We met for dinner at a restaurant of my choosing. She had heard about the place but had never been. A nice place, good food and the perfect setup. In the back along the walls they had booths with shades that came down and covered the seating area. Didn’t totally block out view of the people inside, but left a silhouette from the light at the table. I instructed her to sit next to me against he wall and to look forward at all times. I had already told her to wear a dress or skirt and to have her hair brushed neatly and worn down. She had complied by wearing a dress with a zipper down the back. We ordered our drinks and an appetizer. I reached over and felt her soft hair and ran my hand down her back. I could feel her bra strap and her apprehension. I asked her to inch forward just a bit so my hand could reach down to her ass. She moaned slightly, not from arousal. Her nerves were getting the best of her not know what I would do next. The waiter came by so I ordered what I was having and what I was going to allow her to have. When he left I told her to kick off her shoes which she found odd, but complied. I then told her to hike up her dress until she was no longer sitting on any of it, just her panty covered ass on the bench seat. I reached up again and stroked her soft hair until my hand reached the zipper of her dress. I pulled the zipper down until it was open under her bra strap and I unhooked her bra and told her to remove it. She said should couldn’t with the dress on and I told her to do it anyway and better do it soon as the waiter may be back any minute. She had goose bumps at this point as she brought down the top of her dress and quickly removed her bra. But when she went to cover her breasts again with the dress I reached over and stopped her. She started to glance my way but remembered what I had said about looking forward. I reached over and squeezed her breast and pinched her nipples tightly. I then told her it was ok to put her dress back on as she did and I zipped up the back. I got so aroused watching her squirm with the thought of being caught. She took a drink and sat back, but I wasn’t done with her and before she could settle down I reached up and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. I told her to close her eyes and I reached down between her legs and felt her warmness and wetness. I grabbed her panties from the top and started pulling them down as she moaned again with apprehension. She knew I wanted them off so she squirmed until they slid off her ass an I pulled them down her legs. I told her to open her eyes so she could watch me put them in my pocket. I told her they were mine now as was her ass.

I told her I had plans for those panties and she would find out later. She reached for her drink and was so nervous she knocked it over on the table. I told her she was a clumsy slut to which she replied "Yes Sir". There wasn’t much left in the glass so the spill was minor, but I thought I would take the opportunity to teach her a lesson. Again I grabbed her by the hair. "Look what you’ve done you clumsy bitch." I shook her head fairly roughly which made her brace herself. "Did you try to stop me", I asked. She quickly replied "No Sir" and I pulled her head back hard. Her eyes closed and she grimaced a bit at what might be coming. "Put your hands at your side bitch" and she complied. "Don’t you dare move them again." At that time the waiter came with our food so I whispered to her not to move. He served us and found it odd the way she just sat there with her eyes closed. I told him we were fine and would let him know if we needed anything. He lowered the curtain and went about his business. I reached back over and put my arm on her shoulder and told her she did good, but would need to be punished for her actions. She said "Yes Sir, I understand". I told her to go ahead and eat and she was allowed to use both hands. The food was good, as usual, and we both finished our meal. She asked if she could be excused to use the bathroom and I told her no, she would have to hold it for now. I could see she wasn’t pleased. "You still need to be punished." She said “Yes Sir". "Spread your legs. Yes Sir. I reached down and felt between her legs with a couple of fingers. She wasn’t wet, but it didn’t take much rubbing to get her juices flowing. I could see she was enjoying it so I continued, when suddenly I stopped and grabbed her by the hairs of her pussy and pulled them tightly. Her first reaction was to use her hands to reach down at mine, but realized that would be the wrong thing to do. She put her hands at her side and I gave her another hard tug. "Do you respect me?" I asked holding her hairs tightly and pulling them again. She whispered out a "Yes, Sir I am sorry." I said "You better bitch" and released her. My hand was wet with her juices so I told her to stick out her tongue. I wiped some of the wetness over her tongue and told her to slide it back in her mouth. I reached around with my other hand and pulled her mouth to mine and kissed her sliding my tongue deep into her mouth. “Let’s get out of here.” You will follow me with your head lowered staying two steps behind me at all times. She said “Yes Sir” , grabbed her purse and the drink I’d had the waiter pour into a go cup and quietly followed.