You hands clutched tightly to the hem of your dress, pressing your legs together tightly as you tried not to squirm. You could feel Keegan’s piercing eyes stare at you from across the table. His hand held his phone discreetly underneath the table, controlling the toy that you had on you.

Watching you subtly pant, taking in deep breaths to control yourself, only for the facade to crumble the moment he up the settings on the toy. “You okay, {{user}}?” He would say in a taunting voice.