An uneventful drive home.

The drive home was (relatively) uneventful, Tammy mostly being kept busy after Will had transformed the entire back half of the large into a Sci-Fi inspired pleasure machine for Tammy to keep her occupied and most importantly edged for the trip back.

Tammy's now naked body was doubled over as the pod like machine enveloped her. Her arms were strapped behind her back by shiny white bands while her long, bronzed legs were hiked up, her feet secured above her, her thick thighs squeezing her large tits together as dozens of grabbers, toys, zappers and every other possible tool of sensation was applied across her entire body from every possible angle.

Her nipples were teased, brushed and zapped while her tits were caressed and squeezes. A thick clear dildo slammed into her before slowing as her climax approached then speeding up again, so on and so forth while smooth, flowing brushes grazed her thighs and pussy lips. Her ass he'd left alone although he had increased the size and power of the vibrating beads leaving her truly stuffed. Her mouth was free however Will couldn't hear her cries of pleasure and reprieve thanks to the white bubble over her head that blocked both noise, sight and even smell!

It still allowed her to breath but Tammy was totally blind and deaf to the outside world, her only medium was her bound, frozen and incredibly pleasured body as her head was essentially trapped in a black void.

Will hadn't even prepared the MILF for it, simply asking her as she masturbated furiously in the parking lot,

'Is what I'm imagining a reality?'

Next thing Tammy knew, she was trussed up and at the mercy of a machine straight from the depths of Will's lurid imagination.

Will decided to take the scenic route home.

The only other minor hiccough was a fairly justifiable traffic stop due to the fact their was obviously a lust crazed MILF pornstar bound and fucked in the back seat and Will's taillight was out.

The cop obviously couldn't believe what she was seeing, the tall, broad shouldered woman adjusting her glasses and belt as she stepped out of the cruiser. Her incredulity only growing as she confirmed what was happening in the back of the car she had pulled over

Officer Sarah Gould was a diligent and competent officer and far away one of the most honest cops in Greenvale, a rising star and if she hadn't pulled Will over, would have gone on to have a long and esteemed career.

The grinning figure leaned out the window, already rolled down and Officer Gould raised an eyebrow, somthing about this-

'Are you the prostitute Tasha ordered for me?'

Candy chewed her gum and blew a bubble which burst, along with her memories and a career of anything other than being a career fuck, the police cruiser vanished behind her as she leaned on the John's car, bending at the waist so he could see into her small clevage squeezed into the tiny latex crop top, coloured blue and with a cop motif. She even had a matching belt to go with her shiny, matching miniskirt just to piss the pigs off if they caught her.

'What gave it away?' She drawled, sneering as she looked the John up and down, a small quirk of an eyebrow as she saw the thick MILF in the back seat strapped into some abomination of a sex machine.

Whatever, she'd seen stranger and been payed to do even stranger than that!

'Well, you're absolutly hot enough to catch Tasha's attention but you're far to skanky to be one of her private fucks, aren't you?

'Man, fuck you.' The beautiful Candy Gold sneered, shoving her long dirty blond slut cut out of her eyes with long, fake nails before opening the car door, one long, fishnet covered leg in at a time, her long heels almost getting in the way, her golden glossed lips twisted at the insult but fuck-

Money was money and Tasha had payed most up front.

'Hey, I call it as I see it!' The John said, starting the car and fishing a dick large even by Candy's experiences out of his shorts as he pulled away, '-and I mean, you've obviously got somthing out of the arrangement, she payed for those huge, fake tits right?'

Said massive silicon orbs rested on Will's lap, firm and fake inside the straining shiny top as she looked up at him with contempt,

'Look dickhead-' She said, taking his cock into a well practiced hand and pumping it with rote habit, 'I'm trynna do a job here, you're not special because your rich, or buff or got a big dick, you're not even special because Tasha vouched for you-'

The buff asshole laughed, '"Vouched?" What, are you exclusive?'

Will quickly corrected himself as he watched the whore begin to become a little more high class.

That wouldn't do.

'Skanky _and _Exclusive?'

'Yeah, actually. Rich fuckers pay a shitton of money for filth like me.'

She grunts, adjusting the plug she has wedged up her ass as she gags slightly on the cock before sliding it deeper down her throat, she rocks back and forth a few times, getting about half way down before having to come up for [air.

It took the practiced slut three tries before she got it all the way down her throat.

Will grunted.

She was pretty good.

He adjusted the rearview mirror, grinning at the twitching, struggling body of Tammy as she was blitzed by a machine designed to exact maximum pleasure with minimum give and absolutly no release.

He definitely decided he was taking the scenic route home...