The weekend arrived, and Marcus decided it was time to take things outside their bedroom. Lila felt a nervous thrill when he told her his plan over breakfast. He handed her a small, sleek remote-controlled vibrator and a bottle of lube.
“Put this inside you before we leave for the bar tonight,” he said calmly. “You’ll wear it the entire evening. I control it. And you will behave like my perfect, obedient wife no matter what.”
Lila’s cheeks flushed, but her p***y clenched at the thought. She slipped the smooth toy inside herself in the bathroom, feeling it settle snugly against her g-spot. The remote stayed in Marcus’s pocket.
They went to a quiet upscale bar downtown — dim lighting, soft jazz playing, leather booths. They sat side by side at a corner table. Lila wore a simple black dres
