The Color of Sex Ch. 12-14

One was shaped exactly as its name suggested. It was half an inch wide and two inches long. It was slim and rounded on both ends. The other vibe was egg shaped; it too was two inches in length, but the widest point was a full inch around. Beside those, a small bottle of lubricant had fallen out as well as a bright pink remote that had three clamps attached to it via some plastic covered wiring. Each metal end was tipped with PVC.

She licked her lips, felt her pussy tighten and played with the remote. Candice went through the four speeds and cataloged the difference in each one. At the bottom of the pile of sex toys was a folded white piece of paper. She picked it up, opened it and felt her cheeks grow red.

Her gaze immediately flew to the driver, who wore a smug expression on his face. She swallowed the sudden lump in her throat and glanced at the windows of the Lincoln MKS and took note, for the first time, the dark tinted windows. She again caught the driver's eyes and grimaced at his smirk.

Candice took a deep breath, muttered a curse and began to disrobe. "Watch the fuckin' road," she hissed, when the man reached up to adjust his mirror. She knew the command was fruitless, after all according to the letter, the driver was very much in control of the ride to Jon's.

Once Candice was naked, she drew the crotchless red G-string up her legs and over her hips. She positioned the straps so they sat low and tight on her sex, as well as snug against the crack of her cheeks. Once that was done, she took the toys, leaned forward and placed them on the middle console of the car. She then lifted herself so she could climb into the front seat.

As she did, she felt the driver's hand slide over her right cheek and partway down her thigh. Inwardly she sneered; outwardly she gave no hint to the disgust that was rolling through her. Jon's instructions clearly stated that she was simply there to provide his driver with the entertainment he'd earned.

Candice knew what this lesson was about. It was about Jon letting her know that as of this moment, she was in training; what he said was the law and if she didn't like it, the driver, Ted, had permission to take her back home and her employment was no longer needed.

Not once did she hesitate, the money she would bring in would be ten times more if she were a willing submissive. She didn't like knowing that Jon held all the cards, but it was something she was going to have to get used to; she swallowed her pride and settled herself in the front seat.

Another quick look around the car confirmed that she was indeed more hidden than she had initially thought. The windows were so dark it gave the passengers a sense of being in a limo. The only window that wasn't tinted excessively was the front. It made her slightly uneasy, but not enough to back out.

She squirted a generous amount of lube onto the bullet vibe, turned slightly and waited for the driver to assist her. He grabbed the strand of red elastic and cloth with one hand and laid his thumb against her ass, opening her cheeks slightly. Candice found her anus and pushed the vibe in. It slid easily into the tight puckered entrance. Ted rubbed her hole and pushed it in deeper. She groaned in faux appreciation for his aid. He fixed the strap of her G-string before she rolled back over and applied lube to the egg-shaped toy.

With little effort involved, Candice pushed it into her pussy. She reached over and grabbed the pink toy with the dangling cords. They had gotten slightly tangled, so she set them to rights, just as Ted pulled up to a stop light. Her heart drummed rapidly in her chest as she looked around; paling at the idea that someone would see her as they crossed the intersection.

Ted chuckled, but said nothing as Candice quickly attached the three rubber clamps. Two bit at her nipples, the other held firmly to her clit. The light turned green and Candice sighed. Again her driver laughed.

She turned to face him, and pushed the remotes toward him with her hand, before assuming the position that "Sir" wanted. Her left leg rested on the backside of her seat and her ankle rested on the corner of Ted's. She had her back pressed to the door; her other leg was spread open; the heel of her shoe rested solidly on the floor board. Her pussy was blatantly exposed for Ted's viewing pleasure.

"You do know what you're doing?" she asked.

He smirked. "You mean, driving and watching you," he laughed. "I know what I'm doing. I've been given specific instructions on what roads to take, to maximize your safety. A few side streets, where the traffic is light at this time of day as well as if necessary, I can pull over and have you take care of this," he said, pointing to his cock.

"Yeah, I read that," she told him in a low, disgusted voice.

Ted chuckled again. "One last thing," he said, as he reached into his front jacket pocket. "Jon told me to give this to you. I'm supposed to stop everything if you say the word 'red,' but continue after you've had two minutes to cool your jets."

Candice's brow furrowed in confusion. She took the folded paper from Ted and opened it. She closed her eyes in disbelief and shook her head. Written in bold print were two words.

Don't Cum

Her jaw dropped. Her head fell back against the window. The pain she felt from hitting the glass didn't seem to faze her as she shook her head in disbelief. She closed her eyes when she heard Ted pick one of the remotes and prepared herself for the first vibration.

The little pink cords shot power to the clamps on her nipples and clit. She jerked from the shocking sensation, and then sighed as her body absorbed the tremors that were now rolling from the tips of her nipples to the darker flesh of her areolas. Her clit was tender and more sensitive to the pulsating beat of the toy. It sent little shock waves along the soft tissue and down to the thicker flesh below. The nub grew hard almost instantly and instinctively Candice rolled her hips.

She opened her eyes, took a deep breath and stared at Ted. He glanced at her face, before flicking on the remote that controlled the two bullet vibes that were nestled deep in her ass and pussy.

"Oh fuck," Candice moaned. Again her head fell back. Her legs spread even farther apart, opening her pussy for Ted's hungry gaze.

The car slowed. Candice looked around and noticed yet another stop light. She cursed as it went from yellow to red. The traffic flowed as Ted increased the speed of all the toys.

Her pussy was full of violent waves of power that seemed to ricochet around every vein, muscle and fold of her pussy walls. She bit her lip, twisted her hips to the right, then the left, looking for a way to move the toy so the blinding pleasure was not so intense.

The toy in her ass caused sparks of energy to shoot up her spine and across the inside of her anal cavity which made her muscles tighten. Candice's butt rose and fell as she humped the air and gyrated against the space in the car.

Her hands moved to her breasts; she lifted and massaged them as the clamps shook against her taut nipples. Her breath was ragged and her throat growing dry. The clit was too tender. The bite of the toy's teeth seemed to only tear into the flesh, though Candice knew that wasn't the case. It was the speed at which the motor was running that made her feel as if her clit was being licked by a thousand tongues.

The assault went on until the light was green and Ted was rolling back into traffic. She took a deep breath readying herself to call out the color red, but then stopped when she felt the toys being slowed down. Her gaze shifted to Ted. She stared at his cock. It was hard and exposed. He had allowed her to enjoy the toys while he had released his erection.

Candice's heart skipped a beat as she took in the thick shaft. She moved to take possession of it. Ted stopped her. "Not yet," he said. She swallowed the lump in her throat and leaned back in the chair.

He gave her a moment to recollect her thoughts, before he flicked the sexual weapons back onto their maximum settings. Candice's body seemed to pitch forward. She grabbed the back of the chair and used it as leverage to keep herself on the seat. Ted chuckled.

Her gaze shifted to him and she mentally cursed him as he stroked his dick in one hand. The remotes rested on his lap, where if he felt so inclined he could decrease the tempo of each one. Candice knew by the grin on his face, it was not going to happen. She concentrated on not coming. She tried to ignore the sparks that shot through her sex, into her abdomen. They seemed to connect with the ones that were erupting from her nipples, ass, and clit. Everything seemed to be alive.

She cried out "red" and bit her lip, as she waited for Ted to listen. It took him some time, but true to his word and the demands of his boss, she felt the toys stop and breathed deep a long sigh of relief.

The car was pulled over to an old gas station that had closed its doors years ago. Candice shuttered, as the toys remained still and quiet. "Two minutes," Ted said. He grabbed her knees and shook her back to reality. The car was placed in park. The engine was shut down.

She opened her eyes and saw his cock in his hand. Her breath came out in a rush. She moved to take position on her knees, took his cock in her hands and began to suck vigorously on his dick. He pushed her head down, forcing his rod to the back of her throat. Candice quickly adjusted her stance.

She took him deep, felt his cock head slide past the base of her tongue and settle in her throat. Jon would have been proud, she thought, as would have Ben. Inwardly she felt her pussy flex around the toy as she gave the driver a professional blow job. She bobbed up and bobbed down.

Eventually he was pulling her hair and driving her faster and faster onto his cock, until he was ready to spill his seed into her. Before it happened, he pulled her off and pushed her away. "Fuck you're good," he hissed, then looked at the time. "Suck me while I play," he told her.

The two minutes had flown by and Candice knew her pussy was far from ready for more sensuous torture. She remained in the position she was in and felt the toys begin a gentle hum in and on her person. Her tongue went back to work and he went back to driving.

She waited while he pulled out into the road, before she really went to town on his cock. As he drove, she licked his dick, eased his balls from his slacks and sucked on each testicle. After resting the remotes on her back, he petted her head. Occasionally as her body responded to the steady beats of the toys' power, Ted was forced to catch and reposition the various controls.

When she called "red" again, she did so after slowly bathing his cock with gentle almost virgin like caresses. Ted told her that Jon would be proud of her and that soon they would reach the end of the road, so he would be coming

"You'll need to swallow every drop," he told her.

She looked up and nodded her head. Inside she knew what she wanted, she wanted to come too, but she had fought back the need, and she was glad to know she'd not failed Jon. She grinned and drew Ted's dick back into her throat. Candice at times hated to admit that she loved sucking cock and being made to feel like a slut, but there were worse things to feel - right?

Ted flicked the remotes back onto high and Candice groaned around his dick. He pulled off to the side of the road. This time he told her there was no turning back, he was going to shoot her full of cum.

Candice's pussy ached. Her nipples were sore. Her clit was red and swollen. Her anal muscles were tired and wore out from the stimulation. She was beyond caring. She simply wanted to fill his seed squirting into her mouth and warming her tummy.

Her climax was pending, always on the edge. She worked hard to control it, but it was there, threatening her and demanding a swift and just reward. "Red!" she screamed, seconds before Ted shoved her head with all his might down to the base of his shaft.

Candice gagged, but quickly adjusted herself in order to hold his full length. Her nostrils flared as she breathed deep. The hot milk was a shock to her throat; however she managed to quickly force the muscles to work. Ted pulled the toys from her ass and pussy with one quick yank. The remote for her clit and nipples was flicked off and Candice was left shuddering as her mind screamed at her for stopping the assault.

She had to concentrate all her efforts on Ted and Ted's needs. She forced herself to forget everything but the dick in her throat. Candice drank him in and clawed at his legs. Her fingers held tight to the muscles under the fabric of his slacks. She shoved her head upward as if milking his dick like a calf on a mother's teat. Her chin pushed at the base of his cock. Another volley of cream filled her throat.

Ted relaxed. Her mouth moved up an inch, and then another until only his head remained blanketed in the warmth. The third shot splashed at the back of her tongue, across the roof of her mouth and along the sides of her cheeks. She swallowed and sucked the tip, until she was positive she had pulled every drop from the softening tool.

She released his cock and pressed her cheek to his thigh. Candice rested for a moment, while Ted sat in his seat and stroked her back. She stared at his limp dick, while thinking back on what she'd accomplished. She'd given head to a perfect stranger, enjoyed it immensely and managed not to orgasm. A prideful grin appeared on her face.

Ted's chuckle made her glance up. "You look like that cat that swallowed the canary," he said.

She giggled. "I was scared I wasn't gonna make it," she admitted, before sitting up. She looked around and noticed they were stopped outside a two story brick home that rested at the end of a long drive-way. "Jon's?" she asked.

"Yeah." Ted pushed his cock back into his pants and zipped up. "Take the toys off and leave them in the car. I'll clean things up here." He nodded to the door. "You need to walk up there, dressed as you are. Ring the bell and either he or his girl will answer."

Candice chewed on her lower lip. Her pussy tightened. "Thanks Ted."

He eyed her suspiciously. "For what?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't think you'd follow the rules. I thought you'd ignore the word, and make me come," she admitted.

Ted smiled. "Nah. Jon's got kinks that I benefit from. I'm not going to fuck it up."

"So he does this a lot?" she asked, suddenly confused.

"Stuff like this --- you? No, not at all. But he loans out his girl every so often, invites me to play, so like I said, I'm not going to fuck this up," Ted told her.

"Oh, I see," Candice whispered. She gathered her purse and said goodbye to Ted, curious if she would see him again since he claimed Jon "invites" him to play too. She took a deep breath, exited the car and headed up the walk, closing the distance between her and the double doors.