Difficult Journey Part 4

The story begins here.

Part 2 is here.

Part 3 is here.

Sitting in the restaurant was challenging. My stripes were still sore and the plug was supplying a lot of pressure. And I had to sit very straight to keep the dress in position. Fifteen minutes later the wine arrived and Master ordered our dinner. We sipped the lovely red and he held my hand, gently tracing figure eights across the back of it. All the while the soreness and pressure of my bottom was building.

Forty-five minutes into our meal Master called me “Pet”.

I looked up startled. “Yes, Sir.”

“You are squirming, Pet. It does not become you.”

“I’m sorry, Sir. I will try to do better.”

“Pet, go to the restroom and bring it to me.”

“Yes, Sir.” I said deflated. I knew I had disappointed him.

Ten minutes after returning the plug to Master he was feeding me crème brulee and smiling as I licked my lips. Perhaps I had not disappointed him too much. Maybe now was a good time to thank him again.

“Thank you Sir for all the lovely presents today. I especially love this amazing dress.”

“And I especially loved watching you squirm in it. You put on quite a show me and my friends at the next table over there.”

Seconds later they waved and I blushed furiously.

~ by Diana on September 19, 2008.

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