A Bunny to Punish (The Bunny Series, Book 1)

Chapter 5: Bunny

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you , while loving someone deeply gives you ." - Lao Tzu

I was in the stall trying to get a handle on my nerves. I kept trying to rationalize my feelings to no avail. I was scared, fearful, but also strangely excited. Voices floated throughout the restroom, giggles and conversations that made me self conscious of my next move. None of them would ever realize what was going through my mind, nor understand why I would feel the strangely erotic shame walking out of this stall out to my master.

We teased each other at times and did little things to rile each other up but we had never done anything like this. Our kinky play in the bedroom had never really manifested itself into any public social interaction. It was a progression that I was aroused by. I couldn't explain any one of my thoughts or feelings. They were all over the place. I considered backing out and explaining my discomfort with it, but I was ready to do this, and if I backed out I would have regretted it. She could have just punished me when we got home or were out of the restaurant but something about this just felt right. The moment and the place and if I'm honest, my slight buzz from the couple glasses of wine I had eventually convinced me.

This was like my version of what I imagine it feels like for somebody to skydive for the first time. I felt this rush of excitement and adrenaline and steeled myself with sheer fearlessness. I slid my panties down my legs and snapped them up before anybody noticed that I was about to stand up without putting them back on. I doubt anybody would have noticed or cared but the danger of the whole thing excited me. After I simply slipped them into my purse, I walked out of the stall, went to the sink, washed my hands, feeling my cheeks burning red with my shame of my personal scandal that only me and my love knew about.

I walked back to our booth, averting my eyes from anybody that happened to look over at me. I slid back into my seat. I was glad to see our food had arrived. A steaming, juicy well done steak stared back at me, slivers of mushroom enhancing the already delicious looking entree. Sitting in a bowl next to it was a mix of my favorite fruits: strawberries, slices of pineapple, grapes, some chunks of watermelon and grapefruit. Harley had also poured me another glass of wine from the bottle we had received to accompany the meal. It was more for me since Harley didn't particularly like wine.

"So?" Harley's eyebrows shot up, "Did you do it?" I unzipped my purse and flashed the lace of my panties. Harley actually looked a bit surprised but her initial astonishment shifted to a look of delight. We proceeded to dig into our dinner. After the shock of my little sin, my punishment, I barely thought about it. That is until we were almost done and James showed up.

I nearly choked on a swig of wine. Suddenly I was acutely aware of my scandal, bare to the world. My cheeks suddenly got heated and my heart started thumping faster and faster. I downed the rest of my wine in one swig. Unfortunately my behavior didn't go unnoticed. I can't lie for shit. This was going to be very bad if he asked why I was acting so strange.

"Riiiiight. Anyways, hi Harley and hello Rose. Are you ok?" He asked, directing his question toward me.

"Yes." I said shortly.

"What's up with her?" His questioning shifted to Harley. I let out a sigh of relief.

"She's currently being punished. I think she's nervous that you may find out how. Is that about right bunny?" Harley shot me a glance, a slight smirk forming on her face.

"Yes." I said.

"Yes what?" She nodded to me, encouraging me.

"Yes master." I'm glad James was the one that showed up. Not all of our friends quite understand BDSM. James's more intimate knowledge of BDSM through both his own experiences with his previous boyfriends and current husband and work on gear. He's only been working on crafting outfits, contraptions, etc. for a few months and we have so far been his only "customers."

"Ah, I see. Interesting place to carry out a punishment. I can't imagine there are many opportunities to implement one..." His face scrunched up, a sign that his mind was working on an answer to his own question. The most likely thing I could imagine was that he was trying to figure out what punishment I was currently enduring. I felt his eyes boring into my soul trying to see what I was hiding.

"James, lean in close. I'll tell you what it is." Harley, true to her word did whisper into his ear what she had made me do. As she was telling him what was going on, his eyes widened. He looked back at me in disbelief.

"Wow...I didn't know you had that in you Rosie. Harley is lucky to have such a good sub. I hope you don't mind me saying." He high fived me and that was the end of that. My pride got a major boost, and I couldn't help but start smiling.

"So, I brought it. I hope you know how difficult it was to get it done by today. You owe me. Big time." I was at a loss to what he was talking about, but I quickly understood. Harley had commissioned him to make something for us. How she kept things like this a secret was beyond me.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best James!" She gave him a quick hug before pulling out some cash from her wallet and handing it to James. He pushed her hand back, refusing the payment.

"You know I don't want any money right now. Actually I wanted to ask you if you would do something for me Rosie. Will you, in exchange for my continued free labour in making you two whatever you want, write reviews for them? You are the best writer I know and I could really use the publicity." He pleaded with me.

"Well, I usually just write novels but I guess I could give it a shot. Besides, how could I say no with all of the wonderful things you have made us for no charge." I replied.

"You are a saint." He said, breathing a sigh of relief, "Anyway, Charlie just got here and I have a table with a lovely view out the window picked out so I will see you losers in a little bit. If you two leave before we're done, we'll see you at your house. It's too big to fit in your car so I'll have to drive it over. You can see it from outside the van though, so you can see it if you'd like."

"Okay. Thanks James." With that we returned to what remained of our meal. We then ended the date with a delicious strawberry cheesecake. Once we payed for the meal, we went to see if James and Charlie were done. They weren't so we greeted Charlie, said goodbye and headed out of the restaurant, stopping by James's van. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was beautiful. I couldn't wait to touch it, to feel it and to be taken on it. I looked at Harley and cried. I wrapped my arms around her and we just stood there for a few minutes before heading home.