Dinner with His Cock Ring

Caution: This story has Erotic Behavior, read at your own risk! Excerpt: This time, I wasn't too sure he'd go for it. After all, I'd deprived him for most of the evening and his cock really did look like it would split wide open any second. I was dangling the rubber cock ring from my finger. "Do you want to stop the evening right here, or should we go out to eat and fuck later? You may tell me." The expression on his face told me he hated the idea of the ring. "Let's eat." Is all he said. I took the rubber ring and jammed it down his shaft to the very base, removed the ball stretcher and nipple clip, and untied him. We got dressed and headed for the restaurant. His manners may have been improving but I was going to be anything but good. I kept my high heels and thigh highs, added a mid-thigh length flared skirt, skipped the panties and pulled the cups back up over my boobs. I looked like a $50 hooker. Just the right look to keep him on edge.