Leaning against my car, I stood there trembling, my arms wrapped around my stomach, holding myself until I calmed down. It seemed that it had only been a few minutes when I saw Donna approaching with her brother.
"Ready slut?" Donna asked as she approached me while Jake walked to another car.
"I guess," I replied with a slight tremble.
"Get in," Donna smiled, pulling open my passenger door.
I sat in the driver's seat, and remembering my instructions, I pulled my skirt up so my bare ass was on the seat.
"You are one kinky bitch," Donna commented as she watched me. I glanced over at her and blushed.
"Follow Jake. We will drop your car off at a park and ride, and you will ride with us for a little while."
I started my car and followed her brother out of the parking lot.
"Roll your skirt up so I can see your pussy, Slut," she said.
I took one hand off the wheel and bunched my skirt under my stomach. Donna put one of her hands on my leg and slowly moved it toward my pussy. The slow movement of her hand on my leg was getting me hot. Unconsciously, I spread my legs as much as possible, allowing her access.
"When Pop asked me to return your clothes, I was slightly surprised. He said you were playing games with him. He gives you tasks."
Donna's hand reached my outer lips.
"And you do them, regardless of what the game was."
"I was interested in the games, so Pop showed me some pictures and videos you had made. I was surprised when he said you haven't met him."
One of her fingers trailed up my thigh, gently touching my outer lips, sending shivers.
"It made me wonder. What kind of woman," Donna slipped a finger just inside my pussy, parting my labia.
"Would play games with someone she has never met," she touched my clit, eliciting a moan from me.
"A smart, professional woman who is married and pregnant with her husband's child," Donna pinched my clit, causing me to shudder.
The constant humiliation mixed with Donna touching me was driving me crazy.
I breathed a sigh of relief when she moved her hand off my leg, which was short-lived when she grabbed my right nipple and pinched it.
"I asked him why a woman would behave this way. Do you know what Pop said?"
"No."
"He said some people are just submissive. They don't feel fulfilled unless controlled by someone with a stronger will. Once the submissive finds someone, they latch onto that person and will do almost anything to keep that relationship going."
Donna released my nipple and looked out her window.
"It made a twisted kind of sense when he said it."
Turning back to me, she slowly worked a finger inside my pussy.
"To think, I was pissed about having to work today," Donna said. I was so wet her finger made a squishing sound as it moved in and out.
"Today is Jake and my 18th birthday. We would have an all-day party, but the manager wouldn't let us off."
She laughed, pulling her finger out of my wet box and sucking on it.
"So that you know, I wasn't going to give you back your outfit. I got pissed because I thought you were just jerking Jake around. It wasn't until the talk with Pop that I understood why you acted as you were. Long story short, Pop said that I could have you for the next few hours as payment for your clothes.
" Who knew when I started my shift, I would end up owning a hot little slut for a few hours as a birthday present."
I glanced at Donna and shivered at the predatory look she had. She smiled and pushed two fingers inside me, sliding them in and out rapidly.
"Pop has placed limits on the activities. Anything that would harm you, the child, your family, or your employment is off-limits. He also said that you can't cum without permission."
I was breathing harder as she brought me closer and closer to an orgasm. All the teasing and humiliation and not being able to cum was getting to me. Just before I had a massive orgasm, Donna pulled her hand back and licked her fingers clean.
"Jake was right. You do taste good," she said, slowly pushing her fingers into her mouth and licking them clean.
"Ok, here are the rules for tonight. The one about having an orgasm still holds.
"Also, you will do anything that Jake wants you to do, no matter how kinky or bizarre."
She saw the panicked look on my face.
"Don't worry. Jake won't want to do anything that will break the other rules Pop gave me. After he finishes with you, it's my turn, and I will warn you that I have a very twisted mind.
"At the end of tonight, we will bring you back to your car, and you can go home."
"If you decide not to do something, I will send a few pictures and one video of you begging me to fuck you to your husband. Any questions?"
I thought about it and realized I wasn't in a good position, but I hoped Donna would understand.
"I understand, but I have a request. I had never cheated on my husband before the blowjob I gave the guy at the bookstore. I will give Jake a blowjob if he wants, but I don't want to fuck him. You must understand I love my husband, and this game is getting out of control."
She seemed to think my request over before shaking her head.
"Sorry Slut, but my brother will get to act out every perverted dream and fantasy he has. Call it my birthday present to him, and honestly, he needs to let off some steam before he cracks."
Donna realized we were at the car park, reached over, and tweaked my right nipple.
"Time to go," Donna said, getting out of the car with my jacket.
I looked around outside and didn't see anyone around. With the sun going down, I hoped that no one driving by would be able to see my blouse. I locked my car and hurried over to Jake's car. As I approached, he climbed out and hugged his sister.
"Thanks so much for this, Sis," Jake told her while handing her the keys. He looked me up and down before opening the rear door for me.
I glanced at Donna, and seeing no support, I walked over to the car and started to get into the back seat.
"Hold on Slut," Donna said.
I turned around and looked at her.
"Bitches don't wear clothes in the back seat. Take all your clothes off," she demanded, holding her hand.
Looking around, I quickly pulled my skirt and blouse off before moving to the back seat.
"Stop," Jack said as I bent over to get into the car.
I started to stand back up.
"I never told you to move slut. Bend back over."
I bent back over and felt him pushing and pulling on the base of the butt plug.