I couldn't believe what had happened at MacDougals that night and I didn't know what to tell Steve . So I quickly slipped into the shower and afterwards I was wearing my silk robe. He didn't bat an eyelid as I slid in bed alongside him. That night I secretly touched myself as he slept and couldn't help wonder what the next time would hold.
Next Tuesday soon arrived and I headed down to the restaurant. I arrived at 7.45 and had a coffee before the boss took me to be introduced to the guests.
"Remember this guest is important. I can only protect you while you are an employee," he said "for godsake don't piss him off."
I was led to a table of 6 and introduced to Paulo Rossi and his 5 guests. Mr Rossi looked me up and down and gestured to my boss who held my skirt up revealing my white thighs the swimming costume I wore in place of underwear.
"She will do," he said in a bored voice, "does she have the full uniform?"
"I have yet to issue her with a buzzer," my boss replied.
"Do it now," Mr Rossi instructed." we will need to test it, and I think she should carry a spare."
Unsure of what was to come I stood there, with my arms folded. A waiter handed the manager a box and he took two eggs out. This was no yolk though these were vibrating sex eggs. I was not having this but I remembered what the manager had said. He could only protect me as an employee. This place had Mafia connections. So I submitted as I was lain across two laps My tummy over one and my face in one of the men's laps. My skirt was raised and the bottom of the swimming costume was pulled to one side.
"Do you like garlic butter?" Mr Rossi. asked then he grinned at my indistinct muffled answer.
"I think that was a yes," he said.
The girl applied something that felt cold to my private parts. I could smell the garlic as the butter melted and was worked inside of me. and was followed by an egg in each hole. My clothing was straightened and I was allowed to stand up. I watched Mr Rossi lick the girls fingers clean.
"Mmmm that should keep the vampires away," he murmured and I felt a buzz that jumped to full power and I leant on the table for support.
"Testing," he said with a smile.
They ordered their starters and a big wide bucket was brought out half full of spaghetti.
"Take your shoes off and step in," Mr Rossi instructed.
I stepped in and my feet sunk into the warm spaghetti and as I stood there in Spaghetti up past my ankles my feet started to warm. Afraid of burning my feet I hopped from one foot to the other.
"Shes a natural one of the women," said, we didn't even tell her to stomp the spaghetti."
I found that if I kept my feet moving. I could avoid the worst of the heat so I marched on the spaghetti as it squelched under my feet its stickiness squeezed between my and clinging to my feet. My feet continued to pound the spaghetti as they enjoyed their first course becoming one flat sticky stodgy lump of pasta.
"I think you should sit down and have a rest." Mr Rossi said and a chair was placed behind me. One of the men with him slit my skirt at the back from ass to hem and I sat down on a platter of spaghetti complete with a meat sauce and parmesan. I felt my ass sink into its slimy warmth but was relieved to find out this was only warm. The man behind me held my shoulders so I had to stay there as I was hit by a wave of internal vibrations.
"Oh god." I exclaimed as another platter was dumped on to my head. One of the girls massaged it into my hair whilst the other two massaged it in to my white blouse. My blouse was ruined and spaghetti and sauce pooled in the lap of my black skirt The man with the knife slit my skirt so that the spaghetti avalanched between my thighs . Two of the girls massaged it into my thighs and the crotch of the swimsuit. The man cut my blouse to tatters .They stood me up and much of the spaghetti had fallen off as the ripped the remainder of the skirt and blouse from me.
"I think it is time for the next course," Mr Rossi announced.
As they brought them the desert trolley. The girls pulled the shoulder straps over my arms and rolled the swimsuit down my body. Two of the men lifted me on to a table where a large lump of compacted spaghetti had been rolled out like pastry I was laid on the centre of it on my back and the pasta was wrapped around me like a bandeau around my breasts and lower down like a miniskirt before being slit and wrapped around my pussy and then a third bit wrapped around my tummy I then realise the plastic underneath was actually cling film It was wrapped tightly around the pasta by the girls as the men carefully manoeuvred me. I knew this wouldn't last long as the pasta was too heavy.
I was surprised when my feet was put back into the swimsuit. It was incredibly stretch as they pulled it up my body. They pulled me to my feet arms down at my side and then mummified me from neck to ankles. The cling film was wrapped around me until I was completely immobile. They lay me on the table and I could feel the weight of the sticky pasta as it clung to my body. The vibrations had stopped but were restarted at a fairly gentle pattern.
"Do you buzz inside?" Mr Rossi asked. "would you like to feel these throb inside you? As he spoke his two male companions rubbed their erect throbbing cocks over me face. The buzzing increased and encased I could do nothing. It made me really horny but was strong enough to give relief. They ate their desert as I tried unsuccessfully not to think about being fucked. After dinner they came back to my table. One rested a cock on my face .
"Show us what you would do for satisfaction," he said and I started to lick and suck it.
"Oh yes" I murmured as I felt the vibrations grow inside me. A second cock rubbed against my face. At the same time spaghetti was poured over my feet and a third cock fucked them. The three cocks emptied their load. I started to writhe but the vibrations started to slow and they left the room. Still trapped I lay there. Suddenly the eggs were at fullpower and the girls were back. Each held a magic wand vibrator. They cut through the cling film and swimming costume over my nipples and also over my clit. They pressed the three magic wands against me at full power and a massive orgasm shot through me. The vibrators were still against me and I passed out. I awoke with the cling film and swimming costume cut so I could free myself.
"You had better clean yourself up. See you the same time next Tuesday," the manager said.