It was unknown why she had to break rule number 2 this time. The rules had always been simple and very clear. Rule 1, whenever he called for her she needed to be in a skirt or dress. Rule 2, never be wearing underwear. Rule 3, always have the 3 letter acronym written on the finger she masturbated with, to remind her that she was his plaything. She knew what had happened when she was disobedient and sometimes she had been disobedient on purpose. But this time it seemed a bit different.
They had talked about this game before – she would go first and find a place at the bar with an open seat next to her, he would pretend to be a stranger, enter and ask if it was OK to sit by her. She would act disinterested but reluctantly grant permission and then it would slowly build from there. Small chit-chat, as if they really were strangers. That chit chat would gradually move into laughter and flirting. That would be the safe part of the game, two strangers flirting in a slightly public way, but in a way that becomes progressively seductive and sexy to those witnessing it. The thrilling part of the game would be when those attentive people in the bar start to get tiny glimpses of the physical intimacy she knew would happen. The art of the game would be to push the boundary of this public intimacy without crossing the line…and of course she had to stay composed as it slowly heats up.