Glowing yearnings

DB; in the back of the cafe, close to each other. We are talking. Suddenly T. places a little cigar on the table, next to my cappucino.
"I like my cigars extra blended , I wanna smell you and taste you. I give you ten minutes mo, you can go to the toilet."
i look at Him, somewhat dazzled, as if i don't believe it.
"Ehm, do You mean the way Clinton liked his cigars, the Lewinsky style?"
He smiles at me. "I know you'll do it, mo."
We continue our conversation and i try to ignore the cigar. After about 8 minutes T. brings up that time is running out, i don't have much time left.
"And if i don't do it, what will happen then?" i look at Him in a provoking way.
"you'll see mo."
i already experienced the inventiveness of T. and also the fact that being around other people doesn't seem to restrain Him. As i see the look in His eyes, i don't wanna take the risk. Giggling i pick up the cigar and go to the toilet. And oh yes, do not soil the tip. Very carefully i push the cigar inside of me and let it rest for a while. If i pull it out i start to blush. The cigar is very wet. Ehm yes, so it seems i also am very. Carefully i use some paper to dab it dry. A bit shy i walk back to our table and place the cigar in front of T. He picks it up, smells it which makes me even more timid. With care He lights the cigar. After a short while He remarks that i did very well 'cause the cigar is burning shortly before it extinguish. T. enlightens a new one and also places one in front of me.
"For later, you don't have to go to the toilet, do it right here."
Time passes slowly, but too fast. Coffee, beer, wine and little cigars. Which i, somewhat ashamed, 'cause being afraid someone is noticing what i'm doing, blend with my feminine scent. The warmth of my leg against His.

Time for a walk. Unfortunately the Cathedral is already closed. But T. has another plan. He wants to take me somewhere. He asks me if i feel safe with Him. Which i confirm; i feel very good ánd safe. Full of confidence i lay my hand in His and we starting to walk. He stops in front of a sexvideotheque. Huh? Shivers. But i know i will follow Him.
"Wait outside here, mo."
T. enters the videotheque, i wait outside. Nervously. Then the door opens and He is nodding me inside. A man behind a desk examins me. i blushes but try to look back as confident and impartial as possible. The man is telling T. that the cabins they rent are too small for two people. Out of the open, away from strange eyes, T. wanted to feel and see me in all my fullness. Discipline my unharmed skin with His belt. Complete nakedness. We continue our walk. Another videotheque, the same procedure. T. goes inside, i wait outside. Somewhat awkward. Very soon He's back. The cabine seemed to be very dirty and smelly. Flat sperm. Giggling and reliefed i must confess, i ask him what He did expect. Apparently a clean cabin.
"So we have to be patient untill next time mo. For now we are going to a nice restaurant."


The nice thing about Greek restaurants is the fact that in between the tables are partitions , that gives some privacy. Besides you cannot see what's happening under the table. * Grins * It's a large restaurant. We're going at the back and gladly find out that there is another (small) room which you can enter by descending small stairs. There's nobody there, so lots of privacy. We take place in front of each other, but there's a beam between the table-legs so we can't feel each other. Soon T. is sitting next to me. Nearby. We order dinner. During the wine we continue the ritual with the cigar. T. is groping me. i am aroused, wet. He grabs my cunt firmly. Pulling my labia, squeezing hard. i let go and enjoy it. My head against his shoulder. Meanwhile dinner is served so we start to eat. Delicious salmon for me, (more) meat for T. ;-) Some new visitors (two gentlemen) entering the room and take place two tables further on. Two tables behind us an older couple are enjoying their dinner. We're eating, looking at each other, touching. The conversation is about clamps. Sometimes i can have very little on my nipples, but on my labia i can take a lot. T. takes his bag with interesting stuff. He takes two clamps and place them on my labia. i like those, hmmm yummie. i shouldn't have said that 'cause before i know it He places some clothes pins. These ones giving a viscious pain. His hand with a firm grip in my neck, the other hand fingers me. He is making me crazy, craving for more. i dare not make any sound because of the other guests. i have to take His finger in my mouth and suck it. Closed eyes and my desire blazes even more. The guests further on are finshed and leaving. The couple behind us doesn't seem to notice anything. T. is slapping my cunt with his flat hand. Torturing my labia. His firm grip still in my neck. Me whispering that i wanna taste Him. Never before i let myself go this way in a public space, but this time my desires are stronger than me. The sound of his belt He is loosen making me crave for a beating. He pushes my head down and bring out His cock. Greedy i start to lick and take Him in my warm mouth. Because of the couple behind us i don't dare moving my head, but i lick and suck softly. Suddenly the couple behind us are very silent. i raise myself, a well-behaved, proper girl. T. removes the clamps from my labia. It shrines in a nice way. Before we are going to the railway station to say goodbye we're drinking coffee.
Glowing desires shaking inside and have to wait. Until next time when we have a place for our own to Dominate and submit. Meanwhile i am dreaming of punished buttocks with His belt. i wanna crawl for Him. Lay down at His feet and experience who He is.......