Anna’s New Life

The Driver

Anna stepped off the plane, having been to England before but knowing this would be different. She strode through the airport, single carry on in tow, having been instructed to pack but a few items. There were a few dresses, some odds and ends and essentials, then a variety of lingerie with a few toys - among them a strap on which laid waiting for later use, and a new butt plug she had since inserted on the plane. Of course the plug was currently hidden, it’s cold steel pressed against her skin with a red lace thong overtop. That was matched with a garter belt and balconette bra that made her bimbo like tits overflow. They were testing the seems of her outer layer, a tight white crop top which showed just enough of the red underneath to make her blush going through security; paired with a mid length skirt and black stockings. A gold body chain gracefully flowed down her chest and across her hips, turning more than one head and you walked out of the airport. Little to most people’s knowledge however, Anna’s panties were soaked to the point of dripping down your leg. Her biggest secret was not the plug in your ass, that was fairly normal with her Daddy, but the fact that she had a ball gag under the mandatory COVID mask. The mental anxiety spurred by anyone talking to her, and being helpless to respond, was matched only by the drool she kept trying to inconspicuously wipe away.

*3rd person versus 2nd person, fix later*

Your mind raced with the unknown, which somehow was making you hornier than normal, especially for an airport; but snapped back to focus when you saw a man holding a sign with your name, just as I had said would be there. He asked if you were indeed you, and according to your instructions you sheepishly pulled the mask down enough to show the ball gag to the man; who smirked slightly but wordlessly took your bag and headed for the car. A few minutes of walking later, and he opened the door to a black Mercedes with tinted windows. As you started to sit down in the back, he grabbed your arm and abruptly reached under your skirt and pushed on the plug. Your eyes widened as you were both alarmed by the sudden touch, but also as you realized his push on the plug had turned on a vibrate function you previously had no knowledge of. He released you and you slumped into the car, wetter than before and your asshole vibrating. “Fuck,” you thought internally, “what kind of slut am I that I can’t even think straight after that.” The driver set your bag in the back, then began to drive to a destination where you knew your life would change.

About a half hour into the two hour drive, the driver hit a bump that caused you to startle awake, not realizing you had dozed off in contentment. Seeing you stir, he pulled an app up on his phone and hit a button, which reflected in your butt plug. FUCK was all you could think as you realized your driver controlled your pleasure at that moment, and it was shortly about to turn into humiliation. He handed you a card that read the following, in elegant cursive.

“Hello my darling, I hope you enjoyed your flight, and the small bathroom didn’t give you any trouble changing. Unfortunately, this car might be more cramped for the task you’re about to do. Next to you is a small paper bag, you are to take off your clothing and place it neatly in the bag, and take the rope harness that is currently in there and put it on. The driver will tie the final knots. Oh, and switch gags for me as well, you’ll find a more sufficient one and a collar to wear inside. I look forward to your arrival, pet”

You looked blankly at the card, wanting desperately to follow instructions but embarrassed of what you would have to do with the strangers eyes on you. You reached down and felt your panties one more time though, you may be crazy, but you wanted this. You began to take off your clothing, layer by layer, keenly aware of the eyes on you. Thankfully the windows were dark enough that most people couldn’t see in as they passed by on the highway. You took off your mask and gag underneath, for the first time in what must have been hours, and breathed deeply. For a minute, the full breath was enough to make you forget you were naked in a strangers car, in a foreign land. Well, not completely naked, you thought internally with a giggle as a your ass vibrated away. What happened next would take that giggle away.

The driver pulled off the road at a remotely secluded area. He got out, and then opened your door and pulled you out by your hair. The same roughness you had felt earlier that once excited you, now frightened you, as you were totally nude with no one around. He reached past you and grabbed the gag first. You hadn’t really studied it previously, but as he pulled it out you knew immediately what it was. While the ball gag had been simple, this was a full fledge dildo with a small leather base plate. Instinctively, you opened your mouth as it was brought toward you and you swallowed the full 6” cock. Thank god, you thought, my boyfriend is bigger than this so I’m not going to suffocate... a glob of saliva then rolled out from your mouth and onto tour tits as you stood there...but I might drown. Next came the rope harness, as the driver expertly slipped the premade portions around your body, and tied the rest himself. All in all, the ordeal took about twenty minutes, and after it was finished you were left kneeling, thighs bound to calves, but not too each other so you were left to spread your legs and expose yourself, the harness snaking through the gap and beautifully up your body. Your arms were tied behind your back at the elbows and wrists, pushing your chest out even more. The rope clinched down around your tits just enough to turn them a slight red, before attaching to a hook in your collar. The driver seemed to admire you, making you curse yourself for getting wet. He took a step closer and kicked your thighs open, stinging and bruising your leg slightly. You grunted out of anger but were helpless to do anything but comply. He took a step closer still and stuck the toe of his dress shoe up against your pussy. “Grind on it cunt” he ordered, but you remained motionless. In one quick motion he swept his hand across your face, stinging and reddening your cheek. “I said hump, bitch”. Scared to be hit again, you began to rock your hips slowly against his shoe. As you continued to his jeering, you caught yourself beginning to enjoy the mix of sensations, the tightness of the rope, the plug still vibrating at his control in your ass, the dildo locked solidly at the back of your throat; and now your pussy deceiving your better sense as well. Just then a phone rang, and the driver reached into his pocket and answer the call.

“Yeah we’re almost there.... traffic was bad... I did what you asked mate... no I haven’t laid a finger on her” he winked to you as he said this, sending chills down your spine. “Okay, bye” he hung up. “Funs over lady, let’s go” he retracted his foot, reached down and picked up pressure points of the rope, and put your bound body in the back seat once more. You laid there, face down and drooling, definitely afraid of what happened, but secretly turned on by how you had been handled like a rag doll, and wishing you had something to grind on again as you rode to your new home. Again, you found yourself cursing the slutty desires that had gotten you into this as you drooled all over yourself.