Restaurant - Daisy Rose - ebook

Eighteen-year-old Patricia is earning her way to a higher education by providing evocative services.When billionaire Dominic Grant offers her money in exchange for her body, she accepts without realizing how much humiliation and pain she will be put through. Raw physical desire consumes her, and she finds herself surrendering to the rich patrons in a 5-star Restaurant.~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Dominic welcomed everyone to his Restaurant and the men nodded their appreciation. As he continued to speak in a language that was completely unfamiliar to me, I couldn't help but feel slighted and invisible even though I was standing right beside him.His presence was dominating and utterly deafening. The men were sipping their cocktails whilst stealing surreptitious glances at me from the corner of their eyes.Dominic was short in his introduction and finally gave permission to everyone to start eating.I was shaken out of my lethargy at his words. The seats and tables set out were exact and it was quickly apparently that there was nowhere for me to sit.Before I could ask Dominic about it servants flowed into the hall, each carrying a tray of food on one hand and a towel in the other. I watched in awe as they set the table in complete synchrony.Dominic gestured for the men to start digging in and took a seat himself whilst I stood beside him. Irritation started to rear its head as I was abandoned completely in favor of what seemed like mashed potatoes and steak. I gulped and my stomach growled."Sorry," I murmured, wrapping my arm around my stomach to stop it from emitting more embarrassing noises.Dominic turned to me at the sound and chuckled. "Why don't you ask the men for some food?" he asked, then patted on the table."Sorry, sir?" I furrowed my eyebrows, utterly confused by what he was asking."Crawl up," he urged."Sir?""Come on," a hint of impatience was in his voice and I hastily complied, crawling up onto the table ungracefully. The slit on the dress fell open and I was sure that they could see everything.I quickly smoothed out the dress to make sure my private areas were covered, but I was on all fours on the table and the top of the dress was so wide that it was almost impossible."Don't break anything," he instructed.It wasn't hard to navigate around the ornaments on the table as there was ample space for me to crawl around. My cheeks flamed red nevertheless from how utterly exposed I must look as I moved on all fours on the table."Come," one of the men at the other end of the table said suddenly, breaking into my confusion. He had held out a spoonful of mashed potatoes and it hovered in the air invitingly. I glanced at Dominic, who merely nodded.Tentatively, I started moving towards the man, fully aware that all eyes were on me as I crawled to the other end of the table.I opened my mouth and moved to chomp on the inviting spoonful of mashed potatoes. The man pulled away in the last moment and my mouth closed around empty air."How about a kiss before a bite?" he said, winking suggestively.

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Taken In Public 4: Restaurant

(Exhibitionism, Public Humiliation, BDSM)

Daisy Rose

Copyright 2016 Daisy Rose

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. No part in this book may be reproduced, transmitted, stored, or distributed without permission of the author or publisher. hot group office action book bundle

An Offer For Your Cunt

It was eight thirty on a Friday night and time to get myself ready for my weekly performance. The dorm where I lived in was quiet and dim. Almost all the other students had retreated downtown to drown their sorrows with loud music, cheap beer, and meaningless flings.

I saved my assignment and turned off my school work laptop. I had purchased a separate internet plan for my job and a different computer, just because it was safer not to mistake the two.

Then, I pulled out a stack of paper and started work. It was a good ten minutes before I finished taping up the last piece of paper on the wall, sealing it carefully to hide the brick wall behind it. I needed to be careful not to broadcast any glaring giveaway to my location in the college dorm.

Methodically, I closed the windows, locked the door, and just to be extra careful, turned on the music to hide whatever noise that might escape my lips in the next half hour. I turned on the light and basked in the artificial light for a moment. The white from the papers that I had taped up to cover the brown bricks made my room seem bigger than it was.

Walking to my bed, I carefully pulled out the tell-tale college-provided brown and green bed sheets and replaced it with a light blue cotton sheet. I smoothened it out, then set my laptop in the middle of the queen-sized-bed.

All set.

I had been cognizant when I applied to college that I needed a room to myself. In fact, the first thing I did when I started living on campus was make sure that I had been provided with one. It meant that I had to pay a hefty fee for accommodation in the more spacious dorms meant for graduate students but considering my profession required privacy, I wasn't going to complain.

Carefully, I surveyed the room to satisfy myself that everything was tidied up for my performance. My heart beat rapidly against my chest in anticipation despite the fact that I had been doing the same thing once a week for two months now. Goosebumps crawled across my skin and I took a deep breath to make sure nothing was out of order.

Everything was set. My throat tightened as I pulled out a small brown box from under my bed. This had arrived earlier last week and I had been putting it off since.

Then, satisfied, I turned on my laptop and signed in to my StripMe account. I hauled in a breath and tensed as I waited for the webcam to turn on.

The camera pointed to a solid white wall and the blue bed sheets. Carefully, I adjusted the screen so that the camera would not capture my face.

"Hello again everyone!" I exclaimed with forced cheerfulness, thankful that the camera only needed to focus on my torso and legs. The screen only showed my slim neck and a little bit of my jaw.

I had on a casual white t-shirt that said, 'Make love, not hate!" in bright pink across my boobs. My lacy bra cupped my breasts and pushed them forward, giving me the appearance of having bigger breasts.

French cut panties hugged tightly to my pussy as I sat with my legs opened wide. It clung to my pussy lips, creating a clear outline of my pink engorged labia. Every time I shifted, I could feel the material brush against me and shivered slightly.

I sat the box between my cunt and the camera, hiding my pussy from view.

There were only twenty people on the private chat room today, but I knew that I only need one person willing to splurge to earn a fraction of my tuition. I was behind on payments.

Nobody responded to my greeting. They seldom do. They wanted me to get straight to the action.

"I have a special package from EncoreOne," my perfectly manicured fingers opened the box wide. I already know what it was but my eyes still widened at the sight of it. I pulled it out and showed it to my customers. The reaction was instantaneous.

"What the fuck?!"

"Use it now!"

"Put it in you!"

EncoreOne has sent you $500.

I tried not to react to the payment. I was hoping he wouldn't be there so I wouldn't have to do it, but he paid straight away. My rates were simple. For $500, my fans get to send me something and I would put it inside me.

As ridiculous as the dildo was, it fulfilled all the requirements.

He had probably paid a good deal of money to have it custom made and delivered. The wand was 9" long and very realistically made. He had included a little note inside to let me know that the vibration was controlled from his computer. It was rubbery with a deliberately bumpy texture. The knob was a stem that looked altogether too realistic and I had first giggled when I got it.

I wasn't giggling anymore as I held onto the 9" long yellow corn cob dildo.

$500 for PIV, $800 for anal.

Little mercies.

The fact that he had paid immediately when he saw his product meant he wanted it inside me now.

"What? No foreplay?" I whined, putting the box aside and leaving the brand new dildo between my legs.

They could see my pussy now, tight against the semi-transparent white lace panties.

"Put it in." was all EncoreOne had to say.

Well, he's paying.

With one skillful finger, I pushed my panties to the side, giving them an unhindered view of my pink pussy lips. A drop of glistening white liquid leaked from between my lips, betraying my arousal.

I moved the dildo down to my pussy and started rubbing the engorged clit with it's bumpy head.

"Do you like that?" I moaned, the camera focused completely on my glistening pussy. Transparent, creamy liquid leaked from my hole as I slowly inserted a dildo shaped and molded exactly like a cob of corn into my pussy. The little bumps around the cob only made things more pleasurable and I felt it touch my g-spot with a shudder.

It slid in and out of my cunt without resistance, the shiny yellow skin wet with juice. My pussy lips sucked the semi-soft material inside me, then relented to my hand as I pulled it back out. Shivers of pleasure coursed through my veins and I felt my thighs tremble a little.

It was humiliating that I had resorted to fucking myself with a dildo shaped like a corn cob in order to pay rent, but such is life. The guy who sent me the dildo paid $500 to see it happen. Who was I to disagree?

And it felt so good. With my other hand, I reached up my shirt and cupped my breast, feeling my erect nipple past the soft bra. I was so tight I could feel every little bump of the corn in my pussy. I twisted it and pulled out, then pushed it back in while twisting at hte same time.

My pussy was stretched and throbbing in excitement. I wished I had a button I could press so that I could cum. I loved the feeling of being violated by something so ridiculous and I loved that people were watching.

The number of people watching had jumped from twenty to two thousand in a blink of an eye. Word got around fast that some girl on the internet was fucking herself with a corn of cob.

Dozens of messages appeared on my chat screen.

"Go faster, you useless cunt."

"Fuck, you're tight."

"Now, put it in your mouth."

"I want to fuck you so hard."

I leaned back and fucked myself hard with the dildo. I hadn't had proper sex since I started working for the internet masses but I doubt sex would feel as good as this ridiculous dildo now.

Then, I propped myself back up and skimmed through the new messages, morning loudly for the camera's sake the entire time.

The paying customer's request popped up on a different screen. During times of heavy traffic, I would only have more requests but only enough time to go through a few of them. The payment went from low to high. The first request would be $10, then $30, then $50, and increments of $30 from then on.

"I want you to spread your lips," said NotBruce29, who donated $10 for a little personal touch. It was a harmless request and I was glad that he had mindlessly clicked on the donate button just so he could have a more personal reaction out of me.

My free hand went from my nipple to between my legs and with my forefinger and middle finger, I spread my lips so he would see clearly how the dildo was going in and out of my cunt.

It was then that EncoreOne decided to switch on the vibrating function on the dildo. A strangled moan left my lips and I couldn't help but fuck myself harder and faster, feeling like a depraved cock-hungry-slut the entire time.