The Dinner Date · Part 2

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eresting she thought licking her lips.

Finished with their dressing the 2 girls picked up their purses and headed for the door. Vicki picked up her long coat. “Oh let me help you with that” said Mandy. Vicki obliged by placing her arms behind her back so Mandy could place them in the sleeves. Mandy’s next move was so swift that Vicki swore she heard the ratcheting of the handcuffs before she felt the colt steel tightening on her wrists.

“Hey what the fu–,” Vicki tried in vain to shout out. But before she could get the words out Mandy was cramming a big red ballgag in the mouth of her surprised victim.

“All part of the distraction,” was all that Mandy said. Next she raised Vicki’s cuffed hands up to the bottom of her shoulder blades and using another padlock attached the cuffs to the end of the chain dangling from Vicki’s collar. Now the weight of her hands pulled hard on her neck and Vicki discovered very quickly that she needed to concentrate on keeping her hands held high in a mildly painful position to keep from pulling her neck back and interfering with her breathing. After Mandy placed Vicki’s coat on her shoulders she turned the bound girl around and stared into her eyes. “Let the games begin,” she said. Vicki could only stare with her eyes wide open trying to burn a hole into Mandy’s forehead. She was helpless to do much more.

Mandy took great care in placing Vicki in the front seat of the car, making sure she was comfortable and buckled up. “Spread your legs,” Mandy commanded. Vicki only stared. “Now,” said Mandy in a much more menacing voice. Vicki complied and Mandy took something out of her purse that looked like an overgrown horse pill about the size of a man’s thumb with a 3 inch wire coming out of one end. “It’s a Silver Bullet,” offered Mandy. “It will definitely get your attention.” She pulled Vicki’s thong aside and slowly slipped it into Vicki’s already wet pussy letting only the wire left exposed and then snapped the thong shut. Vicki didn’t know what surprised her more.

Was it the snap of the thong on her pussy lips or the fact that the damn thing had slid in so easily? She had no idea at the moment but soon realized that this whole affair with the cuffs, the collar, the slow burn coming from her nipples and now the intruder in her pussy was making her extremely hot and wet.

The ride to the restaurant was long and very eventful. Every bump, pothole and stoplight gave Vicki a new sensation she had never felt before. It was like her entire body was one giant nerve ending and the car seat was a huge antenna attracting impulses from every corner of the city. She was actually disappointed when they pulled into the parking lot. Her first shock was when Mandy turned toward Valet parking. No No No she tried to scream thru the gag, but it came out as “mhpmhpmhp.” She did not sign up for this. There was no way she wanted to be seen like this and embarrassed in front of some pimply faced teenager. The bondage under her coat was ok but the gag was shining out like a spotlight saying hey come look at me. Mandy sensed her friends fear and at the last minute turned and drove into the self parking lot.

After stopping the car and shutting off the engine Mandy leaned over and removed Vicki’s ballgag. The words came pouring out behind a river of saliva. “Don’t you EVER do that again!” screamed Vicki. “I’m ok with the fun and games but THAT was going too far. You try anything like that again and the game is OVER you hear!” Mandy shrunk down in her seat like a cowering little girl. If you didn’t know that Vicki was chained and handcuffed under the coat watching this scene play out you would swear that Mandy was the one in bondage and being punished. Whatever games the girls would play from this moment on it was now clear that Vicki was definitely in charge.

Once again Mandy carefully helped Vicki from her seat and quietly the two walked up the parking lot to the front door. Not saying a word. Maybe it was the quickness of her pace, maybe is was the anger raising her blood pressure but for a few moments Vicki completely forgot that she was handcuffed and chained underneath her coat and that she had an intruder shoved inside of her pussy. It only took a few steps to bring that fact back to the forefront of her mind. The heat building within her pussy began to climb. Sweat began to bead on her forehead. Each step began to shoot white hot pains into her legs turning them into rubber. Oh God just let me reach the front door she thought.

Coconut she thought. I have to concentrate on something unpleasant; something she hated to keep herself from going into an orgasm right there in the parking lot in front of all of those pimply faced teenage boys staring at her. Mercifully she made it, all thanks to the thoughts of the day the coconut candy bar had made her sick as a little girl.

Once inside Mandy abandoned her to check on their reservation with the hostess. Another hostess approached and asked Vicki if she wanted to have her coat checked. Vicki shot a laser gaze at the poor girl’s hand, hitting it just short of the coat’s shoulder. It did not stop the girl from grasping the empty sleeve of the coat. As the girl squeezed the sleeve she realized it was empty. Her hand went up the outside of the sleeve to Vicki’s shoulder. She then took a long look at her other sleeve and leaned back to size up what she has discovered. The girl then released her grasp, looked Vicki straight in the eye and gave were a wink before saying “Hope you are having fun under there.” She then turned to check out the rear view of Mandy at the desk and slinked away.

Soon after, Mandy returned and the two girls were escorted to their table. Vicki was finding maneuvering in her present position not that difficult. She even managed to slide into the booth without the use of her hands quite easy. She was thankful to get off of her feet though. The constant action of the bullet rubbing inside of her was taking its toll. Between that and the friction of the inside lining of her coat on her tender hardened nipples which felt like sandpaper against them by now was making her so wet that if she weren’t wearing a thong the bullet would have fallen out for sure.

Dinner and drinks were an interesting challenge. Mandy was very attentive to her bound friend. The waiter was very discrete and never asked why the young lady kept her coat on. Vicki found it was actually fun having Mandy wait on her, feed her and tend to her subtle needs. Dinner was great and the wine gave her a warm glowing feeling. Not bad Vicki thought. I could stand this for hours.

“Ok,” Said Mandy “Now fun time is over, time to go to work.”

“Huh,” was all that Vicki could reply. Then Mandy pulled the manual for the SR933 out of her purse and set it in front of Vicki. “You think having my arms tied and pouring a couple of glasses of wine down me is going to make me lose this challenge?” asked Vicki. “So what if I succeed, what is my prize?” continued Vicki. Mandy had no answer. “Ok here is the deal,” said Vicki. “If I pass the test YOU have to go home and spend the rest of the weekend like I am now.”

Mandy just smiled. “No problem,” she said cheerfully “Let’s shake on it.” Mandy extended her hand; Vicki just stared at her with steely eyes. After a very uncomfortable moment Mandy retracted her hand and placed the manual down in front of her bound and helpless student. “Time for the contest to begin,” she said. “Start here with chapter 3, technical specs.” Vicki looked down at the pages for a moment and then at Mandy.

“How am I supposed to see anything in this dimly lit corner booth?” She said.

“Oh I almost forgot,” said Mandy as she reached in her purse and produced a penlight, reached over and put the butt end of it against Vicki’s lips. “Open wide,” said Mandy. Vicky just gave her a disgruntled look but figured she had already endured enough humiliation so what was one more? She opened her lips and took the small flashlight between her teeth. It did a fine job of lighting up the page before her. It also shone like a spotlight to the rest of the room that something very strange was going on here. Vicki quickly began to read the detailed specs in front of her. The quicker she got thru this the less embarrassment. That was when Mandy revealed her secret weapon.

Suddenly and without warning Vicki’s pussy was on fire. She literally jumped up off the seat. Her teeth bit down hard on the metal flashlight nearly chipping a tooth. The bullet within her pussy that she had almost become accustom to and had been finding quite pleasurable company had roared to life with a vengeance. It had a life and a purpose of its own and that was to drive Vicki insane. Very rapidly she began sweating. Her cheeks began to grind into the seat. She squeezed her thighs together in a vain attempt to smother the little invader. Her imprisoned arms tried to claw at her side trying to get to her pussy, to get to that bullet, to get it out.

What, no she didn’t want it out, she needed it. She needed it bad. Her heartbeat was racing. She could hear the blood pumping in her ears. Her entire body began to tingle like someone was pouring hot melted chocolate over every inch of her bare skin. This was it. She was reaching the top. She was quickly reaching the crest of a shattering orgasm……..

And then it stopped.

Her eyes burst open and in front of her face was Mandy’s hand holding the bullet’s remote control. Mandy just smiled and stared into Vicki’s sweat drenched face and said “I never bet the house unless I am holding all of the aces.”

Five times Mandy drove Vicki to the edge with that damn bullet. Five times Mandy shut it off at the last moment and let Vicki cool down. Every time she would begin reading another paragraph of the technical manual Mandy would turn on the merciless pussy invader. Five times it brought her to the edge but no further. Five times her well honed concentration skills would bring her frazzled mind back into focus.

Finally Vicki said “I’m finished with the section. Test me now!” It was a good thing Vicki thought because she honestly did not think she could hold out for another battle with the bullet. Mandy had 3 questions prepared that she was confident would stump the now exhausted Vicki. After Mandy read each of the 3 questions to Vicki she just sat there and stared confidently into her captives eyes. A look of horror soon took over her face and she saw a smile slowly emerging on Vicki’s lips. Mandy had seriously underestimated her captive’s concentration and resolve.

“Are you sure you two girls don’t need some help or a ride somewhere?” said the cute hostess as she helped Vicki put Mandy into the front seat of the car.

“That’s ok It’s not far,” replied Vicki as she buckled Mandy into the front seat. “No too tight is it?” Vicki whispered into the ear of her new weekend slave.

“Do you mean the seat belt, the handcuffs or these damn twist ties you have on my nipples?” replied Mandy.

“Oh I almost forgot about those,” said Vicki. “I have an idea.” She reached into the car and pulled down Mandy’s dress revealing her swollen red nipples tightly squeezed by several wraps of the wire twist ties. “What do you think?” she asked the hostess.

Without missing a beat the hostess replied “They look a little slack to me,” reaching out to each of Mandy’s nipples and giving each another half turn twists.

“EEEEK” cried Mandy.

“Don’t you have a gag for her?” said the hostess.

“Oh I have something better!” said Vicki, and with that she removed the remote control for the bullet. She then turned it on high. Mandy screamed again and tried to twist her way out of the seat. “Fix that!” yelled Vicki to the hostess now more than eager to help out. The hostess calmly and quickly reached up under her short skirt and pulled down her panties. Wadding them into a tight ball she stuffed them into Mandy’s open mouth. It was then that she spotted the ballgag on the console. Like an experienced pro she pulled the leather strap out of the ball and used it to strap the panties even deeper into Mandy’s mouth. Then Vicki held the remote to Mandy’s face.

“For the rest of the weekend I OWN YOU!” she said defiantly. Then with the horrified, bound and gagged Mandy only able to watch, Vicki opened the remote control with the bullet continuing to run wildly at full speed. She took out the batteries and threw them into the woods next to the parking lot. This left the bullet running on its current setting of “High” with no way to turn it off until the batteries ran down. “We are taking the long way home thru the construction zone!” she said and drove off into the night.

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21.02.10 | updated – 07.05.17

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