It sat there, a red button, a second Mistress, gloating with it's simplehourly task. And I found myself hating it. Thirty minutes…. The idea was ine...itable. "I've endured a lot of punishments just to see if I could do it," I whisperedto myself. "I've provoked punishments if I felt I needed more…." I began to wait. Twenty minutes…. I was sweating, having trouble sitting still…I couldn't take my eyesfrom the display, wondering if I could go through this. Fifteen minutes…. I forced myself to my. You lick from the bottom, right to the top of my pussy, then linger at my clit. I moan out, taken aback at how quickly you can move. My knees instantly lock, holding myself upwards. Your tongue is soft and warm against my pussy. I can feel you breathing, teasing my skin. “Fucking hell! That’s slow!?” You lick at my clit, your fingers teasing my slit. Your other hand grabbing a fistful of my ass, and squeezing. Your hot breath is against my clit. I use your head to grip on, curling my fingers. The light is low, but not to where you can't see, and the music quietly playing, relaxing the nerves, but not preventing quiet conversation.The head Waiter approached asking if I would like to review the wine list. I glanced at my companion and she just nodded for me to choose. I whispered my selection not even looking at the wine list. His only reaction to was to raise an eyebrow a fraction of an inch, while giving a short bow, stating he would return momentarily with the selected bottle. I. This was a surprise. She said she had done some research on the internet and wanted to go there that night and so we did. We walked in and there was a movie going as expected. There were several men around the theater and one male-female couple sitting in back but nothing going on that I could tell. She directed me to the front row and we sat down. She then said here is the surprise. She reached into her purse and pulled out two tie wraps. Without saying any more she put one around each of my.