Road trip

Soon the car pulls into a parking spot not in the direct path but near the main travel way and not 10 spaces from the elevators. Ara steps out of the car and comes around to my side of the car. On opening the door, Ara reaches in and removes the laptop, whether careless or not she leaves the door open as moves it into aft storage compartment. Returning she begins to enter “Slave Ara how dare you leave master exposed like that, where is your mind?”

“Sorry master, I was in a rush to receive my punishment. Please master; make it harsh for I have now three times cause discomfort to master. I am a worthless piece of shit and surrender to any form your give, even my life.” She sits back on the folded front seat and leans towards me. Now both Nebia and Ara are competing for space. I close the car door. Reaching into the pocket of the door I take the plastic bag from the convenience store that had the coke in it. I place it over Ara’s head, twisting it tight to cut of the air. Then tuck it into her choker. Her eyes widen in fear, as I then begin to unbutton her blouse, folding it back to display her beautiful tits, now heaving heavily. I twist her left nipple pinching it ever so seriously. I look at my watch, 15, then 20 seconds and Ara begins gasping the bag now sucking into her mouth but she does not try to remove it. 25 seconds, 30 seconds, 35 seconds and her fear is now turning to asphyxia as I tear the bag open. She takes deep breaths, and the fear slowly leaves her face. I begin to believe she would have let herself succumb rather than disappoint me again. I pull her forward and kiss her lips, slowly caressing her breast and she openly weeps. “Master you are forgiving; this worthless piece of shit thanks you for her life.” I smile and kiss her again. “All is forgiven. Nebia stop. Master has decided how he wants to cum.”

Nebia lifts her head and props up into her seat clearly showing a frown as I reach forward and undo Ara’s pants. And slowly slide her trousers down the long legs. It always marvels me about her how her disproportionately long legs (over a 35” inseam) seems so perfect for her. Her breast now exposed look remarkable and glisten with a little sweat; probably brought on from the fear and punishment. Looking at Nebia I say “Slave Nebia I will fuck your ass while you lick slave Ara’s pussy. Be thorough because I want to watch her cum.” Nebia responds “Oh gentle master, I thought you would be taking sister Ara, I am pleased and will ensure her joy.” Ara pipes up “Oh master, such a wonderful treat, thank you.”

Nebia climbs on me and mounts my dick with her ass, her back partially exposed to me as she bends to eat Ara’s pussy. The rhythm is frantic as both women become eager for the pleasure being provided. I reach around with my right hand and fondle Nebia’s tiny breast. Reaching across Nebia’s back I do the same with my left hand and fondle Ara’s tits; gently this time. A quite moan emerges from Ara and she pulls my hand from her tits to her mouth and begins sucking my fingers. I fuck Nebia’s tight ass with more intent and in not five minutes feel the pressure mounting warning of impending ejaculation. “Master is about to cum.” “Let’s share” says Ara. Nebia lifts her head and nods. Soon both of them are between my knees. Licking my dick and on occasion slipping their tongues in each other’s mouth. Cumming; I squirt across both of their cheeks. Ara flicks my ejaculate with her finger and puts it into her mouth. Expressively swallowing what she has retrieved. Nebia lets it roll off her cheek and fall on to her tiny left tit, sliding slowly to the nipple. Ara giggles and bends over licking the cum from Nebia’s tit; then sits back smiling.

I look up and notice that a security guard has been watching; obviously from the bulge in his pants for some time. I say to the girls “make this problem go away while master is in his meeting.” Ara says “gladly master” and unashamed steps out of the car in nothing but her open blouse and spiky sandals and walks over to the guard. Nebia follows quickly on her heels. I pull my pants up, adjust my tie, step out of the car, and retrieve the laptop from the boot. By now the girls have escorted the guard into the back seat. I hear “thank you master” from Nebia, as the car door closes and I head to elevator. Upon return two hours later, the girls are in the car, waiting dutifully for me. The have fixed their clothes as much as possible. I notice Ara is wearing Nebia’s top and Ara Nebia’s, but it is tied loosely and her full bosom threatens to break free at any moment. “So girls; how are my slave’s and was master’s treat of the guard enjoyable.” Ara snorts “too quick master and totally unsatisfying”, Nebia says “master he was unimaginative and vanilla sex; not worth it if we were not serving master’s will.” I say to them “Let’s go home and play”, Ara responds “yes … with master’s permission.” Nebia smiles broadly saying “master, has never suffocated me, can we try that when we get home.” I respond “we will see; we will see… Ara let’s go.” This is not a fantasy, but actually happened; recently.