Adult Bookstore Attorney Ch. 03

"Thanks boys, but Susan has another very important task to complete. So back to your car and enjoy the rest of the movie. Thanks for helping our friend celebrate."

The boys made a crude comment about being willing to help Cecilia or Jacqui, but they were shot down quickly and easily. Cecilia then told me to wipe the cum off my face with the bandana and to "do it quickly." I wasn't sure what the rush was all about, but I cleaned up the cum as best I could. She then told me she had gotten a text from Lisa.

"Mike and Lisa are parked in the back row," she began. "Mike really wants to fuck you."

I felt a stirring in my pussy. He has a nice cock and I would love to have him inside of me.

"He drives a black 1967 Lincoln Continental. You can't miss it. It's a huge boat of a car. He said they are parked on the north side of the snack bar along the fence. You'll probably have to eat out Lisa to a few good climaxes before she'll let you have him. We'll meet you at the club later. They will bring you after they get their fill of your charms. Now get going."

I was more than a little apprehensive about getting out of the car. Especially since I was naked and had just blown three guys. What if they tried to grab me and throw me into their car? Couldn't she at least drive me over to their car? I knew Cecilia wasn't going to budge though. At least it was dark out and none of the cars would have their lights on. Reluctantly I stepped out of the back seat. My heels started to sink into the gravel roadbed. Mistress quickly pulled away leaving me standing there alone. I guess she wasn't as interested in the movie as she led on. Suddenly a feeling of dread hit me like a ton of bricks. What if Mike and Lisa were not really there and this was some kind of initiation? What if some other friends were waiting at the back to "kidnap" me and take me to some secret location? What if somebody called the cops because they knew I was naked? What if? What if? Different results kept running through my head. One thing was for sure, I couldn't stay where I was. I started gingerly walking toward the back fence. It was tough going because of the gravel and I was unsteady on my feet. I probably looked drunk.

I had to walk between the cars in each row and I felt sure everyone was watching me instead of the movie. I didn't make eye contact with any of them. If somebody was offended and called the cops, so be it. I'd tell them everything and they would probably feel sorry for me. A few people made crass comments and I passed a couple of girls coming from the concession stand who gave me disgusted looks, but I made it to the last row with only a minimum of burning shame spreading through my body. Then I looked for Mike's car. Cecilia was right. It was hard to miss. It didn't look like anything else parked back there. Big and black it stuck out a foot further than the other cars. I walked over to it with a purpose in my step. I was just glad they were there and it wasn't a trick Mistress was playing on me. When I got to it, I realized the side windows were tinted as dark as the paint job. The back door swung open. It was a suicide door. I'd never seen one in person before. It was dark in the back seat. I realized I'd have to actually get in before I knew if it was really Lisa and Mike waiting inside to use my body. I froze for a second. Then I took a couple deep breaths and moved the final few feet toward the car.

The first thing I saw was a woman's legs. That was a good sign. I stuck my head into the back seat. Mike and Lisa were smiling and both were naked. But neither moved to make room for me though the back seat was more spacious than in any car I had seen. Then Lisa patted her lap. I realized she wanted me to lay over her lap. I bent over and crawled into the car. In order for my legs to clear the door, I had to go past Lisa and ended up with my head in Mike's crotch. This wasn't the first time today my mouth had been next to his beautiful cock. Mistress had warned me that Lisa got jealous about sharing him so I didn't take him into my mouth immediately. I figured I'd better wait until they directed me. I found his man scent intoxicating. I'd always loved ball sweat especially after a man has just done something physical. I would have happily gobbled him up right then, but I held back. Then I felt Lisa's hand on my ass.

"Thanks for joining us, Susan," Mike told me. "After your blowjob earlier I really wanted to fuck you."

"He wants to fuck anything with two legs and two holes," Lisa added to the conversation.

"That's not true," Mike countered with a sarcastic tilt to his voice. "One leg is fine."

Lisa chuckled. I remained silent. Then she said "Do they at least have to have a pulse?"

"Susan has a pulse," he countered. I was kind of enjoying listening to their banter. Then Lisa ran her finger between my legs.

"The slut is already wet," she announced to her partner. "Here's the deal, Susan. I know you want to fuck Mike. From what Cecilia tells me, you want to fuck anyone, but to get someone as fine as Mike, you have to earn it."

Mike's cock was growing next to my face. I gave the tip a quick little lick thinking it might turn him on more and speed things up. I didn't agree with Cecilia's assessment that I would fuck anyone, but I certainly wanted Mike. Lisa was continuing to rub my slit, which made me even hornier.

"They only way you can have Mike is if you get me off enough that I'm not interested in his dick for a few hours. We're planning to meet Cecilia, Jacqui and some friends at the club later. But for now, you're going to spin around and get between my legs. You are going to eat and finger my pussy until I tell you to stop. Then if there is time before we have to leave, you can fuck Mike. Deal?"

I gave Mike's cock another kiss (more passionately on the head to inspire him) and then twisted around until I was on the floor between Lisa's legs. I'm sure it wasn't the most graceful maneuver I'd ever made, but that didn't matter. I was soon between her spread legs. Her pussy was very pungent. The smell of her arousal hung in the air.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked. "Dive in, whore."

Slut and whore. Two names I despised but that turned me on when used to describe me. I gave Lisa's cunt (another word I hate in casual conversation but now, in context found exciting) a long lick from just above her asshole to above her clit. She sighed contentedly. And to work I went. I still consider myself a novice when it comes to eating pussy. I'm much better working a cock. But thanks to Mistress' training I am getting better. And if Lisa's reactions were to believed (I don't think she could fake the amount of juice flowing out of her) I was doing well. Surprisingly Mike was watching the movie. I kept sneaking glances at his cock while I serviced his girlfriend. He wasn't stroking it and it was deflating slowly.

Lisa's first orgasm took about 10 minutes to arrive. I wasn't caught off guard because she grabbed my head and pulled my tighter against her sex as she climaxed. I struggled to get air, but what I did pull into my lungs has the most sensual smell. She held me tightly for maybe a minute as she rocked back and forth and squeezed my head with her thighs. The she left me go and pushed my head back.

"That was amazing," she told me. "Thank you."

I told her "you're welcome" as I watched her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. As soon as she did, she told me to start again. This time instead of long licks, she preferred that I finger fuck her and suck on her clit. It didn't take as long for her to climax this time. Or the third time. I was starting to think I would never get Mike's cock, but true to her word, and after her fifth orgasm on my face, Lisa announced she was "all cummed out." At least for a while. She told me I could get my reward if I still was up for it. Up for it? Was she kidding? As long as Mike was up for it, I was going to have him inside of me.

I crawled over quickly and took is cock into my mouth. There were no playful little kisses to his cock this time. My pussy was leaking and I needed it filled as soon as possible. As he started to grow in my mouth I reached underneath and began to squeeze his balls. I wanted him hard and hard now. I guess he liked what I was doing because his erection returned full force. I pulled my mouth off his cock and started stroking it instead. I asked him how he wanted to fuck me without giving thought to home many pornos ended with a girl on her knees stroking a guy right before he plastered her face.

Given the way Mistress likes to tease me, I wouldn't have been surprised if the plan was to get me worked up and then leave me unsatisfied. I certainly knew Cecilia and Jacqui were capable of that and from what I've seen, Mike and Lisa were not beyond a bit of teasing, But fortunately Mike really did want to fuck me and was in control of his cock well enough not to blast off. Instead he calmly told me to get off my knees and to mount him in a reverse cowgirl.

I probably should have been miffed that he was still interested in watching the movie as I lowered myself onto his hard staff. I mean seriously. How often does he have a beautiful woman begging for his cock? Other than Lisa, I suppose. But he still felt great as I lowered myself onto his manhood and even though I was going to have to do all the work if I wanted to get off, I was willing to put in the effort.

I was bouncing up and down on his cock and squealing in delight. Mike didn't put in much effort (although he was providing the most important part) but he did reach around and cup my breasts to keep them from bouncing wildly. He pulled me back against his barrel chest and repositioned his hands to play with my nipples. That helped my attitude immensely. Lisa joined in my rubbing my clit with wild abandon.

This was more what I had in mind when I walked over here. Although the side windows were tinted, the front window was not. We soon had an audience standing in front of the car. I think I was the only one really visible since Mike was behind me and Lisa had leaned over. Their exhibition streak (Cecilia had clued me in) now took over in me. My body decided for me that it liked being seen in that position. I told Mike to drop my tits and grab my hips. "Come on, put some effort into it!" I yelled at him as my boobs began to bounce wildly. I know people go to drive-ins to make out and I'm sure plenty of blowjobs happen, but how often would you see somebody getting their brains fucked out? I think what we were doing was legal because we were in the car, but I didn't care. Even at the risk of someone calling the cops, I wasn't about to stop.

Mike was a trooper thrusting his hips up in pace with my cadence. Lisa kept rubbing me and even reached up and slapped my tits a few times. I'm sure the extra hand confused our audience a bit until they realized another person was in the car. When I finally did cum, the crowd applauded. I'm sure they could hear my screams of ecstasy outside the car. I felt like I should get out of the car and take a bow. But Mike had not cum and he had no intention of not finishing. After I climaxed I had basically stopped fucking him and was just sitting with his hard cock resting inside of me filling my cunt. (There is that filthy word again but that is how I felt at the moment.)

Mike, his hand already on my hips, squeezed me and rolled me face down onto the back seat. My head was jammed between the seat and the door jam. He was still inside of me only now he had me in a doggie position. As this was my favorite position, I wouldn't need Lisa's help to make me cum. But now my audience would see Mike instead of me. As he started to thrust that made me sad. But the pleasure of his cock soon overrode any worry about not being seen. Plus I knew that was their thing, although I doubted the crowd would last very long watching the top half of Mike's body as he fucked me. Maybe if they could see everything, OK not maybe, they would stick around, but just seeing Mike's shoulders and a little chest probably wasn't that exciting. At least for the voyeurs. For me, I was perfectly fine being fucked like there was no tomorrow. I was building toward another climax and Mike was showing no signed of letting up his assault. That was an admirable quality. Lisa was very lucky. I couldn't see her but since she had stopped rubbing me, I assumed she was slumped down and rubbing herself. At least that was the vision I put in my head. I moaned that I was about to cum. I wanted to give Mike fair warning because I assumed he was ready to pop and might be too excited when my pussy grabbed his cock not to pull out. Of course he had never told me he was going to pull out and I briefly had a vision of him giving me a creampie. But while I should have been worried (I'm not on the pill and he was bareback) I had a second vision of being a kept sex slave by these two who used me to breed their children so Lisa would not lose her perfect figure.

I don't know where that came from as I've never thought of it before, but it triggered my climax. My pussy clamped down on his cock and I even think I yelled "cum in me you stallion." That too was way out of my norm. I'd never called a lover stallion in my life. But his level of control was amazing. I did feel him pull out, but instead of feeling the anticipated splatter of hot jizz on my ass and back, I felt his cock head pushing against my browneye.

A week ago that would have warranted a slap to his face from me and would result in me breaking up with him. But that was then and this was now. Now Mistress' training was going to benefit him the same way it had benefitted his girlfriend. I instantaneously began to relax and he popped right into my ass. My pussy juice provided plenty of lubricant as he picked up the pace and started pounding by back door.

I reached between my legs and began to rub my clit. I'd like to tell you he had enough stamina to have lasted long enough for me to cum again, but I can't. I wish I could tell you some other guy had opened the door and fed me his cock while Mike defiled my backdoor. Alas, the tightness and taboo of my ass (I later learned Lisa really wasn't into getting fuck there, which is a shame as good as her man feels) was too much for him. I was getting close, but before I could climax again, he filled my bowel with what felt like a gallon of cum. I knew that wasn't really the case, but he did fill me. I kept rubbing my clit and I managed a less exciting third orgasm now that he had pulled out. The cum dripping out of my ass was nasty and Lisa would later make me lick it off the seat, but overall I had to rate my first solo experience with the couple an A+.

The pair dressed again and got in the front seat. They looked 100% normal as they drove out of the theater. My own used and naked body remained safely hidden in the back seat. They wouldn't tell me anything about the club we were headed to so we could meet back up with Cecilia. They did allow me to masturbate all the way there and Lisa let me borrow her cell phone to call my Mistress right before I climaxed again. Cecilia was mad that I'd cum without calling when Mike fucked me. She also reminded me I didn't ask permission in her car. I'm sure that earned me a punishment. As we arrived, Lisa gave me a pair of leather cuffs. She told me to put them on with my hands in front of me. She also handed me a leash to clip to my collar. I'd forgotten I was wearing one.

Based on the sign, the club looked like it was bondage themed. Mike assured me it was more of a general fetish club. As exhibitionists they fit in fine although walking in cuffed, collared and naked would not put me outside the norm either. Well the naked part when arriving would be strange, but he assured me plenty of people ended up naked later in the night. Lisa then explained that it was a private club. She told me that I should tell the bouncer I was with Cecilia as her guest. They would stay enough behind me so as not to be assumed to be with me, but if there were any problems, they would claim me as their own guest. Cecilia would meet us by the booths on the other side of the dance floor. I was instructed to find her on my own.

This is how I found myself walking naked and bound from the parking lot to a strange club I'd never heard of before. At least with my hands in front of me, I could grab the door handle. Mike and Lisa were right about the bouncer. He didn't seem shocked by my story that I was to meet Mistress Cecilia and that I obviously didn't have a membership card (or anything else) on me at the moment. He did push me face first against the wall for a "security pat down" to make sure I wasn't sneaking any contraband into the club. I'm sure that was just an excuse to fondle me and stick a finger in my pussy to make sure I was clean. I imagine he wanted to finger my ass as well, but Mike's dripping cum probably kept him away. With the bouncer's blessing and a spank on my ass, I was ushered into the club. The front room was dark with a large bar and pleather horseshoe shaped booths surrounding a small dance floor. On the fourth side was a small stage and a DJ. The music wasn't too loud and the dance floor was not too crowded. There were a few couples and a couple single women. One was naked and looked like she was making eye contact with a man sitting alone at one of the booths. The other were either in leather, latex or dressed normally like Lisa and Mike.

I scanned the booths and finally saw Mistress and Jacqui. I proudly walked across the dance floor to reach them as quickly as I could. Mistress smiled at me and told me to sit down. I was on the outside of the booth. That offered no protection from prying eyes, but I wasn't worried about it. I felt safe in her presence. Mike and Lisa soon joined us. They had a tray of drinks from the bar. Mike slid in first and settled next to Jacqui. Lisa was on the other end of the booth facing me. She still seemed worn out from my oral efforts at the drive-in. Mistress raised her glass and made a toast.

"To friends, new and old."

We all agreed and took a sip. The next hour or so was an eye opener for me. I had sort of known about this fetish subculture existing, but now that I was sitting in a club where it was "normal" it really brought into focus that everyone around me were just everyday people. Sure some liked dressing in strange costumes or occasionally nothing at all. Some, like me, obviously liked giving control to someone else. I saw both male and female subs under control of both men and women. Seeing a muscular male sub surprised me because I had not considered a big strong guy as wanting to give up control. I saw beautiful women under the control of nerdy looking guys. That was even more shocking. One woman looked like she was a model yet she followed this dorky looking guy like an obedient puppy.

The club was divided into two sections. We were in the front, which was more for socializing and being seen. There was also a back section. Mistress explained there were private rooms for more intimate activities. I asked her if she planned to take me back there. She gave me a wry smile and said, "maybe." Then she added, "but not yet."

The five of us chatted at the booth. It was my job to get the drinks after the first round provided my Lisa and Mike. I think they all liked trying to embarrass me by sending me to the bar. The first trip was a little unnerving since I had no cash, but once the bartender explained that he would put it on Cecilia's tab, I stopped being nervous. Besides the bartender was cute and I liked the way he looked at my tits.

The club wasn't too crowded when we arrived but things picked up as it got later. Friends of my Mistress began to drift over to meet her new acquisition as more than one person called me. I was sent out to dance with a couple of her friends including one couple who felt the need to sandwich me between themselves. I will not lie. I enjoyed that. I also enjoyed her other friends, both male and female, who seemed to feel free to fondle me on the dance floor. The guys seemed to prefer pressing up against my back with a slow grind while they reached around to play with my boobs. The women seemed more confident. If it was a slow song they preferred wrapping one hand around my neck to hold me tight while there other hand rubbed my pussy. One of Mistress' friends, a stunning black woman named Sapphire, was more bold and slid three fingers into my pussy while holding me in an iron grip so I couldn't escape. I'm not sure if her goal was to make me cum or just to prove her superiority by displaying how easily she could manipulate me. By the end of the song I was panting. When she returned me to Cecilia, she said "we'll have to exchange slaves some weekend." My Mistress agreed that was a fine idea.