This I knew would be more difficult. At least when I was wearing the plug at work, I could choose not to interact with others. But now, Daddy was requesting that I wear it while having dinner with some close girlfriends, and some of their friends I didn't even know. Before I entered the restaurant, I put the plug in and texted him that I had arrived. He instructed me to request permission to remove it in 20 minutes.
I went into the restaurant and found all four other girls seated and I joined them. There were the initial hugs for my two friends, one of whom was visiting from out of town, and the introduction to the two new girls I hadn't met before. I quickly sat down, feeling the plug slipping from my asshole. Daddy had requested that I also squirm into it three times, so I did.
For some reason, the plug was much harder to take this time. Was it because I had to interact with people? Was it because I was more out in the open in public? Was it because I had been practicing too much? I couldn't determine, but it was very difficult to concentrate on what most people saying and I couldn't take my mind off of the growing discomfort of the plug digging deep into me. Every laugh or giggle made it that much harder to keep in. All of a sudden, another woman joined us who I hadn't met, and I had to get up to let her into the the place where the extra chair was. I was very nervous about the plug slipping out completely. I clenched my buttocks tightly so as not to have what would surely be a quite embarrassing moment.
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