The Deal Pt. 06

I can't believe I agreed to this. All for the right to taste Alexis's cock. The worst part is that Alexis won't tell me what he's planning. And since I know how cruel and imaginative he can be, I'm terrified of what's in store for me tonight.

"Get ready bitch, we're leaving soon."

I'm finishing the preparations. I terribly stressed to do out in this outfit. It's so indecent. Of course, Alexis chose everything. A black dress with thin straps and triangle-shaped panels that are supposed to cover my breasts but barely contain them. The bottom of the dress is no better. If the dress is long, two cuts run up each side of my thighs and over my hips. Of course, I'm not wearing any underwear and anyone who sees me will know that I'm naked underneath. I could find myself so easily bare-assed. In addition to this outfit, Alexis asked me to wear provocative make-up. I applied a vermilion lipstick and created a smoky eye effect. Finally, to complete the perfect slut look, Alexis is forcing me to go out in my bitch collar and whore's high heels. I have no idea where we're going, but I'm sure I won't go unnoticed.

I meet Alexis in the entrance, nervous about the evening ahead. Instead of complimenting my appearance, he simply offers me a pill.

"I already took mine this morning, sir."

"It's a double dose tonight."

I'm not resisting. It wouldn't do any good. I swallow the pill and follow him out of the apartment. The fresh air outside hits me. I close my arms over my chest as we walk to the car. I breathe a sigh of relief when Alexis unlocks the doors and I find myself inside. We haven't run into any neighbors, but I know I wouldn't be so lucky where we're going.

While we're driving, Alexis asks me to lift the front of my dress and play with my little pussy. I do as he says. As I'm soaking his seats, he orders me to pull my tits out of my dress, keep one hand busy on my pussy and the other squeezing my nipples. I obey, knowing full well that the second pill is already starting to kick in. I close my eyes and moan with pleasure as I try to control the rhythm of my caresses. I can't come without his permission and I have a feeling I won't be getting it any time soon. I'm still fidgeting to keep myself on the edge when the car stops and I suddenly hear whistling to my left. I open my eyes to realize that the bastard has opened the windows and I'm making a spectacle of myself at a red light next to a car packed with young men.

"Don't stop. Make it intense or I'll take off your dress and leave you here in the middle of the road," threatens Alexis

Terrified at the thought, I began to pant, my tongue sticking out as I furiously rub my sex. Screams and sexual insults fly next to me, I'm embarrassed to say it turns me on even more.

"Suck your finger and work it in and out of your pussy," Alexis orders, so I do.

The light finally turns green and Alexis drives off, leaving the young group behind. However, as he doesn't order me to stop, I continue to finger myself, breasts exposed, desperate to satisfy a need that remains forbidden to me.

After a 20-minute drive, Alexis pulls into a well-lit parking lot in a secluded area. There's a restaurant on the side of the road, surrounded by a forest. Several vehicles in the parking lot suggest that the place must be filled.

I barely have time to adjust my dress before Alexis drags me out of the car and inside the restaurant. Chic and intimate, this is definitely a fancy place. What's Alexis going to make me do? If I'm lucky, he'll just take me to bathroom and let me suck him off, hoping we'll be surprised. Nothing like those videos he showed me of girls parading around on all fours at the end of a leash with degrading words written on their asses and breasts.

The host seats us on a banquette in the back of the restaurant. At least we're not in the middle of the place.

Alexis waits for the sommelier to come and take our wine order, but as soon as he leaves, he leans over to me and asks me to lift up my dress to resume my masturbation session.

"Oh no, not here. Please, sir."

I'm panicked at the thought of being seen, but I can see in his eyes that there's no room for negotiation, so I do as he asks, hoping that the table will sufficiently hide the back-and-forth movements my hand makes towards my pubis. Soon, I'm having trouble holding back my panting. I'm on the verge of orgasm. The long drive up here has already worked me hard I can feel my juices running down my thighs.

"You were having so much fun playing with your titties in the car. Take them out and rub them a bit. If you do it well, I'll let you come right here."

I should be shocked. The woman I was, just over a week ago, would never have agreed to jerk off in public. Yet I pull out my titties, eyes closed, unable to keep myself from rubbing my pussy against my seat.

"Shame on you! Can't you control yourself a little?"

Alexis's voice echoes throughout the restaurant. I can hear the silence around us, but I don't dare open my eyes. When I finally do, I realize that everyone is staring at us, and that the sommelier is only a few steps away from our table, his eyes wide.

Everyone knows what I was doing. Worse than that, I still have my breasts out for everyone to see, unable to move to cover them.

Just as my ex made sure all the customers and staff are watching, he gets up and comes over to me. He pulls something out of his pockets and I think I'm going to faint. It's worse than anything I could have imagined.

- Depraved little girls who can't behave in a restaurant deserve a correction. And since you're acting like a bitch in heat, I'm going to treat you like a bitch and take you to the parking to give you a correction that you'll remember.

He attaches the leash he took out of his pocket to my collar and pull hard to force me to follow.

No, I can't believe he's going to force me to walk through the restaurant like this, my tits still dangling exposed and my pussy dripping wet and pulsating of pleasure.

I lower my eyes during my walk of shame to avoid the disgusted or amused stares on me. Then, just when I think it couldn't get any more humiliating, Alexis stops halfway to the exit.

"I'm truly sorry that this bitch's urges interrupted your evening. To make up for it, you're all welcome to come out to the parking lot and witness her punishment."

I look up imploringly at Alexis. I knew he was cruel, but this is another level.

"You apparently like to give a show, you're going to enjoy this," he adds for my benefit, but loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear.