The remainder of the drive to Sonic was quiet. Lavender readjusted her skirt and blouse, pulling the skirt down to again cover her stocking tops then smoothing her blouse. A couple of buttons had come undone at the top during their travel and her teasing, but she didn't rebutton them. She was now showing a fair amount of cleavage as she pulled the blouse open more at the top, passing her hands over her breasts again, pulling the material tight against her.
She looked at him as he drove them through the light traffic. "You might be a horny boy for my legs, but, I saw you looking at my tits too. I wouldn't want to deny you the sight of them, seeing how it makes you ache. And it gets me wet knowing that they do and will other guys that see them! And honestly, tonight, like most nights, I can't get enough of teasing, knowing that there are so many of them, just like you, wanting, aching for what is beyond their reach.
All Philip could do was groan as he tried to concentrate on the road, even as her words were verbally stroking his cock and making him burn inside all the more. When he turned into the parking lot she pointed him to the furthest end spot in the lot to park. A car could park on her side of the car, but his just had the speaker for ordering, and a treeline at the end of the lot. There currently was no one parked close to them. Philip asked Lavender what she wanted as they sat and she seemed to scan the parking lot. She absently told him to order a burger, tots and sweet tea. He would get the same thing substituting onion rings for the tots. He pressed the button to place their order and a friendly female voice came over the speaker asking what she could get them. As he was ordering, Lavender told him to add a plain hot dog as well, which he did.
Once he had completed the order and the speaker went dead, Lavender turned toward him in the passenger seat. Her fingers undid another button on her blouse and he could clearly see her sheer black bra, barely covering her ample breasts, creating a lot of cleavage that he couldn't help but stare at now as she began speaking. "I think, philip we should really be clear on several things before we take this any further, or maybe to be more precise, YOU should be clear on things and I should know how much you can and can't agree to, ok?"
"Sure, Lavender," he said, swallowing as he watched her fingers moving over her blouse, and then under it. As she spoke, more of her right breast came into view as she started to finger her nipple, he could see it through the sheer fabric getting harder. "First of all, though we said this before, I want you to say you understand it again. You will not touch me, or yourself in any way unless I give you permission and or direction to do so. If I say you can touch me in some way, that is only permission for that particular time, not a blanket permission for you to touch me from then on. For instance, I can see your eyes lusting for my tits and my legs, you can't touch either, though I see how much you want to. And, if you aren't careful, whoever brings our food out will be able to as well, your cock has already started throbbing and become exposed." She laughed as the red filled his cheeks and the panic filled his eyes.
"This also applies to your dick. I know right now you are filled with an urge, even a NEED to pull it as you watch my fingers play with my nipple, but you won't do that unless I tell you to, and you will stop the moment I tell you to as well. Do you understand and agree?"
"Yes, Miss," he croaked out, "I understand and agree to that."
"Good boy. Now, the next thing we should talk about is your body. She moved her hand that had been stroking and pinching her nipple to full hardness, over the middle console and down to his cock. She stroked and pulled it, totally exposing it as she did so. "I can touch you at any time in any way I wish. I will not ask for, nor will I need your consent to do whatever I wish to or with your body, do you agree? And don't answer to quickly, boy, think about what I just said. I can do ANYTHING I want to you. I can stroke you like this, making you moan, even making you cum all over yourself right as the person brings our food..." she accompanied those words with fast, expert hand movement on his cock, causing both his arousal and need to cum to rise dramatically even as his panic and fear rose comnensurately. She laughed.
"I can also stop touching you, leaving you on the edge, frustrated, totally needing to and just as totally unable to cum." As she said it, she took her hand off of his cock, covered it up again with his shirt and placed it again against his body, pants partially zipped over it. You give me permission to cause you pain as I wish, in any way I wish. You give me permission to use you in whatever way I desire for my pleasure. I may use your cock and body as if you were a human dildo for me. I can use your mouth, your hands, your ass all in any way I want to. I can punish you for breathing wrong, or reward you if you happen to do or say the right thing. That right thing might be the very wrong thing 2 minutes later and get you punished again. The only rule here is that I make all the rules and they can change at any time I please. I don't have to be fair or consistent with them. This is ALL about my pleasure. So, can you agree to this?"
This was the first time that he hesitated with her. She was apprehensive that maybe she had gone to far. She wanted this, needed it now as she sat with him and she didn't want him to get scared and change his mind. She again moved her hand to her breast, stroking her nipple again, sending tingles of pleasure to her pussy. She made sure he saw her legs, knowing their impact on him, wanting to will him or seduce him into agreeing.
"There are limits, though, right? I mean, I have no desire to be beaten or marked, or blood drawn, etc. I mean, the extreme stuff in this regard isn't something I'd agree to." He trailed off, he almost sounded disappointed that he couldn't agree to those things for her, but she let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, good boy. I'm glad you said that. I have no intention of hurting you in those ways. I'll tell you I will enjoy causing you pain and discomfort. I will enjoy bringing tears to your eyes in various ways, most of which will be from your total submission to me, your desperation for me, and perhaps some humiliation by me. You will also feel pain in other ways. I am getting wet now thinking of spanking your ass, hearing you cry out as you feel each impact, the sting of it. I also look forward to fucking you, yes, you now what I mean. I have been thinking of you on your hands and knees with me behind you, driving into you, making you cry out as I shove my cock deep up inside you. I will not do anything to you that you haven't already agreed to, but I want to have all of that out of the way so that when we are alone, we don't have to talk about things like this. When you are gagging on my strap-on as I shove it down your throat, I'll know it is because you have given yourself to me, that you have already understood that you are submissive to me and that you know I am the one that owns your body for whatever time we are together. Is that clearer, do you understand better what I'm asking of you?"
