Dinner Date Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Dinner Date Ch. 01

... Seriously?" The fat chubby face of Percy turned four shades redder than before.

"Well, you know our names I think it's time you told us yours." Lady Scorch demanded.

"Mistress Stephanie", the fat man started yelling at the same time, "If you know what's good for you, you will tell these men to unhand me at once."

Stephanie hated the idea but nodded to her two bouncers who let him go.

After finally getting control of myself I said simply, "Robert Patrick Coats, formerly of Tennessee, you phony piece of shit." looking straight at Percy.

Have you ever seen those old cartoons when you were growing up of someone who was completely shocked by something? They would split trying to go in four different directions, their head exploded while their eyes and tongue both popped out of their head? That was what it looked like when the phony recognized me finally. It was everything I had hoped it would be and so much more. The color in his face went from dark vivid red to instant pale. His eyes actually did almost pop out of his head. But the funniest was when he tried to breath. It was like he was trying to inhale and exhale at the same time. The wheezing was the most curious noise I had ever heard. It went on for several seconds until Jack reached out and slapped him bringing him back to his senses. Damn. Why hadn't I thought to do that first?

"Th... th...that's n... not possible."

"And why would that be? I thought you didn't know me? Well, here I am you walking ...

... overstuffed pile of..."

"Patrick." my wife shouted. "Remember why we're here."

My rage was getting the better of me. I had to calm down. If for no one else, then for my wife. I couldn't risk leaving her here alone. "As always, you are the voice of reason my love." Turning back to the two ladies I began with the abbreviated version of the story and what we had subsequently found out so far. "She is going to make a confession on tape, of the assault and anything else she may wish to before we begin. If she fails to complete the punishment, she and the taped confession will both be turned over to the police. I take it you're supposed to have ties in the DA's office?"

"We do, but I want to speak with this woman and with the one who was abused." Lady Hilda spoke.

"Please. Debby is the victim. She's sitting over here with my wife."

"Wife!?!" Percy shouted.

I jumped back into his face and spoke softly enough that only those close by could hear. "You forget yourself fatty. I know not only who you were but also what you were. Open your mouth one more time and your life here will be as useless as the one strapped to the cross. Now sit in that chair and shut your face." With that I turned back to the group as the ladies started to question Debby. My wife; bless her; refused to leave Debby's side and offered her whatever encouragement she needed.

Satisfied we proceeded to the cross where one of the women gasped as she saw who was tied to it. "I take it you know her ...