One night after a dinner out you tell me that we are going to take a drive. I give you a negative look and you say to me, "it is not your choice." I am impressed by your assertiveness and I feel myself get turned on. At the next traffic light I lean over to you and say in your ear, "I want you". You have no response and when the light turns green you just drive. We continue for a while and suddenly you pull into a secluded church parking lot. You get out of the truck and order me to do the same. I start to say something and you tell me to, "shut up and just stand there." Your tone is stern and I decide to listen. You take off your jacket and forgetting your instructions, I start to ask, "what are we going to do?" You grab my hair and you pull my head backwards. You look very stern and you tell me. "can't you shut the fuck up? I just want to you to listen and do exactly what I say. No more questions, no more comments. I know you want me and I know how you want it, so just shut up and do what I say!" I am breathing hard and I can feel myself getting wet. You are so strong and your toughness is amazing.
As you let my hair go you lightly kiss me on the lips and your free hand grabs my breast. Your grip is firm and my nipples respond to your touch. You pull back and start to take off your belt. As you stand with your belt in your hand you tell me to take off my clothes. I look around at the openness of the parking lot and hesitate. My modesty overwhelms me and I am frozen with fear. You quickly react and I feel the sharp smack of your belt on my thigh and it hurts. I realize the reality of my situation and I slowly start to do what you say. I first kick off my sandals. I then slowly raise my tank top over my head and I am totally grateful that I wore a fancy bra. Then I remove my pants to reveal I have no underwear and you are pleased when you see my completely hairless cunt. My bra fastens in the front and when I unhook it my breasts spring out. When the air hits my nipples they get very hard.
You are watching quietly and I am feeling very uncomfortable. I love the feeling of you enjoying my nakedness but I am also very aware of how vulnerable I am. I unconsciously start to cover myself with my arms and you quietly ask me, "were you given permission to cover your breasts?" I tell you, "no," and I know that I have to be punished for that. You tell me to turn around and lean my stomach against the front of the truck. I do this and you lean over me as your hands rub my ass cheeks. You whisper in my ear, "this will hurt so hold on." I am scared and even before the pain I start to tear. I hate the pain but I need to give into it. I trust you and I know that I need to learn not to think for myself when you are in charge. You pull yourself back and I can hear the belt as it sails through air. The pain as it strikes my skin is intense. You continue to strike me, maybe two maybe twenty hits. I have no idea. The pain all melts into one moment and even against my best efforts to hold back I found myself crying and screaming out in pain. Finally the pain stops and you are over me again. You are rubbing my welts and I can tell you are examining your handy work. My skin is very pale and the redness of your welts are a stark contrast to my whiteness. As you rub my ass I can feel your cock against my thigh. You are hard as a rock.
