An uber that screeches to a halt next to K-T

The back door opens and the man at the wheel, obviously another accomplice of Emily, lowers the window and invites him to get in and hurry up. K-T doesn't need to be told twice and leaps into the cabin. The uber speeds away. Now I'll tell you what happens inside because I'm writing this after reviewing the audio and video from the cameras installed in the car.

Emily got the idea from a web series featuring girls who get into taxis just to strip and once naked, masturbate.

In K-T's case, the preliminary phase is absent. The driver addresses K-T, who doesn't know what to say. He is covering himself with more modesty than usual, but soon he will be extremely uninhibited because, unbeknownst to him, an invisible gas has been released into the car that erases inhibitions and makes people docile and obedient.

Moreover, K-T is already predisposed to this from a lifetime of humiliations and orders. Let's hear what the man has to say.

-Stay calm. The ride has already been paid for, and i know i have to take you home. Enjoy the ride, and if you want, tell me how you ended up naked in the back seats of my car. They hadn't warned me that you would be.

The gas takes effect, and that request becomes an excuse to relive the evening. The driver smiles and knowing what to do says.

-You can't say that you don't know how to have fun. Are you planning to do something about your erection? You really have a nice big one.

K-T nods.

-Yes, it's pretty hard, but i risk splattering everywhere.

The driver, looking at K-T's penis in the rearview mirror, says.

-Let's do it this way: you start, and in the meantime, tell me a bit about yourself... and if you don't want to do it in front of me, if you're a bit reserved about these things - he realizes he's being teased but likes it - you can turn your back to me and stay with your knees on the seat... you know, some people stimulate themselves by putting their fingers in their butt.

K-T, at the end of the conversation, is in the desired position, and now in the rearview mirror, his buttocks are still bruised and red.

-I wouldn't want to show my butt so red. If it were normal, it wouldn't bother me, but they really gave me a lot of spankings.

The driver tinted the windows to avoid any issues with that particular passenger. He also followed Emily's ENPM protocol for this.

-So the finger would go... well, you know, inside the little hole...- asks K-T, who in that particular moment, with the fingertip in contact with the butt hole, manages to counteract the manipulative effect of the gas.

The driver bursts out laughing.

-The little hole... it's clear that you don't like to refer to that part of your body by its name. You are uncomfortable. You should be more relaxed. On the finger, yes, you are right. It's done as you said. Try.

K-T is in a truly humiliating position, but thanks to the gas being fully absorbed, it's as if he were relaxed and calm at a café table, sipping herbal tea. He brings his fingers behind and starts to poke his anus.

-It hurts. They spanked me here too, and really hard. Maybe you have an ointment or something?

The driver shakes his head.

-No, no cream. If they had informed me about your condition, I would have brought it. Then it's better to go back to plan A. Turn around and give yourself three or four hits to the cock. You don't need to work on the foreskin. Your glans is already quite visible, red, and swollen. So you must be very close to the climax. For this reason, when you feel the orgasm coming before the “boom”, extinguish the fuse. You wait a bit and then light another one.

K-T again follows the orders to the letter.

-You is really understanding. It's not that I didn't like the previous position, but in this one, i can see her better and talk to you. I like doing it while i masturbate. Four strokes and then i stop. I understand.

-Slow taps with your fingers that move it without jerky movements so you can control it better. And then, as you can see, you're already quite wet up top, as they say. Your cock, i bet, is the happiest about the night.

The driver adds these words and then keeps watching the scene in the rearview mirror. The interrupted masturbation sequence will enrich the EMPM project. What sets it apart from so much similar material is that K-T talks passionately about anything that concerns her embarrassments. She talks between one request and another to her assistant about how, in the end, she cares for her sister Emily.

-You've really been through a lot.- comments the driver. Stop. You're passing the three strikes. By the fourth one, I don't think you'll make it anymore. The sperm drips between your fingers.

-A lot is an understatement, but anyway, I don't know why, but now i feel comfortable masturbating without finishing here in this car, talking about my experiences. Usually, we are born naked and spend most of our lives dressed. For me, this rule didn't apply much.

-There are bodies that it's a shame to cover. I think so - says the driver following the line ""philosophical" of a K-T at peace with himself because of the gas.

-How much longer before arriving at my home? I can't see outside with the tinted windows.

-Not much.

-So i can go all the way or continue with three strokes and stop.

-Can you do it? If you really can't, just let me know and we'll stop and finish outside the car. It's like what I do with someone who's drunk and about to vomit.

-I can control myself. I like the edging sensation. If possible, with every stroke of my hand on my cock, it feels bigger. I wouldn't want it to drip. I'm looking in case i drop it on my naked body.

The driver opens the glove compartment and takes out a pack of tissues.

-No, clean yourself up and then we'll try the "elastic" game, and once that's done, we'll be there.

-The elastic? - asks K-T.

-Yes, once it's clean, push down the erect cock and then let it go, and it will snap back like a rubber band. I don't think you can hold out much longer. Without the hands is better.

-Then it's best to stop, and I'll do it outside the car.

-Let's wait until we're in front of your house. Get out. Do the elastic and then we'll say goodby

-Okay. - says only K-T.

And that's exactly how his ride ends, since after the Uber stops next to the sidewalk that leads to his house, the boy, once he gets out, pushes the hard cock down as much as possible with the palm of his hand and then releases it, causing it to bounce backward and then come a bit forward. He certainly can't do any more.

But this last blow is too much to hold on the edge of orgasm, and the penis releases the pressure with a notable spurt. And K-T emphasizes this by raising his arms like a cheerleader cheering for the team.

The driver smiles while K-T wipes herself with the tissues.

-Thanks. I used the whole package. I was soaking wet. I had some in my hair too. It doesn't matter. It's all my stuff.

-It was a pleasure in every sense.

K-T calmly returns home and, thanks to the effect of the gas, will end up not remembering much of anything, but then when the plan is fully revealed, he will regain the memories and emotions of this night and the second phase of the project.

The third will be the worst for K-T, the most humiliating and public by far. Embarrassing right from the chosen location.