Long Haul Pt. 02

Chapter 3

Reggie awoke slowly, stretching his arms and rolling side to side to ease the cramps in his back. He'd forgotten in the months between driving jobs just how hard the mattresses in the sleepers of a big rig could be. Not even a good 3 inches of foam, but he spent so little time in the sleeper it hardly mattered. He usually got 4-5 hours of sleep every 24 hours if he was lucky. The trucking company paid him to get his loads delivered on-time, whether he was running legal or not. It wasn't their problem. His latest load was hauling a load of frozen dairy products (frozen Tweenkie stuffing) from a cold storage warehouse in Arlington, TN, for export to South America via the port in Jacksonville, FL. He chuckled as he thought to himself, that the rest of the world may have passed us on exporting cars and electronics but we are still the leading exporter of junk food and pornography in the world.

He had spent the night in a trashy truck stop in Birmingham that was well-known for providing "commercial company" of any variety a man could want. He remembered telling the coffee colored lot lizard last night that he was hauling cream filling for Tweenkies and her job was to suck the cream filling from his dick. Not the best he'd ever had, but it relieved the tension.

Reggie fired up the big diesel and headed east on I-20 to Atlanta. He hated this stretch of highway between Birmingham and the Alabama – Georgia line, with the narrow interstate and roller coaster hills that cause chaos when you are loaded heavy, like he was today. He tensed up knowing his back would be hurting even worse tonight than it had this morning. He had a quiet two hours to think before he hit the heavy traffic on the outskirts of Atlanta. He spent the time remembering his training run with Tony and his slave Brandy. He spent nearly two days team driving to Dallas and back, enjoying Brandy's talented tongue, cunt and ass, which her Master was only too happy to share. It had been three months ago, but he could still remember the way she tightened her mouth and flicked her tongue back and forth to massage his cock. The barbell in her tongue had felt amazing and Reggie was still shocked at how differently it felt. He could hear Tony telling him to find the right girl, take her, tame her and train her. It made sense – someone to keep the sleeper warm and his muscles rubbed. Brandy seemed to enjoy it – she was well cared for and seemed to love the attention that Tony (and those he chose to share her with) gave her.

Just South of Atlanta, Reggie's phone started chiming. It was his friend Bryan, telling him that the woman from the Department of Labor had made an appointment for later that evening. He was silent for a moment, when Bryan's wife, Amy, took the phone, "Reggie, you better get your ass over here in the next hour. I know you liked her and would love to see what she's getting done!" His interest was piqued when he heard the giggle in her voice. He could get no further information out of Amy, but he knew exactly who they were talking about. The woman's name was Deidra, and she'd referred him to the trucking outfit for which he was now working, and he'd seen her later getting a tattoo from Amy. He remembered her smile and concern about his situation when she processed his unemployment claim. She was a full-figured woman, but what he remembered most was the way her eyes sparkled when she smiled at him.

He turned the truck West and headed for their shop. He arrived and had just settled down behind the curtain when Deidra walked in.

Chapter 4

With the men hidden discreetly in the back of the shop, Amy greeted Deidra and asked if she was sure about what she wanted. "You know this is gonna hurt worse than your tongue, right?" inquired Amy. She nodded her head yes. Reggie looked at Bryan with his mouth hanging open, his eyebrows raised and his head slightly cocked, to which Bryan just knowingly grinned and nodded. They moved further back behind the chairs in the back of the shop and sat down at Bryan's chair.

The women came through the curtain and nodded at the men. When Deidra saw Reggie, they exchanged a wave and he saw her smile slightly and follow Amy to her chair. Amy moved a portable tri-fold blind into position to block their view. Little did Deidra realize that the men were able to have a clear view of the procedure thanks to the mirror that was in front of her. She had assumed it was there so that she could see the finished results.

Bryan whispered that she had come in the shop about two weeks after she got her tattoo and had Amy pierce her tongue. She said that her husband had left her for a 22 year old girl and had her served with divorce papers. She'd decided she wanted to do something to change her "good-girl" image. From what Reggie saw, the "good girl" image was still there, hair pulled back, minimal makeup, pants suit and flat shoes. Definitely a "good girl", but the tongue ring had him remembering the feel of Brandy's metal ball on his cock. His mind pictured this sweet little office clerk down on her knees with a mouthful of his cum and that picture alone was enough to start the hardening of his manhood.

Bryan continued saying that when she called today, she'd told Amy that her ex husband had sent their sons to a military school in North Georgia last week and it was almost more than she could bear. Her boss had given her two weeks off to get her self together, and she'd decided to use the time to further "change her image". He latest idea was getting her nipples pierced. Reggie thought his zipper was going to burst.

He heard Amy ask if she'd told anybody she was getting this done. She replied that she hadn't. As far as anybody knew, she was on her way to Florida to spend the next two weeks in seclusion, trying to get over the divorce and the judge allowing her sons to be sent away to school. After this they heard her tell Deidra to just breath and then two successive "Oh's" echoed from behind the blind. Reggie's eyes lit up and his cock twitched upon realizing that she was now sporting two little rings in her ample breasts.

Bryan looked at Reggie and they both realized the opportunity that presented itself. He reached behind his back, opened a drawer and pulled out two small white pills. He placed them on the tray-top at his chair and began to crush them using the blunt end of his pocket knife. He took a soft drink out of the refrigerator and opened it, dropping the powder into the bottle, swishing it around and watching the powder dissolve. He told Reggie that this would knock her out for at least four hours. He and Amy would hide her car and Reggie could enjoy at least two weeks without anybody missing her.

Bryan called out to Amy and asked her if she'd offered her customer a soda. She replied that she hadn't but it would be great if he'd get one. Amy came out from behind the blind and saw Bryan holding the bottle and a couple of the white pills. She smiled and winked at him, took the bottle and delivered it to Deidra, who the men could see in the mirror was placing paper-towels inside her bra, then raising the cups over her freshly pierced nipples. She was definitely a little paler than when she'd gone behind the blinds with Amy. She put her top back on and accepted the drink. Amy told her that she couldn't let her leave until she'd drank the soda, stating that she needed to check the piercings in 20 minutes to make sure the bleeding wasn't too bad. Reggie knew this was just a ruse to get her to drink the soda and wait for it to take effect.

While they were waiting, Reggie walked about two blocks down the street to the hardware store and stocked up on supplies: rope, chain, pully, etc. He already had a set of restraints that Tony had given him as a "gag-gift" upon their return from Dallas a few months back. He and Bryan secured the items in the stowage compartment under this sleeper bunk, bolting the chains to the floor and side of the compartment and padding the bottom with a couple of blankets from the shop.

They returned about an hour later and Deidra was sleeping peacefully in Amy's chair. The men lifted her from the chair and carried her out the back door of the shop to Reggie's waiting truck. They attached the wrist cuffs and chains raising her hands above her head and pulling them tight to further limit her movement. Each ankle was then attached to a restraint with chains attached, spreading her legs as much as possible within the compartment.

Major problem: she was still dressed. The men looked at each other and were surprised to hear Amy asking what the problem was. When they told her that they'd tied her up fully dressed, Amy just giggled and grabbed a pair of scissors. Bryan backed out of the cab, handed him the scissors and told Reggie to do the honors. The ripping and slicing was over in minutes and she lay their completely naked. He'd known she was a full figured woman but seeing her naked, he realized she was very rounded, Rubenesque being the term that would most apply, like an over-grown cherub, soft and supple with full breast and hips, a curved tummy and cheeks that absolutely glowed. He could still see the slight traces of blood on her breasts from the rings, but loved the way they looked with the new jewelry. Her "good girl" image was definitely starting to fade.

He took a deep breath, enjoying her ample proportions and stepped back. He turned and dug around in his cabinets for a couple of handkerchiefs to serve as a gag, but once Amy saw what he was about to do, she stopped him, ran back out and produced a perfect solution - a ring gag. Bryan just smiled and said that sometimes they liked to play a little too. This was one of his favorites to use on Amy. Reggie accepted with a smile and returned to place the gag on his sleeping beauty.

Reggie was sweating bullets at the realization that he had his slave. He knew there was a spark between them. He'd known it since the first time he met her. That smile of hers had lit up his whole being on the worst day of his life. He'd wanted her and now he had her. He thanked his friends, closed the sleeper's bunk, cranked up the big rig and headed back for the interstate as quickly as he could. He knew that the car would be stashed and no one could have seen them moving her into the truck. It would be at least two weeks before she would be noticed missing, and he hoped in that time, they would be long gone.

Chapter 5

Two hours later the truck was heading South on Interstate 75 at Cordele, GA. He couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled off on exit 97 and headed for the truck stop. Normally, he'd have been pulling into the VIP Spa for a quick "massage" but he had his fun already planned. Pulling in to the farthest parking spot he knew no one would hear her even if she did manage to scream.

He closed the curtains separating the cab from the sleeper, turned on the lights in the back and opened the stowage compartment by raising and hooking the bunk to the back of the sleeper. She was still asleep, but was starting to move around (as much as the restraints would allow). He got onto his knees beside the compartment and began to stroke her hair. He moved his hand to her breasts, tugging on the rings and heard her moan and try to roll away from him. He just smiled and tugged again. Her eyes began to flicker open and tears appeared in their corners. The pain was waking her quickly.

She looked at him with a cross between absolute horror and "deer caught in the headlights" shock. She tried to speak but realized the gag was filling her mouth so she could only mutter unintelligibly until he raised his finger to her mouth in the age-old "shhhhh" motion. She blinked and he could tell she was trying to determine if this was a nightmare or real.

He leaned over the side of the compartment and took his right hand and ran it through her hair, while moving his left down her body to the juncture of her legs. She stiffened and jerked her head away, trying to roll away. This time he used his right hand to wrap into her hair and hold her head still, forcing her to look at him. He ankles were chained, ensuring she could not closed them and he stared straight into her eyes as he slid a finger into her slit and touched her clitoris. He smiled to discovered not only was she moist, she was absolutely oozing juice from her cunt. She closed her eyes and tears began to stream down her cheeks. He shook her head and told her to open her eyes. She obeyed, and he continued stroking her clit, sometimes sliding lower to just brush her warm juicy opening.

Her breathing was coming in pants now. He wasn't sure if it was from arousal or fear, but he didn't care. He looked into her eyes and spoke to her, "Deidra, I am now your Master. You have wanted me from the day we met. I know it and you know it. You were meant to serve me, just look how your body responds to me. You will give me pleasure and will receive pleasure when I allow it. The rules are simple: 1. You are mine to do with as I please. I will fuck you whenever and however I choose – your mouth, your pussy or your ass. They are mine to use. I will decide when and how and you will not resist. 2. You will not try to run away from me or contact anyone. 3. You will remain quiet and out of sight unless I allow you to speak or to be seen by anyone. 4. You will obey me at all times. Failure to abide by these rules will result in punishment – Do you understand?" She just stared at him.

He stopped rubbing her clit immediately. He asked her again if she understood and told her that she could nod if she understood. Still no movement. He took his left hand and slowly raised it to her left breast, took the ring in his fingers and pulled. She howled and arched her back, tears falling freely from her face. He knew it must have hurt her tremendously and hoped he wouldn't have to do it again. This time when he asked her if she understood, she responded by nodding her head up and down very quickly, her eyes wide open with a look that begged for mercy. She was learning.

While holding her hands above her head, he released the chains and brought her to a sitting position. He then adjusted her hands by joining the restraints behind her back and rechaining them, effectively allowing her to sit up while still confined. He told her it was time for her first test, taking his finger and running it inside the open ring in the ring gag. He took his water bottle and squirted a little into the opening, noting that her mouth was dry. She gagged a bit was able to swallow the water. He did this twice more, allowing her a little refreshment, or so she thought. The real reason was only to moisten her mouth and throat.

He stood up and unzipped his shorts, dropping them and his boxers to the floor of the truck. He asked her if she knew what he wanted and she dropped her eyes, nodding her head yes. He kneeled in front of her and pulled her head forward. The ring allowed him to slide his dick into her without worrying about her teeth. Once again, he realized just how great a tongue piercing felt when he was getting a blow job. Even unwillingly, she was wiggling her tongue just enough that the little silver ball was massaging the bottom of his cock. Accordingly, after a few more introductory thrusts, he began fucking her without mercy, his cock passing through her lips, over her tongue ring and into her throat for several minutes until he grabbed the back of her head pushed her forward and thrust into her until her nose was crushed by his pubic hair. She felt him throbbing in her mouth and felt his warm cum sliding in torrents down the back of her throat. She was gagging like mad, but as she hadn't had anything but the soft drink in the last few hours, she didn't vomit. Not that anything could have come out – his dick was blocking the way. She couldn't even breathe until he pulled his dick out of her throat. Her body shook and she took in huge breaths of air, refilling her screaming lungs repeatedly, as he readjusted her hands and laid her back, tethering her again in a laying position with her arms high above.

He told her that she had been a very good girl and that he would give her a rewarded. He licked the fingers on his left hand and again started to stroke her clit, this time quicker and using a circling motion. He dipped one, then two and finally three fingers into her hole and began finger banging her while his thumb pressed and circled her clit. She was tight and slick with juicy streaming out. He was going to love fucking her. She was panting and fighting it, but after less than five minutes her cunt betrayed her by rippling tightening and squirting all over his fingers. She was exhausted and cried at the betrayal of her body. The whole time he was crooning soft words to her telling her that she was going to love belonging to him and that he was going to take care of her from now on. Her mind fought this. She didn't want to be here and she damn well didn't need anybody to take care of her.

He stood up and told her he'd be right back, stating that he needed to use the bathroom and pick up some supplies. She laid her head back and closed her eyes and when he returned she had fallen back to sleep. He shook her shoulders and tweaked her nipples to rouse her again. He was holding a bag of Depends adult diapers up for her to see, along with a pack of baby wipes. "We can't just let you go into the truck stop to use the bathroom, now can we?" he asked adding; "Somebody might think you are some kind of slut going around naked". He pulled out one of the diapers and put it on her, despite her protests. She didn't stop struggling until he rolled her over and swatted her ass a couple of times.

He stood up and told her to use the diaper. She shook her head and he just smiled. She was trying her best to shout at him, but with the ring gag on, he was unable to understand her. That was lucky for her; he really didn't feel like punishing her again. He knew she was hurting enough from the piercings and was scared.

The last thing she saw was him smiling, as he was lowering the bunk above her head and effectively trapping her beneath it. She could see bits of light through little holes that had been drilled at the bottom front of the compartment but otherwise she was in a dark dismal box. She tried moving, but after a few minutes she realized the restraints were on to stay. She cried herself to sleep.

In the front of the cab, Reggie had cranked up the truck and headed back onto the highway. He figured that by the time they got to Florida, she'd have quit being so stubborn and he'd let her have something to drink. He popped his favorite CD in, and started singing as he considered what he'd do next.