Thursday, January 31, 2013

Movie Night.

Katie had only just found her seat and already she was feeling uneasy. The theater was packed; it was after all opening night. To her left sat a couple of teenaged girls chatting and giggling, to her right a father and son busy talking about the score of the game tonight. She did a quick scan of the dimly lit room but she couldn’t see him. She knew he was there, she just didn’t know where. He had given her the toys and instructions to which she had to follow to the letter: -8pm, Theater 7, row 5, seat 8 -Enter the theater with the beads in place and insert the vibrator when the lights dim -short skirt and no panties -Do not leave your seat for any reason -Do not cross your legs -Do not remove the beads or vibrator at any time for any reason -failure to comply with any of these rules will result in severe punishment The lights dimmed and the room came to a dead silence. Katie reached into her purse discreetly as possible, her heart pounded as she pulled the smooth silver vibrator from her purse, and slid it up her pussy when she was sure nobody would notice. She sat uncomfortably for the next few minutes while the previews played. She sat in suspense waiting for him to make his move. The previews had ended and the opening credits began to play. The vibrator hummed to life, catching her off guard, a gasp was made quite audible before she was able to close her mouth. Holding her head in her hands Katie could feel their eyes on her, she could feel his eyes. The movie had started and the faint humming from her cunt was drowned out by the orchestral scores and action sequences. Looking up she saw the coast was clear, and everyone, like a zombie stared blankly ahead at the pretty pictures. Moving with the rising action he turned the dial higher and higher. Cupping her hands over her mouth she whimpered softly, unable to stop the pulsations coming from inside her. He had the remote and it was over when he deemed it so. Her legs squirmed anxiously, she had to stop herself from instinctually crossing her legs, and instead she clenched them together. Unfortunately this made the vibrations more intense and she was f***ed to spread them, accidentally nudging the girl next to her, although she did not seem to notice her, the thought persisted in her mind. What if she had looked over? What if she did confront her? What if she was found out in this crowded room of people? The thought both terrified and excited her. About fifteen minutes into the movie, the action had settled down and he had turned the vibrator to what appeared to be the lowest setting, now nothing more than a minor tingle rather than pleasurably pulsing. It had been set so high during the fight scene her nerves barely registered it. It wasn’t enough; she couldn’t bare being teased like this. Getting a bit comfier in her seat she let one hand meander under her skirt and up against the vibrator, slowly twisting and pulling it in and out, tugging on the beads, rubbing her clit, anything to get a little more pleasure. She sat silently masturbating for a while until she noticed the vibrations beginning to rise; she was eagerly anticipating the climax. Her cell phone went off in her purse breaking the silence of the theater. Her heart stopped as what seemed like the entire movie theater started glaring at her. In all the preparation she had forgotten to turn off her cell phone. Rushing to turn it off she caught the eyes of all the disappointed fans in the audience. Acting as fast as she could she removed her hand from her crotch and silenced the loudly chirping cell. Sinking shamefully into her seat, she had noticed the vibrator had turned off. She checked her cell phone, he had called her, and he was playing with her, embarrassing her on purpose. “Excuse me miss,” the man next to her whispered, “Could you please turn off your phone? I paid a lot of money for these tickets.” “Sorry.” She whispered shyly, removing the battery, and placing it back into her purse. Sitting nervously in silence and on the verge of tears she wanted nothing more than this to be over. Much to her displeasure the vibrator once again started stirring inside her without warning. Squirming in her seat, the humming was made very noticeable. She heard whispers all around her, and she knew things had gone too far. Growing increasingly annoyed the man asked again. “Ma’am, please turn off your cell phone.” But she didn’t know what to do. The humming was getting louder and she was on the verge of orgasm, she had to get out of there. After grabbing her purse, and using it to shield herself from the whispers and stares, she stood up and began to shuffle past the girls towards the aisle. Every time her legs widened the humming became louder. She had only made it a few steps when she realized it was slipping. A look of disgust came across the girls face as it fell out into Katie’s hands and she fumbled to put the rattling device in her purse. “Ew, you fucking whore.” That was it; she hastily shuffled past the remaining people before she was blinded by a flashlight in the aisle. Her heart stopped, and she stood like a deer in the headlights. A Hand reached out and grabbed her by the arm. She held her head in shame, tears trickling down her cheeks, as she was e****ted out of the theater and down the long corridor. The two didn’t say a word she just sobbed and followed him through the halls and out the doors. When Katie looked up they were in the parking lot. She didn’t understand, turning to the man she recognized his face. “You asshole, why would you do that to me?” she burst into tears as he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her into his chest. She stood crying in his arms while he swayed back and forth trying to calm her down. “It’s okay baby, I got you out of there, it’s over and nobody knows who you are.” They stood for a while longer next to his car in silence. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her on the head. “but…” “But what?” she asked wiping the tears from her face. His hand slipped down her back and under her skirt, and he started tugging on the string. It sent a jolt through her body and her knees began to shake, “You did break the rules, and what kind of master would I be if I let this go unpunished?” he tugged on the cord again and again each time increasing pressure. She buried her face in his chest as the first bead started to squeeze through, the anticipation building, but he stopped and it sank back into her. The theater doors swung open and audience members streamed passed them. She could already feel him gripping the sting again. Looking up, she whispered, “Please, not here.” He gently pressed her up against the car with a playful smirk and continued pulling and tugging until she felt the first pop. Reassuring her, he said, “It’s okay, I’m here now and we’re doing this together.” Everyone passed by completely unaware of the intense pleasure building inside her. He kept tugging harder and harder until; pop, pop, pop. Her eyes darted over his shoulder at the oblivious passers-by. With his free hand he poked, and played with her pussy, softly rubbing and flicking her clit before pulling away bringing an end to her pleasure. She stared at him confused as he whispered. “I can’t do all the work.” Gently guiding one of her hands downward she continued rubbing and fingering her pussy. Her fingers pulsed inside of her. Lost in the rhythm, she nuzzled his neck while wrapping her arm around him in an effort to add support to her quivering legs. The feeling came rushing through her body as she rose to her tip-toes. He looked at her, her eyes stared blankly ahead of her slack jawed and panting. Her body surging with orgasmic ecstasy, she quivered against him her moans stuttering as her body tightened. She let out a sigh of relief as she slumped into his arms where they stood for a while in each other’s embrace. They pulled up to her house at 10:15. As she got out his car he called her name, “Hey, Katie wait, I almost forgot to give you something.” He pulled out a sealed envelope labeled “instructions” and handed it to her. “For next week.” She took the envelope. Katie stared at it remembering everything that had happened tonight, everything that he had put her through. She put the envelope in her purse next to the vibrator and the beads. “I’ll be there.”

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