I definitely need to visit the ladies to replace my lipstick and freshen up a little, the ravishing I’d received at the hands and cocks of Roberto and my man has definitely taken its toll.

Rising to my feet smiling provocatively, I walk hips swaying gently across the restaurant floor; the eyes of other diners follow my progress. I can feel the envy of both men and women in the way their eyes are boring into me, my man watching every step I take.

I feel myself smile, there’s an added level of satisfaction knowing that those around me have shared what’s happened so far, I wonder how many other couples in the restaurant have been inspired to follow our lead and play while dining. I suspect Roberto is in for an exhausting evening in more ways than one.

Pushing open the ladies room door I feel my eyes open wide in surprise and my steps falter as there in front of me I see a woman kneeling in supplication.

Her only article of clothing is what appears to be some sort of chastity belt, there’s a black leather collar around her neck and her hands are fastened behind her back with black leather wrists cuffs padlocked together.

“If the Mistress would please be seated this slave will accommodate your wishes”. Without lifting her head the near naked woman indicated what I’d been too taken aback to see before, a black leather reclining chair positioned in front of her.

“I don’t understand”, I query, a puzzled expression on my face, yet a strange feeling of excitement and curiosity growing inside me. “I’ve never seen you here on my previous visits.”

“This slave is being punished Mistress.” Lowering her head yet further in contrition.

“Master gave instructions and slave didn’t carry them out to Masters satisfaction. The punishment for displeasing Master is to service any Mistress who wishes, with slaves tongue. If Mistress is sufficiently pleased, slave may be released and return to regular duties.”

Despite my reservations that anyone should be subjected to such treatment, I couldn’t help wondering how it would feel to have the slave woman lick my swollen, cum sodden pussy. Perhaps I could help free her from this punishment by speaking to her Master afterwards.

Sitting in the leather chair I lay back and spread my legs wide to allow the slave room to work, spreading my pussy lips and wriggling into a comfortable position. The slave has her eyes closed; I want her to look at me before she goes to work so she knows who she is pleasuring.

“Look at your Mistress,” I command. “Please me and I will speak to your Master and persuade him to consider your punishment complete.”

This may be my first experience with another woman, but I don’t want her to know that, so taking control of the situation this way is my best bet. Maybe this way it’ll make her feel more comfortable too as she’s a submissive obviously trained to follow the instructions of her Master.

Looking up at me with eyes filled with gratitude her beautiful face flushed with a combination of shyness and excitement, slave whispers her thanks.

“This pussy has just been fucked slave, and my man has filled me with his cum, your job is to lick out every last drop and paying a lot of attention to the clit; now get to work”. Clipping the leather dog lead left beside the chair onto slaves’ collar I pull her head down between my legs.

The first few licks are a little hesitant, it seems the slave woman isn’t too keen to carry out her task; maybe she needs something to encourage her.

“Tell me slave, what happens if I’m displeased with the way you submit to your punishment? What would your Master do to you that is worse than this?” I know I’m being deliberately cruel, there’s no way I’d ever tell her Master she’d done anything other than he’s instructed; I just can’t help myself, for some reason the situation is giving me a huge buzz too.

A stricken look on her face the slave looks up at me and pleads, “Please Mistress, I’ll do anything you ask; Master might take my collar or give me to another Owner if I let Him down again. He’s been so good to me and tolerant of my poor behaviour as I’m still in training as his submissive.”

“Then get busy.” I say my voice stern. Thrusting my pussy against her mouth as she bent to her task.

This time the slave took up her task with relish, teasing my clit out from its hiding place beneath the hood, with a combination of gentle sucking and probing with the tip of her tongue.

Changing tack and using the flat of her tongue across my clit, I can’t help but moan with pleasure at the sensation of the slaves tongue stud gliding across the swollen nub.

My God! No wonder people rave over tongue piercing, it’s certainly something I’ll have to consider for my man; having him lick me this way whenever I wanted would be worthwhile whatever he asked me to do in return. Maybe a nipple ring, or even a tongue stud of my own; after all rubbing it against the head of my mans cock when sucking him could only add to the pleasure I give him.

Raising my hips a little I adjust position so the slave can tongue fuck me and scoop the cum out that hasn’t yet trickled down my thighs.

The slave moans quietly, sliding deeper into her sub zone as she complies with my orders. If she wasn’t cuffed and fitted with a chastity belt I’m sure she’d be fingering herself while licking me out; it’s obvious she’s as turned on by this scene as I am.

Carried away on a magic carpet ride of sensation I feel myself floating higher and higher, the sucking and slurping sounds the slave makes while licking me fade away; yet again I feel myself hurtling towards orgasm at a fast rate of knots.

I never imagined myself ever doing anything sexual with a woman, but the slave knows exactly where and when to lick and suck to maximum effect.

With a loud yell I announce my arrival at pleasure land central and grind my pussy harder against the slaves mouth, tugging hard on the dog lead to hold her exactly where I want her until I’m done; my pussy spasms pushing out the remnants of cum from fucking my man earlier.

Even the aftershocks of orgasm are intense as I gently float back to reality, and I release my tight grip on the slaves lead allowing her to lean back a little. The slaves face is smeared in a combination of my pussy juice and my mans cum, her tongue flicks hungrily around her lips as though savouring the taste and can’t get enough of it; a shy smile on her face as she looks hopefully at me, awaiting my comments.

“Thank you slave, you did an excellent job, I’ll be sure to tell your Master what a good slave you are and he should be proud of you,” I said magnanimously; the slave beamed a million watt smile at me.

“Mistress this slave is happy to have been of service, thank you for allowing me to serve you today and giving you pleasure,” bowing her head a little the slave returns to her the position I originally found her in, her duty done.

Rising to my feet, still a little shaky from the intensity of the orgasm I cross to the mirror and begin to put on fresh lipstick and powder my nose. What else can happen before this night is over I wonder?

Now to go in search of Master and express my gratitude for his gift, even though it was by way of punishing his slave. I also have to tell my man of my first woman on woman experience. I wonder how he’ll react.