her.

Leigh rushes down with her free hand and rubs her clit, just a bit, to get herself wet enough to comfortably insert the toy. It doesn't take long, as she's already quite turned on, and Leigh knows better than to masturbate without permission--ESPECIALLY since she is being punished.

With her cunt good and wet, Leigh places the toy against her labia and pushes, inserting it slowly. She gasps involuntarily, wondering if anyone in the bathroom can hear, and pushes further until it's solidly in place deep inside her.

With a satisfied sigh, Leigh puts the top of her dress back in place and zips it up, then freezes. She was explicitly ordered not to do that, but hadn't really registered that part until now. Face red, she unzips it again, gathers her underwear into as small and inconspicuous a ball as she can manage, and hurries out of the stall, not making eye contact as she leaves the restroom.

She reenters the dining room and scans the room to remind herself where Alex is. Alex meets her eyes and smiles, and Leigh starts to walk across the room, willing everyone to not look at her as she feels the room's chill air on her exposed back.

Suddenly, there is a jolt deep in her pussy, and she gasps out loud and wobbles a bit. All of the nearby tables turn to look, and she turns beet red. "I'm fine," she assures them, and looks again at Alex, whose smile has turned predatory. She's holding a little black device. As Leigh watches, she punches a button on it and the jolt returns, longer this time.

Leigh clenches her teeth and works to keep walking in a straight line as her pussy pulses off and on with intense pleasure. She reaches the table with no further noise and sidles awkwardly into her seat.

She resists the urge to glare at her new domme. "A remote vibrator?"

Alex nods emphatically. "Uh huh!" she verifies, the perkiest she's sounded yet. "I will engage it when and for however long I wish for the remainder of our time out tonight. That is your punishment."

Leigh blushes again. "Are you going to make me cum in public?"

Alex laughs. "No no...you're not going to get to cum. This is punishment, remember?"

Leigh's eyes go wide and she shudders. Her inner thighs suddenly feel wet and she realizes she's more than a little turned on by Alex's cruelty. She doesn't have any more time to ponder that as the server arrives, a tall, square-jawed, dark-haired man that Leigh is very happy to stare at while he tells them the evening's specials.

Halfway through the man's spiel, the vibrator in Leigh's pussy switches on at a low setting. Leigh bites her lip to stay silent as the pleasant feeling courses through her body. She might be imagining it, but she's pretty certain the waiter is looking at her more now. She wonders if she's blushing noticeably--she almost definitely is.

The waiter has finished and is staring at her. Leigh tries to smile naturally. He raises his eyebrows. "Miss...um...I was just wondering if you knew what you'd like to drink."

"Oh. Just water please," Leigh squeaks out. He smiles and walks off, and almost as soon as he's turned around the vibrator stops. Leigh sighs and hunches over. Alex just smiles at her, quite satisfied. Leigh finally has the opportunity to look Alex over. She has a somewhat shaggy light brown pixie-cut framing her cute, delicate face. Her nose is pierced, and her only makeup is eyeliner. She's wearing a tight gray V-neck t-shirt under a fitted black leather jacket. On her bottom half are a pair of black skinny jeans and low-top high-heeled boots.

"What would you like to eat, my pet?" Alex asks.

Leigh looks down at the menu. "Well, I'm considering..." she trails off, realizing a way to get back in Alex's good graces. "What would you like me to order, sir?"

Alex cocks her head and smiles. "Very nice. What a good ****. You learn quickly! Is there anything you particularly dislike or are allergic to?"

"No allergies, sir, but I don't like seafood."

Alex nods and considers the menu. After a minute she looks up and says, "how about the lasgna, then. With a salad."

"Yes, sir," Leigh replies.

After a minute the handsome waiter returns, and Leigh immediately feels the vibrator again. Her pussy is soaked now, and her juices are trailing down onto her ass--and undoubtedly her dress. She hopes no one will be able to see it when she stands up.

Alex orders a ribeye steak, and then it is Leigh's turn. With noticeable effort, she orders a lasagna with a side salad, and on the last syllable Alex cranks the vibrator up, making the word come out as a shriek. The waiter's eyes widen but he doesn't comment. He does ask what dressing Leigh wants, though, and she has to clench her teeth and mutter "vinaigrette."

The waiter promises their food will be out soon, then walks away. The vibrator subsides to a low buzz, but does not turn off entirely. Leigh closes her eyes and sucks on her lips, trying to focus elsewhere, but the pleasure, even turned low, is intense and distracting.

She looks over at Alex, who is just sitting calmly, watching Leigh with a smile on her face. Leigh looks around and notices a few pairs of eyes on her. Her face flushes deep crimson. Her bare back feels very ****, and she resists the urge to turn and look behind her, knowing that that would only draw further attention to her disheveled state.

Without warning, the vibrator increases intensity again. Leigh locks eyes with Alex, who stares at her with a poker face. Leigh is beginning to sweat, and she has goosebumps all over her body. "Sir," she whispers, "I'm afraid I'll cum if you don't turn it down."

Alex cocks an eyebrow. "You had better not, my slut."

Leigh closes her eyes, concentrating on maintaining control. The pleasure of the vibrator in her pussy is overwhelming. She is getting closer and closer to climax. She begins rocking back and forth involuntarily, as though she's riding a cock. She stops herself by gripping the sides of her chair, knowing that the motion is only making things worse. She looks at Alex again, pleading, a pout on her face that she hopes will elicit sympathy.

Stone-faced, Alex stares back for what feels like an hour. Eventually, her hand under the table shifts, and the vibrator returns to its lowest setting, giving Leigh a reprieve. Alex leans over the table and takes Leigh's hand. "Tell me, my pet," she says sweetly. "What will you do next time we have a date?"

The words pour out of Leigh's mouth. "I will give myself plenty of time to prepare, sir. I will look my best. I will make sure my clothes are pressed, and I will wear my best makeup and jewelry, and I will show up early. I will do everything I can to make you happy, sir."

Alex smiles and kisses the back of Leigh's hand. "That's a good girl. I'm sure you'll do much better in the future."

Their food finally arrives, and the waiter cannot take his eyes off Leigh as he sets their table. She smiles awkwardly at him, turned on and attracted to him, but so flustered and uncomfortable. He lingers for a moment, then Alex says "we'll let you know if we need anything," and he takes his leave.

Dinner is ****. At random, the vibrator ramps up to high, causing Leigh to moan and nearly **** on her food. Perhaps even worse, every once in a while it turns off entirely, and her aching cunt begs for its return. She tries to concentrate on eating, but is largely unsuccessful, as Alex seems to take sadistic joy in adjusting the vibrator right when Leigh is beginning to get used to its current setting.

Once they're both done, the waiter returns to take their plates, and he and Leigh make eye contact again. As he walks away, Alex grins at Leigh. "You think he's cute, don't you?"

"Yes, sir," Leigh says with a blush.