Red Dragon {mpellegrino}

She nearly stumbled in to the rest room. Glad there was no one else there she looked down at the box she held in her hand. She leaned back against the door, suddenly exhausted, her heart beating and wondering what the hell she was doing. After a moment she gathered herself and took a deep breath and went over to the wash basins.

She stared at herself in the mirror. She almost didn't recognise herself. She looked... almost radiant, a blush over her and how provocative she thought she looked with no underwear on under her lovely silky halter neck dress. She laid the box down next to the basin and pulled the purple ribbon. It slipped off allowing her to take off the lid of the box and see inside. There on a pillow of purple velvet lay two small golden eggs. At least that is what they looked like. They were smooth and when held Jenny could feel there was a separate weight inside that slid about as she turned each 'egg' in her hand.

She looked in the box but could find nothing else. She knew what they were but had never actually seen them or held them before. They were 'love eggs' of some sort. 'Well,' she thought, "lets get this done." Jenny didn't even have to think about whether or not she was going to use them. She went to a stall and sitting down lifted her dress. She knew she was wet enough to insert the eggs. It was a long time since she had been so turned on. She thought about caressing herself but didn't want to keep Sir waiting. She inserted the eggs and then she realised the problem would be keeping them in.

As she walked she could feel them slip and move within her and she was fearful they would drop out on the floor. She had to squeeze her thighs together hard to feel any security at all and doing so seemed to make them slide against each other. She found herself concentrating on keeping them in and being fully aware of the sensations in her groin. It was with some concealed amusement that Steve observed Jenny return. She was valiantly trying to remain composed but seemed almost as unsteady on her feet as she had been when she left. Her face though was a study in concentration. She sat down and looked relieved as she settled in her seat. Looking up at Steve she sat upright and lowered her eyes.

"Well done Jenny, you are eager to please me. Now where is John?"

Steve looked up and immediately saw John and caught his eye. He walked across the room with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes Sir, may I help?"

"Yes John, we are ready to order."

Jenny listened as Steve ordered. He, of course, ordered for them both. He didn't use the menue so evidently had been here before many times. She wondered how many others he had brought here and the thought made her feel like a plaything. It was not an unpleasent feeling she noted, not at all what she had expected. Just as John was about to leave the table Steve stopped him and asked him to prepare the private table for them. John nodded and said "Just as Sir wishes" and left them.

"Now Jenny, I have a private room prepared for us so we can be... a little more intimate if we desire. I would love you to wait for me there." He pointed at a door some thirty feet away. "Please go to the room now Jenny and wait for me."

She immediately responded by starting to rise, still so conscious of the gift that Steve had given her. So aware of it that indeed the novelty and humiliation of having on no underwear and the fact John new it didn't even register any more. Again concentrating hard she moved as elegantly as she was able to wards the door. Again the eggs did a little dance inside her and she was starting to feel the need to touch herself. As she walked, Steve watched, then drew out a little black remote control the size of a key fob. As she got to the door he pressed one of the buttons on the remote and Jenny almost instantly froze her hand on the door knob.