Dark One


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Chapter 28

Richard carefully closed her purse, but did not snap it. He took off his top hat and put it on the floor in front of him, and put his white gloves inside of it. Afterwards, he put one arm around her and leaned back in his chair. "What a wonderful show this will be."

"So," said the woman on Jennifer's side. "Have you heard anything about the show?"

Jennifer was about to reply, when she remembered that she was effectively gagged. She just shook her head and hoped that the woman would not try to engage her in more conversation.

"This show was hot years ago," the woman said. "I think Tim Rice wrote it, if my memory serves me right," rambled the woman. "Have you seen anything else of his?" she asked.

Jennifer shook her head again. "Sorry to be rude. My name is Judy. Yours?" she asked.

How do I answer *that* with a headshake? Jennifer thought. She looked at Richard with imploring eyes.

"I'm Richard, and this is Jennifer," he said. Jennifer sighed in relief through her nose. "I think that the show is about to start."

Judy nodded and looked at the stage. Sure enough, the lights started to darken. When the theater was nearly black, she felt Richard's hand snake over to her purse and take something out of it. Her eyes had not yet adjusted, so she was not sure what he had taken.

Jennifer felt his arm snake through the slit in her dress. She felt something rubbery pressing against her wet vagina. Richard did not try to push it into her, but simly rubbed it against the outer lips and ran it through her pubic hair.

A spotlight illuminated the stage and followed an actor as he walked to the center of the stage. She heard him give an introduction about the musical, but the motions inside of her dress were driving her to distraction. There's wall to wall people here! Jennifer thought. I don't believe I'm here, doing this!

Richard slowly twisted the rubber phallus, and started to work it between her legs. Even with Jennifer straining to spread her legs, the restraints kept her thighs almost touching. Richard was able to make only slow progress towards his goal.

The narrator finished his speech, and the spotlight went out. Jennifer wriggled and slid down in her chair. She would have slouched if the extremely tight corset would not have held her torso rigid. This twist made her pussy somewhat more acessible, and she could feel the dildo slowly working its way inside of her.

Jennifer found herself breathing very quickly. The sound of her breath through her nose was louder than she would have liked. Jennifer prayed that their neighbors would not notice the shenanigans taking place next to them.

The stage was lit now only with two spotlights. A man and a woman came on stage, dressed in relatively modern attire. After a bit of dialog, they started to sing a slow duet.

To Jennifer, the action on the stage was as important as background music in a grocery store. The seats in the audience were still in almost complete darkness, and Richard continued to worm the phallus inside of her. Jennifer's excitement continued to build as he pushed it further and further inside of her.

As the duet ended, Richard had pushed the dildo as far as it would go inside of her. She could feel his fingers tickling her pubic hair, coming close to her clitoris...

The spotlights went out. The arm that had been around Jennifer now moved as he still toyed around inside of her. She felt him open up her purse and take out something else.

The whole stage seemed to light up, and the first few rows were suddenly awash with light. Richard calmly pulled his arm out of her dress. Jennifer looked around quickly. Judy, the woman next to her, seemed to be oblivious to it, and her attention was focused on the stage. However, the man on Richard's side was giving the two of them a long, hard look.

The props on stage had been changed to resemble a small town in winter. The stage filled with two dozen performers dressed in their winter finery. After a few minutes of dialog, the performers started in on a meandering, multipart song.

Not wanting to attract attention, Jennifer pushed herself back into her seat. The dildo was still inside of her, and was not in any hurry to leave. Jennifer twisted her hips and thrusted ever so slightly, but that could not bring her any closer to a conclusion.

Jennifer moaned softly and looked over to Richard. He was staring intently at the stage, with a smile on his face. His hands were folded together on his lap, hiding something that she could only see the barest bit of. She wanted to ask to leave *now*! She was so hot... both sexually and physically. She could tell that sweat was building up in the rubber that she wore under the dress. But with the concealed gag in her mouth, there was no way for her to voice her desire.

Finally, the number was done. The performers filed off stage, and the lights slowly dimmed. Just as darkness came over the theater, Richard's hand was again under her dress. Something round and hard slid against her rubber covered flesh. She was thrilled when she felt it sliding towards her wet and ready pussy.

Richard pushed it inside her, above the dildo. To Jennifer, it felt like a small hard egg had been pushed inside of her. He had to work it inside of her, and Jennifer again slid down in her seat to aide him. The egg was now nestled in between her labia lips, above the dildo. It was ever so close to her waiting clitoris. She felt some sort of wire coming out from it, leading out through the slit in her dress.

The lights slowly returned, this time with three spotlights on the stage. Jennifer did not even try to keep her attention on the stage. Instead, she looked down and tried to see what Richard had done.

A thin black wire now led out from her dress and went to a small box that was in Richard's hand. He was looking at her with a smile on his face. As the orchestra started and the three performers started to sing, he pushed one of the buttons on the control.

The egg inside of her woke up and buzzed inside of her. It was for less than a second, but it was enough to make Jennifer spasm in surprise. Her legs shot out, and she tried to grap the handrests of the chair. The restrains of the pursestrap held, but the motion of her secretly bound legs was visible. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Judy was looking at her. As the vibrations died, she looked at the stage, carefully lowered her legs, and worked her way back into her chair.

Every time that the music hit a particularly loud volume, Richard would make the egg inside of her vibrate for a few seconds. There was never enough to get close to an orgasm, but always enough to keep her aching for more.

Eventually, the song ended, and the lights died once again. Jennifer wriggled in her seat, trying to move the dildo and the egg around within her. With her legs restrained together, the vibrations had felt so intense within her that she was sure that it would take less than thirty seconds for her to orgasm. Richard had never come close to allowing her that long of a period of stimulation.

The next number, involving a half dozen actors, was more of the same for Jennifer. A sudden pause in the song caught Richard unaware. Before he could switch it off, there was a second of silence that was filled only with the sound of the vibrating egg concealed withing Jennifer's outfit.

Judy looked at her sharply as Richard turned it off. She looked like she was about to say something, then the song suddenly resumed. The young man seated next to Richard also looked over. Jennifer could not be sure, but she thought that she saw a smile on his face.

Richard was more cautious for the rest of the song. He sent only brief second-long pulses of electricity into the egg, sending Jennifer into another spasm of frustration.

The song ended, and the full lighting returned to the theather. Intermission! thought Jennifer. People slowly started to get up and head for the lobby.

Richard concealed the controls by tucking them inside of her dress. She could feel the control box rolling around loose inside the shiny black satin.

Judy was very quick to leave her seat. The man on Richard's side stayed in place as his female companion left her seat and headed for the door.

I won't make it through two more acts! Jennifer thought to herself. I'll be moaning and trying to scream by halfway through the second! With no other way to communicate her desire, she carefully moved her balance forward and tried to stand up.

Jennifer made it only a few inches out of her seat, but Richard saw her attempt. "Need to stretch your legs?" he said with a smile on his face.

Stretch my legs now? she thought, rolling her eyes. Richard stood up and helped her get to her feet. The man seated next to Richard had his eyes locked onto her prominent breasts and tiny waist in the form fitting black satin dress.

As Jennifer took tiny steps forward, she felt a tugging in her vagina. Oh god! The egg is still in there, and the controls are swinging free! She tried to clench her legs together, but that did little good. Just after they passed in front of the man, she felt it pop loose from her. There was an audible 'thunk' as the device hit the floor.

Richard seemed oblivious to it, and Jennifer had no way to communicate her problem to him. She continued on, with her cheeks turning red. As she made it a few seats down, she looked back and saw that the man had picked up the wet black plastic egg and control box. He started to say something, and halfway made it to his feet. But then , after he took a closer look at it, he sat back down, and carefully bundled up the sex toy. It looked like his cheeks were turning red, too, but there was a mischevious smile on his face.

Richard apparently saw that too, but didn't say anyting about it. Jennifer slowly made her way up the aisle, with the dildo wriggling around inside of her. By the time that they had almost entered the lobby, she thougth that she could feel that starting to slide out as well.

Richard guided her to the ladies's room, but Jennifer shook her head. It's not like I could do anything in there! she thought to herself. Instead, she used her nose to point towards the main exit.

"Need a breath of fresh air?" he asked. Jennifer nodded emphatically. He guided her out towards the door, and she could feel the dildo sliding out with each step.

Somehow, she managed to clench tight enough to keep it inside of her while they were in the lobby. Richard held the door open for her, and allowed her to take tiny hobbled stepps through the doorway in her seven inch heeled shoes. Her feet were again starting to bother her. As Richard closed the door behind her, she felt the dildo drop free and hit the pavement below.

The sun had nearly set, and Richard did not seem to notice the fallen sex toy. Jennifer headed along the sidewalk, and tried to talk through her gag.

"I hate to break the mood and take off your stylish hat. Have you had enough fresh air yet?" he asked. Jennifer shook her head. "It will take us awhile to get back into the theater. We really have to leave now to make it to our seats by the start of the second act.

Jennifer shook her head again. "What is it?" he asked. "Don't you want to see the rest of the show?"

Jennifer shook her head, emphatically, then moaned and wriggled up next to him. She thrust her hips against him as best she could in her restraints.

"Ah! You are in a mood for something more... romantic?" he asked. She nodded and grunted in assention. "If you insist, my love," he said. "But our ride will not arrive for another hour and a half. If we don't go back in, we will have to amuse ourselves in other ways."

Jennifer nodded again. Slowly, a part of her realized what he had said, what he had called her.

He had said 'my love'. Jennifer nearly lost her balance in her seven inch heels and hobbled ankles as the implications of that that sank in.