TOY ESCTACY IN PUBLIC (1)

BDSM Erotica, Power Exchange, Kinky Romance

Theme: Control, exhibitionism, consent, edging, obedience

Tone: Tense, arousing, emotionally intense, erotic

The leather case was black, slim, and zipped shut.

Lina sat on the edge of the bed in a silk robe, her heart fluttering just by Damien look.

He stood in front of her in a tailored shirt with sleeves rolled up showing the forearms Lina always craved.

He unzipped the leather case slowly, watching her the whole time.

Inside it lay a small, curved device smooth, rose-gold, sleek toy.

“A toy?” she asked softly.

Damien raised a brow. “Your toy, but I hold the reins tonight.”

Her thighs clenched instinctively suddenly turned on.

He reached for her hand and placed the vibrator in her palm, it looked like he was offering her a flower, so innocent.

But she knew better than to be fooled. She knew with that thing inside her and him in control… tonight could become a battlefield of obedience.

His thumb slid under her chin and tilted her face up to his. “You trust me right?”

Lina’s lips parted. “Yes.”

“Even when you’re dripping and aching and ready to scream, do you still?”

Her breath caught as she nodded.

His voice dropped becoming hoarse, “Then be a good girl and open your legs for me.”

She lay back against the sheets, her robe falling open inviting him.

Damien slipped her panties off in one fluid motion and knelt between her thighs pressing the toy precisely into place. He made her hold still while he adjusted it, angling it with ruthless efficiency.

Then he stood, retrieved his phone, and tapped the screen once.

The toy buzzed to life inside her with a low, steady hum as it worked it's purpose.

Lina gasped, her hips twitching. “Oh my.. god…”

Damien chuckled and shut it off. “Control, little one. That was just a preview.” He smiled.

He dressed her himself, choosing a red satin slip dress with no bra, no panties, it just clung to her skin, dipped dangerously low in the back, and hugged every curve she had no business hiding.

“Too tight,” she whispered, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

“Perfect,” Damien said, standing behind her, one hand resting on the side of her neck. “Let them look, they won’t know why your cheeks are flushed" he caressed her cheeks, "only I will.”

She swallowed hard her heart racing. “And I’m not allowed to…?”

“Not a single drop,” he said. “You don’t cum unless I say so, if you do, I’ll make you cry for real, Di you understand little one?.”

That shouldn’t have made her wet, but it did and she nodded

“Tonight,” he murmured, lips grazing her ear, “you belong to me completely, you are going to be silent, obedient and controlled by me no matter who’s watching.”

She nodded twitching her brows.

As they left the apartment, Lina could barely keep her breathing steady, her core already felt too warm and wet.

She didn’t even know if the toy was on, if it was that meant Damien wasn't controlling it, but that was the worst part, Damien could tease her anytime and control her anywhere without a warning and Damien doesn't show mercy.

He opened the car door for her with a smug smile, kissed the inside of her wrist, and whispered:

“Let’s see how long you last, little one.”

The restaurant came into view, Damien drive to the parking lot pulling over.

He opened the door for Lina as she came out watching the building.

Lina felt like a prey walking close to the predator.

Damien’s hand settled possessively on the small of her back as they entered, she walked innocently like nothing was underneath her hole.

The toy Damien had placed a hour ago now felt like a live wire lodged against her most sensitive spot. Her steps were careful as she clenched her thighs too tightly.

What if he decides to turn in the vibrator now, she shivered and Damien caught the feeling from her waist.

“Relax,” Damien said beside her, his voice low and tender. “You're doing beautifully already.”

She could feel his phone in his suit pocket. That cursed toy he bought and the app he downloaded.

He’d shown it to her in the car smiling while flicking his thumb over vibration levels like choosing whether or not to be bruta

They sat at a long mahogany table with six others. Familiar faces from Damien’s business circle. All elegant men and women, laughing, drinking wine and eating oysters.

Lina tried to blend in. She smiled politely and nodded only when people spoke to her, she crossed her legs as modestly as she could. Then she felt it buzz.

A soft hum that no one else could hear, only her core could feel it.

Her fork slipped from her fingers as she lost breath.

Damien didn’t even glance at her, he pretended he didn't notice laughing at something a man across the table had said, sipping his whiskey like he hadn’t just flipped her.

She clutched the edge of her chair trying to steady herself.

The vibration was firstly laid, teasing her. It wasn't enough to tip her into pleasure.

Just enough to warm her and distract her to make her wet.

Damien finally looked her way, he raised his brows, Lina could understand he was telling her to behave, they were all looking at her.

She forced a shaky smile and picked up her fork again and picked a piece of steak acting normal.

The appetizer arrived as she tried to focus but the toy pulsed again this time harder making her body jerk up, it was moving so fast making her throb. Just as she was reaching for a piece of cookies. Her hand jerked and the knife clattered as she let out a tiny gasp.

“Lina?” the woman across from her asked, concerned. "Are you uhmm...okay?"

“She’s fine,” Damien said smoothly before she could answer placing a hand on her thigh beneath the table. “She just not used to our wine.”

His fingers traced slowly warning circles on her skin.

He leaned into her ear, his voice barely audible as he whispered. “Strike one, baby, come on make another noise like that and I’ll edge you until sunrise.”

Lina’s face flamed, her core getting more hot, as her pulse pounded in her ears.

The toy shut off suddenly going silent below her, she heaved a sigh of relief but her pussy was aching.

She exhaled slowly, she almost creampied.

As the main course was being cleared, Damien flicked the toy back on this time in longer and deeper waves

She whimpered, the sound coming out so tiny barely there.

But he caught it. Oh, he caught it..He didn’t say anything yet but the look he gave her said punishment.

Her heart dropped as her thighs trembled as the thought of the punishment.

Damien hand remained under the table, his gaze looked calculated, he smirked looking at Lina. “Tell me,” Damien said suddenly, turning to the woman beside Lena. “What do you think of public discipline? Should it be Necessary? Or even cruel?”

Lina almost choked on air.

The woman laughed. “Necessary, of course, without it, people forget their place.”

Damien turned his gaze to Lina, his voice turning soft, “What do you think, sweetheart?”

Lina swallowed, her mouth was dry and her arousal was getting hot as her pussy ached between her legs from the question.

“I… I think… people respond better to clear rules,” she murmured.

“Good answer,” he said, rubbing her inner thigh in praise. “You’re such a fast learner.”

He flicked the setting up one more level, Lina rolled her eyes to the back of her head gripping the table as her eyes fluttered shut. She was so close it gripping her thighs hurt.

As dessert came, Damien turned it off again.

The sudden emptiness made her almost cry as her legs were damp and her lips bitten turning more pink.

He’d edged her three separate times in a public restaurant without anyone noticing obviously except her and him.

And now, she sat there, vibrating with need, body screaming for friction, but Damien still made her weak trying to beg in public.

“You did well tonight,” Damien whispered as he helped her stand up right. “But not well enough for me to let you cum.”

Lina looked up at him,her eyes suddenly going wide with her pupils blown. “Please—”

He cut her off with a gentle touch to her lips. “Not here.”

Damien dled her from her seat. She thought they were leaving but she was wrong.

He led her to thes bathroom hallway, he tugged her by the wrist and backed her into a dark alcove.

His palm slammed against the wall beside her face the other one grabbed his phone.

She gasped. “Dad—someone could—”

“Shhh.”He tapped the app bringing the toy to life inside her.

He made the wave go on high setting, he was punishing her cruelly with no mercy.

Her knees buckled, he caught her.

“Now,” he whispered, lips brushing hers, “let’s try again and Don't You Dare Cum.” He warned.