Ciara's back and arms were hurting now but she knew any chance she had of some relief lay with pleasing her rider. She focused her mind on her rider to try and get into a zone where the pain would reside from her mind. She thought back to her introduction to Agnes, the mails exchanged and then the phone call to arrange the first meeting.
They had met for coffee and to any other person who seen them it looked like innocent conversation between an elderly old lady and her niece/grandchild. No one would have guessed the young attractive lady was agreeing to become a slave to the fat older lady. During that first chat Agnes made it clear to Ciara that she would need proof that Ciara would be submissive to her and suggest they go somewhere quite after the coffee. They finished the chat and went to Agnes's car they drove to a quite underground private car park. During the journey Agnes and Ciara harley spoke the atmosphere in the car was electric both women knew at the end of this short trip their relationship would end or change forever .
Agnes parked the car in a quite out of the way spot and turned to Ciara. And ordered her to remove her knickers and spread her legs wide, and to open her blouse and show her breast.
Agnes whole tone had changed it was harsh and very firm and she knew what she wanted.
Ciara pulled up her skirt and lifted her ass off the car seat and pulled her knickers down. Agnes put her hand out gesturing for Ciara to give her the knickers, Ciara did so.
As Ciara was opening her blouse and her bra Agnes was sniffing the worn knickers she had been given, the scent of the young pussy was sweet to her nose.
When Ciara was exposed Agnes pressed a button and the back on the seat Ciara was seating on began to tilt backwards. When Agnes was happy with the position she looked at this slim strong body that was soon to be hers, but she had to be sure Ciara would be as submissive as she said she would. Ciara had worn the front opening bra as instructed by Agnes, now her small firm tanned breast were exposed, this pleased Agnes.
Hands behind your head girl, whispered Agnes, Ciara did as ordered too,
"Push your tits up to me slave, she did so.
Agnes now looked at her submissive and smiled to herself,
"Open your eyes bitch" she told Ciara, "always keep your eyes open for me slave", Agnes almost breathed the word "slave" and its effect was obvious as Ciara seem to go rigid for a moment, her legs closed slightly and her arms move to protect her breast. But then she seemed to relax, her legs open wide and she pushed her tits up towards the face of this domineering old woman.
Agnes leaned her mouth towards the small firm right breast and at the same time her hand went to the waxed small pussy. Her mouth engulfed the small breast and began to suck hard on the nipple, her fingers were working the pussy. She took the nipple in between her teeth and slowly began to bite down.
At the same time, she pushed her finger into the waiting pussy. Agnese's perfume filled Ciara's nose and the old ladies' hair brushed across the face of the young girl, the smell of lavender perfume wafted through the air, this was Agnese's preferred perfume, Ciara would get to know it better. Ciara felt the discomfort on her right nipple and the finger roughly invading her pussy, she looked down at this old lady who was fingering her and all she could see was the side of her face and her grey hair.
Now the pain started in the nipple. Agnes forced her finger into the pussy and now Ciara was responding.
Agnes moved her fingers around Ciara's pussy and found the clit, it was rock hard and easy to feel, Ciara let out a soft moan as her clit was pinched.
