I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. I asked Letti five minutes ago to look up the menu and prices. She still hadn’t answered me, completely absorbed in her phone. “Well?” I asked.
“Let’s just go in, I’m mediating a debate in the chat right now and all hell is going to break loose if I leave.”
I gave her a pensive stare. She always put herself in the middle of these things. She was a peacemaker, but she rarely got the same in return.
“What’s the debate about?”
“Hold on.” Her thumbs punched furiously on the keyboard, brow furrowed.
“Letti,” I said after she didn’t answer me.
“Typical family drama,” she muttered.
“Anyone hurt?”
“No, it’s honestly really stupid. Jared told Ashley that-” she stopped as I snatched her phone.
“They’ll be fine on their own for an hour.” I slipped her phone into my coat pocket. Her eyes followed it.
“Seriously?” She was irate, eyes fiery. I could almost feel static shocks from the brat energy pulsing in the air.
“Why don’t you focus your attention on those who will charge your battery, not drain it. Hm?”
“Ugh. I was just trying to help. They’re going to fight and start drama if I’m not there to keep things calm.” Her hand shot towards my pocket in an unsuccessful attempt to steal back her phone. I snatched her wrist.
“Let them fight. It’s not your problem to fix.” My words came out smooth and tranquil, coaxing her out of her codependent urge. “Anyway, you have bigger problems to worry about now. Like the trouble you just got yourself in.”
Her expression flipped, cheeks flushing as she tried to pull her wrist out of my grip. I squeezed it tighter. “Get the wevibe out of your purse.”
“Well I can’t exactly do that like this.” She yanked her wrist again, this time I let go. She dramatically massaged it for a moment before digging through her purse and pulling out a black silk bag.
“Turn on the bluetooth and insert it.”
She glanced around the parking lot. We were parked between two cars, facing the road, but I was confident she could maneuver discreetly. “Can’t I just do it in the restroom?” she asked.
“No you cannot. Go on.” I gestured for her to get started.
She opened the little silk bag and pulled out the vibrator. It was small, a nice travel-size toy, and curved into a U-shape – one end that inserted into her vagina and the other rested on her clit. There were endless settings on this thing, I could create my own custom rhythm or even upload songs and it would automatically sync the vibrations to the beat. It was worth every penny and one of my favorite torture devices.
I very much enjoyed watching her cheeks glow red and her eyes widen into a silent beg as I played with her publicly, bringing her to the edge but never giving her permission to step over. I trained her to remain discreet in public with it in. She was not allowed to convulse, moan, or otherwise give away any indication that she was being played with. This was not only a rule of mine, but an ethical standard we both strongly believed in. If either of us felt that we were in violation of that standard, the play would end immediately.
She slid her hand under the waistband of her leggings, adjusting the toy while glancing back and forth between the windows to make sure no one could see her. I pulled out my phone and synced the toy, turning it on to the highest setting. I watched her body clench and eyes shut, knuckles white. She did not grind or moan, she gave no hints as to what torture she was enduring.
“Can I come before we go inside?” she asked desperately.
I laughed, playing with the settings on my phone some more and turning the G-spot vibrator to a tormenting rhythm. “You know the answer to that already, babygirl.” I gently squeezed her knee and pulled her legs apart, sliding my hand up her thigh and over her mound. I pressed against the vibrator on her clit, causing her to cry out. I covered her mouth with mine, drinking in her moans before releasing the pressure on her clit and smiling against her lips. “Do I have your attention now?”
She nodded.
“Wonderful. Now let’s go inside.”
**This will probably be a 4 part story, trying to keep it bite size. u/LettiLovecraft will most likely write her own sub POV version as well. Will update when available.**
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mxkhfs/public_punishment_pt_1_mf_ds_vibe_in_public
Wow, that’s just, wow
!updateme
So Nice indeed
Beautifully written!