Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish to read Cynthia and Sage partake in.
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With my cut up dress off, and standing naked in the back parking lot of a drug store, I followed Sage to the back of the car. She popped the trunk before reaching in and pulling out the supplies to blindfold me, gag me, and cuff me. Quickly, she had all three devices secured to me, and grabbing ahold of me arm helped me into the small trunk space of her car. I had my knees bent up to better fit into it, and was surprised that I wasn't as uncomfortable as I thought I'd be. Before she close the lid to the trunk she spoke to me.
"What a sweet little slut you are. This might have to become a common way for you to ride around with me. l like the idea of having a hidden slave in the trunk of my car as I drive about doing my errands. It's definitely a good look for you."
I then heard the lid latch shut, which was soon followed by the sounds of Sage entering the car and starting it up. I could feel the vibrations of the engine reverberating through the floor of the trunk, and soon began to sense the motion as my Mistress pulled away. I was unaware of exactly where we were heading; able only to sense which direction we turned or when we would stop at a light or sign. The cacophony of sounds from the road passing below me, the tires whirling round, and the slight screech of the brakes was almost hypnotizing as I round in darkness of the blindfold and trunk. Soon though the sounds stopped, and I realized that Sage had cut the engine as well.
The sound of her door opening and closing signaled that she had exited the car. I heard nothing else from her, and could only wonder where we were, and what she was doing. Soon I began to focus and begun to hear sounds around me on the outside. Sounds of cars driving slowly by, and other car doors opening and closing. Engines revving, and people talking began to flood into my ear drums. As I laid restrained and removed from sight and speech in the trunk, the world was busy around me. From what I could gather, Sage had stopped at a shopping center of some kind, and it was busy with afternoon shoppers.
The thought crept into my mind, that if they only knew what was concealed in the trunk of the car they casually passed by, their minds would be blown. To see a teacher of the local highschool, naked and tied up in the trunk of a car would be the story of the century. I could feel the arousal building in my pussy as I thought about my situation, and I hungerly wanted to touch myself. However, I knew I could not; not because of the cuffs, but because my Mistress had not specifically allowed me or indicated that I could. So instead, I pushed urge aside and continued to listen and visualize the world outside.
After a few minutes I heard the car door open and close again, with the engine rumbling back to life. We were once again on the move, and still I was unaware of where we were heading. As I rode along on the journey I began to feel the pains of stiff trunk pressing back against my prone nude form. This feeling was however soon push aside as well, as I sensed we were once again coming to a stop. This time however I did not hear Sage get out of the car, but instead could faintly make out that she was speaking with someone. I was unsure exactly what was going on, and shortly the conversation ended. The car began to creep forward before coming to a stop once again. I suddenly realized that we must be in some sort of drive through, and that triggered the feelings of actual hunger I had.
However, as the car once again began to pull forward a strange loud noise emanated from the front of the car that indicated that we were not in a drive through that provided food, but instead one that led to an automated car wash. I instantly began to wonder just how well sealed Sage's car trunk was as I felt the conveyer belt begin to take the car forward. As we entered, my ears were engulfed with the sounds of water and soap assaulting the body of the car. Followed by the pounding and reverberation of the scrubbing brushes. Thankfully, I did not feel any likes slipping through the trunk, and was a bit dumbfounded with the idea of riding through a car wash in the trunk rather than the actual car. Never had I, nor did I ever believe I would be experiencing a car wash in this manner.
Eventually I could hear the roar of the powerful air dryers, as we neared the exit of the wash. The belt pulled the car through the remainder of the service before giving a bit of a nudge forward into the awaiting lot. I felt Sage engage the car into gear and slowly pull away before stopping after a few hundred feet and getting out of the car. The familiar sound of the trunk popping open registered in my ears, I was soon very much on edge as to where we were and who may be around to catch a glimpse of me naked and restrained in a car trunk. Sage's voice helped to calm my nerves some.
"Just grabbing some towels. Those dryers never really get the job done."
With that, the trunk was shut once again, and I sat in my darkness waiting for what was next. After a while, the trunk popped back open, and I felt the thud of damp cloth landing on my side before it was reclosed. Sage had said nothing, but simply tossed the used drying towels onto me to further emphasize that I was her's to use as she pleased. While this should have bothered me, and might have to must anyone else, in some weird way it only further added to my desire to serve my Mistress. To commit wholeheartedly to her will, and trust that she had my best interest in mind. Whether that would considered normal or not, I did not care, I just knew that the way Sage made me feel was a feeling I had never experienced in my life.
Being lost in thought I hadn't noticed that once again we had stopped. It was the sound of Sage's door opening and closing that caused me to snap back to reality. Again, I begun to hear the sounds of a parking lot filter into the cramped trunk. I wondered where we were at this time, and just what exactly Sage had planned. After a long wait, I was delighted and scared to realize Sage had returned. I was scared because how I knew she was back, was from the sound of the trunk being popped open remotely. It was soon followed by the familiar sound of a shopping cart rolling across asphalt. I could sense that Sage had reached the car and had opened the trunk. She then began to place shopping bags into the trunk with my; placing them around me. I hoped dearly that no one was close enough to peer inside to see me, but was also confident that Sage was being cautious with my exposure.
"Just had to pick up a few things before heading over to your place. I'm sure the bags won't be an issue with you back here slut."
