Needing to see her eyes, he suddenly reached out and caught the nipple of her left breast between his thumb and forefinger and pulled on it… hard. It got the reaction he wanted. Her head came up swiftly and her eyes opened fully. As she gazed at Rodger, he gazed back and as he saw his reflection in them, he saw that her blue eyes were passion-glazed.
“Rachael? Take hold of your left breast then lift it and offer your nipple to me. I want you to hold your breast until I tell you to let go. Will you do that please? You do not need to answer me verbally. Watching as you do as I ask will be answer enough… for now.”
Rachael merely nodded as she took hold, a bit awkwardly, of her left breast, lifted it and offered the puckering bud on the end to the man beneath her. As she felt his lips close over the firming bud, her head fell backward again and a low groan, almost a growl, emitted from the middle of her throat.
She gasped aloud, barely catching the scream, as Rodger bit down on the now taut flesh that was in his mouth. He opened his teeth as he let go of the nipple and then grazed the soft flesh with the edges of his upper teeth and heard the swift indrawn shaky breath that Rachael took.
Rodger grazed his teeth across the taut flesh again and felt Rachael’s body jump as he flicked it with the tip of his tongue then bit down again. It was more than Rachael could stand as a steady stream of mini-explosions went through her breast… beginning in her nipple and spreading like electrical shocks down to the center of her pussy.
She groaned low and long as her hips began to automatically rock to and fro. She struggled to lift her head, knowing she was going to have to beg Rodger to stop. She was afraid that if He continued with this oral onslaught and she didn’t stop him now, she would cum where she sat.
“R-R-Rodger? Pl-please st-t-op!”
At first her voice was soft and weak and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth because it was so dry. She tried again and her voice came out a little louder the second time.
“R-Rodger! Sir, please! Stop! I don’t want to cum on your lap; it will leave a stain.”
Rachael lightly tapped Rodger on the shoulder to gain his attention to her pleas. He let his teeth lightly graze the fully erect and taut bud as he lifted his head and let her nipple slide from his mouth and raised his eyes to meet her passion-filled ones. He waited a few minutes as he allowed the passion to subside before he spoke.
“Rachael, thank you for thinking about me and what would be best for now. We will resume this again, in a better time and place.” He knew she wanted more; he knew he wanted more. But the back seat of the limo was not the time or place.
With hands that shook, he re-hooked her bra, and began to re-button her blouse. He did not move to tuck it in; and he stopped her hands as they moved to tuck it in. He wanted her to keep that dishelved just-had-sex look about her when they went in to Mikala’s Toy Shoppe.
“No, Pet. Leave it out. Even though we know otherwise, I want the owner of our last stop to think we’ve been intimate on the way over. Now, reach above your head and press the button to lower the privacy shield please. We should have reached our destination by now.”
Rachael did as Rodger asked and pressed the down button on the control panel above her head and as the shield started to lower she quickly sat down on her side of the seat. Rodger shook his head and patted the seat next to his left leg and spoke softly.
“When we are in the car you will always sit close to me. Remember when I said you would learn how to sit so that you are always accessible to me? Well my dear, those lessons start now. Sit next to me so that your right leg is pressed against my left one.
“Always accessible doesn’t necessarily mean that I can/will insert fingers into you. It does mean that I can always reach your pussy. I can touch to assure you are wet, play with your clit, or taste your wetness. I want just enough space between them so I can run two fingers down each side of your labia from your clitoris without having any obstructions or limitations. It also means that if I want to insert my fingers into your vagina, I can.
“But first, take a clean napkin from the mini-bar and cover the car seat next to me with it. Then, you are to sit down on it, pulling your skirt up in the back before you sit. I don’t want the skirt under you. Make certain that your thighs are far enough apart so that I can reach in and touch your most intimate areas without restriction. I want to see just how wet you are as a result of my biting, grazing, and sucking your nipple.”
Rachael did as Rodger asked and leaned forward to get a napkin from the shelf under the mini-bar and then put it down on the seat next to where Rodger was sitting. Flipping the back hem of her skirt up, she tucked first one foot under her then brought up the other one; making sure that she parted her thighs widely and knelt above, and just barely on, the napkin.
Rodger nodded his approval as he smiled and told Rachael she had pleased him. He was about to say more when he realized the car was pulling up to Mikala’s Toy Shoppe. Without word one, he slipped his hand under Rachael’s skirt and between her widely parted thighs. He could feel the heat of her against his hand and he smiled when his fingers found, and felt, her wet pussy.
He quickly ran his finger up her slit then pulled his hand from between her legs and moved it toward his mouth. Opening his lips and resting his finger against the end of his tongue, he then closed them around the end of his finger as he once again savored the sweet taste of the girl beside him.
“You taste divine my dear. And once again I am pleased. Now, you may sit on the cloth as you move your feet from under you and slip them into your shoes. We have reached our final stop before we head home. Please grab your coat and hand it to me. You will need it when we step out. It looks as if the weather has turned nasty as we rode over.”
Bradford held the door tightly as he felt the wind buffet against it and tried to slam it shut. Rodger stepped out and then leaned in to take Rachael’s hand and aid her in slipping into her coat. The wind snapped Rachael’s words away and she quickly put her arms into her coat as Bradford shut the door behind them. Rodger still held her hand as they made quick work of the steps and into the warm building.
Rachael began to unbutton her coat as she stood next to Rodger and her eyes wandered around the store, taking in all that she saw. She felt her eyes go wide and then wider still as she looked into the display cabinets that were filled with all sorts of “things”. She didn’t know what else to think of them as… yet. She had seen some of the items in that box she found in Rodger’s closet, but she didn’t know the names of them or what they were used for.
Rodger and Mikala had been talking as Rachael looked around. Some of what she saw made her feel her stomach go tight, while some of what she saw made her feel like she did whenever Rodger was near or said he was going to touch her. Some of the things made her, quite simply… wet. Very wet. She was sure that if she had had a pair of panties on, they would be sodden by now. She smiled to herself and was, for the second time today, enjoying that ‘free’ feeling of knowing she was not ‘covered.’
“Rachael? Come over here girl. We need to get down to business and then let Mikala close the shoppe. She waited just for us.”
He quickly performed the introductions, identifying Rachael as his ‘new girl’ and Mikala nodded her head slowly. She eyed the young woman from head to toe and then wrote something down on a sheet of paper and handed it to Rodger. He nodded and smiled in return.
“Mikala? I want two collars, size 15. One will be for training, and the other will be for… later… when the time is right. I want the training collar to have a center ring only, but room for rings to be added later as, or if, needed. Please show us what you have. Come Rachael. We need to get you fitted for these.”
The trio walked along the display cases at Rodger’s left and soon Mikala stopped behind one. Rachael looked inside the case at all the different collars and felt her eyes widen at the array that were displayed there. There were some with pretty stones on them and some had designs. There were even some with little spikes on them. She hoped that Sir wasn’t going to get one of those.
She shivered as she felt the shudder ripple through her body, unaware that she had physically shivered until she felt Rodger’s warm hand take her sudden cold one. He squeezed her fingers lightly and knew the pressure would make her turn her head to face him. Their eyes met and held as he slowly shook his head. He knew the spiked collars had scared her, and this was his way of assuring her that was not what he was buying.
“What about these Sir? This one seems to be our hottest item right now. I am having difficulty keeping it in stock.”
They both turned when Mikala spoke and Rachael couldn’t stop the smile that crossed her face as she saw what this woman had put out on top of the display case. Mikala saw the smile that had spread across the face of the young woman who stood before her and knew she had chosen well.
When she opened her mouth to speak, she directed her words to Rachael, but her eyes made and held contact with the man who stood next to her.
“It’s called a “Kitty Collar,” and comes in a wide variety of colors from Fuchsia to Rose. I think this narrow size would be best and not look as if your young woman didn’t have any neck. I think the others are just too wide.”
Rodger tended to agree with Mikala and stood just behind Rachael’s left elbow, nodding. He then bent forward and picked out three of them. He chose one in Fuchsia, one in Rose, and the last one in Burgundy. He watched as Rachael’s face lit up as he made his choices.
“Three of them Sir?” She asked softly. “Why three?”
“I want you to have a different color as you progress in your training. Why don’t you go have a look in that display case by the other wall? I’ll join you over there shortly.” Rodger waited as Rachael nodded and then turned and walked across to the other side of the shoppe.
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