| Straight: BDSM: A Memorable Submissive (2/2) |
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over she was to lean towards me offering me a cigarette. Right on cue, she leaned forward and I caught the barman having a really good blatant stare down Eleanor’s top. As he noticed me watching him he began to avert his gaze but not before he saw me slide my hand across the table and pinch her nipple. He looked straight at me and nodded. The rest of the evening in the pub was of a similar vein as young men passed the table supposedly on their way to the bar or toilets she would flash them a smile and maybe show a little stocking top to boot. We never had to buy another drink in the bar that night as first the barman brought over a set of drinks and again Eleanor obliged by leaning forward. This time the bar man gazed openly down her top so I leaned forward and said (in a low voice), “Get up and go to the loo, but make sure you flash the barman your cunt.” As she got up she purposely made sure her hand pulled her skirt high enough for him to see she was not wearing knickers. After she left the bar man came up to me and asked if what he had seen upset me, I replied that not in the slightest, who do you think was telling her to do these things. He then invited us to stay after the bar closed, but I told him I had other plans but thanks anyway. A little while later a man I had never met came over with more drinks and introduced himself as a mate of the barman’s; again Eleanor showed her charms. By the time I told her we were leaving we had flashed for some six different people. As I discovered when we got back to her car she was soaking. So we drove to a quiet lane and I made her give me a blow job before I made her lay on the bonnet as I fucked her cunt. |
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