Who Am I?

Aurora reluctantly slid into the back seat of the waiting car, though she really hadn’t had a chance to protest since the man’s hand was on her arm pushing her along. Her heart jumped as she heard the door locks click and on instinct she tried the door handle, feeling a wave of panic and the door not opening at her touch.

She ignored the man in the front seat as he started talking, her mind racing with thoughts of what was happening to her and where they were going. It was not until she realized that his voice sounded familiar did she look up. She gasped when she recognized him as Peter, the business man from the plane that she had slapped.

“You,” she said, glaring at him through the plastic shield. “What the hell are you doing here?”
 
Peter through back a look that seemed to say, 'What the fuck do you think?' In fact that's exactly what he said two moments later, just as he zoomed away from the airport. He had been accosted during the flight by this distinguishable man, and been quickly talked into the fact that this girl, Aurora, was a voyeur at heart that needed some encouragement. And should he, find it in his heart to help her in that aspect, the gentlemen would pay him handsomely. Peter had agreed without hesitation, and now drove looking for a large, fancy restaurant where their games would be tolerated for the purse he carried, nearly one hundred thousand dollars on a little plastic card given to him by the man, at the same time as he was given the keys to this nice SUV.

The restaurant he found was perfect, it was on the boardwalk, ten stories above it in fact, staring out over the water. They were seated by a kind waitress who smiled too much, Peter ordered wine, entres and some appetizers then the special for both of them. "So the old man tells me you are learning about your... Sexual side now?" He asked, chuckling as he lifted his leg and ran the shoe along the inside of her calf.

I grin as I watch the young buck's suave moves, knowing you are probably just trying to count the minutes until he is gone. But i've added a few surprises to perhaps give him an edge, first you think it is only your discomfort with the system, but then you realize the vibrating egg is back in your core, buzzing loudly as his foot swishes back and forth against your soft leg. "Enjoy yourself Aurora." My voice has it's command in it, somewhat of a hold over you, not as strong as it should be. But approaching that point, it releases a new flood of liquid from your pussy, as his foot climbs a bit high along your leg.
 
Aurora followed Peter into the restaurant with a mix of fear, anger and excitement running through her body. She was angry that he would dare think to set her up in this situation with another man, afraid of what he might do next and excited of what was going to happen now with Peter. She looked him up and down as they sat down at their table finding that she liked what she saw, just as she had on the plane earlier.

She jumped as she felt his foot rub along the inside her of her calf but she remained seated in her seat, her eyes searching the restaurant for any sign of him. She knew he was there somewhere. "I don't know what he told you, but, I am not interested in learning about anything." she answered coolly, trying to move her leg away from his foot.

As the vibrations started deep inside her she jumped in her seat again, feeling his foot move up her leg even more. "How did he get that back in me without me noticing," she thought to herself, her heart beating in fear. She felt herself getting wet at she tried not to squirm from the vibrations.

His voice sent shivers of pleasure and fear down her spine and her body betrayed her, showing her want to obey him and enjoy herself. She bit her lip and whimpered softly as Peter's foot climbed higher up her leg, trying to keep her body under control. "Damn you," she whispered softly.
 
The wine arrives as the vibrations cease, allowing the two of you to speak and sip in relative comfort. Those his skillful foot seems to be quite active beneath the table.

"So who is he? Your husband?"
Peter asked, before glancing to her ring finger and shaking his head. "Oh." He said, correcting himself with a smirk as his shoe ran up just beneath her panties line, across the sensitive inner thighs. He sipped his wine and watched Aurora sip hers, unknowing of the Viagra powder the old man had slipped in both his drink, and Aurora's. "A master is it?" He finally finished, grinning and winking as he slid his chair next to her, wanting to be able to manipulate her body a bet easier.
 
Aurora sighed in relief as the vibrations stopped, but, she was very aware of his foot still sliding up and down her leg as she sipped her wine. Her eyes still searched the room, looking for him, feeling him watching her.

"He is not my husband or master," she replied to Peter, her voice doing little to disguise her disgust at the thought. Her faced flushed both from the wine and his foot moving up her thigh making her feel pleasure no matter how much she tried to fight it.

She fought the urge to move away from him as he slid closer to her, not wanting to give any reason for the vibrator to be used. She found that she was surprisingly aroused at his presence and the thought of what they could do together.
 
One hand slid around Aurora's wrist as Peter looked up expectantly to the waiter as he brought their food. That same hand darted underneath her skirt and rubbed the light skin on her thigh as his other hand caught hers, reaching for the fork or knife. "Allow me." He said smoothly, reaching for the fork and then plucking a piece of the Italian chicken on the end of it, he brought it to her lips and held it their, letting the smell drift in her nose. "Slowly." He said, tracing it over her lips, just as his hand moved to the top of her thigh, still moving back and forth lightly across the smooth skin.
 
Aurora sighed softly as Peter's hand slid under skirt and brushed her thigh. She didn't know why, but, his hand on her body was making her feel more aroused than she should have been considering the situation. She was startled by his hand on her wrist as she reached for the fork and blushed slightly as he picked up the fork and held the chicken up to her lips.

The smell of the chicken was very tantalizing and her stomach growled. She realized that she hadn't had anything to eat since that morning and she was very hungry. Tentatively, she took the chicken with her teeth and slid it off the fork, chewing slowly as her body shuddered softly from the gently movements of his hand on her thigh.
 
"Hehe, was that for me, or the chicken?" Peter asks so politely, I chuckle in your ears as his hand reaches your panties and begins to brush against the light fabric while he feeds you. Then suddenly he is nuzzling against your neck, his hot breath on your warm skin, then a moist tongue trailing along your jaw up to your ears where he whispers, "Feeling better?" He whispers, just as his fingers graze across your clit through the light fabric, just as he thrusts a slightly over sized piece of meat into your mouth so your groan is not quite so loud.
 
Aurora stiffened at the sound of his chuckle in her ear, trying to pull away from Peter, her frightened eyes wide and searching. Finding that she could not move away from Peter, she moaned softly at the feel of his hand brushing against her panties. She continued to eat, trying to ignore Peter as his tongue moved along her jaw and ear. She shivered at the desire she was feeling and almost nodded at his question of whether she was feeling better or not, but stopped mid nod as he placed the food in her mouth, almost choking as his hand slid over her clit.

Coughing softly, she swallowed her food and concentrated on trying to ignore his fingers on her body. She could feel her cheeks blush at the thought of what he was doing and the people in the restaurant that may see or hear what was going on.
 
"Your blushing." Peter stated in all obviousness, acting mildly surprised as he waited for her coughing to die down, before again grazing his finger across her seemingly sensitive clit. "I wonder what he does to you," He mused softly in her ear, his finger making circles around the little nub, "He probably ties you up, and uses you constantly, teases you. Does he make you cum on his command to?" The words were all coming out very softly, in a husky whisper that betrayed Peter's growing lust as well. "I bet he does, I bet you cannot wait to see him tonight, after I use you, the names he'll call you, and they'll all be true. You slut," His fingers suddenly seized her clit and twisted it sharply, "You want this; tell me you do." The words came out quickly, just as another piece of the delicious chicken rose to her lips.
 
Aurora felt her blush reddening her cheeks even more as his finger slid over her sensitive clit, her body shivering at his touch. His words whispered in her ear made her blush even more and she looked down at the table, toying with a napkin. "H..He doesn't do that," she whispered softly, shaking her head at the same time. "I'm n..not a slut" Her voice betrayed her nervousness and arousal caused by his hand still rubbing her clit.

She gasped loudly as he twisted her clit sharply and then moaned softly at the pleasure he was sending through her body. "Y..yes I want it," she replied, resigning herself the the fact that it was true and sighing softly. Taking the piece of chicken he offered, she chewed slowly, a single tear sliding down her cheek as she felt her resolve slip away.
 
I can hardly restrain myself from cackling loudly in the ear piece, yet I do. To ruin the moment would be foolish of me, Peter has you eating from his hands and he is feeding you garbage, yet you wolf it down like a starved child. My hand reaches out to ignite the buzzing in your pussy again, but I stop, Peter is doing a remarkable job and then my hand comes back to my lap. I will let him work tonight, after all I am paying for it.

"Don't cry sweety,"
Peter craned his neck to wipe away the tear with his tongue, "That nasty man won't be having you till much later. You can let it all out now, we're going to have so much fun." The last words trickled from Peter's mouth as he finally grazed his finger past the lips of her pussy, the hot liquid instantly soaking his finger as it snaked deeper and deeper into her pussy. "You are a hot, delicious girl Aurora, tell me what he does to you...?" The question came out breathlessly from Peter's mouth, as he kissed her in the nape of the neck and his one free hand shifted her entire body onto his lap so that her legs straddled his knee.
 
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