and driven away

Jesse's heart was in his ears as he was dragged into the blinking light of another gleaming afternoon. Half of him still hadn't quite caught up with what was happening or where he was being led. His lips still stung with the softness of Suzy's kiss… or the small bite he had given the lower one as they broke off. Yet that short, little buzz from his collar left a tickling, **** feeling that he just couldn't ignore.

The fact that it hadn't burst forth with paralysing shocks yet told him everything he needed to know about who had just made a claim upon him. But he had been ready to follow the ghost of that kiss wherever it wanted him to go anyway… The fact that it had obviously already been pre-ordered as a demand was jarring. As if he hadn't been trusted to fall for such allure. He hadn't even considered breaking free from that softly insisting hand until it became clear that he didn't actually have much choice. And, above it all. There suddenly loomed that extra presence… the true power in this exchange, of whom Suzy was only ever an extended limb. The kiss of invitation had come from one… but the pull at the collar came from another.

Seeing the glinting, dark-windowed car slide over to the curb for them… Jesse suddenly found himself facing a whole new pit of doubt and confusion. Suzy had outright stated that his Daddy was not the one who had staked a claim on Jesse's virginity… Did that just mean that the other sissy was willing to lie for his owner as well? Never had Jesse felt such an immediate, crushing loss of trust in someone; at the same time his entire skin seemed to be burning with the need to press up against them again. His eyes were glued to the subtle hints of Suzy’s curving body that slipped out through that pure white dress. The voracious tease of its oh-so-high hem as it danced in the light summer breeze. The smooth lines of his calves as the femboy locked his knees together and bent down to speak to someone within the vehicle. Was it really possible that he could ever look so pretty in his identically matching outfit and high-wedged sandals? Surely all those eyes passing by could see one perfect, angelic fucktoy and one sham of a stumbling echo… The beating sun of all his insecurities came crashing back from above and refracted out down any avenue they could find. Now he wanted nothing more than for them to hurry up and pull him inside that shaded interior, away from that glorious sunshine and all the suit-wearing strangers who stepped around their obstruction on the sidewalk, whistling under their breath.

“Jesse, this is Driver…”

Suzy had already skipped across the man’s lap to sit on the other side. Cuddling straight up to the slick-haired 30-something with unabashed familiarity. Jesse clambered in on the other side, settling down on the leather seat with a lot more awkwardness and an obvious question on his face.

“Oh, he doesn’t actually drive us… obviously. The car handles all that.”

As if to prove the point, the electric machine hummed into motion. Sliding away from their school with a quiet, dignified smoothness that made the Maglev seem like a juddering old farm truck.

“He just comes along to make sure nothing goes wrong… Or, you know. To help me carry stuff if I go shopping…”

The other sissy seemed to be coming more and more into his element, feeling as empowered as Jesse was unbalanced as they headed off into this world of pampered luxury that Suzy saw day to day. Without a second’s thought he had draped himself down into the lap that lay between them and began undoing the zipper he found there.

“I just call him ‘Driver’ because Daddy doesn’t like me getting too close to the staff… He *Mmmph*... He says his future slutwife shouldn’t need to know anyone’s name, but his… There’s lots of funny, little rules like that at the house you’ll have to learn. But he won’t mind when you’re new…”

Even as he had been saying this, the apparent bride-to-be had taken his daily escort’s cock into a cheek and began slurping away. He even glanced up at Jesse with confusion on his end, when the other femboy didn’t immediately join in. Only seeming to come to a conclusion on what the problem might be after a second or two’s baffled stare stalemate.

“Oh! Don’t worry about the collar… Daddy keeps a tab open for all his friends and employees. It’s only polite to thank people for their hard work, after all…”

With that, he settled back into running his ruby-painted lips up and down the shaft of a man he saw every day and didn’t even know the name of. Jesse hesitated for a moment or two more… but with nothing but small, slurping sounds filling the space around him, there seemed to be no other choice. Whatever he felt about Suzy and the situation right now... He didn’t want to be impolite.