Archive-name: Slaves/whim.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: At His Whims for the Night The phone rang at her desk. She answered it. He whispered to her to meet him on the corner in five minutes. Don't wear any underwear or else. She dashed into the ladies room, rapidly divesting herself of her bra, panties and stockings. She was grateful that she'd worn that long, silky dress that buttoned up the front today. Otherwise she never could have undressed so quickly. Then, she would have been in big trouble. She rushed outside, praying that she was there before him. The last time she was late, he made her pay dearly. Seconds after she arrived, she saw his Porsche quickly approaching. He screeched to a halt at the corner, opening the door for her, ordering her inside. He looked her over carefully for signs of underwear. Reaching over he strapped her in, his hands wandering over her loose breasts as he snapped the seatbelt tight. His hands brushed her tits once more. He noticed her nipples beginning to make little peaks in her blue silk dress. He handed her a pair of sunglasses and ordered her to put them on. They covered her eyes all around and she discovered she couldn't see anything through them. She wondered what he had in mind for her this time. She could feel herself beginning to heat up in anticipation. She loved these fantasies they had started playing out last year. As she felt the car pull away from the curb, she heard his low sexy voice tell her to unbutton all but two of the buttons going up the front of her dress. Slowly she started unbuttoning them, first the top one, then the next, then the next. Looking over he could see more than an outline of her luscious breasts. Now, leave the next two buttoned, he told her. Then she started unbuttoning from the bottom. First, the last one, then the next. That must be all, she thought, if I'm supposed to leave two buttoned. The wind from the slightly open car window rustled her dress exposing more of her. The Porsche had speeded up, no longer stopping and starting. She figured they must be on a freeway now. Where could he be taking her? Suddenly she realized he was talking to her again. She had been lost in the fantasies. What was he saying? Slide down in the seat, he said, and spread your legs open. Ah, yes, now I can see those delicious parts of you I like, he said in a low voice. Sit yourself so all of the lower part of you is against the leather. I want that wet pussy of yours to make prints on the seat. She did as she was told, feeling the leather cool and smooth against her ass. She felt so exposed, naked practically in the car. She was afraid men in other cars might see her like this. She only did this for him, not anyone else. Listening to the road noise, she thought they must be traveling quite fast. She still had no idea where they were. Play with your tits, show me how you turn yourself on, he demanded. She took a breast in each of her hands. She had very petite hands which only covered about a third of each of her full, heavy breasts. She caressed them, her hands rubbing all over them. He leaned over slightly and took her left nipple and began to roll it between his fingers. Pulling and pinching it slightly, it was getting stiff and hard between his fingers. Do the other one, he told her. She began to play with her nipple, flicking her forefinger back and forth across it. Now lick it, he ordered. She leaned over and took as much as she could into her mouth. She licked it all around, her wet tongue making everything glisten. Show me how you suck it. She held her breast in both hands so that she could get her mouth around it. She suckled like a baby on her own boob. Bite it, bite it, he urged her. She nibbled gently. He could see her tit between her teeth. She was really getting turned on. She couldn't believe how wet she was getting. She wondered how hard he was. She wanted to reach over and measure the bulge in his jeans but she knew she didn't dare be aggressive right now. She could feel the heat building inside of her. She wanted to feel the slick wetness between her legs. She started to sneak her hand down towards it. She hoped he couldn't see her. She didn't want to get in any trouble. She couldn't resist the temptation to touch her pussy, feel the honey oozing out of her from loving her own breasts. Not only that but the car was starting to have the smell of sex. All of her senses were aroused. As her finger moved closer, she kept licking her lips, her tongue circling them unconsciously. Her breathing quickened as her finger started to enter that hot hole. Her juices were flowing so much that she hardly had to move her finger for it to slide in and out. Little moans escaped from deep in her throat. Oh, no, she worried, he'll catch me now... The car was slowing down, he was pulling over to the side of some road. It was dark outside now and she could smell trees, pine, perhaps. He hadn't said anything to her in a long time. He had been content to watch her play with herself in that sly way but now he had other ideas. She had been so preoccupied pleasuring herself, that she was surprised to feel the car roll to a stop. Unexpectedly, he grabbed her free hand forcefully and ordered her to keep playing with herself with the other. He took her closest breast into his mouth, sucking the nipple hard, his tongue rolling around it. The sensation was intense, the moans stopping in her throat, she tried to remain silent. He kissed and licked up and down and around her tit, making it wet. As his tongue moved up her body to her neck, he stopped periodically to take her flesh between his lips and teeth, sucking and making visible love bites. As he heard the sweet sounds of her finger moving in and out of her hot pussy, he could tell she was very aroused and getting close to cumming. Reaching down he took hold of the hand she had been working on her hot hole and began to lick each finger savoring the taste of her. In heat, a moan escaped from her mouth. She wanted more, now, but he was in no hurry to give it to her. Instead, putting her arms at her side, he slipped her wrists into the cuffs at each side of the seat and made them fast so she couldn't move them. He returned to loving her breasts, first one, then the other, until she began to move her head from side to side in ecstasy. Abruptly, he thrust his long, thick tongue into her mouth, kissing her powerfully and deeply. His hand rubbed her pussy and a finger began to probe deeper inside. She felt it pushing something inside her. He continued kissing, her sucking gently on her lips, licking all around her mouth. She could feel him fingering her now ultra- sensitive clit, her juices pouring out of her onto the leather seat. He rolled her clit between his fingers, her body twitching with the little electriclike shocks which were running throughout her body. She had begun to pant, her breasts heaving... Now he had her how he liked her - super hot and horny, wet and wild for him. He put his now slick finger into her mouth. Lick it clean, he said, taste yourself. She did as she was told. She was on fire, wanting to be satisfied. His fingers started buttoning her dress closed. He felt her succulent breasts through the silky fabric of her dress and rubbed his palms across her nipples until the outline of them could be seen quite clearly. He spoke to her for the first time in what seemed like hours. I'm going to free your hands and remove the glasses so that we can go inside here and have a drink. You are not to speak unless I tell you to, ok? And, I've left a little present or two in that snatch of yours so that you don't cool down too much. If either of those little balls leave your pussy, who knows what might happen to you next. When we're inside, you are to look down and not make eye contact with anyone but me, understand? Opening the car door, he got out and went around to let her out. Walk in front of me, he said, I want to watch how you move that ass of yours. He reached out and ran a hand over her cheeks. She felt herself blush, hoping no one could see. She could feel those little balls inside her move as she walked. She felt as though she were in a state of constant stimulation. He pulled the door to the tavern open and ushered her inside. They sat at a little table at one side. Spread your legs a little now, he ordered. She did but had to tighten her pussy muscles as she did so. She was so wet and slippery, she was afraid that the little balls would slip out of her. You're the only woman in here and I want all those men to see what they're going to miss out on. Stay here, I'm going to get us something to drink. He walked away, noticing the hungry looks on the other drinkers faces. Left alone all she could think about was relieving the tension that had built up inside her ever since she had gotten in the car. Surreptitiously, she tried rubbing her thighs together aware every moment of the little balls inside her. She worked her pussy muscles, tightening them, releasing them carefully, hoping she could get off before he came back. She was afraid she might push the little balls out if she worked those muscles too hard. Her skin and nerves were on edge from the constant stimulation and attention that had been paid her so far that evening. At the bar, he ordered their drinks. The bartender leaned close to him, remarking on what a fine looking lady he was with tonight. I wouldn't mind getting to know her better myself, he said as he poured. Now, that's an idea, the man said to the bartender. Is there somewhere the three of us could be alone together? There's no one in the room with the pool table right now, how about we meet there when my shift ends in a few minutes? All right, he said, picking up their drinks to take back to the table. Approaching the table, he could see the glazed look on her face. Moving quickly, he sat down before she had succeeded in achieving her goal. If anything, all she had done was to get herself flushed and even more turned on. She stirred and realized that there would be no immediate relief in sight. She sipped her drink, hoping she could regain her composure quickly. Turning to her, he said, in a few minutes, I want you to get up, walk very seductively across the room and go into the room where the pool table is and wait for me there. You understand? She nodded her acknowledgement. She wondered what he had in mind. This was something new. Now, go!, he said. She took the last sip of her drink, stood up and started to cross the room. He watched her walk, her ass swaying sensuously in the silk dress. He glanced at the other men, some licking their lips as they followed her movements. He knew that they could see her full breasts press up against the front of her dress as she walked. Even the dark triangle of her bush was visible as she walked. She reached the doorway of the game room and entered it. Her breath came unevenly since the little balls moved inside her increasing the friction and excitement with every step she took. Swiftly, he got up, walking firmly towards the doorway. Once inside the room, he gently closed the door as he dimmed the lights to almost darkness. Taking her in his arms, he kissed her fully on the mouth, his tongue pushing through her lips. Grabbing her ass, he pulled her to him, rubbing his hard cock up against her. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a silk scarf which he used to blindfold her. Running his hands all over her hot body, he unbuttoned once again the top buttons of her dress, pulling the material to each side so that her beautiful breasts were exposed to the air. His big hands fondled her breasts as his long tongue began to lick her starting at her navel and working its way up her body. Taking one of her already hard nipples in his mouth, he sucked at it, flicking his tongue across the tip. He did the same to the other one. She could hardly contain her moans. Leaning against the pool table, he turned her around, lifted the back of her dress and freed his bulging cock from his jeans so that it was hard against her ass. All this time, she kept remembering that she didn't dare let go of the little balls inside her. She was so turned on and yet she couldn't let herself go. She didn't want to get in trouble that way by losing them. Her pussy juices were practically running down her legs, she was so hot. She was so engrossed in keeping her pussy muscles clenched tight enough that she didn't hear the door open and close as the bartender joined them. He padded silently up to her and started licking and nibbling her breasts. Startled, she realized that someone else had joined them. Her lover's hands roamed her asscheeks, lightly pinching them. He moved her hands to the bartenders crotch, rubbing them around as the bulge in the pants got larger. Getting the idea, she unzipped the bartender's pants, taking his big dick in her hands. Behind her she felt her lover rub his cock all around in her pussy juices. The bartender pushed her head down to his dick. She took the tip of it between her lips and ran her tongue around the head until it was all wet. The bartender's hands ran through her hair, firmly and insistently moving her head, forcing her to take more of him into her mouth. Her mouth worked his cock, her tongue teasing against the head, running up and down the ridge. Her hand gripped the base of his cock, moving it in rhythm as she sucked. Behind her the engorged head of her lover's cock rubbed up and down her crack. His hands spread her cheeks open as he pushed the head into her butthole. She groaned as he entered the dark tunnel. He rested briefly, waiting for her ass muscles to relax around him and accept his hardness. Feeling the resistance leave, he began a slow in and out movement. Several times, he pulled himself almost all the way out and then thrust fully into her ass. Her body was trembling with excitement. A finger started stroking her clit, bringing her ever closer to cumming, then stopped. The bartender groaned loudly with pleasure. She knew exactly how to use her mouth and tongue to pleasure him. Suddenly, he pushed her head down futher, forcing her to take all of him in her throat. She could feel that hard cock in her ass start to shoot hot cum deep inside her. Hearing groans in front of her and behind her, the bartender started spurting inside her mouth. She was surrounded by noises of relief and pleasure...and she was even more teased and turned on, the little balls practically floating in her pussy juices. If she didn't get to cum soon she didn't know how much more of this she could take...but, then, she didn't have any other choice tonight but to go along with him, did she... --