Dinner with Laura

Just as we finished the last of the other diners left the restaurant. The hostess saw them out and then looked back at us. With a smile she walked over and locked the door, at the same time turning out the front lights.

"Here we go," I said to you.

Tom went to the bar and got a bottle of liquor and some glasses. Then they both approached our table.

"Mind if we join you?" the woman asked. "We want to offer you a special after dinner drink on the house."

The woman looked to be in her mid forties, slender, and quite attractive. She was dressed conservatively in a high-necked dress with a tight top and flowing long skirt. The dress subtly highlighted a sizable pair of firm breasts, and together with her high heels accentuated her hips and ass. Her dark hair was piled on the top of her head and looked like it would reach to her waist if the large silver clasp were removed.

"Please do," I said, and they sat down.

"My name is Elizabeth and I am the owner of this establishment." Her green eyes sparkled and she seemed to be amused by us. She ignored Tom as she studied our faces. He poured our drinks with a shaky hand.

"Tom here has told me about your little escapades. You have gotten him quite excited. I would like to get to know you."

She was focused on you. The front of your shirt was still wet and her eyes kept glancing downward at the outline of you nipple. I swear I saw it grow just from the power of her gaze.

I wanted to make sure she understood that you belonged to me and that I would control what happened next. "We are delighted to meet you Elizabeth. The dinner was excellent, and we appreciate the free drink. Tom gave us excellent service, if he did seem to linger at times. My friend Laura can be quite distracting when I permit her to be so."

Elizabeth looked at me and smiled. "I see," she said. "Did you permit her to go under the table and suck your cock until she got all that nasty white cream on her face?"

This woman was wasting no time with small talk. My cock was growing with thoughts of the four of us having a little fun.

"Actually no," I responded. "She disobeyed me by making me cum like that. I am going to have to punish her for it. She is still being trained you see."

"Really? Perhaps I can help you. I live in an apartment behind the restaurant. We could take her there and teach her a lesson."

You looked at me as a shudder went through your body. I don't think you expected so much action at our quiet little dinner, in spite of your brazen treatment of the waiter. . However you were ready for just the kinds of things I was making you do, and with the wine and the force of my personality you were being swept along, not seriously considering holding back.

"What about Tom?" I asked.

"Oh, Tom will do as he is told. He knows I am his boss. I don't pay him very much, so I like to give him extra benefits from time to time."

"Very good," I said as I pushed my chair back.

"Shall we go?"

The four of us walked through the back of the restaurant to a door that was half hidden behind a plant. Elizabeth unlocked it and turned on some switches on the wall. Soft lights and Middle Eastern music greeted us as we entered Elizabeth's plushly decorated living room. There were two large comfortable-looking couches, six or eight chairs of various type, two upholstered ottomans, and a long, sturdy wooden coffee table. Elizabeth closed and locked the door, and then walked over to a tapestry that was hanging on one wall. Pulling a cord she drew the tapestry back like a curtain, revealing a section of wall on which were hung all kinds of BDSM toys—cuffs, chains, crops, whips, paddles, dildos, vibrators, and other exciting looking implements. I heard a little gasp from you as she took down a leather riding crop and a small, multi-thronged whip.

"You will find that I have all the necessary tools for punishing disobedient companions. Tom can attest to that, can't you Tom?"

"Yes ma-m, I surely can," he said smiling. "Would you like me to get the cuffs?"

I reached out and took the crop from Elizabeth. Before she realized what was happening I grabbed her arm and spun her around. With a quick swing I brought the crop sharply against her shapely ass.

WHAPP.

"I will be giving the orders here," I said. "Isn't that right Elizabeth?"

She turned and looked at me with surprise and fire in her eyes. It was the crucial moment. You and Tom were cringing off to the side, waiting to see the results of this contest of wills. Elizabeth took a deep breath but didn't say anything. She seemed to be assessing the situation and weighing her options. I was betting on her being a switch, who liked variety in her sex.

Experience has taught me that to dominate a situation you have to move swiftly and decisively. If you assert yourself with confidence with the right woman she will immediately assume a submissive role, especially when the air is thick with sexual tension.

"Stand up straight," I said sternly to Elizabeth. "Shoulders back."

She had straightened only slightly before I placed the tip of the crop against her left breast. Our eyes locked, and then she seemed to melt. Her head dropped and she pulled her shoulders back, offering her breasts to me and the crop. I had her. The little whip dangled from her hand.

I prodded her tits, moving the crop from one to the other, testing their firmness through her clothing. "Go get the cuffs, Tom."

My priority for the night was to consummate my relation with you after all those months of correspondence and flirting. I wanted to push all your buttons and fulfill all your fantasies. The business under the table had been a good start. However, now I was confronted with two more people who wanted to play. Elizabeth I felt I could handle, and even make good use of, but I wasn't sure about Tom. Was he Elizabeth's sub? Or was he just a horny young man looking for whatever action he could get? For sure he was lusting after you.

I decided not to take a chance on having Tom challenge me. He was too big and fit for me to intimidate physically. So when he came back with a pair of Velcro wrist and ankle cuffs the first thing I determined to do was to use them on him.

"Laura, put these cuffs on Tom's wrists."

"Hey, wait a minute here," he exclaimed, pulling back.

You gave him a big smile. "Now come on Tom. You're going to like this. I promise you."

"I don't know...."

"Look Tom," I said. "Either play our little game and hold out your wrists, or leave."

He still looked doubtful, but when you snuggled up to him and licked his ear he caved. With a sigh he raised his arms and held them out for you to attach the cuffs. Each one had a sturdy silver ring and a clip so they could be linked together. You squeezed the Velcro tight on his wrists and stepped back.

"Good job, Laura," I said. "No man could resist you. Now sit him down in that chair and clip his hands together behind the back."

The chair was armless, straight backed, and made of heavy oak. No doubt it had been used before to secure victims in Elizabeth's play room. Tom didn't resist as you backed him into the seat. His eyes were focused on your bulging chest with its revealing wet spot. When you went behind the chair he put his arms back so you could do as I had ordered.

"Now his ankles," I said.

Kneeling in front of him you wrapped a cuff around each ankle. I retrieved two small chains from the wall and threw them to you.

"Clip each ankle to a chair leg."

With that accomplished Tom was totally immobilized. I could now use him as a voyeur to heighten your excitement, or as a participant if I needed a second stiff cock. The tent in his pants was clear evidence of his arousal.

Meanwhile Elizabeth had been watching our treatment of Tom with great interest. "What do you think?" I asked her. "Has your waiter been a bad boy? Would you like to punish him?"

"He likes to be humiliated," said Elizabeth. "I do things like this to him all the time. But this is a first with another man involved. It's good you have him tied. He is very strong."

"In that case I think we should make him even more vulnerable," I said. "Laura, pull his pants down to his ankles."

"Whatever you say, sir," you responded.

We smiled at each other, acknowledging that we were both into the scene. I was pleased at the way you were taking the initiative, while at the same time being careful to follow my lead. You knelt and started to work on his belt buckle. He sucked in his breath. Elizabeth walked closer to get a better view.

"Now take it easy Tom," you said. "I'm not going to hurt you. Oh my, what is this big thing under here? I can hardly get your zipper down it's pushing up so hard. A little more....finally...there it goes."

The zipper opened and you pealed his pants back. His cock pushed up his red and blue boxers like a soldier raising a flag pole in a parade. You leaned down with your mouth and gave the tip a little nip through his shorts.

"Ahhhhh......"

"Now raise your hips like a good boy so I can slide your pants down."

With a little effort you got his pants down to his ankles. The thin material of his boxers was stretched tight trying to hold him in. His face was red and sweating. You really had him going

"I think that will do for now," I said. "Come here and help me prepare Elizabeth."

I took Elizabeth by her arms and turned her so that I could hold her from behind. By pushing her upper arms together I made her pointy breasts push out against her blouse. With my left arm and hand I managed to secure her arms, leaving my right hand free to explore her ass through her tight skirt.

"Unbutton her blouse. Let's see what she has in there. They seem small, but perky."

Elizabeth started to struggle as your fingers found her top button. "Hold still Elizabeth," I said forcefully. "Any resistance will be severely punished." My command was reinforced by a hard pinch on her ass. She sucked in her breath and froze in place.

"Yes indeed, these do appear to be perky," you observed sweetly as her bra covered tits came into view. "Very high and firm. I wonder what her nipples are like."

"Laura, you and I are going to have lots of fun together," I laughed. "You are exceeding my highest expectations."

"Thank you sir. Would you like me to remove her bra and see if I can raise her temperature a bit?" "Excellent idea. I notice she has one of those crops with feathers on the handle hanging on the wall. Let's use that on her."

Elizabeth's sexy cream-colored bra was held together in the front with two little metal hooks. You could have easily undid them, but instead you took a bra cup in each hand and savagely jerked them apart, breaking the hooks. Elizabeth got the message that you were not going to go easy on her.

"My those nipples are perky," you said, flicking at them with your finger nails. Over her shoulder I could see Elizabeth's long, hard points angling upward. Her areolas were large and seemed swollen, the very definition of puffy nipples. She was breathing heavily and shifting her weight from one foot to another.

Leaving her in anticipation you walked over to the wall and retrieved the feather-tipped crop. I held Elizabeth firmly, waiting to see how you were going to treat her.

"This bitch has interfered with our first evening together," you said ominously. "I don't like that. What do you have to say for yourself, Elizabeth?"

As you spoke you were lightly brushing the feathers back and forth across her tits, making her nipples protrude even more.

"Ahhhh......please don't hurt me......I'll do what you want........"

In a blur of motion you reversed the crop in your hand and lashed the business end across her bare stomach.

"Whappppp...."

"Of course you will, my dear," you purred at her, now teasing the red line on her stomach with the feathers. "But first you must be taught a lesson."

You took a position to the side where you could bring the crop up under her breasts as well as across their fronts. With great precision you lined up the rod so that it touched both nipples, and then flicked it out and back, striking them both simultaneously. The result was a great wail from Elizabeth.

"OHHHHHH........."

The next blow came from underneath, quickly followed by another swap across her nipples.

"OHH GODDDDD...... Please no more.......... owwwwwww.."

She was sobbing and I thought she had had enough for the moment. "That will do for now, Laura," I said

"Don't be fooled," you said. "She loves it. Check her pussy and you'll see."

Keeping her arms locked behind her with one hand, I put my other hand down under her skirt and raised it. Her stockings ended half way up her thigh, allowing my hand to slide up her bare flesh to her bikini panties.

"Spread your legs, Elizabeth, or I will let Laura spank your tits again."

Her legs opened immediately. I pushed a finger under the edge of her panties and slid it around her leg and onto her pussy. Sure enough, it was sopping, so slippery that it seemed to such my finger inside. She moaned and pushed against me.

"Ohhhh......"

"My, my. You are right Laura. This is one hot bitch. We could spank her some more and make her cum, but it's your turn. After all you were the one who was supposed to be punished."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

"You certainly do. Now help me get Elizabeth's clothes off so she can help me."

Together we stripped Elizabeth of her blouse and skirt. She looked incredibly sexy standing there in only her panties, stockings, and high heels. I glanced over at Tom and saw him squirming in the chair, trying to rub his cock against the fabric of his shorts.

"Poor Tom," I said. "Laura I think you should go over and use the feathers on his bare cock. Let's see how big and hard you can make it."

You grinned and approached Tom with the feather end of the crop extended. Using your left hand you grabbed the waist band of his boxers and pulled them up and over the throbbing pole. His rigid organ stood straight up from his groin, long and hard. Tom was indeed a virile young man.

With your right hand you moved the feathers lightly up and down his cock, rolling them over the ultra sensitive tip. He jerked and I saw precum begin dribbling out of him.

"Tom look what you're doing," you scolded. "You are getting Elizabeth's nice feathers all wet. I think you are the one who should be punished next."

"Oh no you don't," I laughed. "No diverting attention from yourself. Leave his spear waving in the air and come over here. That's right. Now give me the crop."

You stood meekly in front of me waiting for my next command. I took the crop and sat in one of the other armless wooden chairs.

"Elizabeth, I want you to take off Laura's clothes. Do it slowly so Tom and I can enjoy the show. Laura put your hands behind your neck and keep them there."

Elizabeth seemed glad to switch and assume the dominant role. She grinned at you as she began working the little zipper on the side of your tight blouse.

"What nice big tits you have my dear," she teased. "Much bigger than mine, and an easy target." She looked at me. "Is it okay if I feel them."

"Of course," I said. "You will find that they are firm as well as big. I am anxious to see her nipples and compare them with yours."

Your shirt came off, quickly followed by your low cut bra. With your hands behind your head you thrust your C cup breasts forward for us all to admire. Your nipples were hard and even bigger than Elizabeth's. I couldn't wait to get my hands on you.

"Bring her here and bend her over," I said. With her hand in your hair, Elizabeth marched you over to my chair and forced you to bend down, letting your breasts swing free within easy reach of my hands. I cupped them and squeezed.

"Ohhh....."

"Hold her there. I want to give her a complete examination."

I hefted your breasts to gauge their weight. I rolled them in my palms and pushed them together, imagining how good they were going to feel when I tit fucked you. I pinched and pulled on your nipples to test your reaction, and I wasn't disappointed.

"Ahhh..... godddddd...... yesssss......"

"Now off with her skirt."

Elizabeth quickly unzipped your skirt and pulled in over your hips to let in drop on the floor. My blood was boiling at this point and I didn't want to wait any longer.

"Her panties, too," I ordered.

Down they came. Kneeling on the floor, Elizabeth lifted your feet one at a time and removed them completely. Now you were more naked than Elizabeth, although you both still had on your stockings and high heels, which I found very sexy. Your pussy was clean shaven and glistening, hungry for attention.

I stood up and pulled you against me. You rubbed your naked body against me and lifted your head, offering me your lips. I kissed you deeply, thrusting my tongue deep into you. You moaned and pushed back with your tongue, driving both our tongues into my mouth. We went back and forth like this, our passions making our hips squirm against each other.

Finally I broke free enough to issue an order to Elizabeth.

"Remove my pants and shorts. I am going to fuck this girl right now."

Elizabeth somehow managed to get my pants down and off in spite of my still holding and kissing you. My hands were roaming up and down your back and over your ass, kneading and probing. Before the night was over, I was determined to claim your ass as well as your pussy.

Finally I was naked below the waist and ready. I sat back down in the chair and pulled you onto my lap. My cock found its way into you almost immediately. You were out of control and screaming.

"Ohhhhhh.... yesssss......... fuck me..... fuck me...... harder...... deeper.........."

I had dropped the crop on the floor, and now Elizabeth picked it up. Whenever your ass rose up and made a target, she swatted it hard with the crop. It drove you to ride me faster and harder, and I loved it.

"Good girl, Elizabeth," I groaned. "Give it to her. She deserves to be punished."

"Some punishment," laughed Elizabeth, but she kept it up. I watched her little tits bob up and down as she whipped you, and it drove me crazy with lust. When you cried out with your second orgasm I gave up trying to hold back and erupted into you.

"Yessssssss...... yesssss......... god yes........." We were both ecstatic.

Elizabeth stood back and watched as we gradually came down, still holding each other tight. I saw that she had her hand between her legs, rubbing gently. It was a good thing that I had Tom ready for her. Otherwise she might have eaten me up.

Eventually I found my voice and whispered to Laura. "You are fantastic. We are going to have incredible adventures together."

"I am ready," you said

"Well, let's start by arranging a little scene between Elizabeth and Tom."

You looked over at Tom, who was still tied to the hard wood straight backed chair, his underwear with his pants down around his cuffed ankles. His stiff cock was pointed straight up at the ceiling, and he was taking deep breaths, obviously seeking relief. From the look in your eyes I knew you wanted to touch him.

You turned to me and nipped my ear lobe with your teeth. "Sir, please let me play with Tom," you whispered playfully. "I promise to be good. You should master Elizabeth."

"That's an excellent idea," I said, giving you a wicked grin. You responded by raising an eyebrow in anticipation of what devilish things I might do to Elizabeth.

"Go roll those big tits of yours against his hard on and see if you can make it grow. But don't let him cum."

With a big smile on your face you knelt down between Tom's tied legs and leaned into him. Cupping your breasts with your hands you encompassed his cock like a hot dog being squeezed between two over-sized buns.

"Do you like this Tom?" you teased. "Do my tits feel soft and nice?"