I walk up to the dark car, heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, looking around and trying not to look suspicious, or conspicuous. It's not easy wearing a dress that barely covers my arse, and nothing underneath, with pigtails and sky high heels. The door opens and I climb in as I was told to do, he begins to drive as soon as the door is closed, and opens my legs with one hand, pinching my thighs sharply, but not very hard, his arm pushing me back against the seat. He drags a nail gently down my leg, stopping centimetres from my sex, which is slick already. I'm desperate to ask him to finger fuck me, but I know better than to speak without permission.
As we drive through the town, I realise that I am a moaning groaning whore, sitting in a car with a man old enough to be my father, at rush hour, people walking by stop to look, trying not to be obvious, and Master plunges three fingers into me at once, then pumps them in and out, his thumb hitting my clit every time, I desperately need to cum, I'm dripping wet, and afraid I'm going to make a mess of his car.
We get to a traffic light, and he stops.
"You have two options slut, either you can cum and spend the rest of the journey naked, and we'll go the long way round, or we can go the short way, you will not be allowed to cum, whatever I do to you, which is it to be?" I go for the last option, the sooner we get to the hotel room and into bed the better.
I'm not prepared for him to undo my dress and expose my breasts, then he opens the sun roof, and goes through a traffic jam between tall buildings, and all the while he's pinching and teasing my nipples, ignoring the passers by who stare, and the deep blush in my cheeks. My nipples are almost painfully hard by the time he goes back to finger fucking me, I try to pull my dress back together over my breasts, and receive a sharp slap on my slick cunt. "Did I tell you that you could put your dress back slut?"
"Sorry Master."
"You will be if you can't obey me."
My only contact before now with this man had been on the phone and the internet, but he'd told me about some of the punishments I could expect if I disobeyed, him, I already have a beating on account for failing to complete one of my tasks on time. I keep my mouth shut and my legs open after that, arms at my sides, trying to concentrate on anything other than his fingers inside me, but it's so difficult to be aware of anything else, let alone concentrate on it.
We arrive at a section of the road where signs announce road works and possible delays. I groan inwardly, that means builders, lots of sweaty men at car window level, the perfect position for anyone to stare at me, sure enough, there they are, about 20 men, mostly topless, all staring licking their lips, putting hands in front of the growing bulges in their trousers. I close my eyes, willing it to be over.
"Open your eyes and show these men how much you're enjoying yourself slut." I open my eyes, and force a smile, then as my guard was down, Master renews his pumping fingers in and out of me, abusing my clit, I shiver with the pleasure, gasping and moaning, I hear a whirring and opened my eyes just long enough to see the window going down, I don't care any more, and maybe I'm even beginning to enjoy myself, I open my eyes again, fixing them on each staring, erect man in turn, groaning louder and louder with the pleasure, and finally coming into Master's hand, falling back into the seat, panting, and cleaning the fingers that had given me so much pleasure with my mouth, tasting my pleasure, drinking my juices.
