The ride is fine

I was grateful when I felt the bus begin to slow to a stop, and I peaked out the window to find we had arrived. Thankfully after Carrie’s last order, she’d mostly left me alone. That is to say, she rubbed at my still very erect nipples only just often enough to keep them excited, but otherwise I was allowed to sit in peace.

“Finally,” I said, beginning to raise my arms. Once again I was stopped by Carrie.

“I said I’d cover you Erica, so just hang on a minute. No one else is gonna see your lady parts,” Carrie assured. “Not yet anyway.”

I didn’t like that last bit, but there really wasn’t much I could do. I continued sitting, watching as the five students and the chaperone on the front end of the bus got off. One of them turned around as they exited, wondering why we were all just sitting there, but I was luckily still positioned behind a seat, so my head was all that was visible. A few seconds later and we were the only passengers on the bus, the driver having gotten out to stretch his legs.

“Ok now Erica, stand up and walk into the aisle, and keep those arms down,” Carrie said. I looked at her worried, but she continued speaking to assure me I was fine. “Don’t worry, I’m a Mistress of my word.”

I stayed still a second, not wanting to risk someone looking in through the bus window. I leaned over just enough to see that everyone appeared to be busy with their luggage. I figured the sooner I got up the sooner I’d be dressed, so with one finally nervous sigh, I stood up. I moved in front of Carrie and into the aisle, keeping my arms by my side as instructed.

“Good Erica,” Carrie said behind me. “Now stay still while I cover you up, unless you don’t wanna keep those privates private.”