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Get your own Free Home PageAlthough this is not a play it may get confusing as to who's who so here's a cast of characters:
HIM - the narrator
HER - the narrator's signifacant other
READER1 - A kibitzer (Male)
READER2 - READER1's special friend (Female)
QUILLIS - The Author (Me)
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS - You
With all that straightened out let's begin.
HER: Are you going to tell me another story?
HIM: No. I going to tell them a story.
HER: Who are all those people?
HIM: That's the audience. Actually they are an assembly of horny readers and they want to hear about that time with the waiter.
HER: You're not going to tell them about that?
HIM: Yes and although I probably don't need to say this, feel free to interrupt and correct me.
HER: Don't worry, I will. But if they are the audience who are those two over there.
READER 1: (Trying to do something that may not be illegal but is definitely immoral) I think he means us.
READER 2: (Fighting him off) Hi there. We're the Greek chorus.
HER: Does that mean he puts his thing in her ...
HIM: No! It's a literary device.
HER: Like the devices you use on me?
HIM: Not quite.
HER: O.K. Now who's that guy over there?
HIM: He's the author and sort of referee.
HER: If he's the author why isn't he telling the story?
HIM: Don't ask.
HER: O.K. but there is one little thing I'd like to mention.
HIM: What?
HER: I don't want to appear prudish but since we have an audience don't you think I should put some clothes on?
HIM: Ask them.
HER: Should I put some clothes on?
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: NO!!
HIM: I guess that answers your question. Besides, the sheets are covering your lower half so you can have a little modesty. Is that O.K. with you folks?
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: HISS, BOO!
HER: Tough luck guys. The only way you get to see more of me is if he ties my hands to the bed.
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: YES!!!
HIM: Your public awaits.
HER: Great, first Cousin Larry and now this.
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: YAY!!!
HIM: Here, let me tie your legs open too.
HER: Do I have a say in this?
HIM: Do you want to ask them?
HER: Never mind. Go ahead. ... Is that better?
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: PANT PANT
HER: At least I'm not the only one bound and helpless.
READER 2: (struggling against her own ropes) Hey, how'd you do that so fast?
READER 1: (Laughing lecherously) Heh heh.
QUILLIS: Maybe you better get on with the story.
HIM: It was a dark and stormy night.
HER: It was clear and the stars were out.
HIM: Whatever. It was very late and we decided to go out for dinner. We got to the restaurant just before closing and by the time we finished eating we were the only customers left. The waiter handed us the check but someone wanted to have dessert.
HER: They have great desserts there. You should try them. They're really delicious.
READER 2: (Now bound in a position heretofore unknown by humankind) I don't dare. I'm on a diet.
HER: You're kidding. I'd die for a figure like yours.
READER 2: (Slightly distracted by what READER 1 is holding) Thanks but if I start eating rich desserts I'll lose it for sure.
QUILLIS: Ahem. The story?
READER 1: (Approaching READER 2:) I'll keep this one busy so she won't interrupt for a while.
HER: Sorry but they really are great desserts.
HIM: Anyway, she wanted to stay and wouldn't listen to reason. The poor waiter wanted to close up and go home. He even offered to wrap whatever she choose for take out and not charge us if we would leave.
HER: You can't take baked Alaska as take out. Really.
HIM: She pouted and generally acted like a spoiled brat.
HER: Did not.
HIM: So in desperation I promised to spank her when we got home.
HER: I love it when he does that. He's so cute when he tries to be stern.
READER 2: (With a tiny little grimace) Don't you feel sorry for them. They try to be so manly and they're just little boys playing at being tough. Excuse me. If he's going to use that on me I might give a bit of a scream.
HER: Go right ahead. It's no good to try and hold it in.
READER 2: (After most adorable blood curdling scream) Thanks.
HER: You're welcome.
READER 1: (Stepping back from his work) I think she was talking to me.
HER: Sorry.
QUILLIS: Will somebody continue the story.
HIM: She didn't change her behavior so I threatened to give her what she needed right there in the restaurant.
HER: I really get turned on when I know he's going to spank me so my panties were well on their way to getting pretty wet. Can I say panties here?
HIM: You're tied spread eagle and naked. You can say whatever you like.
HER: Thanks.
HIM: You're welcome.
HER: Where were we?
HIM: You were telling them about your wet panties.
HER: Well, they were. And when you mentioned spanking me in front of the waiter I really got turned on big time. Of course I never expected you would actually do something like that but just the idea was exciting.
HIM: I knew how you were reacting to the suggestion and that's why I decided to push the issue a bit. I told her how I would make her bend over the table while I raised what little there was of her skirt.
HER: It was the nicest little mini-skirt but you have to be careful when you sit down or the whole world knows what color panties you're wearing.
READER 1: (Somewhat muffled due to the location of his mouth) I like dresses like that.
READER 2: (Appreciating the location of the aforementioned mouth) Every time I wear anything like that you spank me.
READER 1: (Lifting his head) What's your point?
READER 2: (Sighing) Never mind. Go back to what you were doing.
HIM: I saw her getting more excited and I spoke loud enough for the waiter to hear as I augmented the details. I suggested having him hold her arms while I pulled her panties down and after I warmed the surface, he could spank her till he was satisfied she had learned to show a little manners.
HER: His eyes opened real wide but he maintained his cool. I, on the other hand, was dripping all over the chair. The idea of a public spanking was getting awful close to reality and I was scared and turned on beyond belief. Never the less, it was humiliating to hear him say things like that so others could hear. I tried to laugh it off and show the waiter it was just a joke but I couldn't speak.
HIM: But he did. Without missing a beat he suggested clearing the table and moved the plates and stuff to a neighboring table. I stood up and she was looking scared.
HER: Looking scared? I was petrified. The two of you had me boxed in so escape was impossible.
HIM: You could have called for help.
HER: Yeah, sure. And invite the kitchen staff to have a shot at me too? Besides, just because I was terrified doesn't mean I wasn't wanting it.
HIM: I wondered about that. You didn't balk when I took your hand and helped you to your feet. Her skirt rode up nicely as she put herself on the table.
HER: That's why I wore it but I wasn't planning on having my ass on display in the restaurant.
HIM: It was displayed nicely and all it needed was one garment less.
HER: I thought I would die when you pulled them down.
READER 2: (Now tied in more humane position with her own cute little bottom ready for special attention) He bared your rear end right there in public?
HER: I wouldn't talk if I were you.
HIM: Her face was bright red and I assured her that color would be shared by other parts of her anatomy. I demonstrated the method we would use for about five minutes ...
HER: Five minutes? Ha! More like an hour.
HIM: It may have seemed that way to her but it was only five minutes and boy, did she struggle. Its a good thing the waiter had a good hold on her or she might have fallen off the table and hurt herself.
HER: Isn't it nice of them to be so concerned about us hurting ourselves when they're spanking the hell out of us.
READER 1: (Spanking the hell out of READER 2) Happy to know you appreciate our interest in your well being.
HIM: I took over holding her down and he administered the rest of her punishment.
HER: For an HOUR!
HIM: Actually he spanked her for only about ten minutes and then the kitchen staff who had heard her whining ...
HER: Screaming!
HIM: Whatever. The kitchen staff joined us and each gave her a few more swats. It did her a world of good and they invited us back any time but preferably at closing and dinner would be on the house.
HER: Providing I ended up on the table with the end they were interested in readily accessible.
READER 1: (Taking advantage of READER 2's position to use her for more basic sexual purposes) Where is this place?
READER 2: (Enjoying READER 1's taking advantage of READER 2's position to use her for more basic sexual purposes) Don't tell him. He'll have me tied and available to the other patrons as well as the staff all night.
READER 1: (Stopping momentarily and inducing moan of frustration from READER 2) What's your point?
HIM: It's on Third and Elm.
HER: And they have great desserts.
ASSEMBLY OF HORNY READERS: TUMULTUOUS APPLAUSE
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