When Sir says he'll stop the car and pull you out of it and belt your bare ass over the hood and you played a losing game of Fuck Around & Find Out.
I'm sorry I'm sorryyy! Please Sir we're in public I'll be good!! I didn't mean to FAFO.
"I told you there would be consequences if you didn't behave, did I not?"
"Yes Sir" , I mumble. An exceptionally hard, loud TWACK cuts across my ass.
"What was that, I didn't catch it?"
I scream & sob trying to cover my ass. "You told me t-there would b-b-be consequences, S-Sir"
"That's better, I couldn't hear you before."
By the time he finishes your cheeks are red hot and your face is covered in tears equally as red. You try to pull up your pants but Sir says "no" and puts you in the car pants down just below your knees.
He closes your door and walks back to the driver's side and gets in as you buckled your seat belt. He reaches over and pushes your pants down to your ankles and spreads your thighs. As he does you wince the car seat irritating your freshly spanked bottom. He trails his fingers down your slit, it's slick with arousal from your spanking, and he tuts. "Naughty girl" then harshly forces two fingers into your pussy causing you to gasp. He then works them in & out.
You feel your body heat up then it begins to tense an orgasm growing. You shift yourself forward to take his fingers deeper and yelp when the seat rubs your ass. It has to be bruised from the harsh belt whipping. You smirk at my yelp and keep teasing me then finally your thumb hits my clit & rubs causing an involuntary moan.
I lean back in the seat staring at you. Pleading with my eyes, for what I'm not sure, I just know I don't want this to stop. You feel my pussy tighten and clench around your fingers. "Please, Sir" I moan softly looking at you from under my hooded eyelashes. You have a devious look on your face, but I'm so consumed by your pleasure I don't notice.
You say "Cum for me" and with that I fall over the edge & you quickly remove your hand. Taking the newly found pleasure and ripping it away.
I cry out in frustration stomping my feet into the floormat and bucking my hips but there's nothing there to help me since you removed your magic hands. One of my hands slides up my thigh trying to be sneaky, but I think better of it and put it back down. Knowing I'd be in more trouble if I touched without permission.
You look at me & we lock eyes. "Aw, I'm sorry" you say mockingly. "Did you think you were going to get a nice orgasm after your behavior?"
My head drops down & you put your finger under my chin & lift meeting my tear filled eyes. "Did you?"
"I guess I shouldn't have. I just hoped." I managed to say.
"Aw, brats don't get nice cums do they?" I shake my head no. "That's right" you say. "Tell me, what do brats get?" you ask condescendingly I say nothing & you squeeze my chin a little tighter. "Tell me or we're going to sit here and do it over and over until you tell me."
That got my attention. I look into your eyes embarrassed and say, "Brats don't get nice orgasms, they get ruined ones or edges."
Your sharp eyes meet mine. "Sir" I hurriedly add.
You then buckle up and we start driving again. I move to pull up my pants and you say, "not yet."
We lock eyes for a second as I look over at you, then your eyes flick back to the road.
"Do you want to be a good girl for me?" I nod emphatically," Yes, Sir"
"I want you to touch yourself. Play with my pussy. Get it nice and wet right on the edge. Then you may ask my permission to cum. Who knows maybe I'll let you if you're a very good girl. "
I bite my lip. I want to be good for you but I don't want to torture myself. I know I can say no, but if I do you'll just do it later.. better I just get it over with.
"Yes, Sir" I say quietly. "Begin" you command.
After the ruined orgasm my pussy, is very sensitive. So I move slowly.
After a few minutes Sir asks what's taking so long.
"I'm sorry Sir, but my pussy is sensitive after the ruined orgasm"
"I'm sorry. Your pussy is sensitive."
"I don't care. Get to it."
I do my best to rub just the right spot and thankfully I feel an orgasm building. I let out soft whimpers.
"Please, Sir, may I come"
"Absolutely not remove your hand from MY pussy"
I move my hand whining in frustration. Then you tell me to spread my legs wide. Your big hand comes down hard spanking 'your' pussy. I yelp and close my legs and shield myself.
"Ah, ah. That's not an option. Spread those legs."
I whine, but do as I'm told. You're merciful and don't spank me again. But you do tell me to rub your pussy again.
It doesn't take long to build up to the edge again. I plead for release, denied again and pussy spanked. The cycle repeats over and over. My mind nothing more than mush just one thought on it, need to cum.
I get right up to the the edge again and beg you, crying, pleading, doing everything I can think of (which mush brain sooo) to sway you to allow me to cum.
You hem and haw and make excuses while I'm desperately pleading you, rubbing my clit in quick circles. You finally say those 3 beautiful words, Cum for me. And I'm undone, I'm so pent up I gush all over the seats and floor. Thankfully we've got leather seats and wipeout car mats. I'm screaming in bliss as I ride out my orgasm and I feel your hand go down my shirt and play with my nipples.
Thank you, Sir. Is all I can get out on repeat over and over like a mantra.
You pull into a parking space and my eyes grow as big as saucers and look at you. "Sir? My pants I can't go anywhere." You smirk and reach in the back pulling out a summer dress. "Here you go." I pulled it over my head escaping my t-shirt with ease. Years of changing at the gym made me a pro at this.
You round the car and open my door and grab my hand as I step out shakily. My legs weak and unsteady.
"You didn't happen to bring a towel and some panties did you?" You shake your head and smirk. The wind blows at the dress causing the back to fly up and show off my freshly bruised belted bottom. I look up to you in horror and you just chuckle.
You take hold of my bag and put something inside. I look at you in confusion. You just hold it out to me and we enter the restaurant. Once we're seated you tell me to excuse myself and go to the bathroom and look at the surprise in my bag.
I entered a stall and unzipped my purse and see the Bluetooth toys. I put the We-Vibe in then the Lush. Then I grimace as I look at the Vibe Plug you picked. Thankfully you made sure to include some lube. I worked the Plug inside stretching my back hole and I close my mouth quickly as a whine escapes from me. It took me a few minutes as this was the large plug that wasn't often used.
As the plug finally sinks deep into me a moan escapes as I'm so full with the large plug, Lush, and the We-vibe. I turned the toys on and you must have been watching the apps because as soon as I do you connect and turn all the toys on. All on low, but just enough to let me know you're in control.
I wash my hands and head back to the table. I sit down a little wince feeling the belting on my rear. We chit chat and the waitstaff comes to take our order. You go ahead and order first as I'm still debating. Once you've finished and I open my mouth to order the toys come alive buzzing and jolting me taking me out of the moment.
I start again and the vibes increase and I bite my lip. "I'll have the Chicken Pot Pie, I rush to say with a Coke." "Please!"
The server looks confused but nods and walks away. You proceed to crack up. I'm left sitting there mortified.
Backtracking, "Please don't do that...Sir?"
Throughout the meal you continue to tease me, using me as your personal entertainment, which at this point is hard to argue. Every time the server comes over you increase the vibration and prompt me to talk. I stutter my way through each time, begging you with my eyes to stop.
We're finally done and leave the restaurant. You suggest a walk I nod and we start walking. We end up walking and talking for a while and we're just about back at the car when a big gust of wind blows up my dress and I hurry to push the front down and my bruised ass is on full display as a couple people walk by. I hear them chuckling as they pass and I want to be anywhere but here in this moment as my face turns bright red. You unlock the car and I jump in quickly landing hard on my ass "Fuck" I grumble.
I think I'm in the clear with the toys, you'll be driving. To my horror you put it on the pattern you created that teases me relentlessly and shift into drive and take the scenic route home. I'm practically crawling out of my seat by the time you shift into park.
I quickly climb out of the car desperately trying to focus on anything else besides erupting with pleasure. Once in the house I turn to you begging for release. I make promises to be on my best behavior, do whatever you want, anything and everything.
You grin deviously, "Oh Little One be careful what you wish for."
"PLEASE!!!" I cry falling onto the couch. No longer able to stand.
I nod. "YES YES YES. Please. Anything", I gasp.
"Cum for me" you whisper in my ear as you play with my nipples pinching and pulling at them. Licking them and biting them, while I writhe in pleasure.
After I'm done and my breathing finally levels out I look to you sleepily.
"Remember, it was YOU who said ANYTHING."
I can't be bothered to worry about that as I drift off to sleep completely spent. That's future Addie's problem...
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