You are out at happy hour wearing a too-short skirt with cleavage &;or nipples up top. You sip a cocktail & appear to be ready to leave the premises with the guy who just bought you a 2nd drink & his flirting has progressed from friendly to leaning in & starting to touch..
Then you see me walking up with "your" hand cuffs chained to your leash.. My stern look makes you set down your glass, hang your head & totally cooperate as I slip everything on & parade you out of there walking two steps ahead of me.. ...any actual shame or embarrasment you might feel is totally offset by the wetness between your legs & the knowledge you may actually be punished but then you will cum more during the next few hours than you cum in an entire month