Soap and Moon are the remote controlled vibrator couple. I know this, it was revealed to me

They absolutely are.

Walking around with a vibe nestled so sweetly in your pussy, it's a little uncomfortable actually walking but you're getting used to it. The game is simple: you do your grocery shopping, and every time Johnny sees you he turns up the vibrator until you see him, he even gives you a head start.

You push your cart through the store, glad for the long skirt and nun's habit that keep eyes off you, glad for the clatter of wheels that hide the soft sound of the vibrator running. You run through the open part of the store first, grabbing fruits and vegetables as you scroll through the list on your phone. You feel the vibrator increase a click and look up from your phone. Johnny meets your glare with a smile and waves, the remote in his hand a bright eye catching pink. You look away quickly, your cheeks hot, and feel the vibrations return to a lower more manageable level.

He lets you go, let's you move out of his eyeline and down one of the aisles. You get through two more items on your list before you feel the vibrations against your clit kick up a notch, then another, and another as you look around. You don't see him. It's an aisle you should be able to see him. Another click and you feel yourself tense, the vibrations pulsing against your clit with tingling pleasure. It's sharp and tight in your stomach. Another two levels in quick succession and you double over, gripping the push rail on your cart as you squeeze your eyes shut against the clench of your cunt.

A warm hand settles on your ass, slides down between your legs and cups your cunt, rocking the vibrator against you through your skirt and panties. "Johnny," you warn, pressing back into his hold. He kisses your shoulder and you feel the vibrator's speed increase to full power. You gasp and Johnny's hand leaves your cunt to cover your eyes, pull your head back against his shoulder. You squirm against him, the vibrator working you up quick. It tightens and tightens in your stomach, your breath hitching as it all shakes and shivers up your spine. Something deep inside you snaps and you arch against Johnny's hold as you come, your cunt fluttering around the vibe.

"Dirty thing," Johnny coos in your ear, "comin' in public."

"Cheater," you breathe, flinching when the vibrator keeps rumbling against you. Your hips rock and flinch, trying to get away from the feeling.

"Special forces love," Johnny's hand leaves your eyes and moves to press between your legs again, holding the vibrator tight against your clit, "you never stood a chance."

My toxic trait is: I will grab you by your chin and force eye contact while I'm knuckles deep in your pussy while we're out in public

Leading you by a leash in public but it's chained to a vibe taped inside your cunt instead

Spanking with an audience

My dom and I went to an all female party in a BDSM club. It wasn't explicitly a BDSM party, but due to the location it was implied.

Since it was my first party of the sort and our first party together, we weren't sure if we'd do anything except watch other people. For me, people watching is a turn-on, so since I was feeling good, I told my dom I'd be up for a public spanking session if she's comfortable with it. After some consideration, she decided she wanted to try it. We got our toys and headed for the X-cross, since we were both interested in trying it before. However, it was already occupied, so we went to another room instead.

It was a big, mostly empty room with multiple options for restraining subs. My dom chose a suspension bar. She kissed me, taking off the see-through black kimono I was wearing, leaving me in my black lacy underwear, black thigh-high tights held up by a garter belt, and black heels. She put cuffs around my wrists and attached them to the suspension bar so my arms were spread apart above my head and I was in a standing position. She kissed me some more, then walked behind me to remove the garters from my backside. She felt up my waist and kissed my neck, biting my shoulder, then told me to kiss her. I turned my head to obey while she groped my ass. Then, she started warming it up with lighter slaps with her hands.

She started the session with me facing the wall, so my ass was nicely on display for the audience that got attracted just after a few slaps as the spanks were very loud in the big room. Especially once my dom took out the long, split leather paddle we both like a lot. Each slap would echo in the room, and soon after starting the session roughly ten women were watching. I barely noticed them since I only saw them when looking over my shoulder at my dom.

Since it was our first time doing something with an audience she made sure to check up on me a lot. She'd take breaks to walk around me and kiss me or whisper into my ear, always asking if I'm ok and if she can keep going. When the first watchers arrived she whispered in my ear that people are watching. I kissed her and reassured her that we can stop any time if she doesn't feel comfortable with it, but she continued.

She worked her way up to harder spanks, getting my ass and thighs pretty red. She wasn't as rough as she usually would be when we're alone as the audience wasn't necessarily into BDSM and some women looked a little shocked at the intensity and left, which made my dom hold back.

Nonetheless, it wasn't so easy to stay upright in heels when she spanked the back of my thighs. Towards the end of the session, she told me to turn around to face the audience. I did like being watched, but actually seeing them made me quite shy. I got embarrassed looking at their faces and instead looked at the floor while she kept spanking me. Since it was the first time, she ended the session not long after reaching a level that made me struggle and cry out in pain.

However, it didn't take long for round two to begin. My dom wanted to be alone with me to fuck me as she's not comfy doing that with an audience. However, both private rooms were occupied so we ended up back where we started. Me with my hands tied above my head and her with the leather paddle, working my ass and thighs. This time, she went harder, actually making me struggle and getting more noises from me. When she reached the level that made me cry out, she'd comment "Ahh that's what I want to hear.". Her slaps were getting harder and they echoed in the room. Again, she told me to turn around and face the audience. My eyes fell on a middle-aged butch, sitting in an armchair right across from me. She was watching us intently, obviously turned-on and interested. At this point, my dom was going pretty hard. She hit the back of my thigh so hard it made whince, but didn't stop spanking me. Instead, she kept going even harder and faster, making me cry out more. This apparently was too much for the butch watching us, so she got up and left.

My dom told me to turn around again and asked if I'm satisfied or if I wanted her to keep going a little longer since my skin was already looking pretty rough. The audience turned me on a lot, so I told her to keep going. She slipped her hand into my string and felt my wetness, then pushed her fingers into me, fucking me. It was even harder to stay upright like that so all I could do was rest my head against her shoulder and moan. I'm guessing at this point the rest of the audience had already left. My dom pulled her fingers out and cleaned them on my thigh. I pouted, saying I would've cleaned them up for her. "I know. You'd love that, wouldn't you? That's exactly why I'm not letting you.". Then, she walked around me again to spank me some more. She kept hitting the same spots, making me whince and cry, which turns her on a lot.

Finally, she unhooked the cuffs from the bar, pushed me against the wall and fucked me right then and there. Noone was watching, but the thought of someone walking in on us and staying to watch turned me on a lot. Unfortunately, she didn't let me cum and also didn't allow me to put my kimono back on. So the rest of the night I was walking around in my underwear, my bruised thighs and ass on display for everyone. The garter belt really accentuated my ass, so I noticed women looking at it with interest, awe, or plain lust. It also caused my dom to grab my ass more. The next day she told me that I looked stunning and although she loves my ass and it always looks great, it looked especially hot framed by the tights, garters and my string so she kept looking at it as well.

so when is it my turn for someone to hear the wet sounds of my dripping cunt as i desperately try to get off in a bathroom stall at work? when is it my turn for that someone to chuckle and call me a desperate slut?? when is it my turn for them to have me unlock the stall door so they can come in finish me off themself???