“Come over here, Robert, and let’s see if we can get Beca upstairs. She looks like she has passed out.” I helped roll Beca onto her back and she failed to wake up.

“Never mind, we are just going to leave her here. Come over to the couch, Robert. Instead of going to the bedroom, I am just going to have you take care of me here, Robert. Get on your knees, I will sit on the love seat. Slide the coffee table back so it won’t get in your way. Teddy and I got kicked out of the Applebee’s but at least we didn’t get arrested. Go on, get started. I need something that is a little saner than what I have been through for the last couple of hours. Teddy kept putting his hand under my skirt right there in the restaurant with me in the aisle seat. Oh yeah, he had them move us to a booth in the corner but instead of giving me the seat against the wall, he gave me the aisle seat again. I’ve never seen that macho control freak I saw tonight. I’m starting to worry that him being in the cage for a week is what is bring out this side of him.”

“Four guys across the aisle kept looking at my legs and up my skirt. I needed to pull my skirt down an inch or so and Teddy wouldn’t help me even though I nearly begged him. Letting him cuff me in a restaurant turned out to be more of a risk than I imagined.  Instead, when no one was around except for those guys, he put his finger in me. Keeping my own composure was hard enough when I came, but Teddy wanted to make out and had his hands all over me.  He completely lost the idea of doing something discreetly.

Faster Robert. Listen and lick, faster, please.

And once I started coming, he just got more and more beside himself. I have never been pushed from one orgasm to another in a public place like that. I couldn’t get control of my own body,  I couldn’t get him to stop and I just completely lost control of the whole situation. At one point he had his leg pinning my legs apart, he had his fingers in me and his thumb working my clit.

“Oh god, I love what my story is doing to you. I love how hard you are breathing.”

In-between coming, I was just asking him to just cover over up his hand with my skirt.  I bruised my wrists trying to twist around and reach my skirt with my cuffed hands. Luckily, the four guys helped the manager pull him off me.  It was a huge turn-on, but really scary losing control of someone I was teasing. I guess I got him too worked up in the car before we went inside. Lesson learned.