Mistress Emma draped a large overcoat around my shoulders and began to button it. Beneath the coat I was completely naked; my arms immobilized behind my back with leather cuffs secured to lock my wrists and upper arms together.
"Are you excited about the surprise I have for you, Ingrid?" Mistress Emma asked.
"Yes," I whispered, slightly breathless as she slipped her under the coat to finger my pussy.
"Spread your legs for me," she said.
My feet inched apart and Emma's fingers pressed deeply into my moist pussy.
"Good," Emma smiled. "Do you have any idea what the surprise might be?"
"No," I replied. A rush of nervous excitement combined with the sensations of Emma's fingers touching my clit made me shiver.
"Good," Emma repeated.
She pinched and toyed with my clit for a moment and then finished buttoning my coat. Its satin lining felt cool and sensuous against my nude body; a stark contrast of sensations to that caused by the six inches of thick latex imitation cock butt plug Emma had earlier inserted snugly in my ass.
"There; done," Emma said. She looked me up and down and, after making a small adjustment the position of my steel slave collar, announced we were ready to go.
Mistress Emma told me to wait by the door while she locked a few windows and turned off the lights.
The prospect of going anywhere out in public caused my stomach to flutter. It was dark outside though and I had on the coat but still, I was acutely conscious of my nakedness, restraints and butt plug as we walked to Emma's car.
I had expected Emma to open the front door for me but instead, she opened the back door of her car and told me to sit. Once seated, she told me to face away from her so that a blindfold could be secured over my eyes.
"Are you nervous?" Mistress Emma asked.
"Yes," I replied honestly. It almost felt like I was being kidnapped and this thought made me tingle.
"Lie down," Emma said.
I felt her hands gently pushing me over and let myself fall down across the back seat. Emma then brought my cuffed ankles together and cinched them with a clip. The leather cuffs buckled just above my knees were also similarly clipped together, heightening my whole feeling of complete helplessness. The door was then closed and a few moments later, we began driving somewhere.
I quickly gave up trying to guess where we were going. Emma seemed to drive at a leisurely speed for a few blocks after which the increased speed and noise of other traffic led me to believe we were on the freeway. We drove for quite a while until at last, it sounded like we entered the city. My mind continued to try and second-guess our destination when we seemed to pass right through the city and onto another freeway.
There was no telling how long we drove for but eventually, it felt like we were off the freeway and cruising a suburban block somewhere. Several minutes later, the car slowed to almost a complete stop, turned and bounced a little as if entering a driveway.
"We're here," Mistress Emma announced.
I heard her get out of the car and walk away. The sound of her high heels firstly on concrete and then appearing to climb a couple of stairs. I heard a doorbell and a moment or two later, a door opening and the sounds of people whispering. I couldn't make out what was said except that Emma was talking to a man.
The distinctive sound of Emma's heels on the concrete as she approached the car again was accompanied by the sound of other footsteps. Nothing was said when the back door to the car was opened and a hand reached in to pull me up into a sitting position. The same hands ushered my feet from the car and then began to unbutton my coat. I could tell it wasn't Emma by both the size and firmness of the hands when they'd had hold of my cuffed ankles and by the strong, sickly sweet scent of a man's aftershave close to me.
Still nothing was said when the coat was finally pushed back off my shoulders and I was helped out of the backseat to stand nakedly beside the car. There was a vague sensation of light through the blindfold and thus the realization that I could be standing naked and bound fully illuminated for all the world to see. I trembled at the thought. Hands embraced me from both sides and ultimately lifted me so that my naked, bound body could be carried to the house. Both pairs of hands were obviously belonged to men and I could hear Mistress Emma following behind with a third man. My heart skipped a beat.
"I see you have her seat ready," Mistress Emma said once we were inside.
The man with her laughed and said, "Yes."
I was carried a few steps into the room and then slowly lowered to a point where I could feel the blunt tip of a dildo press into my moist pussy. Its thickness caused me to gasp out loud as the two men seated me on it. It was impossible to guess what the dildo was mounted on except that it was a low wooden pedestal of some kind with a place to secure my cuffed ankles so that my feet didn't quite touch the floor.
