Kelly’s driving away

As I got closer to the car it started and she started to back out. I tried to hurry as my breasts began to jiggle with each step on the hard concrete hurting my feet but she was already pulling out of the parking lot. I must have upset her in some way. Either by wasting her time or covering myself, or both. I looked around at everyone staring at me, I looked back at the woman who had shown concern and then I looked back at the car driving away. She was turning into the street. I didn’t know whether to stay here, naked without any real rights or protections, or to give chase.

I knew I could make things right if I could just catch up to her. I took a deep breath and started running trying to keep my hands firmly between my legs, my breasts bouncing uncomfortably and my butt jiggling and I knew I was putting on a show for these people. My feet were already killing me by the time I reached the edge of the parking lot and she was still driving down the street.

I felt abandoned and alone but then I noticed her car was getting passed by everyone around her. She wasn’t going as fast as she could or as fast as everyone else driving expected. She wanted me to catch up. This was a test or a tease and I smiled knowing she was playing a little game with me. Just our little game and no one else in the world mattered but the two of us.

Cars were honking, people were hollering, some boys made lewd remarks but they didn’t matter. My body belonged to her and I needed to deliver it to her. Still it seemed she was getting faster so I finally admitted defeat and removed my hands from between my legs to be able to run faster. The wind tickled my pussy lips as I felt the slow drip of juices pulled lower by it. As soon as I did she seemed to notice I was uncovered she pulled over.

I wanted to stop running now that she had stopped the car but I remembered I was naked and didn’t want to be in public any longer than need be so I kept running though it was uncomfortable for my breasts and feet. This had been my punishment and I deserved it. She had said not to cover and I did.

I finally reached her car and looked in to see her texting again. I reached for the door and it was still locked. She rolled down the window.

“Do we understand each other now?”

Though I’m sure she didn’t really understand me, or at least not yet, I answered in the affirmative.

“Yes, master. I’m so sorry for covering up after you said not to.”

The door unlocked.

“Get in, Dyke.”

I opened the door with a smile from ear to ear. She had put a towel down on my seat and I knew it was for sanitary reasons . I felt mildly embarrassed knowing my bare ass and pussy would be on her seat and she obviously didn’t want that to be the case. I took a deep breath and got in and sat down and closed the door. She reached into her back seat.

“I’ve got something for you.”