Then Beg For It |18+

7| T

Roman

I walked out of the bathroom, still trying to get used to whatever Kathleen placed up my ass. I went to the front to pick up the excuse that I had made to see her. Once at the table I placed the pitchers in their respective places and took a seat across from Kathleen.

She was starting to eat her food, her full lips pulling into each other as she decided on the edible contents of her plate. She looked even more gorgeous tonight.

I pushed some asparagus into my mouth and shifted a bit the thing sinking a bit deeper into me once sat. Gregory jump started the table conversation, "I feel like we aren't advertising a whole bunch Sterling."

I nodded, "Yeah well, the demands are different." I playfully glared at Selena from across the table, "We haven't really gotten on what the people want to see." Selena stuffed her mouth and sunk slightly in her seat.

I chuckled to myself and relished on another item on my plate. Soon a tingling sensation filled my lower region and shot up my bottom. I jumped in my seat at the sudden wave of pressure that crawled up my spine. Lewis and Greta who sat on my opposite sides raised a brow in concern. I cleared my throat, "I think there's a bit of spice in the food."

Michelle added, "I noticed that too!" Thankful for her.

I tried to ease the feeling by returning to my plate. I began to eat again, the comfort of the food introducing my body to a new pleasure rather than the dull aching that was now in my ass. Before the flavor of the asparagus could hit my tongue again the sensation returned with a bit more intensity.

I almost spit out my food, forcing it down to not attract further attention to myself. But it was no use. I opened my mouth and immediately shut it, not wanting to voice how aroused I started to become. I shut my eyes closed, balling my hands into fist under the table.

"If the spice is too much we can take the food back Mr. Sterling." Tem offered, a bit of worry apparent in her voice. A tone I haven't heard in a while.

I held up my hand shaking my head, we didn't need more eyes at the table, "No need for that Tem, it just caught me by surprise." Which was true in more ways than another.

I had initially thought the item up my ass was a butt plug, it's clear that Kathleen had other plans.

I could feel the temperature in the room slowly start to rise as the heavy feeling in my lower region increased. All the pressure bottled up towards my dick and I refuse to become erect at dinner. So I denied myself.

The vibrating increased and a heat began to cascade down the build of my body. I chugged my entire drink in hopes to cool me down, the icy feeling bringing on a slight chill. I exhaled, my fingers running to my collar.

I unbuttoned the top of my dress shirt and wiped my forehead, moisture clinging onto my hand. I couldn't brush off the sticky warm feeling as the pulsing feeling didn't let up. I felt someone's foot against my calf and felt relaxed as she rubbed me up and down.

I held my sweaty palms tighter as I refused to let the pleasurable feeling make my dick protrude. I sunk into the seat as a more intense pressure shook in my ass. I buried my head in my hands letting out a small muffled moan that I couldn't contain. I slowly let my hands fall when I was sure that I was settled.

I filled my water glass again as I attempted to seem sane as the table slowly began to empty. I shrugged off every shoulder touch and barely managed to voice a proper goodbye as I struggled in my seat.

I could hear them converse in hushed tones in front of me, "What the hell do we do, could it be because of something he ate?"

I licked my lips, my throat parched once again. "I wouldn't be surprised if it was a stomach bug." Michelle suggested and I lifted my head trying to catch my words before they evaporated off my lips.