Working with Trista Chapter 2

Once again, Trista wanted to see my backside and ordered me to remove my pants and boxers. She was a disappointed that a lot of the redness had faded, even though I tried to explain to her that the tenderness lingered. She told me as much as she'd like to make sure it was red for dinner she had a better idea. She took my hand and walked me over by the window, sat on the desk and pushed me to my knees. She leaned back, spread her legs, and said "you know what to do." I was pleasantly surprised to see she was not wearing underwear, and was anxious to get to work. She grabbed my hair and shoved my head between her legs. I started with my tongue, and added a finger to her wet pussy. For the next half hour, I brought her to multiple orgasms, my cock straining against my restraints. She pushed me back onto the bed, and removed her underwear and climbed up on my face. She said I knew what to do and for the next half hour I did exactly that bringing her to multiple orgasms.

When she had had enough she pushed me away and tossed me some underwear saying, "Here, since I'm not wearing these, you should tonight." I asked her why as obviously I wasn't all that interested in wearing women's underwear. She said that I had a choice, I could either wear her red thong, or she would redden my ass with the paddle until it was the same shade. It was an easy decision as I slipped the thong on.

Once it was on, I looked up right as Trista was taking a picture with her camera phone. "Very nice," she proclaimed, "now finish getting dressed and let's go."

I dressed and we went out to dinner to a nice restaurant. The thong of course didn't feel natural but I was making the best of it. As you can expect, every time I managed to forget about it for a few minutes Trista would remind me about it. Either asking how it felt, or if I liked the look or even saying that she wondered what the other people in the restaurant would think if they knew. All of this talk started to get my cock going again, or at least as much as it could while being stuck in the restraint.