"Now where's the fun in that?" he responded, tossing his bar towel over his shoulder and turning to grab a bottle of Hendrick's from the shelf behind him.
Erin's face turned red as she made the humiliating walk back to the table. She sat down, feeling the cushion touch the upper back of her legs. With her skirt this short, the bare skin of her butt was essentially touching the chair, and Erin was keenly aware of this. Lux handed her the vibrator.
The vibrator had a little flashing green light on the end of it that would be sticking out, presumably to indicate that it was on. It had two prongs, and as Erin turned it in her fingers, she grew horrified that the second prong might actually go into her asshole. Seeing her shock, Lux anticipated her fear and commented, "don't worry slut, it vibrates outside your hole, it doesn't penetrate it."
Erin couldn't believe that she was about to do this. That she was going to put a vibrator into her vagina in a public setting, and that someone else would be controlling it. She attempted to put it in underneath the table, but was unable to do so without pulling her chair back a few inches, affording several of the party - and likely the more observant diners at other tables - a view. Her face was beet red as she accepted her loss without words.
Surprisingly, she was wet enough to stick it in on the first try. Dom George, sitting across from Dom Michael and Jon with a woman named Roxy beside him, noticed how quickly the vibrator went in, without lube, and commented this to the table. Dom Michael turned to him, saying "we'll see how long she denies who she is."
Erin was in too much shock to cry. She was so far into this nightmare that if she were to have woken up right now, she vowed that she would never sleep again. She just looked down and tried not to look at anyone, or anything. Below her, the insidious smell of Parmesan worked its way like a parasite into her nose.
Lux had already taken a bite of her food, clearing the way for Cady, Jess, and Erin to begin. With her fork, Erin only toyed with her side of rice, not wanting to touch the entree. Lux gathered everyone's attention a second time.
"Before the vibrator comes on, I want you all to have our itinerary for the night," she explained. "There are two options. If Libby makes it to the end of her dinner without an orgasm, and finishes her plate, then she'll have earned a rest and I'll be taking my sluts back to the hotel to get a good night's sleep before Folsom. By eating quickly and holding back her desires, she'll also prove to all of us that she's stoic and not interested in this whole kink ordeal. But if she orgasms like a slut before her meal is over, then in my opinion, that's just one more data point proving that she's a slut and wants to be one. In this turns out to be the case, I'll be taking her along with Aurora and Cady to the kinky party you all are attending tonight."
Erin shook her head, dumbfounded how this night continued getting worse. Lux hadn't consulted with her about what she'd wanted to do next or how badly she wanted to go home. A party had never been on the table - she had agreed only to coming out to dinner. As she sat, bare cheeks to the chair, plastic pinned against the surface of her asshole and vibrator half-protruding from her vagina, she was fully inside her own head.
That was, until the vibrator turned on, startling her and jogging her brain back into her task. She had to eat this entire Eggplant Parm. And she couldn't orgasm. Not only her fate for the night, but those of Cady and Jess depended on it.
