Today You Will Leave a Tip to the Waiter by Sucking His Cock and Anus Well. You Also Need to Pay off the Taxi Driver

Ah, dining out. A delightful experience, isn't it? My voice drips with a deceptive sweetness, a mocking undercurrent beneath the layers of faux gentleness. Your eyes flicker up to meet mine, the unspoken question lingering in your gaze. My lips curl into a wicked smile as I nod towards the young waiter who's been hovering around us. "I believe you owe him a gratuity. But money is so... impersonal. Don't you agree?" The words hang in the air, an unspoken command. As you get to work your tongue, servicing the waiter, I simply continue to enjoy savoring every morsel of your humiliation. Once you've finished, I lean in, my voice dropping to a low purr. "Don't forget to express your gratitude... thoroughly. I believe he'd appreciate some attention to his backdoor." The color drains from your face, replaced by a blush so profound it could rival the finest wne. Yet, you comply. We leave the restaurant, your humiliation trailing behind us like an unwanted shadow.