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Robyn's Dinner Night

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“So, what’s the big surprise?” I asked as we drove to the restaurant.

“If I told you now then it wouldn’t be a surprise would it,” he said, squeezing the inside of my thigh under my dress.

We pulled up at one of the best restaurants I know but have never been too...WOW! this is going to cost an arm and leg.

We walked in and were led to one of the back tables that was set for two and had a candle as the centrepiece.

We ordered our food, the waitress poured water and departed.

“We have known each other for a while now Robyn, so it’s time to progress things, there is something I want you to do,” he said.

Where was this going as my thoughts flew around in my head, he had a look in his eye that told me it was something serious.

“Go to the bathroom and come back with your panties in your hand and give them to me after you sit down,” he said with stern authority in his voice.

I was completely taken aback and was about to say something when he leaned over and barked quietly...“NOW!”

My heart was pounding as I stood up in silent shock and walked to the bathroom on the other side of the restaurant.

I locked myself in one of the cubicles, lifted my dress and removed my black lace knickers and held them in my hand, a sensation of pleasure began pulsing through my pussy as I walked out of the bathroom with my panties hidden away in my fist.

I sat back down at the table and reached my hand under the table, searching for his.

He didn’t say anything, but instead put both of his hands in front of him on the table.

I pulled my clenched fist from under the table, heart beating out of my chest as I slowly moved my hand above the table towards his.

He made no move to take them from me, just sat there with his palms up, a grin on his face, I put my fist in his hand and unclenched it, letting the black lace knickers fall into his hand.

I pulled my hand away, my face was burning red as he failed to close his hand around the fabric, letting them rest in his hand for anybody to see. I saw our waitress walking across the room with our food.

“Our waitress is coming,” I panicked, hoping he would take that as a hint to put away my knickers.

He looked me in the eyes as he set the delicate lace next to the candle in the middle of the table.

The waitress was almost at our table now and I reached my hand out to take them back before she saw.

I had them in my hand when he grasped my wrist harshly, causing me to instinctively unclench my fist. I was mortified as I saw them flutter to the ground and land right in front of the waitress who was now at our table.

She served us our food, giving me a strange look, indicating that she had seen my panties on the floor.

“I’m sorry’” he comments to the waitress, “my friend is a little clumsy, pick them up,” he said, looking to me.

I froze, looking at him with pleading eyes, asking him not to make me embarrass myself even further. His hand clenched around my leg under the table, squeezing it hard as he kept his gaze on me.

I leaned over, picking the black lace knickers up from the floor as my face burned with humiliation.

The waitress hurriedly left our food and retreated back to the kitchen.

“Don’t you dare disobey me like that again,” he said firmly.

“What… where did this come from?” I stuttered.

“Put them back on the table,” he said, ignoring my question.

This time I did as I was told quickly.

We ate silently and quickly, my eyes scanning everyone that passed our table, wondering if they saw my panties lying on the table. A couple passed by our table, the man’s eyes drifting to our table and then to me, a smirk crossing his face.

“Can I take them back please,” I begged him.

“No, you’re not allowed to wear any panties, when we leave, they stay here,” he told me, sipping the rest of his wine.

“You’ve never done anything like this before have you,” I said to him, trying to make sense of the situation.

“Well, isn’t that strange now, so when I borrowed your laptop last week, I came across some information, you should really clear your web history...now I know,” he said, making my heart stop cold.

I didn’t ever think that he would look at my browser history. I had never told him that I watched porn, let alone the type of porn I watched.

I wanted to be angry that he invaded my privacy, but suddenly I felt a burning sensation taking over my body and I began to feel a growing wetness between my legs.

We finished our meal in almost complete silence, and he paid the bill and said, “let’s go,” standing up, he placed his hand on the small of my back and guiding me out of the restaurant and to the car.

He helped me into the passenger seat and climbed into the driver’s side.

He reached into the back seat before turning on the car and grabbed something. He had a scarf in his hands which he brought up to my face, tying it around my head so that I couldn’t see anything.

Then I felt something close around my left wrist and click into place. He pulled my other wrist towards the one entrapped and secured it around that one as well.

He had handcuffed my wrists together in my lap, I was completely helpless. I couldn’t see and my hands were restrained. I heard him turn the car on and felt us start to move down the road.

I felt his hand on my leg, his fingers moving my dress up and exposing my naked pussy to the cold air in the car.

I felt his fingers move between my thighs and a finger move from my clit to the folds of my pussy.

He pulled on my pussy lips, moving them to the side as he used his middle finger to rub around the opening to my pussy, dipping his finger in only as far as his fingernail.

“You betray yourself, don’t you? I knew you would like this, you’re so wet.”

I let out a small gasp as he pushed his finger farther into me.

“Tell me you like it,” he said, using his thumb to rub lightly on my clit.

“I...I... I like it,” I answered.

I felt his hand abruptly move away and come down hard with a smack on my pussy.

I yelped in shock.

“I like it what...?”

“I... I like it Master.”

I felt another smack land on my pussy.

“Good girl,” he said, pulling his hand away from me, fuck I was so horny now.

I felt the car come to a stop and heard the engine turn off, he opened his car door and got out, leaving me in the quiet.

I waited for him to open my door and help me out, but he never came.

Minutes passed with nothing.

I tried to move my hands to get my blindfold off to see what was going on, but I couldn’t move, he had put the handcuffs around my seatbelt so I wouldn’t be able to move them. I couldn’t even get the buckle of the seatbelt undone. I was blind and immobile, waiting for him to come get me with my skirt lifted up and my pussy out in the open.

Five more minutes passed, and I jumped as his door opened.

“Where were you?” I demanded as he got in.

He smacked me hard on my thigh, making me hiss.

“Don’t question me, you answer my questions, Robyn understood?”

“Yes Master,” I answered quickly this time to avoid being smacked again.

“I have something for you,” he said as I felt his hands come up to my neck.

I felt some sort of soft fur encase my neck and tighten I assumed was another collar.

He moved his hand back down to my pussy and rubbed a thumb over my clit and then smack again he slapped my pussy.

“When I give you something, you thank me,” he said.

“Thank you...thank you Master.”

He rested his hand on my pussy, not moving it or playing with it at all, but just putting pressure on it, making me want some sort of stimulation.

He climbed out of the car and the he opened my door. He undid my seatbelt and I felt a tug on my neck, indicating that he had a leash attached to it.

I turned to the side and stepped out of the car, being led blindly wherever he wanted me to go.

I stepped inside his house and he closed the door behind us. He took off my scarf and let it fall to the floor, he took my face in his hands and kissed my lips and then roughly pulled on my leash, bringing me down to my knees.

He unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out.

“Open,” he said, cupping my jaw.

I did as I was told and put my lips around his cock.

He held my head to his body, and I felt his cock growing inside my mouth to the point of making me gag as he held my head there.

He finally released his grip and I pulled back, gasping for air before he shoved it back into my mouth. I coughed and gagged as he continued to do this, my eyes watering profusely.

“Very good Robyn,” he instructed, pulling me to my feet.

He led me to the bedroom as he had done before, but never like this.

He removed the handcuffs and unzipped my dress from the back and let it fall to the floor around my ankles. Then he undid my bra and threw it to the side, leaving me completely naked except for the collar.

“Lift up your arms,” he instructed me. I did as I was told immediately.

He put the handcuffs back on me, this time above my head. I hadn’t noticed when we walked in, but there was a hook on the wall that a rope was attached to. he looped this rope through my handcuffs, suspending my hands above my head.

After I was secured in this position, he ran his fingers down my jaw to my belly button, my nipples growing hard from the gentle sensation.

He cupped my breasts and took my nipples between his fingers and gently rubbed and then pinched as I reeled and winced.

He walked out of the room and left me standing naked in his room, my pussy was throbbing.

He came back in a minute later with a bag in his hand which he put on the dresser behind me so I couldn’t see what he was taking out of it.

He came from behind me and pinched each of my nipples before I saw what was in his other hand. He pulled my left nipple taut and attached the nipple clamp to that one first and then the other.

He moved around to the front of me, tugging the chain that attached the clamps together. I felt my nipples being pulled towards him, the painful sensation causing the wetness in my pussy to grow even more.

“Open your mouth,” he instructed and as I did, he put the chain into my mouth, clamping my jaw shut.

“So sexy,” he murmured, moving his hand between my legs again.

“Spread,” he said, tapping my legs apart. I moved them open.

“Further,” he smacked my thigh.

I opened my legs even further so that they were shoulder width apart, he patted my pussy.

“You’re wet, aren’t you Robyn you like this don’t you Robyn?” he grinned.

“Yes Master,” I said through the chain in my mouth.

He went back into his bag and stayed behind me.

A second later I felt a hard smack land right on my arse.

“Owwwwwwwww,” I shrieked as the leather paddle stung me cheeks

My arse was burning when I suddenly felt his lips gently kissing the red-hot skin.

He grabbed something else from his bag and moved to the front of me, it was a flogger, he ran the leather through his fingers before striking me between my thighs.

“Owwwwwwwww,” I shrieked again.

“That’s for disobeying me at the restaurant,” he said, now swishing my breasts, making the clamps move painfully and causing me to release the chain from my mouth.

He stopped with the flogging and took a step back.

“I’m sorry Master,” I whispered, referring to letting the chain go.

He reached up and untied the rope from my handcuffs, taking my leash in his hands, pulling me behind him.

He led me to ‘the room.’

He stopped and put a blindfold on me before leading me in. He removed my handcuffs

and stopped me when my thighs hit something in front of me.

“Bend over,” he instructed.

I did as I was told and found myself laying on something that put my arse in the air, and left my boobs hanging off the end.

He tied my hands to something on the floor and cuffed my ankles to the end of what seemed to be a table, rendering me completely immobile.

He used the flogger on my arse with one hand and tugged on the nipple clamps with the other, reminding me of the sensation.

I felt a cool liquid dripping onto my arse, followed by his hands massaging it. He spread my cheeks, running a finger down over my arsehole and down to my pussy, pushing it inside gently and swirling it around.

I moaned in pleasure and again in frustration when he took it out again.

He moved his finger back up and spread my arse cheeks even more harshly.

He dripped more of the lube, landing it right on my hole, he rubbed it around the opening, pulling my cheeks apart to give him easier access.

I murmured in protest as I felt him pushing his finger on my hole, trying to open it.

“What’s wrong Robyn?” he asked, still pushing his finger.

“Don’t hurt me Master,” I pleaded.

He stopped pushing as the swish of the flogger connected with pussy.

“You’re going to do what I want you to do and the more you complain, the worse it is going to be for you,” he said, bringing his finger back to the hole.

His finger returned to my tight arsehole, he moved it around, pushing it in even farther and putting another finger up to the opening.

I groaned at the sensation of his fingers penetrating my arse and then I felt cold metal pushing against the tight hole.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!” I squealed, not in protest, but surprise as I realised it was a butt plug.

I felt my arse open up as he slid it into my hole, but OH MY GOD, he was still pushing it in and it was getting bigger, it was ribbed and as he inserted I felt it stretching my arse, god the feeling was so weird the cold, heavy metal felt strange in my arse and I moaned and he stopped

But I had no time to adjust to this before I felt him pull on my pussy lips, spreading them to the side and exposing my pussy to the cool air.

There was a strange sensation on my labia majora as a clamp was attached, he put one on the other side, evening out the sensation.

He flicked them both, surprising me with the sound of bells.

“Shake. I want to hear them,” he told me, stepping back.

I hesitantly moved my arse which was difficult because my legs were restrained.

“I’m not hearing much,” he said, flogging my arse as I shook it even more, making the lips move and jingle, the pressure of the clamps causing a stinging sensation on my sensitive area and the heavy butt plug moving around in my arse.

He laughed as I shook my arse for him, listening to the jingle.

“That’s good Robyn,” he said, giving me a gentle pat on my redden bottom.

He flicked the bells and pulled on the clamps, stretching my lips.

I moaned as I felt him attach another clamp to each of my lips, these were the ones that were on my nipples and I felt him pull my pussy lips apart with the clamps on the chain.

He kept them pulled apart, looping the chain over the end of the butt plug, pulling them back and open.

“SO fucking beautiful Robyn,” he murmured as I felt his warm breath on my pussy, and I felt myself getting wetter by the second.

I felt something come to rest against my clit and send a shock as it began to vibrate.

I felt him tape the vibrator to my leg so that it was resting on my clit and no matter how I moved, it would always be on my clit.

He took my blindfold off and stood in front of where my head was and presented his cock.

I opened my mouth for him, and he pumped it into my mouth.

The sensation on my clit was so strong, it was hard for me to focus on pleasuring him with my mouth at the same time.

I moaned on his cock as I felt myself building to an orgasm.

It was too much as I exploded with pleasure as I felt myself cum more than I ever have before. I was so focused on my orgasm; I was surprised when I felt him cum in my mouth

as the vibrator still was assaulting my clit. I felt another orgasm building and cried out when he turned it off.

My clit was so sensitive that I screamed when he smacked my pussy, making the bells jingle again.

“Don’t you ever cum without my permission again,” he reprimanded me.

“I’m sorry Master,” I seethed.

I felt him detach the clamps with the chain and put those to one side.

Then I felt him pull on the butt plug, stretching me as it came out. I was relieved to have it out, but a moment later I felt something pushing against my tight hole again.

Whatever it was it went in without any pain. The vibrator was still attached and on my clit which was aching not painfully but for his tongue and then I gasped and my eyes almost bulged out of my head in in shock as whatever was in my arse was growing.

Fuck this was so strange, he then switched on the vibrator on my clit and then whatever was in my arse wasn’t only getting bigger but also started vibrating

“You didn’t know it was inflatable, did you Robyn?” he laughed as it got bigger again.

He adjusted me slightly and then slid his cock into my sodden pussy.

With whatever was in my arse his cock felt even tighter inside me.

Every time he pumped, the bells jingled and pulled on my pussy lips and the vibrations on my clit were completely blowing my mind.

He pumped whatever was in my arse up even more, making both of my holes feel so stuffed.

He reached under and touched my clit with his fingers as the vibrations kept going. I moaned in both pain and pleasure as this complete assault on my body and senses continued as he began fucking me harder

He reached over me and cupped my tits and kneaded them as he fucked me. I felt another orgasm building and remembered his warning from last time.

“I’m going to cum Master, I can’t hold it Master,” I seethed through gritted teeth trying my utmost not cum.

“Not yet you aren’t,” he responded, “don’t you dare cum yet Robyn!”

I held myself on the brink of an orgasm, crying in ecstasy that I couldn’t release.

“Please let me cum Master!” I screamed, he continued fucking me, I was shaking from holding back, I couldn’t take any more!

“Cum,” he said I shook uncontrollably from the force of my orgasm, cumming all over his cock and feeling him cum inside me at the same time.

He pulled out and moved in front of me.

“Clean it,” he instructed.

I opened my mouth dutifully and took his cock into my mouth, cleaning off the mix of both of our cum.

He released me and finally I could see what the fuck he had put in my arse, it was a dildo with a pump, how the fuck did he get that.

I was completely exhausted and needed a long bath, he turned to me and said, “your journey is almost complete Robyn, you have done well, far better than I thought you would. I want you to think of something you want to do that we haven’t done yet, it’s my gift to you, to allow you to enjoy something that you choose.”

I thought, after what has just happened is there anything left to do, I would think hard, but I had an idea of what it would be.

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