Gemma peered around the kitchen door at the bar, watching the man sitting at the counter. He had been sitting there for some time, holding his glass but hardly drinking from it. Looking over to the left she could see another woman who was sat at one of the tables, also covertly watching the man at the counter. The two women made eye contact and smiled at each other.
The lady at the table was Jessica, a friend Gemma had recently made when she had braved a visit to a local Munch. She had heard about the BDSM scene and was eager to learn more; a long term relationship in what she believed was termed a 'vanilla' relationship had recently ended and at last she felt free to spread her wings. Chatting with Jessica, she had felt comfortable to express her desires and interests, and Jessica had listened patiently. By the end of the night, sheh ad been invited to attend one of her training sessions with her most favourite sub, and Gemma had enthusiastically agreed.
Today was the day - and Jessica had indicated that the man at the bar would be their play thing for the rest of the afternoon and night. Gemma was both pleased and envious at his attractiveness; she hoped that when the time came she would find a willing sub who would be hers.
The man was fumbling with his phone, and began glancing nervously around the room. Curious to know what was happening, she left the kitchen and began absent mindedly clearing the tables close by. She watched him as he began to walk across the room, heading towards the table where Jessica sat. She nearly jumped when she saw him freeze in his tracks and almost bend double as though in pain, but he composed himself and began walking again. As he came closer to where she stood, he once again froze and bent double in pain. Gemma instinctively reached out as though he would fall, and asked him if he was okay. He briefly caught her eye - seemed almost embarrassed but also flushed with pride at the same time. He looked nervously around the room and gave her a frustrated glance, politely telling her was okay, and then making his final journey to Jessica's table.
Gemma finished clearing the tables and watched the interchange between Mistress and sub. The obvious power exchange made her feel flushed with desire. She tore herself away from the scene to hurridly return the empty glasses to the bar and let the manager know that her shift had ended.
Full of anticipation for the evening's activities, Gemma began to head cautiously towards the table, pausing briefly to take in the scene that was unfolding. Jessica had obviously requested that the man remove his penis from his trousers. Gemma could see his hands under the table nervoulsy trying to shield himself from the view of the general public. She felt a tang of cruelty inside her as she got closer to the table, and saw him flush as she began to approach. She was enjoying his humiliation; enjoying his embarrassment at being so exposed and vulnerable in a public place.
Gemma stopped by the side of the table. The man looked nervoulsy down at the beer mat before him, and Jessica gave her a wicked wink. It seemed to take the man an eternity to realise that she was not going away; that she hadn't asked for anything and didn't seem bothered by his current condition.
"Move over!" Jessica hissed at him, and he swiftly shuffled over in his seat, once again glancing at Gemma but this time with total confusion written all over his face. Gemma sat down next to him; she suddenly felt very calm and smiled at Jessica across the table. Jessica nudged the man's leg under the table and he looked up at her expectantly. "This is my friend - and today she is going to be your Mistress too" she said. His mouth opened in suprise, but only for a moment, as he nodded at both women in understanding and obedience. "So" said Jessica "now we are going to leave this place and the two of us have lots of plans for you this evening... Lots and LOTS of plans".
Gemma glanced beneath the table and saw that the man's penis was growing hard in anticipation. He let out an audible gasp - Jessica had noticed his condition and had once again used her control device to bring him back in line with her wishes. With nothing but a nod from her, he pushed his penis back into the confines of his trousers, where it ached for released. The two women stood and let the man lead the way, the dull ache in his groin causing his walk to become more of a shuffle as he headed for the door. "hurry along" hissed Jessica "I am sure you don't want to earn yourself anymore beatings this evening - we intend to make good use fo you today...."
