Drive

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A young woman discovers how her ride can be used against her.
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TheMohr
TheMohr
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He opened the car door roughly, set his bag down on the floor, and sat in the low-lying seat with a thud. He yanked the door shut with a wham. Renee never showed any respect around Steph, and it was part of what made him irresistible. He showed no need for her whatsoever. "Drive." he commanded, checking his feathered raven locks in the vanity mirror. Steph bit her lower lip with as she pushed the key into the ignition, her own phallic power source. The finely tuned engine roared to life. She thrilled to the vibration of the stick shift, grabbing the rod and engaging the gears. She loved the way her machine felt. She loved the power of it. The sleek lines and smooth surfaces were enough to make her heart race. She rolled down the street. She caught his blue eyes watching the passing suburban banality in the rearview mirror as she scanned the road.

"Turn left." he said without looking at her. She did as he bid, steering out of town. The asphalt rolled past fallow farmers fields and ancient trees. They sped toward the winding climb of the escarpment as the afternoon sun glared behind them. They came to a four-way stop where the pavement ended. Sunken tire tracks on the gravel ahead suggested the continuation of the road. Steph stopped at the sign, looking over at Renee in askance. She blew a strand of her dark hair out of her hazel eyes, looking between Renee and the mirrors. She didn't want to bring her low riding sports car on the loose stone path, and hoped he had another destination in mind.

"What are you waiting for?" Renee asked, still refusing to look at her.

"Do I have to? I just got it detailed." Steph asked. Renee reached into his breast pocket and produced a cigarette. Lighting it seemed the only answer he would give as he looked back out the passenger window. He rolled the glass down further and blew a swirling cloud into the atmosphere. Steph put the car into first gear and eased up the slope.

She kept to the low gear against the climb. Her majestic vehicle crawled along, the occasional ping of a stone against the underside. Each strike made her wince, but she dared not refuse Renee's command. She knew that being a good girl was the only way to get his regard. She craved his focus, to sweep away all the other thoughts in his complicated mind and become his world, if only for a time.

They came to the plateau of the escarpment. The view extended for miles around. The ordered squares of expansive farms gave way to the rising suburbs and the city beyond in one direction. To the other, the land fell away to the vast lake into which sunset was falling. It was a breathtaking sight. Though she'd grown up in town, Steph had never been up this little used road to witness the sunset. "There." Renee pointed to a wide shoulder which offered no obstructions to the view. Steph dutifully pulled her car over and parked it.

Renee reached out and stopped her from pulling the key out of the ignition. "I want the radio. Get out. Strip down. Panties only." He was insistent.

"But," Steph tried to interject. Renee looked at her for the first time, a cold regard in his gaze. Steph hung her head in shame. She knew better than to question. She knew he'd get out and walk home if she disappointed him. He'd taken away service from her before, and she'd ached with its loss. She quietly stepped from the car. Renee began to play with the knobs on the radio as she closed the door.

The elevation had brought them above the smog of the city, and the air was remarkably crisp. Steph became particularly aware of its cool embrace as she unbuttoned her shirt. The smooth skin of her flat stomach goose pimpled as she exposed it. She tossed the shirt into the open rear window, checking to see if Renee was watching her. He was focused intently as he adjusted the equalizer of her car stereo.

Steph felt ridiculous getting undressed without Renee's attention. The flush came to her pale cheeks as she pulled her tight jeans off. She had wanted to be playful, bending over and showing Renee the round swell of her cheeks. She wanted his pulse to race and his cock to harden at the sight of her. He nodded at the dashboard completing his tinkering, then returned his gaze out the passenger's side window. Steph wanted to scream for his attention. The frustration and humiliation mixed with the desire inside her, amplifying it. She ran her fingers over the lacy black padded bra she wore. She looked down at her chest, smiling at the way they looked in the lingerie. She licked her lips as she unclasped her bra and let it fall into her left hand. Her rich brown nipples hardened instantly, and she couldn't help but to give one a soft twist.

Renee opened the door into her ass, bumping her to bring her attention back to him. He had laid the driver's side seat down fully. His face was now warm and gentle. She blushed at his regard and his kindness. He would spoil her now, giving her the fullness of his attention. Her sex grew wet with anticipation.

He helped her into the seat and turning her to face the rear window. He climbed onto her lap, taking her hair in his hand and bringing their mouths together in a forceful kiss. His tongue probed her mouth as she felt him reaching into his bag. He broke the kiss and released his grip on her. His smiled down at her, "Hello." he said. Before she could respond, Renee ripped a strip of black duct tape from a roll. He smothered her mouth with the adhesive gag. Steph's eyes rolled in lust; Renee's control was both immediate and complete.

"Be a good girl." He chastised her playfully, reaching again into his bag. This time he pulled out a length of raw jute rope. He wrapped two turns around her left wrist, firmly but gently. He tucked the bite under and around the turns, then hitched the wrist snugly. He brought her hand to the steering wheel, turning the rest of the line around it in a secure X-shape. Steph sighed through her nostrils with the sensation.

Renee got out of the car, carrying two more lines of jute rope. He reached through the rear driver's side window and took her ankle through it. He brought it up and tied her foot through the frames of the open windows. He moved around the back of the car, staring at Steph's eyes as he moved. He wore a wicked grin. His perfect teeth served to make him both more insidious and more desirable. Steph could feel her panties growing moist against her skin. He took her other foot and stretched her legs across the car. He tied the ankle in a similar fashion on the passenger's side. He moved around the windshield, examining his work.

Steph couldn't help but to writhe against her bonds. Each was like a firm, loving hand. Though the vehicle was between them, Steph could feel how tightly, how sweetly Renee held her. She gave a throaty moan of lust.

Renee shook his head and came around to the driver's side door. He opened it up and reached under Steph's back. "Hand." he ordered. She obeyed and slid her wrist behind her spine. He reached over her to his bag. The soft leather of his jacket caressed her hard nipples, and Steph groaned. He smirked at her, dragging the toothy line of another piece of jute across them as he knelt beside the car. He wrapped her other wrist and tied it off, leaving the tails draped over the seat. He climbed over her waist, his knees digging into the edges of her seat. She could feel the heat of his manhood through his jeans. Steph rolled her hips and purred. Renee laughed at her, then kissed the tape over her lips. He stroked her hair softly as he reached into his bag and produced a length of black cotton rope. It was less coarse than the jute on her limbs, but Steph knew this rope could bite with cruelty if Renee wanted it to. He folded the length in half, then slipped the rope behind her neck. He drew the lines down between her large firm breasts, then snaked around each one. Every turn constricted her flesh deliciously, and her nipples throbbed visibly with the increased pressure. Steph let her mind slip her flesh, floating in the sea of Renee's control.

Renee reached one last time into his bag. He pulled out a little egg-shaped vibrator. Despite its size, Steph knew it to be a powerful toy. Renee flicked the thing on and it whirred to life. He played the soft plastic across her flesh, teasing her aching nipples. Her pussy pulsed and flowed freely. Distantly, Steph worried about the strange stain she was making on her precious car's seat. But it was Renee's right to use her, and she could hardly complain about the treatment she received in his care. He slipped the vibrator into her panties, and teased it up between her velvet smooth lips. He pressed it tight against her clit, then smiled down at her before climbing off her waist. Standing over her, he pulled her panties to cinch the vibe in place. The lace felt divine against Steph's open sex and eager asshole. Little trickles of orgasm thrilled through her body.

Renee closed the door and reached through the window to tie off her right hand to the handle there. He walked behind the car, watching Steph's body react with shudders. He reached through the open passenger window and pressed play on the car's cd player. The dulcet strains of Red Hot Chili Peppers sounded out, sweet and melancholy. Renee sat down on the hood of the car and stared out at the sunset and its massive purple reflection in the lake. He lit a cigarette and drew back into his pensive world. He left her there like that, bound to the vehicle she loved, orgasm crashing through her.

The sun sank into the lake, and darkness swallowed the escarpment, save for the red of Renee's cigarette and the green glow of the dashboard light. The night settled, and stillness claimed the moment. There was no need words, no need for action. There was only the breeze and the night and the sweet imprint of the moment in their memories.

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