Dedication:
Thank You Sir, for the deliciously evil ideas you have suggested I use in this chapter. Each new idea helps to make Rodger more believable, and turns Rachael's training up another notch to a new level. To My Muse... Thank You for being there, and Thank You for your continued support. I couldn't have done this story without either one of You.
Foreshadowing:
Rodger has told Rachael they are going shopping, so she needed to get re-dressed. She reaches Sir's side just as he hangs up the wall phone in the kitchen. Rachael is totally unaware of just how Sir has planned to step up her training during their shopping adventures.
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Rodger watched Rachael walk across the living room carpet as he hung up the receiver of the intercom phone. He was just finishing a call to Bradford, the chauffeur, instructing him to bring the limo around so he and Miss Rachael, as Bradford called her, could embark on their shopping trip.
When Rachael had gone upstairs to get re-dressed, minus her panties as Sir instructed, Rodger had finished two shopping lists of his own. One he would give to Rachael once they were inside the mall, and the other he would keep in the pocket of his jacket until they got to the last stop before coming back home.
The limo horn sounded once, and Rodger ushered Rachael from the kitchen, through the living room, opened the front door and moved to stand on the top step outside the front door of the house. Bradford was standing with the rear passenger door open as Rodger nodded to Rachael to get in and then he followed. The door closed soundly, and soon the driver's door opened and then closed.
"To Pierpont Mall, please Bradford. We're going to make a semi-day of it."
Bradford met Rodger's eyes in the rear-view mirror; nodded once, and then pressed the overhead button to raise the security panel that was between the front and back seats. It slid up into place silently, giving a cocoon-like feel to those in the back seat.
Rachael felt as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs... and almost as jumpy. Every nerve in her body seemed to have a life of its own, and she was scared as hell... having no idea what was going to happen next... but she knew something was going to happen; she just didn't know when. She didn't have long to wait.
"Champagne, Pet," Rodger said as he handed her an already half-filled glass. "Don't think about saying 'no' Pet. It wasn't a question. I know you are nervous, and I want you at ease. I have chosen this opportunity to move up some of the finer points of your training schedule during the trip.
"I need to know a few details Pet. My questions are of a highly personal nature, true; but you have no choice but to answer me." He quickly drew a breath then fired his first question.
"Pet? Have you ever had a man's erect cock in you before? If not, I will presume that to mean you are still a virgin."
Rodger gave Rachael a full on gaze, letting her feel the impact of his words as he raised an elegantly trimmed brow in emphasis to his statement.
"Well Pet... answer me. Don't keep me waiting."
Rachael very nearly choked on her swallow of the golden, throat-chilling liquid. She was so taken by surprise at Sir's questions, she could only stare at Him and shake her head as she felt her throat grow numb as the liquid slid down.
"I am confused Pet. Are you saying 'no' to my "still a virgin" statement; or to my question about "ever having an erect cock inside you before"? Which is it?"
"Y-y-yes, I am still a virgin," she stammered.
"And no Sir. I've never had a man's erect cock in me before. I was raised to wait until I was married to experience that... Sir."
"Hmmm." He gave but a moment's thought to her reply, and then fired a third question.
"Pet, since you've never had a man's hard cock enter your pussy before; have you ever taken his hard cock into your mouth and sucked him until he climaxed?"
Rachael felt her face suffuse with heat and knew she must have bright red spots on her cheeks. She could only sit and stare at Sir as she felt herself grow damp at His question, and tried to get into a more comfortable position without having Sir notice... but she didn't quite make it.
His right hand shot out and grabbed her leg, tightly, just above the knee. His Ice Blue eyes drilled into her Blue Topaz ones as Rachael sat, frozen in position.
"
Turn, face me, spread and open
Pet. Now!"
Sir took the near-empty champagne flute out of the girl's numb fingers just a second before her body jumped at the sternness in his command. He watched as she turned to face him, spread her legs apart and pull the lips of her pussy wide open as she exposed the pink interior to his view. Rachael knew His inspection was coming next, but she was not prepared for what would come after that.
Roger put his hand between Rachael's legs and shoved two fingers into her open pussy. His fingers immediately sank past the second knuckle of both fingers and into the pool of wetness he knew he would find inside her opening. He had smelled her arousal when he had asked her if she had ever sucked a man's cock until he climaxed, and was very pleased when she said she had not. He would be the first for her. He would claim her as his in more ways than one.
Rachael's back arched as she drew air deeply into her lungs through her nose; and her head threatened to fall back when she felt Sir's fingers begin to move inside her. She knew she was wet and Sir's fingers were only serving to make her wetter. She felt a groan building deep in her throat, but she also knew she couldn't let it slip without Sir's permission.
She felt Sir's breath, hot on her neck as his voice whispered against the shell of her ear.
"You may groan, and speak, Pet. I know you want to."
She merely nodded, and felt the hair brush against her ear as the waves of pleasure crashed their way through her body and she could hear the little noises His fingers were making as they moved in and out of her in a slow rhythm. Her head fell back and she felt the groan building deep in her throat and she let it slip between her pink rouged lips and she whispered softly.
"Oh God! Yes! More... please Sir!"
The rest of her breath was expelled in a deep, long, soft; sigh as she felt her wetness begin to increase and start to flow. She felt the gooseflesh rise on her thighs and a tingling sensation went down her legs to her feet and back up again as she felt her hips begin to respond to the movement of Sir's fingers.
She startled when the intercom that had been installed in the ceiling of the back seat, crackled to life and she heard Bradford's soft tones announce that the Mall was in sight and they would be at the main entrance shortly.
Her insides cringed as Sir quickly withdrew his fingers from inside her wetness, and then using his left hand, pressed the button next to the speaker and responded. He quickly dipped his hands into the melted ice in the champagne bucket and dried his fingertips on the linen napkin that had covered the bottle.
"Make yourself presentable Pet. I wanted you in a state of arousal for there is one more thing I want to do before we exit the car."
Rodger suddenly pulled Rachael forward and over his lap, lifting the back of her skirt so the soft cheeks of her ass were exposed before him. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and withdrew the plastic bag he had secreted in there early this morning after he'd sterilized the medium-sized butt plug he had used last night.
"Reach back and pull your cheeks apart Pet. Yes, that one more thing is that hated butt plug I put in you last night. You are to wear it again while we're shopping. You will be wearing it for at least two hours today; and if you are good while you are wearing it, I will remove it at our last stop before we reach home."
Rachael reached back with her left hand and pulled at her left cheek until Sir told her to stop; that was far enough. Next thing she felt was the cold droplets of the liquid lube Sir had used when He removed that plug from her last night. Then she felt Sir's finger press against her resistance until He could lube inside her.
She tried not to move or clench or freeze when she felt Sir begin to push the plug into the center of her dark place. But she couldn't help it. She still wasn't used to it and she felt the smack before she heard it as she tightened up as Sir pushed and the tip of the plug slid into her and was slowly followed by the rest of the body of it.
She winced when she felt the stretching caused by the rounded part of the bulb as Sir pushed it the rest of the way inside until only the base was all that showed as a way of showing she wore anything. But only she and Sir would know it was there.
"All right Pet. Get up and sit down as you let that feeling of fullness begin to spread through your ass. You didn't take it as well as you should have.
