Her mind is too far gone for that

"No, not at all. Please, those are tears of joy. I am so happy that you enjoy your time with me, I couldn't keep myself back and cried. Please dont stop because of my tears." She couldn't believe it. He actually did put his hand back on her. On her breasts to pull on them again. It didnt matter, he was touching her. She was useful to him. She was touched by him.

"Oh, well then why dont you start riding? Move that tight little hole of yours on the stick." He put her left nipple between his fingers and just shook it up and down "This is the right speed" She looked down at her titts. He was moving it up and down at least two or maybe even three times a second. Did he really expect her to move herself so fast on a massive thing like the gear lever? Was he.... no enough of those thoughts. If this is what makes him happy, it is what she will do.

"Of course, I cant believe I didn't do it on myself already." She said with a big smile. Slowly moving her hips up and then sliding down again. It was how she expected it to be. It spread her hole open again and it felt like it was going do split her whole body in multiple pieces. As she slowly got up again she heard him say:

"That is not the speed I wanted you to have. Come on, no warmups" And she nodded, closing her eyes, knowing what feelings would come now.

Then she started. Faster than anything would feel good she rode the big knobbed stick, again and again she impaled herself on it, tearing her asshole open for the only purpose of giving her master something nice to see while driving.