The Crash and The Contract Ch. 16

Chapter 16 — Saturday 1st June

Despite the time, Lucy was not cold. It was about five minutes to seven and Lucy had wondered if she was going to be cold outside waiting for Steve, but the unseasonably hot UK weather continued and even at this hour she was actually really warm. Given she was wearing only a short skirt and a strappy top, that was a little surprising.

She had an overnight bag that was a little too well packed. The only thing Steve specifically requested was walking boots, so Lucy overthought what else she might need and had packed for every eventuality, though given the weather at this hour, she was never going to need the jumper or the coat that she had packed. In fact, she might not be wearing much all day. Still, better to be safe than sorry.

Her night out with Sophie yesterday had been good fun. The one thing that Lucy wanted to learn about was Kevin — what had happened? But Sophie wasn’t going to divulge anything, well not really, despite the drinks. Except they were on a break. Why? That both just needed some space. Hmmm.

Sophie had been so nervous the whole time, going out braless, but Lucy was sure Sophie had enjoyed it. They got a bit of attention from the guys in the pub, nothing too much, nothing that they couldn’t handle. But Lucy was really starting to get some confidence in her looks, her body. Seeing Sophie nervously fidget most of the night, causing her tits to bounce around, reminded her of how she felt the first time she went out braless (apart from the bouncing tits — Lucy’s perkier breasts tend to just wobble a little). And she felt pleased with herself, knowing how far she had come in such a short time.

But she knew that she would have to do more than just waltz around without a bra this weekend. What would Steve have her do? He pulled in bang on time. Lucy slung her bag into the boot then slid into the passenger seat.

“Hello master” she said cheerily.

“Hello slut, good to see you” Steve replied. “How are you?”

“Yeah, really good, thanks. Looking forward to today! Where are we going? What are we doing?”

Steve laughed at the questions this early. “Excited much?! That” he paused, stroking her bare leg, “is a surprise. But I’m sure it’ll be lots of fun. You packed your boots?”

Lucy looked down to the flip-flops hanging from her toes which Steve had evidently noticed. “Yes, just didn’t want to spend all day in them, that’s all.”

“Great.” Steve reached over and kissed Lucy, allowing his hand to slip underneath her top and fondle her breasts, an excuse to check that she wasn’t wearing a bra, as if that hadn’t been obvious through the thin top she was wearing.

His evening had been good too. He was keen to make sure that he kept up his Friday evening drinks with his mates. Yes, he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Lucy, but he was spending lots of time with her and didn’t want to freeze his mates out, especially given he didn’t know how long this was going to last with Lucy. Anyway, he was especially keen to catch up with Tim after Lucy’s task yesterday, and was glad to hear how pleased Tim had been. He was also glad that Tim told him about Thursday, when Lucy hadn’t carried the task out. Steve knew something had been up with her — and still thought that he had done the right thing in punishing her. But he knew whatever it had been, it was ok now. Yesterday’s wake-up had been proof of that.

“Buckle up then” he told her as he drove out of the driveway.

Lucy was used to being up and about at this time during the week for work, but not used to driving at this time at the weekend. The roads were dead. It was a little eerie with the blazing sunshine, warm weather and no other cars. She wondered where they were going and figured that it must be quite far if they had needed to leave this early. But it wasn’t too long before Steve pulled up into a layby.

“Here already?” Lucy laughed, given they had only been driving for a few minutes.

“Ha! Not quite” he laughed. He took his seatbelt off, reached into the back and told Lucy to put her hands behind the seat. But as soon as she did this, she felt cuffs secure around both of her wrists and suddenly she wasn’t able to move them. She looked around towards Steve, slowly becoming a little apprehensive.

As Steve turned back into his seat, Lucy saw that he had a metal bar in his hands. He looked up at her and told her to spread her legs. After doing so, she noticed that the bar had what looked like cuffs at each end. Sure enough, Steve put one cuff around her left leg, the one nearest the door, clicking it into place just above her knee before forcing her legs apart further than Lucy had already done so, and secured the cuff at the other end of the bar to the other leg, again, just above her knee.

Lucy was now really stuck. She could barely move her arms or her legs. Although her legs were not bound below the knee, because of the spreader bar and the limited space in the footwell, she was unable to move her legs much at all. And in fact, when she did move one leg, the spreader bar forced the other to move, sometimes painfully so.

“You’ve got me trapped” Lucy said with a slight smile on her face, even as level of apprehension was rising. What on earth was Steve about to do to her? She assumed that she was safe. In fact, maybe she was even more safe than normal — she had a seatbelt on and there was nothing to get in the way of the airbag if that were needed. Not that that was about to happen.

“I like it best when you are trapped, slut” Steve told her, lifting his hand to her far cheek, before moving in to kiss her. As their lips met, and his tongue found its way into her mouth, he started to stroke her legs, teasing Lucy, emphasising the fact that she wasn’t able to move her legs together, as she might normally do with this attention. He slowly slid his hand up her legs, as they continued to kiss, but stopped at the top of her thigh.

He then proceeded to pull the straps from her top over her shoulders so they fell loose around her arms, before peeling down her top to release her perky boobs. Lucy watched Steve closely. She was completely helpless, unable to do anything about her disrobing, and was back where she had found herself regularly over the past couple of weeks — a bit worried and nervous, but really turned on too. Actually, she thought it was very unlikely that anybody would see as they were still on a rural road and it was still very early.

Steve moved his head closer to her body and began to kiss around her right breast, eliciting a moan from his young sub as he flicked his tongue over her nipple. He moved his right hand to hold her left hand side while he continued to suck, lick and flick her breast. Lucy closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the headrest, enjoying Steve’s touch.

He then moved his mouth to her other nipple, and moved his hand back down to her leg. He slid his hand along her leg slowly, with his mouth full of tit, until it reached the top of her thigh. With Lucy unable to do anything about his wondering hand, he moved it across her pussy, lightly brushing her labia, checking that she wasn’t wearing any underwear, as instructed.

At this, Lucy let out a loud groan. She was incredibly turned on now, breathing heavily, and could do with some more attention between her legs. She willed Steve’s hand on without saying anything.

Steve could hear her breathing, even as he continued on her breast. He knew she was enjoying this, and moved his index finger back up close to her pussy. He ran it along the seat to the point where both legs and pussy met, and dragged it up in between her ass cheeks and then along her slit, letting his finger slip between her lips a little. She was wet. He ran his finger up and down her slit a couple more times, before letting his middle finger join in. Her juice was starting to run down both fingers as it opened her slit and she let out a few more moans.

He gradually allowed both fingers to move deeper inside, while still slowly running up and down her pussy. He reluctantly let go of her nipple with his mouth so he could focus on what his hand was up to, and sought out her clit with his thumb. He quickly found it, to the sound of a long, deep “fuck” from Lucy and gently rubbed it around in circles while his fingers worked their rhythmic way inside her hole.

The fact that Lucy was restrained was really heightening the sensations for her. Unable to move her limbs as she would naturally do reflexively, she was much more sensitive to Steve’s touch and as he continued to work, she was panting really hard, groaning almost continually. She must have said the word “fuck” at least twenty times before she screamed out “I’m gonna cum!”

“That’s right, cum for me slut” Steve encouraged, with his fingers working furiously on her cunt.

Lucy’s body arched, as much as it could with her restraints, her eyes still shut, her mouth open, as she came against Steve’s hand.

Steve gently rubbed his (somewhat sticky) hands along her thigh as she came down. Breathing heavily still, she looked at Steve.

“Thank you master” she told him, “that was so hot.”

“That was very hot. I love watching you cum.”

Lucy had thought that she might be released after that, but apparently not. In fact, not only was Steve not about to release her, but he was going to do more to her. She heard the jangles before she saw it, but she knew that she was about to have clamps applied to her nipples and braced herself for it, even while still recovering from her orgasm.

Steve clipped the clamps onto each nipple, the chain dangling across her strappy top, with Lucy letting out a whimper as he let the teeth of the clamps begin to bite her tender skin. Suddenly she was more alert with the dull pain on her breasts and the orgasm somehow now seemed a long time ago. She wondered how much more he was going to do and, crucially, what kind of state she was going to be in while he drove to wherever they were going. At least one more thing, she thought, as Steve then reached into the back seat again.