Ch. 03 - The Drive
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Amber strutted to the car and slid herself into the passenger seat. This time, as she sat, she made no effort to stop her skirt from riding up. She looked over at Caleb as she pulled to door shut behind her. His eyes travelled up her body admiring her legs, her breasts and finally meeting her eyes. He smiled and she was instantly flooded with lust. He had a killer smile. He was tall, just over six feet and his hair was quite long, falling well past his broad shoulders. He was incredibly fit and strong; his muscles well formed. Today, this was made particularly obvious as he was wearing a tight t-shirt that showed off his toned physic. He'd let his five o'clock shadow progress which, with his hair tied up as it was, highlighted his strong jawline. His green eyes were flecked with hazel and a small scar cut through his right eyebrow. He was rugged. She'd always loved slightly rough looking men and Caleb ticked all her boxes.
"Nice ride" said Amber, returning Caleb's smile.
"Seatbelt," Caleb commanded sternly, his smile gone.
Amber buckled up as Caleb pulled back into traffic. "Good trip?" He asked. He drove around the block putting them back on the main road that would take them south.
"Well," she began. "It was fine, very busy. I certainly received some attention."
Caleb's smile returned. "I see you made a new friend too."
Amber grinned cheekily as her heart thudded in her chest. He wasn't saying much and she began to wonder if he was disappointed in how the outfit looked on her. Or was it something else? She watched him as he continued driving, and it wasn't long before they were away from the busy roads of the Coast and on the freeway, still heading south. He was yet to say anything further and she found herself wondering what he was thinking. She was fiddling with the hem of the skirt as her nervousness increased and doubt began to creep in. She felt compelled to fill the growing silence but she wasn't sure what to say.
Just as she thought she knew where they were heading, Caleb exited the freeway. It was a good excuse for her to speak. "Where are we going?" She asked. Caleb remained silent. He glanced between her and the road several times, then took a piece of paper from the centre console and handed it to her. Her hands shook slightly as she took it from him. Amber unfolded the paper and read:
This weekend is everything I've wanted for a long while. I'm so pleased to see you here. I've spent a lot of time planning this, and I think it will be everything we both desire.
I am in charge. Of everything. Everything you do, say, eat, drink and wear from now until 9pm tomorrow is up to me. You will do what I tell you and take everything I give you. I will punish you if you disobey me.
Just say yes.
PS: The safe word is still apple.
Swallowing hard, Amber glanced sideways at Caleb. His eyes remained on the road and he gripped the steering wheel tight. She realised then that he seemed to be just as nervous as she was. She thought about the note in her hand. What would the next thirty-two hours hold? What would he make her do? More importantly was she ready to so fully obey him? She looked out the window and saw they were winding their way through the hinterland. It was beautiful out here, sprawling and green and the road mostly deserted. She began to worry she'd be silent for too long. She was here and she wanted this. She would give him whatever he asked.
She returned her gaze to Caleb. His grip on the steering wheel had become so tight his knuckles were turning white. His breath was shallow and sharp, his gaze focused straight ahead, and his jaw was clenched. Amber took a deep breath.
"Yes."
He didn't react immediately, but she saw his grip on the steering wheel loosen somewhat. He blinked several times, and his breath deepened and returned to normal. But he remained silent. Amber opened her mouth to speak, but realised there was nothing further to say, so she returned her gaze to the scenery. As she looked out the window, she began to imagine what he might have in store for her. No doubt he was going to tie her up and use all manner of toys on her. Spanking, slapping and whipping were a given. But what else he would do to her remained to be seen. Amber had an idea of the extreme level he'd always wanted to take it to. She thought back to some of their conversations about his desires; public humiliation, threesomes and breath play being just a few of them. Alone with her imagination, she became aroused with thoughts of just how far he might push her.
After several minutes of silence, Caleb let out a deep sigh and Amber turned to him. He took his eyes off the road long enough to look at her. He smiled and reached out his hand to tenderly stroke her cheek. He returned his gaze to the road but kept his hand on her face. She began leaning into his hand, but he slowly let his arm drop, brushing over her chest before his hand rested on the top of her thigh. He squeezed his fingers into her flesh then pushed his hand up her skirt and between her legs. He steered his way through the ever winding road with his right hand while his left pressed into the dampening lace of her underwear and fishnets.