More shopping, of course

Vyki could do nothing as she felt the momentum of the car propel the vehicle onto the road while the autonomous **** between her thighs continued to rise and fall, tormenting, teasing, and pleasing her as they hurtled around the streets. At one point along the journey, she felt the tip of Mistress’s crop dance along her inner thigh. The state of her heightened senses caused her body to reflexively pull her knees together to protect her sensitive inner thighs from the tickling of Mistress’s tool.

However, Vyki learned how much of a mistake that was as she received a firm slap on her exposed thigh even while Mistress was driving. The crop was then used to direct her chin to face Mistress from Vyki’s bound state. A forceful and serious tone that Vyki hadn’t heard since the most **** disciplinary session of their children that sent chills down Paul’s spine when being a mere observer was now directed intently into Vyki’s eyes while being trapped mere inches from Mistress, “Never deny your owner access to your body, slut. If I want to fondle your tits at the pulpit during communion or finger your ass in line at the DMV, you will happily make your flesh available to ME; do you understand that, cunt?”

Vyki’s taxed mind focused what little power it had at absorbing Mistress’s words and responded intently with the expected, “yes, Mistress.” In the silence of Mistress’s continued intense stare, a small thread of thought wondered where Mistress had come up with or considered those ideas as Paul had never considered pushing or threatening Molly’s aversion to public display to such an extent. However, this thread was quickly squashed as she could feel the crop return to her thigh, and she dutifully spread her knees to grant Mistress access. Vyki couldn’t even consider stopping the moan as the sensitive skin was teased all the way to her crotch.

The sensation and shiver across her body at some point caused her eyes to close during a particular intense moan as the next image registered in her mind her Mistress had returned focus to the road ahead. However, Vyki dare not move her head away from the focus Mistress had directed her and she continued to watch the side of her intense face for any indication of her next directive as Vyki’s mind got closer and closer to an explosion while they continued across their town’s streets. When Vyki felt the warmth of Mistress’s palm on her bare thigh, she moaned further and moved her leg closer to Mistress to grant her more access to her body.

Vyki was next rewarded with the intense fire from both Mistress’s eyes as she felt the momentum of the car stop. She felt Mistress’s hand move behind her head and grip the back of her head. She could see Mistress’s eyes dart around but didn’t dare try to consider what they were darting at and lost any thought other than what she was feeling as she felt Mistress’s other hand on her thigh as she saw Mistress twist in her seat and come closer to her. Vyki was sure she could hear the growl of the world around her vibrate through her entire body as she felt the animalistic energy from Mistress totally take over her as Mistress leaned her own body across the car to attack the trapped slut’s lips with a very intense kiss.

While her tongued attacked and danced with Vyki’s tongue, Mistress pushed Vyki’s thighs apart to the maximum the passenger side of the car would support. As she continued to make out with the horny little girl, Mistress gripped under the girl’s knee closest to her and lifted her leg up as she continued her oral tango with the girl. She was very pleased to see the girl's flexibility easily allowed her knee to reach up to her tit allowing her heel to rest on the seat. Mistress then proceeded to trace down the girl’s calf to lift her heel further and place on the dash above the center console.

Molly broke the kiss long enough to pull back from the panting slut admiring the fully exposed, nude leg from trapped heel down to strapped waist easily showing of the small purple pocket at the front of her thong. Taking one more look down the well-toned and tanned bare leg, she then proceeded to look through the passenger window and expand her mischievous grin.

Vyki could tell Mistress was planning something, but the lust filled fog prevented her from contemplated anything beyond the immediate moment. While Mistress wasn’t looking at her as she said it, Vyki took the next command in heart as Mistress tugged lightly on her hair and said, “I want you to put on a big happy grin expressing how much joy you’re feeling and keep it there until I tell you otherwise, slut.”

Vyki briefly broke her grin to answer, “yes, Mistress” and then attempted to plaster the best grin on her made up face for Mistress to express the euphoria she was feeling. Vyki’s world then abruptly shifted as Mistress used the grip of her glued-on wig to shift Vyki’s head around. Vyki struggled with all her brain power to keep her smiling face consistent as the world blurred around her. Slowly her eyes began to refocus, and her eyes shot wide as her brain finally processed, she was staring directly at the driver of the moving truck pulled up next to them at the red light. Vyki could feel her strapped in body quiver as her brain trained to fight that they couldn’t really see down into the passenger window even though she knew any man with have descent eye sight would easily be able to see the color of her pretty new panties as her big grin slightly wavered seeing the other movers lean across the truck to look down at her. Vyki could feel moisture growing in her eyes as she heard an aggravated honk behind them before her car lurched forward under Mistress’s direction by the assumed green light. Vyki continued a hollow grin out her window as small tears dribbled down her face while her brain tried to process what she was going through and continued to make excuses and explanations discounting and distracting the unwanted thoughts as her body continued to be flooded with hormones and energy. The waves continued to stimulate, tease, and excite Vyki, but they would never push her over the edge.

If her brain were fully functioning, Vyki may have tried to adjust her leg placement. However, her conflicting sides found it easier to retreat internally blocking out most cognitive realizations. This at least even the cursory driver they passed a look at a very sexy leg with very inviting CMF pump on the dashboard and the more astute person on the street a view had a very flirtatious red head sharing revealing pose while her equally sexy driver pressed on.

Vyki’s mind finally seemed to re-engage with the world around them as she felt the car bump over the entrance to the parking lot they arrived at. Vyki ventured sliding her heel along the dash and, when Mistress didn’t object, she compressed her leg enough to let her heel drop next to her other foot bringing her knees together. As she noticed Mistress turning the wheel abruptly to maneuver her car into an available parking spot far from the building, Vyki could only lean the head of her restrained body forward enough to see the large signage as her natural coloring drained from her face barely registering the halt of the vibrations beneath her.