EXCERPT The ride was quiet. That really isn’t news. She’s not a talker when she’s
driving. Yvonne is an overly cautious driver. She doesn’t even like it when I
turn on the radio.
You know what the worse part of the drive was? It wasn’t the silence. I’m
use to that. It wasn’t even the not knowing where we were going. I found that
part exciting. About ten minutes into the drive, my ass started to itch. I don’t
mean a surface itch. It was deep inside my anus and it drove me crazy.
About thirty minutes into the drive Yvonne broke the silence. “Look in
the back and get my purse.”
I didn’t remember her taking a purse with her. She must have placed it in
the car when I was in the shower. I turned around and all I saw was a tote bag.
“You mean this yellow tote bag?”
“Yes.”
I placed it in my lap and opened it up. I was shocked at what I saw. She
must have planned this for a while. I could feel her glancing over at me, trying
to gage my reaction. I just sat there staring into that bag. I didn’t know what
to think or what to feel.
She startled me when she next spoke, “Get the butt plug and the leather
blindfold and put the bag back.”
I was so nervous I could feel my heart in my throat.
Before I could sit back down good in my seat Yvonne started giving
orders, “Suck on the butt plug. Get it sloppy wet.”
I wasn’t sure what she meant by sloppy wet. The man in the car next to us
had to slam on his breaks to stop running the stop light. He must have been
looking over when I started sucking on it.
He must have stayed with us for a good five minutes. I tried to ignore
him. I closed my eyes so I didn’t have to see him stare at every light.
When we got to the fourth stop Yvonne ordered, “Spread your checks and
insert it all the way inside of your ass you fucking cunt.”
As we pulled off I leaned over, towards the window and spread my left
check. I slowly worked the butt plug inside of me. I was startled once again by
a loud crashing sound, just as I worked the plug inside me. The man who had been
driving next to us was so focused on me; he didn’t see the car in front of him
slow down. He rear ended it. I hope no one was hurt. Yvonne was also startled,
but she didn’t stop. Instead she instructed me, “Put the blindfold on and sit up
straight.”
I’ve always liked that blindfold, it was fur lined. But I especially
liked it that day. I was able to block out anyone else who may have been staring
at me. I kept waiting to hear another crash, but I didn’t. I guess not too many
people pay attention to what is happening past their own cars when they are
driving.
We drove for about another thirty minutes, I think. When the car stopped,
Yvonne ordered, “Stay her and keep the blindfold on until I return.”
“Okay.”
She slapped my face and then grabbed my chin and turned my head towards
her. I didn’t see that coming. I could feel her breath on my face as she spoke.
“Excuse me. Did you forget so soon?”
“I mean yes Mistress. I’m sorry I won’t forget again Mistress.” I fought
to hold back the tears. I don’t think I deserved that, but I wasn’t going to say
anything.
“Don’t let it happen again.” Yvonne got out of the car.
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Children`s Fiction
Romance Fiction
