Roxie looked at her half-reflected image in the window of the bus, her eyes seemed bigger than normal, although that was possibly down to what she had experienced in the cafe Isla, and she had left a little while earlier. Isla had given her the choice of getting something to eat or going straight home, the twist being that no matter what she chose, Isla was going to make her climax surrounded by people.
As it was Roxie had taken what she thought to be the safe option of the cafe. They had sat on a bench seat while they ate a fairly pleasant meal that Isla had ordered. Steak, salad, and fries. Apparently, Isla had decided Roxie needed to eat far more protein to offset the calories she was burning as Isla's submissive. Taking into account she had lost track of the number of orgasms she had experienced during the course of the day she was inclined to agree. Of course, part way through the meal, Isla's hand had gone to work on Roxie's sensitive area, and she had needed to grasp the table with both hands as she was taken to the brink of climax before Isla backed off, letting Roxie catch her breath, before starting to tease her once more. Three times this happened before Isla finally took her over, leaving her with clenched teeth trying desperately to stay silent and not reveal to the other customers what she was experiencing.
When they had got on the bus to travel back to Roxie's flat, Roxie had relaxed a little. They were finally going to where Roxie would have available clothing and more importantly, she would be able to express her appreciation of anything Isla did to her without the fear of being overheard by people tucking into their chosen food.
Whilst Isla had allowed Roxie to wear her coat when leaving the cafe, mainly due to the large damp patch that was now a feature of the back of her dress, Roxie stiffened when Isla carefully suggested that she remove it before they took their seats on the bus. Feeling a little nervous, Roxie handed the coat over and quickly sat down next to the window then Isla snuggled up next to her, the coat draped across both their laps.
As the bus pulled away, Isla leaned in closer. "How long to our stop?"
Roxie thought for a moment. "About half an hour depending on traffic Miss Isla."
The green eyes flickered with mischief. "I wonder how many times I can edge you before we get there." She whispered as her hand slipped under the coat and tugged on the ruined hem of the dress.
"Oh fuck." Roxie gasped as she felt the material tear and the skin of her stomach touch the soft leather of the coat.
"Oops." Isla giggled impishly. "Best stay very still, little bear. We wouldn't want your coat to fall on the floor."
Roxie was sure Isla wouldn't deliberately expose her, but the words alone made her freeze in her seat. She could easily imagine Isla tormenting her by pulling the coat off her lap, which in turn was overly arousing.
Fingers probed her already aching clit, making her bite her bottom lip once more, her hands bunching into knuckles at her sides.
"Now then little bear." Isla whispered. "Time for you to choose a safe word."
Feeling Isla pinch her nub between thumb and finger, Roxie let out a strangled squeal, her mind unable to think about anything remotely sensible.
"I'll stop when you tell me." Isla informed her, pinching a little harder.
Spots of light danced in Roxie's vision as she tried not to scream her lungs out. Words tumbled through her head. In panic she said the first thing that made any sense. "Rainbow."
Immediately the pressure stopped, and Roxie breathed a sigh of relief as she looked around at some of the other passengers who had glanced her way at the sudden declaration of seeing a rainbow in a cloudless sky.
Isla giggle again as she caressed Roxie's very wet mound. "Good choice little bear. Shall we go over a few rules now?"
Fingers slipped inside Roxie's folds, gently teasing, and she nodded, not daring to open her mouth.
"Good, little bear." Isla smiled, betraying no outward sign of how she was tormenting Roxie. "Now I think from now on I get to choose if you will be allowed clothing at home, and when I do allow you clothing, what it will be."
The rule sounded safe and not unexciting, and just thinking of giving that control away made Roxie clench her pelvic floor.
"Oh, I felt that." Isla murmured. "Shall I take that as a yes?"
Roxie nodded in agreement as a finger ran over her G and her back arched in her seat.
"And in the home, you will have your nice leather collar on apart from when sleeping or washing."
The thought of wearing the collar she had chosen was enough to flick all Roxie's switches anyway, but when added to that Isla choose that moment to press her thumb into Roxie's clit, she nearly slid off the seat, the only thing that kept her upright was the feeling of the tortured dress exposing more of her body.
"Oh, look, little bear." Isla teased. "Nearly back to how you started the day."
The memories of what had happened earlier in the day hit Roxie as Isla rubbed her clit in slow steady circles and another pre climax rush kicked her body into overdrive and she moaned mutedly.
"Aww do you need to cum little bear?" Isla asked as she flicked her finger into Roxie's clit.
Giving a louder moan Roxie looked at Isla pleadingly, still not daring to open her mouth.
A naughty grin spread across Isla's lips as she took hold of Roxie's coat and held it up. "Cover yourself and I will trade. Climax for your dress." She murmured quietly.
Getting options and choices was rapidly becoming normal for Roxie and it didn't take a lot of thinking for her to take hold of the coat and drape it over her upper body, her hands gripping the collar.
"Good choice." Isla giggled as her hands quickly reached under the coat and grabbed hold of Roxie's already badly torn dress.
