Owner: Hey, there, toy.

Owner: Oh tooooooooooy…

Owner: Over heeeeeeere…

Owner: “Oh my god who wants my attention I am TRYING to be on a date here!” hmmmm?

Toy: Owner! I’m sorry for being so flippant! I didn’t expect you to be texting me from… across the table…

Toy: How worried should I be about that grin?

Owner: Oh, you’re exactly as safe as you want to be ;)

Toy: That’s what I was afraid of… so why are we texting instead of just talking?

Toy: OKAY yes omg please let’s use text

Owner: That’s what I thought. As fun as it is to watch you panic about being overheard while I say filthy things to you out loud, it’s more fun to see that cheeky blush when I text it~

Owner: So where was I…

Owner: Ah yes, how tempting it is to order you under the table to serve me with that delicious mouth of yours…

Owner: I suppose we ought to put the phones away to eat our appetizers… but just for fun…

Owner: Remember that little suggestion we were playing with earlier?

Owner: Dial up to 3.

Owner: Now be a good toy and eat your soup before it gets cold. Try not to spill ;)

Toy: Owner?

Toy: …Owner?

Toy: Owner, please can your toy make a request?

Owner: Awwww, didn’t want to use the proper form of address out loud in public? Adorable. I’ll make you do it some other time, though.

Owner: Go for it 🙂

Toy: Owner please… please, it’s maddening… please you’ve been teasing me for 15 minutes… 

Owner: You know, you’re absolutely right.

Owner: It would be cruel to keep just gently teasing you like this.

Toy: W-wait…

Owner: I’ll be nice, don’t worry.

Toy: W-wait, Owner, teasing is just fine…

Owner: No, toy, you said it was maddening. It’s okay, I’ll give you more pleasure if you don’t like the teasing.

Owner: Dial up to 6.

Owner: Fuck I love the way you bite your lip when you’re horny. 

Owner: Why did we go out for dinner anyway? I’d rather my mouth were making you all squirmy like that.

Owner: But it is awfully fun to see you try to keep it together in public…

Toy: P-please, Owner…

Owner: If you can keep it together to thank the server for bringing our meals, I’ll turn it down a little. Dial up to 9.

Owner: Very good, toy. Almost perfect. That little quaver of your voice at the end there means we aren’t going all the way back down, though.

Owner: Dial down to 7.

Owner: Now eat your risotto.

Owner: Okay, my little toy. I’m going to give you a choice.

Owner: Option 1 is I turn the dial up to 10 when the server comes to take our dessert order and it stays there until you finish eating your dessert, and then you get to enjoy the rest of our night out without me fucking with you anymore.

Owner: I’m so glad my sadism still makes you gulp like a fucking cartoon character, my dear <3 

Owner: And you haven’t even seen Option 2 yet.

Owner: Option 2 is I let you off the hook for dessert and we go back down to 3, and then I play with you however I want as soon as you finish eating. 

Owner: I mean, I’ll play with you however I want anyway, and how I want to play with you is by making you choose your own torment~

Owner: And no, you don’t get to know what’s involved with Option 2 once you finish dessert, other than it being fairly safe to assume that I will challenge you. But you do, of course, always have your agency and your safeword if need be. 

Owner: Gosh you’re fun when you get all squeaky. 

Owner: You’ve got it, toy. In fact, I’ll be even nicer than I’d planned.

Owner: Dial down to 2.

Owner: Oh, don’t mind me, I’m just texting my toy while watching you eat that last bite of cheesecake…

Owner: I have never seen a slice of cheesecake last this long in your presence. I’m almost impressed.

Owner: Oh good, you’re all done.

Owner: Dial up to 12.

Toy: ohFUCK

Toy: FUCK FUCK FUCK

Owner: Clever toy, doing your yelling in text so you can keep it together.

Toy: OhhhhhhhhhhhhhhFUCK

Toy: Fck Ownnnnr plsplspls

Toy: fuckgomnacum

Toy: pls pleas turn off

Owner: But I thought you liked cumming! You’re always begging for orgasms at home…

Toy: PLEAE OWNER

Toy: NOt publIC

Owner: Not the most convincing begging I’ve seen from you, I must say… 

Toy: ohhhhhhh fuck pls can’t hold it

Owner: That desperation in your eyes is almost convincing…

Owner: I suppose I could…

Owner: Oh, there you go. Cumming in the middle of this restaurant.

Owner: Guess I’ll have to edge you mercilessly another time.

Owner: Or maybe on the way home. Haven’t decided yet.

Owner: Oh yes, Dial down to 1.

Owner: Either way, that looked like a good one. 

Owner: Don’t worry, you kept it together beautifully. I don’t think more than one or two people noticed anything was amiss. I just know my toy very well.

Owner: Now go to the bathroom, get a good look at that blushing satisfied toy I’m so proud of in the mirror, send me a photo of the mess you made, get cleaned up, and come back.

Owner: We have the whole rest of the night ahead of us.