Pretty Little Slave - Chap 1

I groan as master plunges me underwater. I'm naked, and his slave. Underwater, I can breathe.

It's only because he's given me a tube, running from the side of a 5ft kiddie-sized hot tub.

His hands grope for my breasts, and he finds them, playing with them like he knows i like. I open my eyes looking at his shirtless body from the side of the tub. The water moves a lot as he picks me up, out of the water.

"Come here kitten, I have a surprise for you." He says, eyeing me lustily. He towels me, feeling me longingly as he finishes and hands me a bra, t-shirt, and some jeans just my size. We must be going somewhere for me to dress normal.

We arrive at Le Monte La Mart, a restaurant, one, in fact, that I've always wanted to go to. "Kitten," he says with a sparkle in his eye. "lets go over the rules, shall we?" I nod, longing to go taste the food, not recite a list of rules.

"Rule one?" He asks waiting for me to answer.

" No speaking unless spoken to." I say.

"Very good, Rule 2?"

" Try to turn you on, and make sure it's a public display. But some things in private." I say hurridly.

"Great job," he says stroking my inner thigh. "Now rule 3."

I look at him puzzled. There is rarely a rule 3.

" We go to a family bathroom and get it down." He says with a smirk.

We exit the car and walk in. After we are seated, a waitress comes by our table and asks what we'll drink. I, get water, and he get wine. I frown, then tap him on the shoulder. When he turns, I kiss him, and our tongues touch. I sneak my hand under the table cloth, over his growing bulge and rub it. I break away from the kiss, and ask him why I cant get wine.

"Because you only get wine when you kiss me." He responds neglecting to correct me on rule 1, because I turned him on. Our drinks arrive, and the waitress takes our order.

Master points to me.

"She'll take fried shrimp with scallion sauce, and I'll take King Crab, spicy." I nod, so that she doesn't think anything weird is going on. We wait, for a while, until he scoots next to me. He plants a kiss on my forehead and runs his hand down my body. He carefully unzips my zipper. I tremble as his hand rubs my lips from behind my panties. I want him, and he knows it. His hand goes deeper, past my underwear and into my hole. He rubs it furiously causing me to bite my lip so that I draw blood. He notices, stops for a little, then goes on. I want to cum, but that's not allowed. That'll only cause him to eat me in front of everyone. His middle finger slides in, going deep. I sink into my chair, and luckily we are seated close to a wall. I hold in a moan as he withdraws his hand, zips and buttons me back up. The waitress comes, gives us our platters and I sigh, beginning to eat. I want to cum, but I'll cum so much. I look at him and he licks his middle finger clean,and wipes the others off on the top of my jeans.

"Kitten you did very well," He whispers in my ear, "You want some wine?"

I nod and toss in a little purr. I glance down at his pants while he swirls the glass to take a drink... Yep, full on boner.

I turn to him, his mouth full of wine and i kiss him. He blows some of the Red Port into my mouth. It tastes so good after he's tasted it! I gulp it and kiss him longer, even though no wine is left We break apart and silently eat our meals.