Master baiting

Carol sighed and sat back. Master had told her to wait for him at the café, and she had done so for the last fifteen minutes.
Was he late? Did he even remember this at all? Carol's mind was
Not that she could blame him. After all, they had only mailed and, once in a while, used Skype. During those conversations she had confessed her most hidden secrets, and he never laughed at them, nor did them gross him out.
After a couple of months deepening their friendship and trust they had decided to meet here, in a centric café, to make sure one wouldn't kidnap the other (a basic safety measure Carol's mother had made sure she enforced. You never know who you meet on the internet!).

And now he was late. God damn you, John! Don't you dare!...

She bit her lower lip. Maybe that was the first session? Being stood up? She DID say she found being humilliated in public to be arousing, but that would be too much!

She almost didn't realize someone had sat in front of her.

-Oh... Hi!..- Her smile faltered when she noticed Master had come... dressed in black leather like he had just gotten out of a porn flick. To make things worse, he didn't even try to lower his voice.

-Hello, pet! Ready to cum buckets? I've brought toys!

True to his word, he put a crop, a collar with a leash and a wirelees vibrating egg on the table.
At a well known café. Full of people. Not that far from home.

Yes, this would be a very humilliating, but very arousing and fun, day... She could feel the heat, both on her cheeks and down there, and she had to rub her thighs together.

-Come on, girl! Choose!