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As I put myself away you glance around, your legs still shaky. Apparently nobody noticed our quick public assfuck. I take you and hold you gently in my arms, hiding your hands between us. I kiss away your tears and whisper in your ear, "I love you, sis."
"Passionately?" you say with a breathless giggle.
"Yes, dear. Proudly." You feel yourself blush. What a treasure it is to have a big brother who loves you so.
I throw some money on the table and grab the chain between your wrists. You had thought that I was going to remove the handcuffs before we left, but apparently that's not the case. One more quick kiss and then I gently lead you towards the door like a puppy on a leash. Your post-cum languor is too comfy and warm for you to object to being hauled through the restaurant like some kind of combination criminal and plaything. Besides, there is a kind of secret pride in having your hands cuffed together and being led away by your brother after having been used so shamelessly. It's a public display of how desirable you are, isn't it? You nod sleepily at the maitre'd as you're dragged by. Somehow unsurprised at the sight of a pretty girl being pulled along by handcuffs, he smiles and gives you a knowing wink.
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 6 years agoDamn, I was sure the waitress would pop back in at the end!
Well that was fun :)
Prolonged_Debut10over 8 years agoP is also for pathetic, poor, plagiarized, and pitied. All the phase fit this piece quite well. Several sections of this piece are remarkably similar to others in the novel area of Literotica. One piece in particular, which I do not remember the name, was set in the French quarter of New Orleans, where a gentleman took advantage of the young lady in the same way and a dark portion of a French restaurant. Much too similar to be accidental. Using a belt in the same situation, I don't think so, that's why I think this story should be pitied. Sorry about the grade of two stars it's one better than I should've given you. Bob
Anonymousalmost 10 years agosick bastard writer HOPE DON T SEE YOUR WRITING ANYMORE,sick bastard asshole.........
SouthLondonerabout 11 years agoAlthough pretty far fetched, it was a titillating enough read. ;-) SL
Anonymousover 11 years agoTry that in public and you'll quickly be in solitary. Been more realistic if he'd invited the waitress to go home with them. . . one into 2 = satsfaction.
