He was about twenty-five, dark brown hair, blue eyes, kind of cute. A wicked smile crossed his face as he winked and I blushed. Mari and Master chuckled as he nodded toward the bathroom and we girls scooted off in that direction.
The bathroom was empty. Wetting a paper towel I shot into a booth and began cleaning the slick, sticky juices from my inner thighs. While I was busy taking care of that Mari spent her time primping. Coming out of the stall I stopped and looked at her.
"I do hope you washed your hands. You're not gonna eat with that yucky mess on them, are you?" I asked.
Mari giggled, "It's not yucky."
"I'll take your word on it, thank you kindly!" I snapped back.
"Maybe you should get used to it dear. You never know what Master will require you to do," teased Mari.
"No, I don't have to get used to it! He wouldn't do that. He knows I don't like it and he won’t make me either," I said defensively.
"You think not?" asked Mari in an all knowing manner.
"Yep, I do!" I stated in a matter of fact tone.
"And what if he does?"
"Woman, are you deaf? He won't. Trust me!" I said as I opened the door and held it back for her to go first. The meal was already waiting at the table when we returned. Master was devouring his grilled chicken with delight. Oh, that brought memories from the last visit when I forgot his chicken and left it behind. Settling in, we began to nibble at our food.
"Dessert time gals. Are you ready to feed me?" asked Master with a huge grin. Mari winked at Master and then poked me in the ribs.
"You go first, pet," said Mari. I looked across the table and the young man was still staring, a smile covered his face and a glint of question filled his eyes.
"I can't, he is watching! You go first Mari." I watched as her hand disappeared into her cut out pocket, and come back out wet and slick as she leant across the table and slid her fingers into Masters mouth.
"Your turn, pet!" announced Master as I lit up like a candle in the darkness of night.
"Master, can Mari and I swap places, that young man is watching every move I make. Please, Sir?" I whined.
"No! You will sit right where you are and do as told or pay for being disobedient," warned Master.
A few seconds passed by ... "pet!"........ I looked over and the young man was still staring, his eyes following my every move."Fine, pet, go to the car and wait, now!" was all Master said. I slid out of the booth and headed toward the door, knowing what was about to come. I had been waiting about five minutes outside the car in the cool night air, seeing as the car was locked there was little choice. My legs were beginning to get cold. My crew socks and tenny shoes were not enough for this cool night breeze. I had begun to shake from the dampness. Staring out at the traffic passing on the street I continued to wait. The touch of a hand on my shoulders stole my attention. I was expecting to see Master, but instead there stood the young man from the restaurant.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, but the gentleman you are with asked me to tell you he would be right along and for me to keep you company until he got here. My name's Michael, and yours?"
"You can call me pet. I mean princess."
"An unusual name you have," he replied with a warm smile.
"Yes, it is," I replied and watched as I saw Master's huge frame heading in my direction. "Well, thanks for stopping by, but my, ah, he is coming now." I said in a tone that said, "Get lost, please", ever so nicely of course.
"Stay!" was all that Master said and the young man nodded yes and stepped aside. "Lose the panties, pet, and remove the egg this instant." My eyes grew wide and my lower lip dropped open. I shot a glance at Master and then at the young man who eagerly smiled at me. I could sense that Master was in no mood for an argument. Lifting my short skirt I slipped my panties off revealing to the eyes of the young man my clean shaven privates. Slipping my fingers inside I retrieved the egg and handed it to Master. All this time the young man's eyes were fixed on me like a vulture circling his prey. Master placed the egg in his pocket and then walked around and unlocked the door.
"Head on the seat, pet!" Bending down I could feel the young man's eyes burning into my flesh.
"May I barrow your belt, young man?" asked Master. Without hesitation the young man peeled his belt off and handed it to Master. Lifting my skirt up, Master let the first slap go against my still tender ass. I whimpered and gritted my teeth. He gave me a total of seven hard slaps, leaving me almost in tears and squirming.
"Stand, pet, and show this young man what effect this has on you!" Easing my back against the car, I pulled the front of my skirt up and closed my eyes. Suddenly the warmth of a hand touching my privates caused me to open my eyes. It wasn't Master doing the touching. I felt like dying right then and there as I felt the blood rush to my face.
"I see what you mean, Sir. She is soaking wet," declared the young man as he continued to stroke me. With pleading eyes I begged Master to make him stop. Master reached and removed his hand and placed the belt inside it.
"A little something to remember come bedtime son. Thank you for lending me your belt. pet, don't you have something to say to the young man?"
"Thank you for lending Master your belt to correct me with," I said as I let my skirt fall and bit my lower lip.
"Now, pet, back inside!"
Without hesitation I ran back to the restaurant. Mari was sitting there, with a questioning look on her face. "What happened?"
"You don't want to know," I said as I tried to ease my burning ass onto the leather seat gently.
"Does it hurt?" Mari asked.
"You get your ass tore up with a belt and then tell me!" I snapped.
"Sorry, want some lotion to put on it?"
"Yeah, that might feel good. Sorry I snapped, but it hurts like hell. We had better wait and get permission before we run off to the bathroom," I replied. Master came in and seated himself with a stern look on his face. After a few minutes of glaring at Mari and me, he propped his chin on his fist.
"What?"
"May we go put some lotion on pet's backside Master?" asked Mari. With only a nod toward the bathroom, Master returned to his meal. Mari and I raced to the bathroom, and into a stall. Digging through her purse, Mari pulled out a bottle of lotion with aloe and started to squeeze it into her hand.
"Thanks, but I can do that," I said as I took the bottle from her hand.
"Well, I'll hold your skirt up out of the way," said Mari as she lifted it from the back. "Oh, my. He really let you have it. Now I see why you stopped my spanking this morning with the belt. It really leaves some nasty welts."
"Yeah, it does, and I knew that. I just hadn't planed on getting it with a belt, his hand is what I expected. And to top it off he used that young man's belt and let him watch and feel. I was so damned embarrassed. I have never been that embarrassed in my whole life. The next time I bet when he asks for dessert, he gets it." I said as I spread the lotion across the stinging welts and sighed at the cool relief it brought.
Returning to the table, we all sat quietly. Me, out of concentrating on my burning ass. Mari, I think out of not wanting some of what I had just got and Sir, out of enjoying our silence for a change.
By the time we left the restaurant it was getting late. The day's events had slowed us all down to a crawl. "When we get home, prepare for bed. You both have been very trying on my patience today. I do hope tomorrow will be a better day. Tonight you both will sleep at the foot and side of my bed. I would advise you both to use the restroom as there will be no getting up once the lights go out and you are cuffed to the legs of the bed. Is that clear?"
"Yes Master," we sang out.
That night our bed consisted of a pillow, blanket and the padding that the carpet offered. It was a long night as there was little movement allowed with the restraints on our wrists.
by Misty Angel77
© Copyright 1997