Drive 15

He leans back in his chair as he takes you in, the black suit fitting him perfectly. You stand in front of your sir, clad in only the new underwear set he has just given you. You wait patiently to see what direction he will give next. You are enjoying being instructed in what to do to serve your dom's fantasies, and the way he looks at you, the way he can't take his eyes off you, makes it more than worth it.

"Do you have it my little one?" He asks gently and you nod in response. He has already made it clear that when you are alone with him, there are only 2 reasons your mouth is to be open.

"Good girl." The sly smile tugging at one corner of his mouth. "I want you to turn it on and slide it into place now."

Again, you nod in response and take the small toy and turn it on. The flashing light indicating it is fully charged and on. You slide it down inside the front of the new white lace panties you are wearing and adjust it into place. Making sure it is pressed firmly against your clit.

You stand now waiting for the next instruction when there is a sudden low, gentle pulsing from the toy. Your body tenses slightly and your breath stops from the initial surprise. You close your eyes instinctively, enjoying the subtle sensation.

As suddenly as it began it stops and you open your eyes again to see a wider grin across his face.

"Good, was just testing it out. Now my sub, finish dressing in the outfit I have picked for you."

Without hesitation you turn and grab the dress that was chosen for you. You couldn't complain about his taste in fashion you think as you step into the simple yet elegant black dress. The hem line was tastefully above the knee with a sweetheart neckline and thin shoulder straps.

While putting on the heels the toy springs to life in a much more vigorous fashion. You feel your hands begin to shake as you freeze up. The sensation is much more intense this time around.

"Unnhhhhhnnnn." You hear the sound before realizing you are the one making it. Instead of a quick shut off this time, it is a gradual depletion, and the vibration peters out.

"How do you like the outfit I picked for you?' he asks casually. Your eyes still shut tightly as you wait for the last of the tingling sensation to fade. You open your mouth to say you quite like it, but as you do there is another sharp, strong pulse against you. It turns the response into another low moan.

"That's good, I'm glad you like it as much as you do." His voice still infuriatingly calm. "We should go, or we'll miss our reservation. I hope you'll like the place I chose as much as you like the outfit."

Once outside, he escorts you to the car, holding your arm like a gentleman. He opens the door for you and holds your hand as you slide into the seat. Getting into the driver side he starts the car and pulls out onto the quiet residential street.

There is a pulsing tension in the vehicle as neither of you speaks. You have no idea when or if he will send another jolt of pleasure running through you.

He breaks the silence, addressing you in a less formal tone that lets you know he is speaking to you and not just his submissive.

"How are you doing?"

Not exactly sure how to respond, you think for a moment. "I'm good. I love the dress, by the way.

"I'm glad. I figured a little black dress was a safe bet. Plus, you look absolutely stunning in it. But then again, you always look beautiful."

You feel a slight blush touch your cheeks. The simple sincerity in the compliment always manages to do that.

"Where are we going?" You ask in an attempt to diffuse the mild embarrassed feeling. "Now, if I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise. Would it?" He responds with a quick wink.

You smile at that and make to tease him back a little, enjoying the comfortable connection you have. But as you do, a low pulse begins between your legs again and the words die in your throat.

"I have been planning this for some time now and wouldn't want to ruin it."

The car turns off the side streets and onto a main road, picking up speed now. As it does you feel the speed and strength of the pulses increase steadily as well. Your mouth opens wider in a silent moan and you close your eyes once again.

"I should warn you, we are in for a bit of a drive though, so make yourself comfy. Here, let me recline the seat a touch for you." You feel the seat tilt back and you slide down into it. You feel your legs spread just slightly as you do.

"There that looks more comfortable."

The car merges onto a main artery, the vibrations intensify as you do. You can feel how wet you are now. The toy going just strong enough to keep you from catching your breath, but slow enough to be frustratingly pleasant. You slide deeper in the seat, enjoying every second of the blissful torture.

"That's my good girl" you can hear the shift in his voice as he says it, dropping the feigned ignorance for a moment and letting his dominant side appear. "We're just about to hit the highway, so you might want to hold on to something." You feel the car jump forward as he presses the pedal to the floor. The vibrator hitting its max intensity now. You do as suggested and grab the armrest on one side, digging your nails in deep, and grabbing the side of the seat with the other.

"Is everything ok? You seem a bit uncomfortable." He asks watching you from the corner of his eye. "Anything I can do?" You bite your lip and nod slowly, though you are not sure if you want him to keep going or slow down.

You feel yourself slide down further in your seat, opening your legs even wider as you do. You can feel yourself getting closer.

"Here, let me help you." You hear him say. With your eyes still pinched shut, you don't know what it is he plans to do, but as long as he doesn't stop now it doesn't matter. You barely notice as his fingers push back the hem of the dress, but you definitely notice as his hand presses the toy tighter against you.

You feel your mouth opening and closing as if you are trying to speak but no words will come out. He begins moving it around in a smooth figure eight pattern. You inhale deeply at the touch and dig your nails in deeper. You can feel yourself about to tip, you are so close now.

"Are you almost there my sub?" His voice barely audible over the car's engine.

You find your voice and respond "Yes, Fuck. Fuck I'm so close. Mmmm, please." You plead, not even sure what it is you are asking for.

"Mmm I do love it when you beg my slut." His hand stops the figure 8 and let's go of the

toy. "But I am not done with you yet." The vibrator begins to slow now. You hear yourself begging quietly as you bring your legs together, trying to get the sensation back. "Also, we're here" the toy stops, and you can feel how wet it is, pressed against you. You look around confused for a moment trying to understand where you are. You see the restaurant before spotting the face of the valet, looking slightly puzzled, through the driver side window.

"Oh, hold on let me get your door" your master says, hopping out and passing his keys to the still puzzled valet, as he jogs around to open your door. You take his hand and step out on shaky legs. Your face burns with embarrassment, wondering what exactly the valet saw. You smooth your dress down with your free hand, the burn in your cheeks slowly fading but the dampness between your legs still very present.

After confirming your reservation and being guided to your table, your master pulls out your chair and sit, letting him push you in slightly. The table is elegantly set up with a simple center piece and white tablecloth. The dishes and cutlery sparklingly clean.

You watch as he unbuttons his suit jacket and sits across from you. You can finally feel your heart rate returning to normal, though the tension of knowing he could make it spike again at any point lingers.

He asks the server for the wine list and chooses a sparkling white. You scan over the menu trying to decide what sounds good, while trying not to readjust too much. You can still feel how wet you are.

"I've heard the chefs special is supposed to be really good." He says, not looking up from

his menu.

The server returns a few moments later to fill your glasses and take your order. As you go to order the toy starts up again, more than just a little. You squirm instinctively and cover your mouth with your hand, hoping to stifle any sounds you might make.

"She'll have the Chefs special, make it two actually." Your master responds as the server looks to him, seeming to not have noticed your reaction. He nods and turns, walk briskly back toward the kitchen. The pulsing fading as he walks away but never fully going away.

Your master leans in and whispers "How are you doing?"

You don't know how to answer, the tension and teasing making it difficult to form full

thoughts. Instead, you nod and cross your legs under the table.

"Good girl. You are doing very well.' He winks, the subtle gesture making you both want

to punch him and do anything he asks at the same time.

"I really am having a wonderful time tonight." He says as he reaches across the table and takes you hand. You have to force your fingers open, not having realized they were balled up tightly into a fist.

His thumb lightly caresses the back of your hand and you try to focus on that, over the steady, light pulse between your legs. You uncross, then recross you legs, trying to decide if the extra pressure makes things better or worse. Though it doesn't matter for long as the sensation intensifies suddenly, forcing your eyes closed again.

Quietly you hear "Are you ok? You're squeezing my hand."

A breathy "Yes, I'm fine." Is all you can manage. As soon as you finish speaking the

vibrations increase again.

"What was that? I didn't hear you." His voice now with a sly smile in it "My little one." You can literally feel yourself soaking into the material of your panties. You'd feel embarrassed if you were able to feel anything right now.

"Yes, sir." You manage not to moan, though you are dangerously close. "I am fine. Thank you." The vibrations ease up, somehow driving you even more insane.

He squeezes your hand back and you feel a gradual increase in power, beyond what you

experienced so far, as he asks again "Are you sure? Maybe you should go to the bathroom for a moment."

"No, mmm, I am ok." You hear yourself moan slightly this time despite your best efforts. The increase is much sharper this time. Driving home the point. "I think you should take a moment. If you aren't back in a few minutes, I'll come check on you."

You look at him and see the dark desire in his eyes and you begin to understand. You nod and let go of his hand, the intensity beginning to fade as you comply. For the second time tonight, you stand on shaky legs and make your way towards the restroom.

You survey the stalls as soon as you walk in and see that they each have full length, sold wood doors, all of which are standing open at the moment.

You walk to the sink, the vibrations having stopped for the moment. You splash a bit of water on your face and you try to calm your nerves. You can still feel your heart beating hard and heavy, but your breathing is beginning to become more steady.

You stand and begin adjusting your hair, checking to see how you look in the mirror. Just as you make one last check, the vibrator springs to life again. You double over from the sudden sensation, which disappears just as quickly as it started.

You catch your breath and stand slowly, bracing yourself on the sink just in case it starts again.

The door creaks opens and you stand upright quickly, smoothing your dress, praying there is no mark on the back. As you glance out of the corner of your eye, you see your master striding toward you. He closes the gap between the two of as you turn toward him. In one swift motion he pulls you close and kisses you deeply on the lips. You feel his hands grip your hips and wrap around to your lower back. You feel yourself being pushed backward as you melt into the kiss. Following his lead and going wherever he needs you to be.

The latch of the stall door slides into place before he breaks the kiss. Your back pressed firmly to the stall wall as he leans into you. His eyes wild and dark with an unmistakable need to have you. His hands move up your body and cradle the sides of your face. He kisses you again and his fingers slip into your hair at the nape of your neck.

Sharpley, he tugs your hair back and you let out a muffled cry. With his breathing already deepening, he growls in your ear "I want you my sub. Right here, right now." Your only thought is to please your master, to obey and do as you are told.

"Yes sir." You breath out without hesitation, you know your place. You are forced to your knees, but you don't resist. One hand still firmly twisted in your hair, his other begins to undo his pants. You reach up to help and pull away the belt.

As you open the front of his suit pants, he reaches into his pocket and the toy sends a shock wave of pleasure through your system. Your mouth goes wide from the surprise and a low uncontrollable moan starts to escape you, only to be cut off as you feel your masters cock thrust down your throat. Without thinking you grab his ass and grip tightly as he uses your mouth. Face fucking you while the speed and intensity of the vibrator rollercoasters against your clit. Faster, then slowing, softening before ramping up again. The combination of being teased for so long and the intensity of the toy now, has you on edge in minutes.

You feel your masters hand slip from the back of your head to your shoulder. His thick

cock filling your mouth, running over your tongue with each thrust of his hips toward you. His sac slapping against your chin each time and you loving every second of it. Your mind shut off, not thinking, not worrying, just allowing yourself to be used and letting the waves of pleasure roll over you.

"mmmmm fuck, that's my good slut, swallow your masters cock." You hear him practically moan as he starts to pulse. Your body tensing and relaxing now. You can feel yourself so close now. The vibrator reaches its max level and you feel your whole body shake. Your hands desperately grabbing anything they can, digging your nails in for extra grip.

His hand moves from your shoulder and slides up around your throat, gripping just tight enough to put pressure on your windpipe. This tips you over the edge as you feel him starting to cum. One last deep thrust, and you feel him coat the back of your throat as your body convulses slightly. He lets go of your neck and pulls back. The vibrator dwindling down to nothing as you gasp and shake.

You feel you master kneel beside you and pull you close to him. He whispers between gasping breaths "Good girl. You did very well. How are you feeling?"

You swallow and nod, not trusting yourself to say or do much more.

He stands and tenderly helps you up, lending his arm for support as you find your legs again.

"I will give you the choice my little one," his voice having softened from earlier but still in control, "You may leave the toy where it is now or remove it. Either way I will not be using it again tonight."

You try to think but your brain is still not forming full thoughts yet. You finally decide to

leave it as it is. You don't have anywhere to put it otherwise.

After taking a few moments to redress, reset, and resettle yourselves, your master stops and just watches you.

"You know, you really are beautiful." The slight edge of awe creeping into his voice as he

takes you in.

You would feel your cheeks burn if they weren't already flushed from your earlier activity. With his half-smile, he offers his hand "Come on, our food should be just about ready."

The light rain leaves small rivers running down your window during the drive home, distorting the dark rural county side. He has decided to take the back roads through farm country instead of the highway now, enjoying the quiet calm and slower pace. You reach out and let your fingertips trail down the cool glass, following the jagged paths of the drops racing toward the seal at the bottom. Your seat is still reclined from earlier, and you are comfortably leaned back in it, tired from the night's excitement and the delicious meal. You have his suit jacket draped over your legs now however, keeping them warm.

You feel a light squeeze on your other hand, where your fingers are laced in his. You look away from the flow of fields drifting by to him. He has his head cocked slightly with his signature half grin, as if asking without asking "You ok?" and his eyes as soulful as ever. You can't help but smile a little seeing him look down at you with such care in his eyes.

You nod and close your eyes, listening to the soft sound of the rain dancing across the roof of the vehicle. You let your mind drift back through the night's events, replaying the conversation from dinner, and how the wine added to the already pleasant tingling

feeling working its way through your body. The rest of the night had been perfect.

You could feel your mind drifting towards sleep as the car slowed before finally stopping gently.

"we're home." You hear him say as he gently shakes your hand still intertwined with his. You let go of his fingers and reset your seat as he walks around the hood to open your door. You slide his jacket around your shoulders and take his hand for the second time tonight as you step out.

The lights are off inside with the exception of a few small night lights set up through out the interior. You walk in and kick off your shoes, letting the cool floor sooth your burning feet. You drop your purse on the chair next to the door and register the click of the deadbolt sliding into place as he locks the door behind you. You head towards the bathroom without a word, planning to get changed and crawl into bed. First though, you want to remove the toy that has been pressed against you all night.

You turn on the light and close the bathroom door before sliding the toy out from where it had been resting. Now still and silent, but full of potential.

You step out of the bathroom again to put it in its case in the bedside table. The light from the bathroom just bright enough to let you see where you are going.

As you close the drawer and stand you feel his hands on your hips then slide around your waist in warm embrace. You wrap your arms around his and lean into his sturdy frame, swaying slightly in the embrace. You feel his chin next to your ear as he says in a low whisper "How about a massage?"

"yes please" You respond and let go of his arms.

His fingers begin kneading at the tense muscles across your shoulders as you stand there. You feel the small knots unwinding themselves under his touch. You let your head roll back a touch as he works his way out to the edges of your shoulders then back in again.

"I think this is going to get in the way." He says as you feel the zipper loosen at the top of

the dress.

You can hear the coy smile in your own voice as reply "Then it will have to go, won't it?" The zipper progresses down your spine, and you feel the soft touch of his lips on your shoulder as the straps slip off. The dress pools in a black puddle at your feet and you step out of it as you turn to face him. As you wrap your arms around his neck and look into his eyes, you ask "is that better?"

"Much." Seems to be the only reply he can muster.

He offers little resistance as you pull his head down to you and kiss his lips tenderly. The kiss lingers, not with passion and desire, but with a deeper, stronger emotional connection.

As you lips part, his head rising with patient reluctance, he moves his hands from your lower back and guides you to the bed. He motions for you to lay down on your stomach. You settle into place, head and arms propped up on a pillow and his finger begin to work up your back. Starting from the crest of your hips, his thumbs pressing into the tight muscles, kneading in towards the center of your back, then out again. You feel the cool contrast of his lips against your warm skin in the area just covered. Light kisses, barely more than a whisper of his lips against your body. First one side of center, then the other, his hands having moved onto the next band of muscles. You close your eyes and feel any tension you might have had evaporate.