Change of Control Ch. 03

"Yes sir," she said feeling the first bondage of the night as the seatbelt tighten with its calibration and then released against her as he started the German sports sedan. This brought a grin and a bite of her lower lip with the anticipation of true bondage that was sure to be in the plan.

She felt Derek drive the car out of the parking lot with his typical precision, steady gas and firm but controlled braking. As the car straightened and settled on a slow cruise speed through town, she also felt Derek's hand on her exposed thigh and instinctually spread her legs slightly for him. He moved his fingers lightly along her thigh up and then down, and then moved slightly more inward and higher towards her very warm and now wet pussy lips. He started to feel her outer area and was teasing her slightly with his touch. In quick glances he could see her begin to breathe heavier as his touch was increasing her desire for more direct pleasure. An idea occurred to him watching her reaction and he maneuvered the car off the main road and parked in a quite spot.

"Katie, keep the blindfold on. We are parked but I assure you no one can see; it's a spur of the moment change of plans. I am getting out and coming to your side of the car. Don't worry, no games, we are safe. Trust me," he said, and she heard him open his door and true to his word moved to her side of the car and opened her door.

He kissed her briefly and then whispered in her ear, "I am removing your coat waist belt. I think I have a much better plan for it."

She did not move while she felt him releasing the belt from around her waist and then pulled the belt out from under her back. Lifting her right hand, she felt the belt tied quickly around her right wrist. "Derek..." she began to protest.

"Shhh. Trust me."

She relaxed only slightly but did not protest any further letting him finish tying her right hand. He then fed the belt behind her seat and he climbed into the back to finish the makeshift bondage. He reached for her left wrist and with the belt pulled relatively tight, secured her left wrist with the belt. Her arms were now somewhat secure with her coat belt around the back of her seat. She pulled in slight protest and to test his technique but found she was indeed secure. He exited the backseat and moved back to the open passenger door. Still blindfolded she felt one more kiss and then her seat began to recline as he operated the bucket seat controls. With her seat now at a 45-degree angle, he begun to unbutton the rest of her coat and moved it to each of her sides. Now basically naked he took in the beautiful site of her for a few moments and then shut her door and moved back to the driver's seat.

Once on the road he moved his right hand back to her and began to search for her wetness and swollen clit. She took in a deep breath as his finger found the target and began to circle tightly against her very sensitive organ. "Katie, this was not part of the plan for tonight, but I have to admit once I saw you nearly naked in the seat the thought hit me instantly. I am ok with changes on the fly if you are," he said. "Do you want me to continue?"

"Yes Derek," she said biting her lip as his finger worked hard, not teasing at all but worked diligently to increase the sensation the best he could while keeping most of his concentration on driving, "please continue. Oh my god please continue."

This was all of the confirmation he needed. Unbeknownst to her, he turned a different direction and moments later merged on to the 4-lane highway and accelerated his car to the speed limit and activated the cruise control. Now able to focus slightly more on her needs he said, "Katie, I believe I am going to literally drive you crazy and literally drive you to your first orgasm in just a few minutes. We are now on the highway; I wonder if the truck up ahead of us is going to like the show when we pass him, and can he see your naked splendor just as I can?"

"Oh my god Derek," she said as her hips moved against his hand and she moved her legs as far as part as possible inviting him for more pleasure.

Derek removed his finger just long enough to reach her erect nipples and give each a stern squeeze and then moved back to her clit.

"We are getting closer to the truck Katie. Mmmmm he is going to love seeing you...He is really going to love to see you cum Katie. I know you are getting closer too. Just another moment Katie," he taunted.

"Derek, oh my god I want to cum so bad...but someone watching... Derek," she said in a conflicted tone.

"We can slow down, both the car and my finger. You don't cum but you don't get seen. Your call," he said and pressed harder and moved his finger trying to sway her opinion.

"AHhhhhhh, Derek," she paused feeling his increased pressure. "I need to cum!"

She heard the turn signal blink for a second and the slight sense of the car changing lanes. The roar of the large tires on the rear of the truck trailer confirmed in her mind that they were really passing a truck. She had hoped this was another one of his mind tricks, but she now knew that was not the case. Biting her lip and feeling the impending orgasm build she could not believe she was going to be the plot of a story soon to be told over and over again by the truck driver about to get a show.

"Katie, we are so close...and you are too. Oh, my Katie you are so exciting to control, so responsive. I love the way your body responds... Are you ready to cum Katie?" he said as he brought the car next to the cab of the truck and matched speeds.

"Ready?" he asked again working his finger hard against her. Her fists were clenched and pulled hard against the belt and her back arched as the orgasm tipped over the point of no return. "Cum now Katie, hard. I am commanding you to cum as hard as you can!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHH," she literally screamed as the road trip orgasm ripped through her. She screamed again as the waves washed over her and then held her breath as another wave built and washed over her, forcing her to scream one more time.

Derek kept focus on the road, his speed, the truck, and most importantly his hand tightly held against her while she ground against his fingers in pure pleasure. After several seconds she began to regain her breath and with this cue Derek slowed the car to manevuer behind the truck. As he slowed, they both heard the trucks horn honk a long and then short series of bellows announcing his appreciation of the show.

"Oh my god he really watched me, didn't he?" Katie asked with her eyes still behind the blindfold. She could hear the sound of the engine and tires of the truck during the last episode but wanted to believe the driver was not watching. The honking of the horn changed that hope. The car started to slow down further, and she could hear the turn signal indicated they were likely turning towards the play barn. Thinking through in more detail the events that just happened, tied as she was in his car and forced to orgasm in front of a complete stranger, a grin began to appear on her flushed face. He was exercising his control, and she loved every scary and exhilarating kinky minute of it. "What are my boundaries?" she whispered to herself smiling at the thought they may never reach them.

"Yes Katie, you definitely provided a show that driver will long tell. I do hope that was ok. That was not part of the plan but just occurred me. You have a certain effect on me Katie."

"If my hands were not bound, I would like to feel what effect I may be having on you sir," she said back increasing her grin.

"In due time tonight pet, in due time," he said. "There will be new experiences for us both, that I can promise."

"Sounds awful," she said in complete sarcasm and now in a full smile.

"I guarantee it," he said back, causing her smile to wane slightly not exactly sure how to interpret this response. Was it a good "awful" or a bad "awful"? Damn his mind games she thought.

His hand rested on her left upper thigh as he drove and every so often moved his touch lightly along her leg. The drive took slightly longer to arrive at the play barn due to the orgasm detour and she sat quietly soaking in his touch and her increased arousal once again.

The car slowed and turned but did not accelerate, rather keeping a slow pace along the now familiar ride of the long smooth driveway. The left turn was the signal they were approaching the play barn and she began to feel an increasing need for attention as her erotic state was growing. Her legs moved together, and her hips ever so slightly flexed with anticipation. The click of the door opener was the last traditional sound of the outside world as the car pulled into the play barn directly and with the closing of the garage style door behind them, all normalcy was shut off. All she knew of this location was the interior of this erotic playroom and how he controlled her while in it. She bit her lower lip in anticipation.

Derek opened her door and admired the view once again of her body loosely draped with her open trench coat and wrists still bound with the waistband. "If I could crawl in there with you Katie, I would and take you just as you are. You are stunning," he told her. Her legs moved once again with this comment and she pulled at the waistband restraint testing to determine if she could get free. "Let me take care of that and we will get you out of the car," he said while watching her pull at the bindings.

He untied the right wrist which allowed her to pull the waistband around the back of the seat with her left wrist. Helping her out of the car, he continued to help her remove the remaining knot and then in a swift move he pulled her into him, his hands finding their way under her coat and her naked waist. He kissed her deeply while continuing to hold her close and his right hand moved lower to her naked bottom. She moaned behind the long kiss and eagerly returned the passion while feeling Derek explore the back of her naked body. She felt him along his back and then moved her right hand around to the front of his pants and instantly found his growing member.

This inspired her in her aroused state knowing that she was having the same effect on him. She quickly dropped to her knees and felt for his belt, and then his pants button. Moving as swiftly as she could with the blindfold still on, she moved his waistband down and felt for his erection. Giving the growing erection a firm stroke, she quickly replaced her hand with her mouth and began to suck, feeling the erection grow from semi hard to fully erect in her mouth. This triumph completely satisfied her need and desire to please Derek. She had thought so often of what his erection would be like having never seen or touched it so far. She sucked hard and took the erection deep into her mouth making sure she provided as much pleasure as she was capable. This continued for another few moments until she felt him pull out of her mouth and tugged on her arms indicating for her to stand.

"You want me to stop?" she asked in a curious tone.

"God no, that felt amazing. But what I want is to be in control of you and we need to get you in position for the next adventure. Trust me, you will be tasting me again."

"Mmmmm I can't wait," she said with a smile.

Derek reached for the blindfold and gently removed the item from her head. She naturally blinked a few times letting her eyes become accustom to the lighting of the barn. He led her over once again to the area of the barn that was more finished then the majority of the rest of the barn. She looked and noticed the drawer of secrets was shut and she was curious what might be in the drawer hiding for her later torment.

"Let's get this coat off of you Katie and thank you. That took some courage to wear this to the drugstore. It was very erotic for me to witness you completing the task knowing how it must have been making you feel."

"I'm not going to lie, I was very nervous Derek," she said. "I would not like that to be a normal requirement please," she said while looking at him sincerely in his eyes. "I did like the challenge though and I will do tasks as you like."

"I sincerely appreciate that Katie," he said and bent down and confirmed the sentiment with a quick kiss.

Standing in front of him naked did not feel nearly as awkward as it had in the previous two adventures. She was beginning to feel much more comfortable with him and having brought him to a full erection moments before gave her confidence that she could satisfy his desire. She stood and looked patiently around the open room trying to spot any clues as to the next plot. True to the previous visits, there were no toys or items in the open to provide such a hint.

Derek removed the corset from the drawer and walked to her. "I believe you are familiar with this item," he said smiling a devilish grin.

"Yes sir, I am," she replied with a hint of apprehension.

He raised her arms as her not so direct comment did not pursued Derek from opening the corset and lifting the garment to her core to begin the process of applying the restrictive satin. Making sure the front basks were closed, he moved to the rear and began the process of tightening the laces. She felt each tug and pull constrict the garment causing pressure against her ribs and subsequent breathing to become slightly labored and certainly more intense. After a few more pulls of the long black laces from top and bottom to the middle of the garment, she felt the laces being tied into a bow behind her back. The tightened garment now held her very firm and reminded her of the bondage she had endured in the same garment before. As if on cue, she also felt the wetness begin to boil over her pussy and she knew the inevitable drip was beginning to form. She shook her head in her own silence at her body's reaction. "Damn why do I get so turned on from this?" she said to herself.

Derek reached into the drawer and produced several items and walked to her holding an array of black leather that she eyed curiously.

"I believe you are familiar now with all of these," he began to say holding out the items. "Let's get the wrist cuffs on first."

Derek reached for her petite wrist and began the task of applying the soft leather wrist cuff to her with enough closer to ensure she could not pull out of the cuff. He was fairly certain this was a possibility for what he had in mind, so he double checked the security of the leather. Satisfied that it was tight enough, he repeated the process for the other wrist, checking the cuff as well to make sure if squirming and pulling were to happen, she would be well bound.

"That seems fairly tight Derek," Katie said with some apprehension.

"Is it too tight, is it cutting off any circulation?"

"No, it's just a little tighter I think than last time is all."

"Ok perfect. It needs to be. Now, on to the next item," he said knowing very well that this played with her growing curiosity and added to her anxiety of the unknown erotic torment that was planned.

He moved around in front of her and began applying the hood that he used during the last adventure. The hood last time was for anonymity during his public display of her bondage, but tonight there would be no webcam. The hood was for the added effect of full bondage he had planned. Stepping around to the back of her he instructed, "Katie, please make sure the mask is in the correct placement for your comfort as I begin to lace the back."

He faintly recognized an indignant breath from her as she held the mask in place with her hands as he began to gently yet firmly tighten the laces. The irony of lacing a hood while asking her to keep it place for comfort was not lost on him, and he smiled as he was sure she was wide eyed on the other side of the hood feeling the leather encase her head. Tying the laces in a bow at the bottom of the hood, he watched as she felt the hood around her head and face, no wrinkles, smooth, form fitting, black soft leather molded to her which created almost a second skin.

Still standing behind her, he next applied a wide collar around her neck that had boning in place to create a posturing effect. Lacing the collar also in place, the boning and width of the collar made it much more difficult and limited her ability to move her head. She tried and could manage slight motion up and down as well as left and right. "Derek, is this really necessary?" she asked warily still trying to move her head slightly.

"It is if you want to be controlled," he said back. He moved around in front of her and quickly took a nipple in each hand and began to apply some very firm pressure. She jumped at the quick pain and looked at him but made no motion to try to remove his hands.

"You still do want to be controlled Katie?" he said while holding her nipples and squeezing with more pressure.

She tried to nod her head in quiet affirmation of his question, but with the collar on she was resigned to whisper, "Yes."

"Yes, what Katie? Tell me, tell me what you want. I need to hear it now before we proceed any further this evening."

She looked at him while he held her nipples tightly. She hesitated with slight embarrassment at the confession she was once again preparing to say. She knew she would say it, but it was difficult to hear the words out loud and told to her captor. He increased the pressure on her nipples and twisted ever so slightly, not painful yet but just on the border. "I want you to control me Derek. I want...no I need you to control me. Please do whatever you want. I trust you," she said looking at him in the eyes. She bit her lip and did not break the stare, and finished her confession with, "And push me. I trust you."

He very slowly released the tension on her nipples and then let go. He reached up to cup her chin in his hand and bent down and kissed her. "You are more amazing on the inside than the outside Katie. Thank you for your trust. Is there anything more special than that? Not much I imagine." He kissed her once again and then took her hand and began to walk.

Smiling slightly at the fairly deep connection, she walked hand in hand with him to the center of the barn and approached the heavy wooden worktable that was the center piece of the area.

The tabletop was solid wood made of hard wood boards that were very carefully laminated to each other so that the edge of the board became the top once all of the boards were glued together. The three-inch-thick top was sanded perfectly flat with every edge expertly rounded over and a well applied clear finish protected the surface. The table was long at nearly 8 feet in length and was 32 inches wide. Along the top of the table were series of holes offset from the front edge by 4 inches and ran the entire length of the table. The same line of holes was also present offset from the back edge and also two series of similar holes offset from each end of the table. The holes went completely through the thick top and each hole had been routed to produce a rounded over edge. The base holding the heavy top was also made of hard wood and at each leg joint a pair of dowels was present indicating to a trained eye that mortis and tenon joints were present and the dowels were part of the construct.

"I made this table fashioned from a traditional woodworker's bench design," he began to explain. "The top is perfectly flat and square, so I have a reference when making square furniture joints. The holes you see are for different clamps and devices used to hold wood in place if I am sanding, chiseling, carving, or really any work needed on a steady piece of wood. However, in our case tonight, the table and holes will be playing a slightly different role, although holding something securely I suppose it not all that much different really. Now, would you be so kind as to step here and then lie down on the table please," he said motioning to a step stool that was beside the table.