Alice strips her target

As Alice walked across the restaurant, she felt the vibrator under her dress come to a stop. She wiped the sweat from her brow and looked back at Bianca. The blonde Italian woman had been having her fun remotely controlling the device, and Alice looked back in confusion and, much to her own surprise, a slight sense of disappointment.

Bianca smiled as she rose from the table and put her phone in her purse. She, like Alice, was making her way backstage. Their target, Todd, was barking orders at a waitress, oblivious to the plan that was unfolding right behind him. Alice opened a door and stepped onto the dark stage. She could see a drum set, a piano, and a few other instruments, but with the curtains drawn on the stage, it was barely bright enough to see. A moment later, the door opened behind her. Alice looked back and saw the silhouette of Bianca's hourglass figure against the light from the restaurant. She closed the door and strutted toward Alice.

"See?" Bianca said as she approached. "I knew you could do it. You have that man in the palm of your hand. You just needed a little motivation."

Bianca held up her phone which she had used to remotely control the vibrator. Despite herself, Alice shivered in anticipation.

"It is dark enough that Todd won't see me back here. But once you get his clothes off, it may be too dark for me to get the photo."

"Leave that to me," Alice said. "I have a plan. Now let's get you hidden."

She reached out to guide Bianca to the side of the stage and, as she started to guide the woman away, she realized that she had placed her hand directly on Bianca's ass. Before she could wonder if she had done it consciously or subconsciously, the bombshell raised an eyebrow at her and playfully bit her lip. Alice giggled nervously as Bianca hid offstage.

Alice hustled back to the door as quickly as she could. Her heels slowed her down, as did her tight strapless dress which threatened to slip right off her curvy frame if she moved too quickly. She reached the door just as Todd entered.

She stepped behind the door as her target walked in, and he made his way onto the abandoned stage cautiously as he navigated the dark. She snuck up behind him and put her hands over his eyes.

"I started without you," she whispered. "Promise you won't be mad?"

He turned around and before he could answer, she pulled his head down and began to passionately kiss him. She ran a hand down his muscular torso and slipped her tongue into his mouth. For a moment, she was actually starting to enjoy herself, but then Todd showed his true colors. Within a second, he had grabbed her ass with a rough and clumsy hand. "You slut," he whispered between kisses. "You fucking slut. It's your lucky day."

Holy shit, Alice thought. This guy is an absolute clown.

She shouldn't have been surprised. This was an entitled man who liked to take advantage of everyone around him, especially women. But it was all an act to cover up his insecurity. And it was time for that insecurity to become uncovered. Because this man was putty in her hands.

She reached up with both hands and pulled at his shirt. The buttons fell to the ground as the shirt ripped open. For a brief moment, she worried that he would be upset about the destroyed shirt, but it only encouraged him. He let her pull the shirt down past his arms, and she couldn't deny she enjoyed the view. She dragged her tongue over his clavicle before pressing her mouth against his again.

"Slap my ass," Alice whispered in his ear. "I know you want to. And I want it more."

He did as he was told, continuing to whisper slut as he did it.

"Harder."

He did as he was told.

"Ugh," she said. "What's the point of all those muscles if you're not going to use them."

Before he could respond, she pushed him in the chest with both hands so that his back was up against the DJ stand. She turned her back on him and seductively bent over to pick up his shirt.

"If you don't know how to use those hands," she said as she tore the shirt into strips. "I won't let you use them at all."

She kissed him again and guided his hands behind him to the railing of the DJ stand. Before he could say a word, she had wrapped the strip of shirt around his wrists and secured them behind him. Alice ran a finger down his abs as she stepped back and admired her handiwork.

Todd was shirtless and had his hands tied behind his back to the DJ stand. His face was flushed and his heart was racing as he whispered, "Goddamn, Alice. You're a fucking freak."

"You've got no idea," she said seductively as she stepped closer with the last strip of shirt and wrapped it around his eyes to blindfold him. "The fun is just getting started."