He didn’t have to ask her to open her mouth so that he could put on the gag on her, and she opened wide for him to put the black rubber ball of the gag between her teeth, before he fastened it tightly behind her. So, no conversation for the rest of the journey then, she thought.
Steve looked at his slut. Open, ready and willing for him. Her hands tied behind her back, her top down below her breasts with clamps tugging on her nipples, her legs spread at the knees with the spreader bar, causing her skirt to ride up, revealing much of her pussy. She looked amazing. Beautiful and sexy. He felt so privileged to be in this position where he had such a sexy young lady who would do whatever his perverted mind could come up with — and enjoy it. He was hard, very hard, but had enough self-control to deny himself. He was going to have plenty of time to enjoy her body throughout the rest of the day.
He thought he should probably give her a little more modesty though. While the roads around here were quiet and nobody was going to see, they were going to travel quite far and undoubtedly somebody would see Lucy through the window of the car, and he didn’t want either of them to get into trouble. He pulled the straps of her top back over her shoulders, stretching the fabric of the top slightly as it pulled up against her clamped nipples.
It was her gag that he was most worried about people seeing — who knows what somebody might do if they saw her like that, he didn’t want anybody calling the police on them. So he pulled out her pony tail and brushed her hair with his hand over her left hand side, making sure it went over the gag, hiding it from anybody looking in. Her hair wasn’t that long, but long enough to cover the gag.
Steve smiled as they looked at each other and they set off once again.
Lucy felt very vulnerable. She had been tied up a number of times, and had been partially naked in public a few times, but she had never been bound in public before. OK, so she wasn’t really in public, she thought to herself, but if they end up driving for a few hours then who knows how many people could see in. She was thankful that Steve had brushed her hair to one side. It also restricted her view a little, so she couldn’t see who could see in. But she still thought of who might see her hands bound behind her, her legs spread. With her skirt ridden up, she was pretty sure her pussy was on display for somebody looking in at just the right angle, although she couldn’t see it herself. And her nipples, and the clamps. Nobody was going to miss those. She thought it could be worse, though. She was still wearing the top. And the top was stripy with lots of different colours, that made it easier to camouflage her nipples and the clamps. At least, that is what she told herself.
Lucy hadn’t really been paying attention to where they were going, she was so caught up in her situation, thinking about her nipples, her mouth, her legs, her pussy. She was also a little concerned about the state of her top, given the gag meant she was unable to prevent herself from dribbling. As they drove on, the roads became a little busier, and, when they passed another car, Lucy’s body tensed up, suddenly feeling more exposed and somehow feeling guilty, even though she had done nothing wrong. But it looked like the other drivers were (quite rightly) focussed on the road ahead and her attire wasn’t visible enough to be as distracting as it otherwise might have been.
She did take as deep a breath as she was able, though, when she saw Steve turn onto the motorway. The roads were about to get a whole lot busier. Lucy looked down from the bridge above the motorway as they waited for the lights to turn green and saw that, even at this time on a Saturday, the motorway was already getting busy.
To begin with, Steve kept to the inside lane, where she would be much more difficult to spot, but there were quite a few lorries and busses on the road, so Steve inevitably moved to the middle and the outside lane. Each time they passed something, Lucy either inhaled or closed her eyes or something else to protect her from the exposure she felt was about to happen. It was the lorry drivers she was worried about the most. Because they were higher up, they would have a better view, and would probably even be able to see her pussy. She tried to convince herself that they were travelling so fast that nobody would actually have time to process what they were seeing — if they saw anything at all.
Her heart was beating fast and, as she should probably have been expecting, her pussy was wet with anticipation. What was it with her? She was worried about anybody seeing — she didn’t want anybody to see her in her humiliating, exposed state — but her pussy was excited about the possibility of somebody seeing her like this and, as usual, there was real conflict between her brain and her pussy. What was worse was that she knew, when it came down to it, who would win.
Steve could sense most of this. He was driving, so tried to keep his eyes on the road, but could hear the nervous shuffles from his side and knew that she was far from relaxed. He put his left hand on her thigh and gave her a squeeze.
“You’re doing well my little slut, you’re doing well” he told her, comfortingly. She turned and looked at him, but he couldn’t make eye contact. He moved his hand up her leg and very gently started rubbing her pussy, which he wasn’t surprised to find wet.
Lucy wasn’t sure that helped in any way. Yes, she was turned on, but she needed some proper attention, not a gentle massage. That was not going to make her cum any time soon. In any case, it didn’t last long and Steve’s hand moved back down her leg.
They had been travelling a while, now, and although Lucy had no idea whether anybody had seen anything, she was hopeful she had got away with it. Just then, Steve indicated to pull into a service station, and Lucy suddenly panicked at what she might now have to do.
Thankfully, though, Steve pulled into a spot away from the small number of cars parked up close to the building. He took off the clamps, which made her nipples suddenly hurt a whole lot more than they already did. He very gently rubbed them but it was still incredibly painful and he could see the look of horror on Lucy’s face behind the gag as he flicked them with his finger.
He took off her gag, and Lucy took some very deep breaths finally able to breathe properly again, before he removed the handcuffs and the spreader bar. Lucy quickly brought her hands in front of her again, and tried to stretch her limbs, but struggled, still being confined in the car.
Steve gave both nipples a quick lick and a suck before pulling the top up over them. The top was relatively thin, but had been thick enough before to hide her nipples. But with the attention they had had over the past hour, they were like bullets and they were visibly poking through among the patches of dribble that were still showing, thanks to the gag she had been wearing for the past hour or so.
“Ready for some breakfast?” he asked.
No, she wanted to say. She was a lot of things right now, but hungry wasn’t one of them. Still, she had been up for a while now and had not eaten anything, so she figured she should probably eat.
Steve got out, quickly came around to Lucy’s door and opened it for her. Once she was out, he kissed her, pressing her body up against the car, and put his hand between her legs, wanting to make sure she was still horny and wet, which she was.
He pulled the skirt down slightly, so that it covered her up, but not by as much as she would have liked, took hold of her hand and walked her in towards the main building.
It was quite busy inside given the number of cars outside, but although Lucy was quite scantily dressed, she didn’t feel anywhere near as exposed as she had done in the car and so walked with some confidence, though she couldn’t help but notice the looks from many of the men they passed, which, embarrassingly, turned her on.
“You haven’t told me where we’re going yet, master” Lucy said, surprised at herself for using that word in such a public place, as they sat down to some overpriced pastries and slightly dodgy smelling coffee, Lucy’s legs crossed in an effort to protect what modesty she had.
“You’d never have heard of it if I told you” Steve replied. “But we’re not going abroad. There’s a bit more driving involved, but only an hour or so. I told you to bring your walking boots, so would it be that surprising if I told you we’re going walking?”
“OK” Lucy laughed. “OK, I know. Fine, it sounds fun and I’m looking forward to it.”
It wasn’t a lie. She was looking forward to it. But she was really nervous about what was going to be involved. Steve was going to test her limits again. But actually she was just happy to be spending so much time with him.
“Look, we’ll have a nice time. The place we’re staying at isn’t anything special, just a little B&B, but I thought it would be nice for us to get out and do some exploring.”
Once they had finished, Steve declared his need for the bathroom, and then handed Lucy a £20 note.
“I want you to go to the shop just there and get me a couple of things.”
“Sure, what do you want?” Lucy replied.”
“I want you to buy me a porn mag and some condoms”, and with that he walked off.
Lucy was horrified with what Steve had just asked her. She had never seen a porn mag before. Not because she hadn’t ever seen any porn, just — well who reads porn mags now there is so much free porn on the internet?! She had seen them on the top shelf in newsagents and garages and so on, but it hadn’t crossed her mind that people actually bought them. Clearly people used to buy them, when that was the only option.
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