Once in the car Derrick reached out to her. “You’re very pleasing Cali. Markus trained you so well.”
She was glad for the darkness. She didn’t want Derrick to see her blush. She was
not prideful and didn’t want him to get the wrong impression. She did need to hear
those words though, they kept her centered. Well trained, by Markus.
He turned the key in the ignition and the car came alive—so much for the darkness. Her legs still
quivered from the intensity of the orgasm he’d taken from her. She knew he could feel it. Her cheeks
grew hot again. He pushed her legs apart as they drove toward the estate. His fingers settling on her sensitive sweet
spot made her jump. “Good, as I hoped. You know we aren’t done.” He’d be ready for more with the right incentive. A good
session with the floggers might just provide the inspiration he needed. He smiled in the darkness, but his
jaw tightened as he gripped the wheel. He loved how she trembled at his touch and it was so hard to
restrain his passion. “Turn toward me. I wanna see you open to me for the rest of the night.” She followed his command, twisting to face him with her legs still open. Her breathing slowed as her
heart beat increased. Breathe baby, you must not forget to breathe. She could hear Markus in her heart and concentrated on breathing slow and steady. He pushed her skirt up and pulled the tank down just enough to get a peek at the little treasures hiding
beneath. His foot remained steady on the accelerator. His composure hid the barely throttled passion
revving inside. She felt so wonderfully exposed and helpless as he reached up, pinching her nipples. They stiffened with
the hint of pain. She sat up higher in the seat, turning toward the pain, opening further to him. She wanted
him to see it all.
“So responsive—I’ve always loved that about you Cali.” He mused. “Remember what I told you about
how I’d fuck you?” The temperature of his desire quickly increased at the thought. Sitting on idle for the
ride was proving to be a challenge. He wanted her again already.
She thought back, and recalled what he’d said on Skype. She knew it had Markus written all over it. He’d
always talked about having her fucked like that--beyond her enjoyment. The idea had been molded into
her being and was a constant fantasy.
“Yes Sir, I do.” She said, feeling a rush of anticipation. The quivering from the orgasm was replaced with
slight, electric pulses spreading throughout her body.
“Before I go…I am going to fuck you until you beg me to stop. I’ve been instructed to ignore tears...
pleas…and any manipulation. The only thing that’ll make me stop once I begin is my choice, or your
safe-word…Do you understand?” His hand was reaching toward her again, his eyes never leaving the
road, foot still steady.
She began to tremble, trying to suppress the building excitement. His fingers reached her wet folds. Her
secret was out.
“Just as I expected…” He laughed, keeping his eyes on the road. “But the plan is to go past your
enjoyment—past your excitement—to make you truly selfless as you’re taken.” He’d thought Markus was out of his mind when he mentioned his plan. He’d been assured of her response
and training for specifically this task. Derrick had never been able to wrap his head around Master/slave
relationships on this level, but the idea was enticing. “Hey, “Calico asked pointedly, before remembering her place and softening her tone. “Do you like
it…that you can make girls cry when you fuck them?” She hoped he’d say yes; if he said no she wouldn’t
believe him anyway. She needed him to truly enjoy it. Her ability to accept it was dependent upon it. His cock jumped and grew harder as he considered his reply. His foot pressed down on the pedal, as his
throttled passions rushed forth, fueling him, igniting sparks, expanding his girth before being stifled again.
He had to keep it together, for now. The tension inside him grew. He focused on the question. Sure, he occasionally felt bad about it—but mostly because he liked it so
fucking much. Something about seeing tears well in a sub’s eyes while he drove his cock deeper… He
still wrestled with that side of himself. He was only sporadically sadistic and hadn’t learned to embrace
that inner longing. Markus knew this and time with Cali was his gift unto that end. “Well, do you Sir?” His fingers slipped in between her slippery folds, aiding in and distracting him from his response. He
focused on the road but loved the sweet, wetness covering his fingers.
“Honestly?” He asked, teasing her while biding time. They were almost back to the estate and the harsh
session ahead of them would change the tides for awhile. “Yes, please.” Cali said, releasing a sigh. Please, please….please! “Honestly, I think someone wants to find out…someone’s wet, little slit is begging to know.” He couldn’t
believe how turned on she was. Markus knew his slave alright. Her response was driving him crazy and
he did his best not to react. He knew it was all he could do not to pull over and show her exactly how
he felt about it. Thank you Markus!