I have always had this fantasy of being in a small restaurant or maybe a lounge of some sort, and having to go to the ladies room. I'm there with a group of coworkers after a long day at work.
The restaurant is busy, the lighting dim, and there is lots of noise and laughter. I walk past a booth with a dark figure. Male, tall, and dark.
Arriving in the washroom, I am alone, and now in a stall. The door to the washroom opens. Heavy footsteps stopping in front of the stall. I am froze with nerves. I can see him peeking through the crack of the stall but still no face, just darkness. He picks the lock easily, forcing the door open.
“Stand up slut! ” he says.
Of course I do as instructed, and he commands, “ I could tell you were a dirty little whore and could smell your wet pussy as you walked by my booth.” He whispers in my ear.
“You thought I wouldn’t notice?” He asks. “ You think I’m a fool?” He breathes heavily into my ear.
He grabs my hair and turns me around to face the wall. “Let me see how wet you are slut, and how easily I slide in.” He whispers deeply.
I am only able to whimper at this point becoming weak in my knees. Doing as I’m told. He slides in easily while grabbing my arms tightly behind him with one hand while gripping my chin as so I don’t look at him. I gush all over his cock as I am unable to control my orgasm. He pushes me around and down, now only being able to see his dripping cock.
“ Open your mouth you little slut, I never told you to cum. ” Now speaking with more force as he rams his cock in my mouth as deep as he can make it go. Holding it there, pushing the back of my head so deep. He cums all over my face so I am unable to see him still. “Clean yourself up you dirty slutty cum whore. Go eat your dinner. ”
He grabs my panties shoving them in his pocket. “ Everyone will be able to smell your dirty pussy now slut. Enjoy your night, and see you at home for your punishment for being such a whore tonight.”
He walks out leaving me there, still covered in cum, and pussy dripping for more, and a slight smirk on his face. Still stunned, I sit and orgasm once more while cleaning the cum off myself. "
- Submissiveway
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3gfnuo/dining_out_fsub_str8_bdsm
When he picked the lock, she could’ve seen his face. He should command her to turn to the wall before he opens the door.
Yes, I like your suggestion, thanks. I was going for more descriptive, build up, and trying to keep him as mysterious as possible, but I think you’re right, might have been better to have him demand she turn around prior to him entering the stall. Thanks again for the feedback! :)