Walking to the car was a challenge. Between the soreness of her buttocks and thighs from the morning's training session and the totally full sensation from the eggs in her ass and pussy, she moved stiffly and a bit off-balance, a problem made worse by the heels he had instructed her to wear. Slowly and carefully, she slid behind the wheel of the car.
As she settled into the seat, the pressure drove the eggs into her just a bit more, and the sensation simultaneously turned her on and made her feel self-conscious and a bit humiliated, as if everyone on the street could see what was going on. As she pulled away, she heard a text message arrive on her phone. At the first light she checked it. It was from him, and it read "on low until the next light". She reached for the controller and turned on the eggs.
The low buzz inside her was thrilling. The pressure of the seat made it feel like all her insides were shaking. Immediately, she felt the heat begin to build in her pussy. She was wet once more, and driving away from the light, she began to worry about soaking through her slacks again. She tried to wriggle around in the seat a bit to relieve some of the pressure, which reawakened the sting in the thighs and buttocks. That reminder of the morning's training made her that much more turned on, so she stopped.
It was struggle to stay focused on driving, but she managed. The next light was only a couple of minutes away, so the end was in sight. Then, she heard another text come in. As she pulled up to the light, she grabbed the phone. It read "During lights, all the way up, and play with yourself. Back down when it changes. Repeat until you reach work, but be safe!" Her head spun.