Two "Suite" Nights

"You were wrong, slave. You will be punished for that."

I blinked in surprise. "What?" That's not fair! I couldn't have known that the car was going to take it. I bit my lip and looked back out my window. I shifted my legs together, trying to rub my toy into me better, but no luck. I was getting frustrated.

Master kept driving, finally pulling into a parking garage. "Here's your second chance," he warned me, and I could hear the amusement in his sexy voice. Hopefully, I sat up in my seat, and the vibrator buzzed alive once more. Shit.

I fought the distracting toy. I wanted to focus only on it, to come and finally feel that amazing feeling, but I had a job to do. Maybe after we parked he'd let me finish. I looked out the front and side windows, trying to find a spot. "Over there! By that pillar." I pointed to the left, and he drove over slowly. Almost there...both driving and my toy....

"Wrong again." The toy snapped off and I protested. Master cut me off, pointing. The spot I had picked out was just yellow lines to indicate a handicap accessible spot.

"But I thought..." I began, then faded away. I just wanted to come. Master shook his head and drove up another level.

"You'll have to do better than that."

I nodded obediently, pouting out my window. I tried to look carefully, but each gap in the lot that I saw was either yellow marked or blocked by a pillar. It was damn confusing trying to see, and nearly impossible as Master's remote kept breaking my concentration.

As we left the garage, I couldn't wait. "Master, may I please come?" I asked. I was rocking my hips with the buzzing toy, but he kept turning it off just in time. I couldn't handle any more teasing; I needed release, either from the toy or from him. "Please?"

He laughed and shook his head. "Let's try that Vietnamese place," he replied, ignoring my question. I slumped back in my chair as he drove down another street. He continued his torture as we followed detours, and I did everything I could save for reach into my pants and take matters into my own hands. Which I would have done, if he wouldn't have punished me for trying.

After about ten minutes of driving around, we finally made it to the restaurant. My panties were soaked by his teasing, but my body was still throbbing as I lingered at the edge of my climax.

Master pulled into a spot far from the other cars and shifted into park. He turned to me, a smile on his handsome face. "Do you deserve any more punishment?"

I shook my head slowly. "I've been good. May I please come?" I asked again. He answered with a smile and the flip of the remote. My bad mood lifted immediately as I started gasping. My little vibrator buzzed longer than he had allowed the entire time we drove, and now I was ready to fall. "Ooh God!"

I crashed hard, letting my head fall back against the seat. My hand squeezed his lap, and I just let the buzzing continue to wash over me. "Oh fuuuck," I ended breathlessly, and the toy stopped.

I heard the car door open and my Master slid out. "Better?" he called inside, and I nodded. "Then let's eat." Slowly, I exited the vehicle and followed him inside. "You have to sit across the restaurant," I muttered as we went in. "So you can't tease me anymore." He grinned.

"I could give it to someone else."

I shook my head quickly, and he laughed. We were ushered up a few stairs and sat at a small booth, where we could see the whole restaurant. Throwing our jackets and my purse on the opposite seat, we both sat down on the other side to see the other patrons.

Our waitress came quickly, and I was relieved that Master kept the remote off. We ordered drinks, spring rolls and fried octopus, and soon we were alone.

I glanced over at my Master. "Thanks for everything. Today's really been fun." I gazed at his hands in his pockets. "Except for that remote," I added quickly, sticking my tongue out at him.

Master lifted a brow, amused. "I think that's your favorite part." I blushed but didn't answer. I like the end result...my orgasms after constantly being denied were always much better, but I hated the waiting game. He leaned closer. "Deep down, you really get off on all this dirty girl stuff. Don't you, slave?"

Luckily, our drinks arrived so I didn't have to answer. Bubble tea was completely new to me, so I was surprised to be given what looked like a dreamsicle colored milkshake. I took a sip and lit up. Yum! "Want to try?" I offered him, and Master took a small taste. He seemed surprised by the taste as well.

"Different." He waved over at the waitress and began asking questions about the tea, and my toy buzzed on. I just took a deep breath and focused, ignoring the looks he kept giving me. Before I could protest, he got up and followed the waitress down the steps to see their boba selection, and I just gritted my teeth. The chef in him was intrigued by new foods, and I was left with a distracting toy while he investigated.

After he was done, the toy switched off and I glanced over. He motioned toward the back of the restaurant, and was gone. Bathrooms? I wasn't sure, but I was relieved that I had some peace. I wanted him next, not the toy.

I was alone when our food arrived, and still alone when several other guests started filing in. A large family entered, mostly men, and started chatting wildly. I couldn't help but smile at their laughter and enthusiasm as they were seated. Several of them went the same direction as my Master had, confirming that bathrooms were down that hall.

After what seemed like forever, Master came back. He had a mischievous grin on his face, and I felt my heart jump. Something was up. The man scooted next to me and rubbed his hands together. "Looks good, doesn't it?" I nodded. "What's got you in such a good mood?"

His eyes sparkled. "I've got delicious food to fill me, and a gorgeous twenty-two year old next to me that I plan to fuck later. Why wouldn't I be in a good mood?" I laughed, fighting to keep a smile off my lips. Damn, he was charming sometimes...in his own funny way.

Master handed me a pair of chopsticks and we began eating. The food really was good, and I was finally relaxing. This was nice.

I took a bite of octopus when my toy buzzed on. I glared at my Master, but his hands were both on the table. What? He noticed my confusion, and continued eating. "Oh, there's something else I should mention. You might be mad at me."

I frowned. "Mad for what?" The toy kept going, and I tried hard to ignore it. "Turn that off and tell me."

His grin widened, and I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. "I don't have it."

"What?"

My Master ran a hand through his brown hair, grinning. "I started talking to this guy in the bathroom...and he agreed to help me out with something." He glanced at me, eyes glittering merrily. "So he's going to keep you busy tonight."

My mouth dropped open. "You're lying!" I dove a hand into his pocket, and found nothing. Master only laughed, turning to me fully. "You can check both pockets, but I don't have the remote." He gestured behind me, and I looked down on the main restaurant floor. "He does." He pointed quickly at one of the men from the large family party, sporting a white T-shirt and thin, black hair.

The toy buzzed off, and I groaned softly. No way. He wouldn't do that...how could he? I glanced across the room and tried to think. They were close enough to our table, so the remote would have worked...I frowned. Why would he do that to me?!

I felt my shoulders sag, and I sat quietly for a minute. "Why?" I finally murmured. Master looked at me questionably. "Am I being punished? What did I do?"

He just laughed. "You didn't do anything this time. I just wanted to see your reaction." He rubbed his hand on my shoulders, helping me relax. "I told him to just use it from time to time. Never for a long time. I will collect it when it's time to go." Reaching past me, he grabbed another piece of octopus and popped it into his mouth. "Plus, you'll enjoy this a lot."

I fidgeted. He was right about that part...as mad as I was, I could feel my heart pounding faster and my nerves on edge. I was ready to play. But I was still mortified that he did this...so many things could go wrong! "I am going to kill you," I muttered, but he chuckled and nudged my shoulder.

"It won't be long. Enjoy the food before it gets cold." He resumed eating and I followed, allowing one quick glance at the man across the restaurant. He was looking over, and I blushed harder. Oh shit...did he really do it?

My vibrator buzzed, as if saying yes. I jumped, and instantly it was back off. I was so turned on, and so scared all at the same time. Oh my God...what was I going to do? I wanted to leave, to sink under the table and just hide. Not be at some stranger's mercy. It had been bad enough with Master teasing me...now someone else?

Master chuckled and patted my leg. "It's going to be fine. Enjoy yourself." I nodded slowly, eating some more of the delicious food. He was right. There wasn't much I could do about it, save for go over and demand the remote back...which I didn't think I could do. Besides, I would have been teased by it either way...might as well just get it back at the end of the evening.

I ate a spring roll and sighed. It would be a long dinner.

The man beside me rubbed my leg slowly, getting me to relax. We talked about school for a while, and his plans when he left again. I was in the middle of listening when the toy buzzed again. "Oh..." I gasped, then bit my lip.

Master watched my face, then grinned. "He turned it on?" I nodded slowly, looking over for a second. The man across the restaurant was laughing with his party. "How's it feel?"

I blushed. "It feels really good," I admitted. I squeezed my legs together, trying not to moan. "It's still going." I actually wanted it to stay on, to get me over the edge again. But it switched off, making me pout.

My partner leaned on his elbows, grinning. "You're liking this, aren't you?" I blushed.

"You did it to me last time. Of course I like it."

He shook his head. "I mean, someone else driving you over the edge. Someone else being in charge, of whether you get off or not." I frowned and kept eating. Master leaned close and whispered in my ear, "You should go over and thank him when we leave."

I stared at him, wide eyed. "No way!" I was ready to protest some more when the toy buzzed again, making me gasp a little too loud. I wanted to be mad at my Master for doing this without asking, and make him get the remote back, but oh it felt good!

I moaned under my breath, and my Master heard. "He's really got you going, hasn't he?" I ignored him and tried to take another bite of food. I didn't want to stick out, I felt much more exposed at this restaurant than I had at the bar from last time.

The vibrator stopped, and I relaxed. I was torn between liking it and being absolutely pissed...but there was nothing I could do about it regardless. So, I might as well like it.

Our waitress came back soon and took our orders, and my Master kept talking about his plans over the next few weeks. My toy buzzed a few times, but never long enough to be driven to the edge. I forced myself to not jump each time, but still my Master knew.

It was when our food was brought over that I really started to have trouble. My tormentor had turned on the remote again, and this time it was left on. I placed both palms on the leather seat, trying to focus. "Oh God," I muttered, praying it would stop soon. It didn't.

Master rubbed my leg. "Just let go," he murmured, warm breath tickling my neck. I shook my head, my blush increasing tenfold. The restaurant had many more people than the bar had.

"I can't!"

His hand moved up, almost resting between my thighs. "You can." I was sure he could feel the toy vibrating inside me, and I turned my face into his shoulder, blushing harder. I knew he was right, I couldn't hold it, and I came with a small jolt. When I looked up, I saw my Master shaking his head across the room, and the toy stopped. "Don't let him do it again," I groaned. The teasing in the car had me wired enough; now I was ready to jump him in the restaurant. Another climax like that and I would be uncontrollable.

Master only chuckled. "We'll see." He resumed eating, and I risked another glance across the floor. My tormentor was talking with a neighbor, and both laughed loudly. I knew it wasn't likely, but I really hoped he would leave me alone for a while, now that I had finished once.

Actually, there were two more. My toy vibrated on and off for random bursts over the next half hour, and I didn't know if I could handle much more. I was positive everyone in the restaurant knew what was happening, even thought it was absurd. But I was past the point for rational thought. All I could think about was sex, and the man next to me, and the little remote in a stranger's hands.

Master finally raised his hand for the check when the vibrator buzzed again. "Nooo," I moaned, on the brink. My dining partner watched my face as I flushed and squirmed. "It's too much," I whispered, squeezing his leg. "Please, make him stop."

I wanted to wipe the grin off his face. "Are you almost there?" I nodded frantically, nearly rocking in my seat. "Finish, and we'll go," he stated casually, and I whimpered. I wanted it, badly. Master put a hand on my leg and I came undone, trembling under his touch.

"Holy shit," I whispered, slumping against the booth. Master laughed and scooted away.

"Go say thank you."

I snapped my eyes open warily. "I don't want to."

He clucked his tongue. "Don't be rude," he admonished. I shook my head again, and he sighed. "Then go to the car. I'll pay and get the remote myself."

Finally, an order I could follow. I slid out of the booth gingerly and hurriedly buttoned my jacket. Without a second glance at the other party, I hurried out the door and nearly ran to the car. I wanted to get inside and get to the hotel, pronto. If only Master would hurry....

"OH!" I gasped as the toy buzzed one last time. My Master came outside soon after its last debut, and I nearly sank to the ground. "Please, turn it off!"

Smiling, he agreed, and I was left alone. Thank God. We got into the car and I buckled myself in slowly. I didn't know what to say. I was mortified about what he had done, but it was so...adrenaline inducing. My heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest from the excitement, and I didn't know how to deal with this feeling.

"Hey." I looked over, pouting. Master was smiling apologetically. "I have a secret," he offered, like a consolation. I just crossed my arms. Even if it had been incredibly arousing, I was not very happy.

"What's that?"

He grinned, and held out the remote. I gazed at it warily. "No one had it. It was under my leg the whole time."

It took a moment to sink in. Relief flooded over me, and after the shock wore off, I started laughing. I laughed and sank into the passenger's seat, clapping my hands to my face. "Oh my God I don't know if I should hit you or kiss you," I finally moaned, peeking at him. He seemed relieved also with my reaction.

When we finally got back, I was too tired to even suggest another round. I had been fucked and teased enough that day. Instead, we watched movies together for a few hours and just talked...with my toy far away from me. I lost track of time, but when I finally looked over I saw Master with his eyes closed. "We can turn off the TV," I suggested softly, and he nodded. I got up to find the remote, flipping off the Jim Carey movie and leaving the room in darkness.

"Get your toy," I heard Master call, and I did so without argument. I placed the little remote on his table and slid the little vibrator inside me. "You're mine to play with, got it?" he muttered, and I nodded sleepily.

"Yes, Master."

He pulled me close and gave me a long kiss. "Go to sleep. You'll need it." And with that, I was out.

~*~*~

It was still dark when he woke me up. My vibrator buzzed wildly, jolting me awake with a gasp, like a loud alarm. My Master was sitting up beside me, and I tried to make out his face as he played with the remote. "Good morning, slave." I just moaned. Through my sleepy fog, the toy felt amazing, and I could feel myself get wetter instantly. "Please...." I answered groggily, not even trying to get up. I felt too good to move.

Master rolled over by me, reaching between me and the covers. "These," he grabbed the hem of my pajama pants in emphasis, "...should be gone." He pushed them down my legs and helped me kick them off, throwing them to the floor. "Turn over." My toy kept me burning as I complied, instantly on my hands and knees. I felt his hand push between my shoulders, sinking me to the bed. I followed his silent direction, trying not to gasp as the vibrator pushed me closer. "Sir, I'm very close..."

A hand reached between my bare legs, finding the toy's antennae and slowly easing it out. I moaned at the touch, arching my back. "Sir!" I did not have to wait, for in a second he took the little toy's place, filling me much fuller than it had.

I groaned. Master stretched me out, rubbing slowly inside me, and I loved it. "More," I begged, and he started moving faster. I looked up over my shoulder, trying to see him in the dark, but it was no use. "Yes, Master there!"

This bliss went on for several long minutes, with me trying to keep my voice down and him slamming into me. This was by far the best way I've ever been woken up.

Master was groaning, holding me tightly and fucking me hard. It was hard to focus on him when my head was spinning with the sensation. "Right there baby," he muttered, and I cried out when he thrust harder. His movements were frantic, erratic almost, and he came inside me, filling me up.

Without pulling out, he rolled us both onto our sides, both trying to catch our breath. "Wow," I whispered after a long moment. Master only chuckled.

"Clean up and back to bed. I'm ready for a nap."

I nodded in agreement, suddenly feeling very tired. Only a few hours to go...but what a way to start the morning.

~*~*~

We had an hour left before it was time to check out. We needed to pack, but instead we were strung out on the bed, flipping through the channels on TV. My Master had been quiet for a long time now, and it was time to change that. All his teasing earlier rose up in one last urge to play, and I was going to get him to make some noise.

Master was on his back, an arm thrown over his face. I straddled him, hovering, and leaned close. "Hey mister." I planted a soft kiss on his neck, then another leading up. When I reached his face, the arm was gone and he pulled me into a little kiss. He got into it, letting my hands run up his arms and lacing with his own fingers, so he didn't notice the little ties I slipped over his wrists. I sat up suddenly, victorious, with his hands bound above him. "Ha!"

Master gave me an amused smile. "Now what are you going to do, slave?" I leaned down and gave him a little peck.

"Your turn to be the slave," I giggled. I rolled my hips against his, kissing him again.

He just smirked at me, shrugging. "Then do it. I don't have much in me anymore." I frowned for a moment, then smiled.

"I'll see what I can find." Slowly, I moved down his body and to his jeans. I unbuttoned the heavy material and tugged them without much luck. "Um..." My Master lifted his hips and they came off easier, much to my embarrassment. I was not much of a dominant.

Done, I climbed back on the bed and ran my hand over his boxers. The black material was framing what I wanted nicely, but I wanted more. "These off too," I tapped, and he lifted his hips again, just watching me.

His cock lay against his stomach, only half mast. I grinned...this was one of my favorite things. Slowly, I took him into my mouth, moving all the way to his hips. His whole cock in my mouth, I began sucking lightly, letting my tongue move around him and explore. The effect was immediate; I felt him stirring and getting lazily thicker in my mouth. So I sucked harder, my hands playing with his balls as I moved.