"Last time we met at a coffee shop, I ended up naked, well fucked and smeared in your cum."
"And, is that a problem? Would you rather we played Golf? Seth asks.
"Yuck" Little Vixen says. "No, I'd rather end up a dirty, messy little fuck toy with sore holes, thank you very much."
"Now that's my little Fuck Bunny."
He takes her hand in his. She blushes. Whenever he touches her, no matter how innocent, she gets goosebumps.
"I thought we could do something a bit different today." Seth says. "Keep things interesting."
Little Vixen's pussy squelches. God, he makes her wet.
"Oh, yes."
"Yes. I think its time we start making some of those depraved fantasies you keep on messaging about, true."
"Yummy. That would be fun, especially since playing golf isn't one of them."
"We shall see just how greedy a little fuck toy you are."
"That, Sir, sounds wonderful."
Seth looks at the steaming cups of coffee on the table. He takes cash out of his wallet and puts it on the table.
"Let's go. Perhaps, one day, Fuck Bunny, we will stay long enough to drink our coffee."
"I hope that day never comes, Sir."
She smiles coyly and flutters her eyelids."
"I'd rather you fuck me senseless, Sir, than sit here and drink coffee like an old married couple."
"Right then. We are like minded."
He gets up and holds his hand out. She grabs it and he helps her out of her chair.
"Let's go see just how much stamina you got." He says.
"I can't wait, Sir."
He pulls her against his chest. He kisses her, with one hand under her dress. As instructed, she does not wear panties. As expected, her pussy is soaked.
She looks around nervously. What if people notice him groping her in public. It is a huge turn on of course, but it also makes her so self-aware. It brings out the shyness, self-consciousness and awkwardness she has always felt amongst strangers.
Her cheeks grow red. She wants him to stop. What would the people in the coffee shop think? Yet, she desperately craves his fingers in her pussy. A part of her, feels reckless and brave. She just needs to figure out what part of her is the real her.
"No panties and a pussy wet as a monsoon." He says.
"Good girl."
*
They walk briskly through the mall. They pass the shop where he had made her streak naked and banged her in the changing room. They pass the escalators that lead down to the cinema complex in the basement, where he had fucked her silly; where she had felt, for the first time, his cock in her ass, and, how could she ever forget, sprayed his cum on her face before making her walk to her car, through the crowded mall, with his cum dripping from her face.
Today, he leads her straight out of the mall and into the parking garage.
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
"I love surprises."
"Then you are going to have one hell of a lot of fun today, Fuck Bunny."
His car is parked all the way at the far end of the parking garage, the furthest spot away from the entrance of the mall.
He unlocks the car with a beep and a flicker of the indicators. He holds the passenger door open for her. Before she can climb in, he grabs her wrist.
"Ouch."
"Not so fast, Fuck Bunny."
"I have a strict rule for fuck toys getting a lift in my car."
"I like rules." She says.
"Strip." He says. "From this point on, unless I specifically instruct otherwise, you will always be naked when we drive somewhere."
She gulps.
"Keep the heels on. Everything else, off."
There isn't much else. As he had instructed, she wore only the sundress, no bra, no panties.
"Here?"
"Yes, here, Fuck Bunny. Right now."
She looks around. They are a reasonable distance away from the nearest car and quite far from the entrance to the mall. The parking garage is quite dark. Seth and the open door would block anyone from seeing her. It seemed reasonably safe.
She bites her lip and conjures up the brave Little Vixen.
"As you wish, Sir." She says.
She slips the straps over her shoulders down and wriggles out of the dress.
"Like this Sir?" She hands him her dress.
"Like this yes, Fuck Bunny."
Her heart beats faster than a teenage boys' fist wanking to a picture of a naked girl.
Seth steps away, allowing anyone who happened to look in their direction, full view of her naked body.
"Fuck!" She jumps into the car like a rabbit diving for cover to escape a circling eagle.
She quickly slams the door shut.
Seth gets in behind the wheel and tosses her dress onto the back seat.
A surge of adrenaline runs through her. Not only has she just been naked in a public parking garage; she is also going to be driving in the car, butt naked, with her dress out of reach. She will have nothing to cover herself up with, should anyone look in her direction.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Yet, her body tingles with equal part excitement too. It feels exhilarating to be this exposed, this vulnerable and so completely at the mercy of Seth's whims.
Trepidation rises from the pit of her stomach as Seth drives towards the exit, and the bright sunlight behind it. She has often fantasised about being naked in a car, completely vulnerable and visible to anyone who looked. But to actually do it ... this is a different thing altogether.
In fact, it is terrifying.
The car windows are tinted, but anyone close enough would be able to see her. She squirms in the seat. She presses herself as deep into the seat as she can, trying to make herself as small as possible.
She crosses her legs and folds her arms over her breasts.
"No, no, no Fuck Bunny." Seth says. "Here is the second rule for you. A good fuck toy keeps her ankles as far apart as possible, always. So, open those legs. And a good fuck toy never, ever, covers up her breasts. Understood?
"Fuck."
She complies, despite being gripped by terror.
He drives slowly onto the ramp and turns onto the road. There are a lot of cars on the road. Damn, don't people go to work on weekdays anymore? It is hard to fight the impulse to cross her legs and cover her breasts.
She is also certain that Seth is deliberately driving at a snail's pace.
"Nervous?" He says.
"Not at all."
"Oh, so the tremor in your voice is always there when you are in a car?"
Very funny. But she says nothing.
"Open the cubby."
She obeys and finds a wand vibrator inside.
"That should help with the nerves." He says.
She turns it on. It buzzes to life violently in her palm.
"Oh, my goodness." She says. "It packs a punch."
"Put it on your clit."
"Yes, Sir."
"Hold it with your left hand."
He zips open his pants and takes his semi erect cock out.
