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"Great, let's get going!"

From the tone and volume of Anna's voice, it's obvious to John that the words aren't directed at him. Sure enough, he heard the door open, and a moment later two blonde girls in gold mini dresses were standing before him. They curtsied ironically.

"It's a pleasure to do business with you and your mistress today! No need to try to speak, we can see clearly the feeling is mutual!"

"Well, we'd love to stand around and chat, but you've got a ceremony to be at. Here, Ms. Smith, you take his left leg, and I'll take his right leg."

The other girl moved around to behind John, and he felt her place one hand against his upper back and the other on the back of his head, while the first girl and Anna slipped their hands under his legs. A moment later, she nodded, and John's legs were hoisted upwards, the shift in balance causing his torso to lean backwards into the second girl's grip. He was now being carried horizontally.

The second girl shifted her grip slightly to get a more stable hold, her hair brushing against John's face in the process. The stimulation caused his erection to twitch slightly, and she giggled softly.

Just like that, John was carried outside, one girl holding his head and back, and his mistress and the other girl each carrying a thigh and shin. Anna's hand was particularly warm against his thigh, and all three women had a clear view of John's face and crotch so they could see exactly the effect it was having on him.

They stopped, and stood beside a sleek black limousine. The back door swung open silently, detecting their presence.

"It's a bit of a trip to the venue. Let's get you guys settled in nice and comfy. The girl in charge of John's head backed into the limousine, bringing his head towards the rear of the vehicle. The roomy interior of the limousine was lit dimly in neon colors, reminiscent of a trendy bar. He felt himself being lowered onto the floor, and braced himself for his arms to be crushed underneath him. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that there was a slot in the middle of the floor for his armbinder, meaning that his arms weren't **** to hold his weight.

While John was thinking about his arms, the three women were latching three rings in place, one around his neck, and one for each of his ankles. John wasn't completely immobilized: he could still wiggle his hips a bit. With her sub in his place, Anna settled down on the couch above and beside him, while the two girls in the gold mini dresses moved away towards the front of the limo.

A moment later, and the vehicle was moving. There was no engine sound, just a bit of a rumble from the pavement below. The suspension was fancy enough that there was hardly any shaking from the road, but it was rather disconcerting for John to have his neck choked by the metal ring whenever the limousine made a sharp turn. He focused on the chandeliers dangling above him, illuminated in blues, pinks, and yellows by the exotic lighting.

"Would you care for some champagne, Ma'am?"

John tilted his head forwards. Anna was positioned at the middle of his body, with her legs stretched out to the opposite couch. She had taken her boots off, so her feet and shins were covered only in sheer black stockings, while her thighs remained bare. The leather corset hugged her torso as before, squeezing out her breasts appetizingly. She smiled politely as she accepted the champagne, but her eyes looked a bit bored.

"If you want a little break from being stared at, I can give you some privacy."

It was the second girl from earlier, sitting on the opposite couch from Anna and leaning over John to give Anna her champagne. They had very similar faces and voices, but he could tell that it was the second girl because she was a bit bustier than the other, and had longer hair. Her breasts looked like they might escape from the small dress as she leaned forwards, but they fit back inside as she returned to a normal sitting position.

"That would be wonderful, thank you!" Anna sounded genuinely relieved at the offer.

John expected that to be the blonde girl's cue to disappear into the front of the limousine, but instead she lifted up her legs and scooted up the couch towards his head. She reached behind herself briefly, then leaned down, fitting a thick black blindfold over John's eyes. He was treated to a close-up view of her delicious bust as it nearly escaped from the mini dress again, and then deprived entirely of his vision. It was a very effective blindfold, and he discovered that he could discover no difference in the sheet of blackness, whatever angle he turned his head.

A moment later, he felt a stockinged foot begin to tickle his ball sack exploratively. Soon, his erection from earlier was returning in ****.

"Hello again," murmured Anna. The first foot remaining on his balls, he felt another foot begin to stroke the side of his penis idly.

The remainder of the trip was indeed long, but John forgot entirely that he was in a moving vehicle, reminded only by the occasional sharp turn that ground him into his restraints.