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OOC:

NAME: Arthur Goodman
OCCUPATION: Long Haul Truck Driver
MARITAL STATUS: Never been married
RELATIONSHIPS: A few,lasting five to ten years(always with a caucasian woman)
FINANCIALS: Owned a few hundred shares of stable stocks(retirement fund portfolio approx.$95,000.00) Net worth
approx. $135,000.00
RESIDENCE: Lived in his truck and stayed at truck stops,...sometimes layed over in a motel waiting for a load.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: 58 years old-African/Asian mixed / 5' 11"/ 185 lbs/smooth skin covered a muscular steel
hardened body/large hands calloused by years of unloading his own cargo.
HAIR: Shaved head from time to time.
EYES: Dark brown-flecked with gold when the light hit them at a certain angle.
HEALTH: Excellent
EDUCATION: Ninth grade.
IQ: Above average.
MENTAL AND EMOTIONAL MAKE-UP: Tired of the road,...tired of the lies and deceptions of the women in his
past,always going somewhere with his truck,never going anywhere with his life.No hopes,...no dreams,...no aspirations, just
plodding along day after day,week after week,month after month.
CHARACTER: Calm,confident,experienced,but those who knew him,had seen his temper unleashed a few times over the
years,and they would all say,..."Ya don't wanna fuck with Art!"
QUIRKS: He always wore a ball cap,except when sleeping or taking a shower.Hated to sit in a too small tub(most tubs were)
because he felt cramped and cooped up.

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IC:

It was gonna be one of those days,I could tell.I had pulled into the chicken plant in Neosho,Mo.last night to pick up a load of
chicken headed for Ontario,Ca.Slipped the Qualcomm out of its bracket and punched in,TIME OF ARRIVAL: 21:42(my
appointment was for 22:00 hrs),but I had kinda cut it close by letting Mae talk me into having ONE more cup of coffee at the
Petro on I44 in Joplin.Mae and I had been friends for many years,hell it's been so long I can't remember when I first met
her.Mae was kinda like a sister to all her trucker friends,sixty years old and still took in more tips than the younger prettier gals.

Tossing the Qualcomm on the shotgun seat,I opened my door and rolled out.I mentally noted there were no ther rigs parked on
the lot waiting to be loaded,and right away,...I smelled trouble.It's just kinda the feeling ya get when you know a place ain't
'JUST RIGHT'. Sure enough,...when I checked in with shipping,they informed me the plant had been shut down by USDA
food inspectors,and my load had been cancelled.

I was tired anyway,so I messaged dispatch that my load was cancelled,tossed the Qualcomm back on the seat,and nose dived
to the bunk.Six hours later,I woke up feeling as tired as I had been when hit the sack,but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep any
longer,so I sat up,rubbing the sleep out of my eyes,and got dressed.The company truck I drove was not a flashy rig,but it was
the best the company had to offer. A'90 Freightliner with a stand up walk-in sleeper,it had ample room to stretch out,lots of
compartment space,and a 3/4 size bunk.It was the best rig I had ever driven.When they assigned me the truck,...first thing I did
was buy a custom made mattress for it,and that mattress was my pride and joy.I then bought an oversized ac/dc portable
brokSonic set at a truckstop and lashed it in place where I could watch TV and drift off to sleep.

Parting the sleeper curtain,I stepped forward to enter the cab noting the red light *BLINKING* on the Qualcomm, indicating
dispatch had sent me a message. I seetled in behind the steering wheel and reached for the Qualcomm.Yep,...they had found
me another load to Ontario,and it wasn't that far away. Rogers,Ar.,...just acroos the Mo/Ar line. I turned on my lights and set
the 4 ways to flashin',and hopped out to do a quick pre-trip inspect, kicked my tires and eased my bladder.

Crawling back up in my seat,I released the brakes,put it in gear and eased the rig in a tight circle to exit the parking
lot."BRRR",it was a cold assed February morning,and I headed for a quick cup of coffee.Just south of town,I knew there was a
fresh pot being made at a small restaurant open 24 hours with big rig parking.I pulled in, set my tractor brakes,idled up the
engine and walked inside. Beverly had just come on shift,and sure enough,there she was brewing up a couple of pots of 'Rust
your Guts'. Upon seeing me,she let out a happy squeal and rushed to my out spread arms. I had ~nailed~Bev a couple of
times,and we were good together,had a lot of fun with her. She never asked for money,but I always left her a $20.00 tip(which
she cuffed)every time I came through,and I had been through Neosho a hundred times.

We chatted while she kept my coffee cup full,and busied herself checking to make sure the gal she relieved had stuffed the
napkin holders,filled the salt and pepper shakers, etc.I finished my third cup of coffee,said bye to Bev,and when she stepped up
to give me a quick peck on my cheek,I slipped a twenty in her hand,winked and headed for the door.As I walked out,I heard
her say,"Hey Art,come on back when you can stay a little longer,ok?" I chuckled and threw her a wave as the door closed
behind me.

Pulling out and heading south on US 71,I noticed daybreak was quickly coming,soon this main artery for north and south bound
vehicles in this neck of the woods would be humming with four wheelers headed to work,taking the kids to school and big rigs
moving in tight little groups. As I neared the little town of Goodman,Mo. I felt the three cups of java telling me I wouldn't make
it to Rogers before they wanted out. Seeing a little pull out on the west side shoulder of the road up ahead,I started down
shifting and slowing my speed. I noted the darkened run down shanty close to the hwy. but on the other side as I pulled to a
stop and set my brakes.

I hopped out,set my Thermoking to -0 degrees, flipped the auto start switch on,and walked to the other side of my rig to take a
leak. I had learned many years ago to not take a piss facing my rig leaving my back exposed to an ambush,and being a creature
of habit,stepped in between the tractor trailer,faced away from my rig,and unravelled "Bambi". Bev had given my penis that nick
name the first time we had sex.When we were all finished,and she was twisting her torso back into her snug fitting jeans,she had
reached back one last time to grasp my 10" tool with both fists,and lightly kissing the cum from the bulbous pink head
said,"Now Art,...you take good care of ~Bambi~for me,and come back to see me real soon,...ok?" I asked her WHY
'BAMBI',hell,...it sounded ridiculous to me! She answered with a wicked grin,"Oh Art,because the name fits,it's such a
"DEAR" ! I roared with laughter,and the name stuck in my mind ever since.

Unzipping my pants,I heard the thermoking starter engage and sluggishly begin to crank the old engine into life.As I started my
stream,I heard the CHUG -pop-CHUG*POP*pop*pop*pop*pop*pop* of the old motor shudder and shake into a coughing,
sputtering semblance of of running. Finishing up,and tucking 'Bambi' back where he lay half cocked at all times,I was also
relieved to hear the thermoking settle into a smooth hi-speed idle and start getting the trailer temperature down toward -0.

Climbing back in through the open door,I hesitated briefly,...sniffing.I couldn't quite identify the smell,it was just kinda,...well
hell, I don't know how to describe it,...kinda fresh,...or clean smell. I thought to myself,"Well just the smell of the Missouri
Ozarks I guess."I closed my door,...released my brakes put Freddy in gear,...and headed for Rogers.

 

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Marian

OOC:

Marian Webster
21 yrs old
Hair: Red and long Eyes: Green
Height: 5' 6"
Very pretty with a body tight from doing chores both inside and outside of the 'house' she lives in with her mother. Her bustline is large but not overly so and her breasts firm and youthful.


IC: I held my breath as I opened the door. One wrong move and the old shack door would squeek enough to raise the dead. Or at least Momma who was snoring in her chair in the living room. I had made sure she had drunk more than her usual two beers that night hoping that she would pass out and stop the insistent lecturing about men and how evil they were. Always seeming to pick the worst ones to fall for, Momma was always preaching how lucky I was not to have to put up with them and their wicked ways.

The truth was I was a prisoner in my own home. Or more aptly my mother's home. Here I had been raised only allowed to go out to school until I finished high school but being walked to the bus and then met at the bus stop by her immediately afterwards. I had no friends because when I wasn't in school I was with her. The only time other than school when I got out of the house was our once-a-week shopping trips into town and then I was still under her very watchful eye. And then when I was eighteen and school ended even that small time away from her was gone and I came fully under momma's strong hand. My life now consisted of cooking, cleaning, washing, bringing in firewood and any other chore she chose to have me do. There was no college, no boyfriend and no hope for a future other than this.

Thats not to say I was innocent. Not really. I knew about sex and had even managed some time to get my virginity taken. Momma would have beat my hide if she knew. The experience was less than wonderful, the boy from school betting his buddies he could get 'the girl who always sat in the back row' to go all the way. Him coaxing me into the boys locker room where I was not aware his buddies were hiding and him bending me over in the shower room, lifting my skirt, pulling aside my panties and taking my virginity in one thrust. I can still remember the pain of it and the time I had trying to adjust to him being in me as he pistoned in and out of me each thrust pushing me against the cold tiles of the shower wall. My first hint that we were not alone came when I heard cat calls coming from the doorway and turned my head to see his friends standing there watching us with grins on their faces, waiving the money he had won from the bet around in the air. The boy didn't stop though, just began to thrust into me at a faster pace until I heard him grunt and felt something hot and sticky hit the sore walls of my newly opened passage. He didn't even try to pull out, just laughed when his buddies yelled out to him that he was going to find himself being a daddy if he didn't stop dumping into the girls he fucked. Standing there with his cock softening and falling from my bloodied and soaked hole, not having gotten any pleasure at all from the act, his cum running down my legs I had never been so humiliated in my life.

I did learn a valuable lesson that day though. After he was done and had himself back in his pants he walked over to his friends gathering his money. Tossing one of the bills down on the floor at my feet he told me,"If you showed off that body more and didn't act like a frozen bitch you could make some serious money, sweetheart." A round of laughter accompanied his statement as he and his friends left but I could see some of them eying my still explosed ass. I had to get out of there and, picking up the money from the floor and tucking it into my bra, I hurried out before the next class could start. In the women's room I thought about that and thats when the plan started forming. Momma was not about to let me get a job and make my own money as that would make it possible for me to leave her. But I had just found a way to make money if I could find the opportunity to leave. And if I made enough there would be a time that I wouldn't need men at all. I would be able to make it on my own.

It took me three years to find the opportunity. We were not exactly living in the mainstream of life and it was more the fact that we lived so far apart from everyone, our neighbors miles away from us that had kept me from putting my plans in action. Even if I managed to get out of the house the only other thing outside of the run down shack we called home that I knew was the store on the outside of town and there was no way I would find any kind of shelter from momma there. I needed transportation but other than the rusted pick up truck that was momma's and whose keys she kept hidden from me, as if I could drive if I had them as she had forbidden me to learn, there were no other means of transportation. No one visited us and no one stopped along the lonely stretch of highway that passed by our house.

Then this night after momma fell asleep in her chair and I was finishing up my chores I heard it. The squeal of brakes from a big rig. I ran to the window and saw a sight that was more beautiful to me than just about anything. A trucker had pulled over on the opposite side of the road and had gotten out leaving his door open as he moved to the other side of the rig. My heart began to thump almost painfully in my chest and I took one glance at my mother before hurrying into my bedroom, yanking the pillowcases off of my pillows and stuffing it with whatever clothes I could get to without making too much noise. I had to hurry or the opportunity would pass and I would be stuck in this life growing into an old maid at my mother's side. Snatching an old worn and cracked leather purse that momma had given me for my eighteenth birthday I tiptoed to the door and opened it, praying she would just sleep until I could make it out the door. Every small sqeak of the door made my heart beat faster and my palms get wet with sweat. When I closed the door the small click of the latch made me almost faint with fear that she would hear. But no screatching voice yelling my name came to me and that fear lent speed to my feet as I headed toward the lights of the truck and my freedom.

Reaching the truck I didn't hesitate but scrambled up into the cab throwing my bags into the sleeping area and crawling in after them. I reached with shaking hands to close the curtain tight and then grabbed my bags and scooted into a far corner clutching my few possessions tightly to my chest and holding my breath. Now, if only the driver wouldn't think to look in here then by the time he did it would be too late and I would be too far away for Momma to find me ever again. I didn't have much but I knew I could pay the driver for taking me with the only thing I did have. I was planning on using it to make my way in the world anyway, now was no time to back down from it.

I was shaking as I heard him get into the cab and pause. I closed my eyes thinking that he would find me and make me go back and then I almost sobbed in relief as I heard the release of the brakes and the feeling of the truck moving. I had to clasp my hand over my mouth in order to keep it from coming out and alerting him too soon. Settling down against the back of the cab I closed my eyes wearily. No matter what happened I had finally started on the road to freedom. It was the last thought I had as the fear I had been feeling eased from me with the rocking of the rig and I fell asleep.

 

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Art

Headed South on US 71,it wasn't long before I came to the Arkansas state line,and in a few minutes pulled into Tyson Distribution Center.I stopped at the guard gate,gave him the numbers he wanted,and proceeded to park my rig in front of the dispatch office,made my Qualcomm entry and walked in.

Checking into shipping,...they informed me to back my trailer into loading dock #43,and as the load had been staged,I would be out of here in a half hour.

I knew that was bullshit,...hell I had picked up loads here a thousand times over the years,and unless it was pre-loaded on another trailer,NO fucking wayyyyy!

To my surprise,...no sooner had I bumped the dock and set my brakes,I heard the dock plate "CLANG" down,and felt the familiar shudder of a forklift running up to "THUMP" the first pallet in place,up in the nose of the trailer.



Hopping down,and walking over to the drivers lounge for a cup of coffee,I thought to myself,"Well hell,...maybe they WOULD get me loaded quick,and I could zip over to a nearby Pilot truck stop and get a bite to eat before setting out for Okie City."

Getting my coffee and setting down at a large round table,I joined the other drivers in trucker chat that went on 24/7 days a week,complaints about dispatch,FREAKY loads,shippers and receivers,and those Goddamn 4 wheelers.

I heard dispatch call me on the loudspeaker to come to the office,and taking the last gulp of luke warm coffee,headed that way.

I heard the mumbled bitching take up behind me,as I opened the door to leave,"How the fuck does HE rate,shit man,...I been here 4 fuckin' hours and they STILL haven't put me to the dock!"

Sure enough,I checked my entry time at the guard shack as I checked out,and 37 minutes had passed since I first checked in."A fucking miracle," I thought,as the guard handed me back my bills,and I eased Freddy out the gate.

Heading south on 71B the traffic was miserable,but I was familiar with it,and I knew if I had enough time to gear up,I could start timing the lights and catch'em green.

Sure enough,...I got Freddy into 5th gear and was making it through one light after another.Coming up to the next light,I knew I was gonna hafta mash the gas,or I was gonna hit it red.

Throwing the fuel to the 400 "CAT" under the hood, I was picking up speed,and as I neared the green light,a slow 4 wheeler pulled out of a corner gas station and STALLED,... right in front of me.

Looking back on the event,I often chuckle to myself,recalling the thoughts that zipped through my mind at a faster than the speed of light rate.

~Hmmm,...no space to maneuver...JAM on the brakes ...pray that the bungee cords would not come undone,allowing my tv/vcr to tumble off its perch, ...knowing shit was gonna be in a scrambled mess in my sleeper...hoping the load wouldn't shift too bad...coming to a tire burning stop,hearing my tv come loose to thump forward,...rolling through the bunk curtain heading for a collision with the gear shift,... reaching down to impede its tumbling journey with my right hand,while keeping my other hand steady at the wheel,...eyes straight ahead~

ALL,...AT THE SAME FRACTION OF A SECOND

Only problem was,...it wasn't my TV,...it was a SCREAMING mass of tousled red hair amidst outflung arms,and scrabbling legs.

"What the fuck...?"~~~SCARED SHITLESS~~~"WHAT the fuck are YOU doing in my goddamn truck?!" I asked the panic covered face,as I grabbed a handfull of hair and jerked her head up to look at me!

Startled speechless,the young woman began opening and closing her mouth rapidly,...unable to utter even ONE word.Her green eyes,as big as saucers, plainly showed her fear as she broke down crying!

Setting my brakes,putting my 4 ways to flashing, ...I pushed her to the side as I clamored through the curtain to 'Whip some ass.'

Hell,...I just KNEW there would be a guy back there too,...but at first glance I could see there was no one else in the sleeper,...darting my eyes from one end to the other,...I spied a couple of pillow slips stuffed with what appeared to be clothes,...then retreated to once again sit behind the steering wheel.

Shaken to the core by all that had just happened,I sat there blocking traffic,while I tried to gather my wits and a semblance of composure.

The young woman had seated herself in the shotgun seat,lowered her face to be covered with two clasping hands,and moaned heart wrenching sobs that instantly caused a feeling in me of wanting to comfort and soothe her emotions.

Horns blared loudly from the traffic that was stacking up behind us.Not wanting to attract the local cops,I released my brakes,turned off the flashers,put Freddy in gear,and headed to the nearby Pilot truck stop and parked.

The girl,...for she did look like a youngster to me,had stopped crying,and I could almost hear the wheels grinding away in her head,as she prepared a line of bullshit I had probably heard a million times!

Kicking Freddy out of gear,setting my brakes,I turned to face her and said,"Well,...I'm waiting!"

 

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Marian

I don't know how long I was asleep but I could soon feel the truck slow and back up and the change in movement woke me. The first thing that came to mind when I heard the truck door open was that the driver had not found me yet. That was a point in my favor. The longer I could keep hidden the farther away from momma and the closer to freedom I would be. Settling back again I dozed in and out until I heard the truck door open again. I hadn't realized just how much stress living at home had caused me. The relief of leaving that situation had caused me to feel drained and very tired.

There was a tense moment as he got ready to leave and I half expected him to open the curtain to the sleeping area but it did not happen and we were soon underway. As we jounced down the road I heard my stomach rumbling and hoped it was not loud enough for him to hear. I was hungry but getting away was more important than filling my stomach the need to escape dampening the hunger.

Things were going good and I was even relaxing when my world became turned upside down...literally. I heard the screetching of brakes, felt everything in the sleeping area fly about me as my body bounced over the mattress, my head hitting the wall as I tumbled toward the curtain, scrambling to get ahold of something...anything...to stop my progress through the curtain and finding nothing, feeling the largest hands I have ever known come up and brace me as a scream rent the air and then realizing that that scream was coming from me. It happened so fast that I didn't have time to think just react and that reaction was pure fear.

What the fuck?! I heard from the driver and looked up to see a very large (to me) black man staring down at me shock on his face. What the fuck are YOU doing in my goddamn truck?! He demanded and I could feel my heart jolt in panic as I struggled to get up only to be grabbed by my hair and hauled up to come face to face with him. My breath caught in my throat and a whimper was the only thing to escape. I worked my mouth trying to say something, anything to make this man's anger die down but all the words seemed to stick in my throat.

And then I started to cry! Just like that it seemed as if this was the straw that broke the camel's back. He would find out who I was and take me back. I wasn't far enough away! I wasn't going to be able to escape!

He set his brakes and pushed me into the passenger seat jumping into the sleeper cab while I pressed myself as far against the cab door as I could drawing my legs up to my chest and hugging myself tight as he rummaged through the sleeping area looking for something. When he came back and sat behind the wheel again I buried my face in my hands my legs still tight against my body and cried. I was tensed waiting for him to order me out of his cab or to call the police who would alert momma as my only relative to pick me up from jail and who would come and drag me back home and punish me severly.

I could hear the horns of the irritated drivers behind us and I just knew he was about to kick me out when I heard the brakes released and the truck pull forward. I was startled and looked up wondering what was going on my tears slowing and stilling as he pulled into a truck stop and parked. I stared at him as he settled the truck down and faced me. Well...I'm waiting! he said and I took a deep breath. For some reason I knew that he would not accept a lie but I was not prepared to tell him the whole truth either so I settled for a bargain.

"I...I just needed a ride," I said in a hoarse whisper,"I didn't mean any harm. I just needed a ride. Just a little bit farther and I will leave, I promise, just a little farther." Looking at him I figured that now was as good as anytime to bargain the only thing I had to bargain with. "I...I don't have any money but I can...I can return a favor for a favor. I can...make the trip more...interesting to you if you just take me a bit farther."

I held my breath hoping he would agree. Right now I would give anything, anything at all if he would just put the truck in gear again and get me as far away from 'home' as he could.

 

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Art

Using doubled up knuckles to squeeze the last tears from her eyes,I watched as she straightened up,and with spread open palms,smeared the wetness off her cheeks.

She was a pretty girl...maybe 16 or 17 years old I figured,but she had a MATURE look about her that just didn't jive.I was curious to hear her story ... after she settled down a bit.

The quickly changing emotions flashed across her face in the same manner a chameleon changes its colors.

I waited patiently,eyeing her up one side and down the other,while she went from a timid child stage, to one who had finally resolved her dilemna and was prepared make a statement.

Her chin lifted a bit,thrusting her jawline forward in a somewhat petulant posture and said,
"I...I just needed a ride,...I didn't mean any harm. I just needed a ride. Just a little bit farther and I will leave, I promise, just a little
farther."

Her pleading eyes darted quickly to look at my reaction,and just as suddenly,averted her gaze straight ahead,...her face slightly downcast and said in a tremulous voice,"I...I don't have any money but I can...I can return a favor for a favor. I can...make the trip more...interesting to you if you just take me a bit farther."


I couldn't contain myself as I cast my head backward,...bursting with laughter.The naivette of this young girl,...trying to deliver a line that was older than trucking itself,...and failing miserably.

Having gained an 'edgy' control over my mirth,...
I chuckled to myself and mounting a serious face,I solemnly replied,..."You STILL haven't answered my question,...what are you doing in my truck,...when did you get in it,while it was at the dock,...how long have you been hopping trucks,...how old are you,...ya got an ID,...where does your mom and dad live,...where are you headed,...are you a runaway?

I hit her hard with a rapid series of questions, ...hoping to break through the thin veneer of courage she was having trouble maintaining,curious and wanting to hear her story,...I waited!

 

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Marian

I blushed bright red as he laughed at my offer. My arms crossed over my chest I knew my eyes were blazing as embarrassment washed over me and slowly turned to anger. How dare he! How dare he laugh at me like that!

When he started shooting rapid questions at me my temper broke. It was none of his business and, besides, if I told him where I had gotten on or about momma I would find myself right back there and I would walk to the next state before that would happen.

"I told you, I needed a ride," I said my red face matching my hair and my eyes flashing as the green in them darkened. "No, I don't have a goddamn ID, I am 21 years old and I d...don't need permission from anyone to do anything." It was true, leagally I could be on my own but I stumbled over the words because of momma's hold on me which went way beyond anything the law stated. "And this is the first truck I ever 'hopped'. Now are you going to give me a ride or not? If you don't I am sure I can find another trucker who will take me up on my offer and drive me where I want to go."

 

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Art

I watched her face turn crimson red right along with the fury of her childish tantrum.Her anger continued to build with each passing second.Having finished her spiel,I hesitated briefly before replying in a more gentle tone.

"Lissen up!" I said,(hoping she would not break into tears)"I am 58 years old,I can retire next year at 59 on my pension,if I can keep my nose clean long enough."

"I really wish I could help you out,but without a valid ID,I can't take a chance on you not being a minor.I heard you say you didn't have any money to pay for the ride,so I'm guessing you're broke.If you want to join me for breakfast,...I'll pick up the tab,but that's the BEST I can do."


"You can leave your bags in here,...if you wish, ...and when we get finished eating,...we'll come back to the truck,and I'll let ya use my CB to call out on the radio,and ask these other guys if they want to give you a lift."

~~~I wasn't about to let some little split-tail jeapordize my company retirement by carrying an unauthorised passenger along on the trip,... let alone a MINOR! As young as she looked,D.O.T. would probabably pull me around for an inspection the first weigh station I come to anyway,and the "JIG" would be up before you could say jack rabbit.

If she had an ID,...I could simply fax a document to my dispatcher,...he would approve it,fax it back,and it would be NO problem, ~~~I thought to myself,...~~~but no ID,...no ride!~~~ I preferred fucking older women anyway, if she even SAW the tools of the trade I carried in my sleeper,...she would probably holler RAPE as loud as she could,... and my ass would REALLY be in a sling.

Hell,I had spreader bars,handcuffs,various restraints, blindfolds,hoods,dildos of every shape,color and size,leather harnesses,and some real SPECIAL custom made shit that some of the gals REALLY got turned on by using. Nope,no way,...I wasn't gonna give her no ride!~~~

 

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Marian

I bit my lip and thought. I had told him I did not have an ID for one reason and one reason only. My ID, the only one that momma allowed me to have, had my address on it. If he chose to he could take me right back there and I would be right back where I started with no hope of escape because momma would tighten down on me even more than before if that were possible. I could accept his offer of food. My stomach was telling me I should. And then try to get someone else to take me but there was no guarantee that anyone would be any more willing than he was to do it.

I ran my hand through my hair and took in a deep breath. The question was, did I trust this man's motives enough to show him the ID. Did I trust him enough. Gazing at him for a moment I sighed and scrambled into the sleeper again snatching my old worn purse from the tumbled mess before climbing back into the passenger seat. My hands tightly around the purse, my knuckles white, I took another deep breath and began to explain why I was 21 years old and 'running away' from home.

I told him about momma's bad affairs and her bitter feelings about men. I told him about my servial living conditions at home with a mother who would not let me breathe much less leave her. I told him about my plans to leave and never come back and to make it on my own one way or another and then I paused before saying. "And the reason I don't want you to see my ID is because it has my address on it and I can't...can't go back to that. I would rather walk to the next state than be under momma's control again. When...when I show you this and you see I am the age I say I am you...you have to promise not to take me back or have anyone alert her about where I am. Please...you don't have to take me anywhere...just don't tell momma where I am."

With shaking hands I searched through the purse comming up with the picture ID. Holding it out I waited for his promise before I gave it to him.

 

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Art

...I could almost hear the wheels grinding away in her head as she hesitated,...my carefully chosen words racing back and forth in her brain,... sorting out the possible avenues of response,... considering her options.

I knew before she did,that she had made a decision.I could see it plainly in her face,as she whipped her slender fingers through the silky tresses of her hair.Letting out an exasperated ~sigh~...she darted from the seat,without saying a word,and stepped into the sleeper.

Turning my head,watching her place one knee then the other on my bed,I watched her firmly rounded buttocks wrestle beneath the thin cotton print dress,as she twisted back and forth.Searching,I assumed,to gather her belongings and leave.

She leaned forward,...placing her left hand,palm flat against the mattress for support,stretched out to uncover something in a far corner,...and as she did so,...her short dress climbed up to reveal the most erotic slit this old man had ever seen.

The bright morning sun slashed through the windshield to land on her straining ass cheeks, framing her nether lips as a work of art.

Her pubic hair was trimmed close,and surrounded her opening right up to the two gentle folds on each side,which protected and guarded the hidden crease.

It shouldn't have surprised me that she wasn't wearing panties,...but it did."Bambi" bolted,in automatic reflex,as I visioned my black pole spreading those lips and slicing into her tender pinkness.

As she straightened up,beginning to duck walk backward off the bed,I turned my head to look out the front windshield,...placing both shaking
hands on the steering wheel.Beads of sweat were beginning to form on my forehead.

I was unable to push that vision out of my mind!"Oh boy Art,...you have JUST fucked yourself out of a sweet piece of ass" I thought to myself,
as she plopped resignedly back in her seat."Oh well,...hell she's too young anyway," I thought again,"Ya don't NEED no fucking trouble with a minor!"

I turned my head,and was surprised again to see that she WASN'T leaving,but clutching an old leather purse like it was the most precious in the whole world.

Staring straight into my eyes,she told her story.I had been around the block a time or two in my life,and I could see she was telling the truth.

The strained expression on her face also told me how MUCH,... she needed to be believed!Her story having been told,she added,"And the reason I don't want you to see my ID is because it has my address on it and I can't...can't go back to that. I would rather walk to the next state than be under momma's control again. When...when I show you this and you see I am the age I say I am you...you have to promise not to take me back or have anyone alert her about where I am. Please...you don't have to take me anywhere...just don't tell momma where I am."

Hurriedly digging through her purse,she pulled out what appeared to be an ID card.When I reached for it,...she held it up and away from me saying,"You gotta promise me first that you won't do ANYTHING to cause me to go back,...ok?"

I hesitated briefly,looking her straight in the eye,and said..."I promise!" Her strained expression quickly changed to one of triumph,... as if she had just won a victorious battle,and with a show of excuberance extended the card to me.

"Well Art,"...I said to myself after viewing the ID,"How many things are ya gonna be wrong about today?"

~~I had been wrong about how long it would take me to get loaded,...wrong about this girls,...well, ...young womans age,...what's next?~~

Holding her ID,...I said,"Marian,...I will take you up on your trade offering if you wish,...BUT, there are certain conditions that have to be met if you still want a ride.

This load that I'm under is going to Ontario,Ca. It's kinda a suburb of Los Angeles,...you can get off my truck ANYWHERE,...at ANYTIME you want,but once you leave,...there AIN'T no commin' back.

I will feed you,and make sure others won't harm you,as long as you are on this truck.You must NOT talk to anyone without my express permission to do so.You will also have assigned duties to perform other than just having sex.You will preface ALL addresses to me beginning with,*Sir* !

One more thing,...DON'T give me your answer NOW, ...wait till AFTER we eat and come back to the truck.Take your time and think it over.When we get back to the truck,...if you can't agree to those conditions,...then I'll help you make contact with some of these other drivers on the CB,...and my best wishes will go with you!

Handing the ID back to her,I said,"Now c'mon,I'm hungry and I bet you are too,lets eat.BTW: Lock the door behind you,...there may be another gorgeous redhead out there looking to 'HOP' in my truck and I can only handle one at a time."

We both exited the cab,and being just a few feet in front of 'Freddy',she hooked her arm in mine, her long legs matching my pace in an exaggerated walk,as we headed inside.

~~~She STILL looked like a teenager to me!~~~

 

[geri]

Marian

I held the card away and said in as firm a voice as I could,"You gotta promise me first that you won't do ANYTHING to cause me to go back...ok?" And then I waited for him to accept or toss me out of the truck.

"I promise," He said after a brief hesitation and a smile spread over my face as I handed the ID to him with a flourish. I sat back grinning, having an 'I told you so' look about me. He looked up from studying my ID and the look faded as I wondered what he was going to do now. A grateful smile spread over my face as he said he would take my deal and then that, too, faded as he spelled out the conditions under which he would do it.

"One more thing," He added before I could speak up,"...DON'T give me your answer NOW, ...wait till AFTER we eat and come back to the truck.Take your time and think it over.When we get back to the truck,...if you can't agree to those conditions,...then I'll help you make contact with some of these other drivers on the CB,...and my best wishes will go with you!"

I nodded. He was being more than fair and even allowing me a meal before I decided. My stomach rumbled at the thought of food and I eagerly took my ID back and put it back in my purse sliding the purse under the matress of the sleeper before getting out of the cab.

I giggled and locked the door as he said,"BTW: Lock the door behind you,...there may be another gorgeous redhead out there looking to 'HOP' in my truck and I can only handle one at a time." No one had ever called me gorgeous before. Hell, no one had even called me pretty before just 'the shy kid in the back row' and then momma hadn't let me talk to anyone out of school so I didn't know what strangers thought about me at all.

As I got out of the saftey zone of the cab and away from the eighteen wheeler it suddenly hit me that I was in a strange place with strange people. After being 'sheltered' for so long I didn't know quite what to do and so I headed straight for the only port I knew and I hooked my arm into Art's realizing I didn't know his name. I guess it didn't matter though. If I accepted the terms I would be calling him 'Sir' and wouldn't need to know his name. If I didn't accept it I would probably remember him as 'The trucker who thought I was gorgeous.'

We entered the truck stop and, immediately, all heads turned our way. Some looks were disapproving, some were neutral but very few smiled. I was too lost in thought and the first taste of freedom to care much and I didn't see Art paying any attention as we were shown to a booth. I didn't even look at a menu. I had never really been out to eat before. I always cooked the meals and served momma. She didn't see why she should spend extra to get in town what she could get at home. Art didn't even flinch but ordered for us both and when it came the smell was too much for my stomach. I blushed as my stomach rumbled loudly and I paused in my thinking long enough to dive into the food eating until I was sated but not full and then turning my thoughts back to the conditions of riding in Art's truck.

He had offered to feed me and protect me which was good because I had no money for food and I knew nothing about the way of the world. I am sure I would be hurt or worse if I tried it on my own. At least some time with him would help be see what I had to do to survive outside of momma's 'protective arms'.

I thought long and hard about not talking to anyone without his permission. It wasn't something new. Momma never let me talk to anyone I didn't even have to ask. Still there was a promise there that he might say yes and he would know who was dangerous to talk to and who wasn't.

I would have chores. I shrugged. That was no big deal. I had had chores ever since I could understand an order from momma. Besides, what kind of chores could you do aboard a truck that could be worse than cutting and hauling wood during the winter and cleaning up after momma. And I would have to call him Sir. Again I shrugged. After what he would be doing for me a title of respect was the least I could do. The sex was what I had offered and I would fulfill it. I just hoped he wouldn't consider me too inexperienced and become bored and toss me off at some junction down the road with no ride.

But what really stuck in my mind were his words when he said,"you can get off my truck ANYWHERE,...at ANYTIME you want." It wouldn't be like momma. I would have a choice to be where I was or not. I pushed my plate away and worried my bottom lip with my teeth. Now was the time to decide. Looking up I caught Art's eyes and swallowed hard. He signaled for the bill and paid it rising and waiting for me. As we walked back to the truck, my arm through his again and my eyes on the ground I looked up and took a deep breath.

"Sir," I said, making up my mind,"What will my first duty be?"

 

[artful]

Art

I disengaged from her arm as we approached the entrance,and opening the door for her,she paused briefly before entering.It seemed to take her for surprise,as I waited for her to step forward and go through.

I led her past the fuel desk and deli area,to claim a booth that had just been cleaned and reset for a new set of customers.

Noting she hadn't reached for a menu,...I simply ordered two ham and eggs,...scrambled well,wheat toast,...DRY,a carafe of coffee and two orange juices.

We waited in silence while the waitress brought our drinks,set two glasses of water on the table,and turned to post the order at the kitchen window.

Watching her flashing emerald green eyes,flit from one place to another,innocently taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of the cafe,I couldn't help but wonder what thoughts were spinning in her mind.

I supposed she was looking for a more likely candidate to launch her adventure in freedom.I could very well understand too.Hell,...here I was,58 years old,wayyyyyy past my prime,and BLACK to boot."Oh well,"I said to myself,"Don't knock it Art,...you've had your spot in the sun."

I reminisced,to myself about Jenny. ~~~Jenny had been my sub for three years a long time ago,so long ago now,I couldn't recall when it had ended.I did remember WHY it ended though.Jenny had wanted a baby and wanted a different lifestyle.

I had been born sterile at birth and I had told her in the beginning I would not adopt a child. After three years of being together,...she bawled like a baby when I took her collar off and released her to Jim.

Jim and I had been friends for well over 5 years. One of the FEW men I trusted in my life.A white guy,and a best friend,I ordered Jenny to submit to him one night,and she became pregnant,...just like THAT!

We three seated at Rip's in Barstow,California one night,and discussed the matter thoroughly.There were many options open to us all,but in the end,..
we all agreed that Jim and Jenny would marry,and I was to never see them again.

It was a double heartbreaker for me,...losing them BOTH at the same time,..but I finally got over it. Since that time however,...I never pursued a long term relationship with another woman.I didn't dare! I knew I couldn't stand another hit like that.~~~

My mind crashed back into reality as I heard the clatter of Marian pushing her plate to the side and stacking things neatly on the table.Dazedly I viewed my empty plate and wondered,"Did I really eat?"

I must have,for their was no hunger in me. Seeing that Marian had finished,...I signalled the waitress for the tab,...Without looking at it,...I flopped a $20 on the table and escorted Marian outside.~~~old habits die hard~~~

As we stepped outside,I thought to myself,"Well Art,...you bought her breakfast,now ya gonna have to own up to your word and help her get a ride outta here!"

I was totally shocked as she snaked her arm around mine,snuggled up against my bicep and tilting her face upward said,"Sir,"......................"What will my first duty be?"

Caught flat footed,I could only stammer,"Well,... uhh,...first thing,...uhh,...you can begin to straighten up that scrambled mess in the sleeper and stow away everything,so you will be able to find it when I need it.

Upon reaching the truck,I opened her door,...and helped her up the steps.Again,...I got a brief glimpse of her pantyless slit as she kneed her away across the seat and swung around to stand up and enter the sleeper.

My head was once again spinning with that SAME vision I had before,as I locked and shut the door walking back to 'BUMP' my tires,and make sure the reefer was running ok.

Testing the door on my side,I found it unlocked and thought to myself,"Smart girl,...she learned quick!"

Seating myself in the drivers seat,...I leaned over to pull out a PASSENGER AUTHORIZATION form and lifted my voice to ask her to pass me her ID.

I filled out the needed information in the blank spaces provided,and as I turned to ask her for the ID again,I almost rammed my face into hers,as she had been leaning down watching what I was writing over my shoulder.

She slowly raised her arm and handed me the card,looking straight at me she silently mouthed, "Thank You" and pressed a lingering soft kiss on my forehead.

The front of her dress cupped and bowed out exposing the cleft beneath her jutting breasts.It was plain to see,...she wore NOTHING under that thin dress.

Being this close to her,...I again smelled that clean,fresh scent of the Missouri Ozarks,and wondered how long it would last.

She stood close to me gazing down at my lap where 'BAMBI'had once again BOLTED into life,...and I wondered if she was a virgin,...Damn,...I hoped not! As I opened my door and slithered out,I could still see her gaze fixed on the bulge laying against my left thigh.

Going to the fuel desk,...it was only a matter of 10 minutes and all the faxing had been taken care of.Dispatch now had a copy of her ID,...and I had the signed approval to have MARIAN WEBSTER on board.

I heard the catcalls and whistles before I turned my attention to look outside.Sure enough,...here came Marian,...strutting in her newfound freedom ...and sashaying up to me like she owned the world said,"Sir,...I locked the doors behind me,...I haven't finished my task,...but I need to use the ladies room before we leave."

Standing there,...waiting for my ok,...I nodded my assent,and told her to wait for me right here,if I wasn't here when she came out.She smiled,...pecked me on my left cheek and said,"Yes Sir!,gracefully turned and rolled her hips suggestively toward the ladies room.

I too,visited the mens room,and when I came out, ...she was standing where I had instructed her to wait.We walked arm and arm out to the truck and as we approached she said,"Sir,...it's not needful for you to unlock my door,...I'll just climb up through yours,...if you don't mind?"

Unlocking the door,...I was treated once more to the sexually arousing view of her firm buttocks, but this time,...instead of scrambling hurriedly across the seat,...she seemed to stop midway and twist her torso in such a fashion that I could actually see her rose petal soft nether lips,open and close as if begging to be touched.

Sure that she had done it on purpose,I placed my large hand against her right ass cheek and gently pushed her forward."Time enough for that later" I thought,"but for now,...the next stop would be Okie City.She manuevered her way across the seat and disappeared back in the sleeper.

Seated at the wheel,I checked my guages,handed her ID back to her,...folded my fax and stuck it in the glove box and prepared to take off.I hollered back to her,"Hold on Pet,we're headed out!",put 'Freddy' in gear and rolled out on on US 412 headed west.

We would soon tie in to I44 on the east side of Tulsa,and then head on down to Okie City.Joining up with I40 I would then head west, and planned to stop for the night at Amarillo.I had made this run so many times,...I could almost drive it blindfold.

"BLINDFOLD...BLINDFOLD,...GAWWWWDAMMITT Art",I said to myself,"Shit...FUCK! I could only hope that the suitcase had remained intact when I had to make that SUDDEN stop earlier." It was FULL of ALL my BONDAGE shit and I wasn't prepared to let her see that stuff yet.Hell,...she would think I was some kinda fuckin' deranged sex maniac."

"Maybe the suitcase had held," I thought,"Maybe she hadn't seen anything,"but then again,"Her behavior was somewhat different as she had strolled back into the truckstop to use the ladies room.More SURE of herself,...confident!"

"That deliberate tease job getting across my seat!
Well,...I knew there was absolutely NOTHING I could do about it NOW.Either she had seen the shit or not."```"FUCK!"

Putting 'Freddy' in the top hole,...I mashed the gas and headed west,...only time would tell!

 

[geri]

Marian

My first duty was to get the sleeper back in order. After cleaning a house every day for so many years it did not seem daunting in the least and I was actually grateful for a chance to begin repaying him for his kindness. When we reached the truck he opened the door for me just like he did the door to the diner. Each time it caught me off guard as I had never been treated like this and I was finding I liked it. Before I entered the sleeping area I quickly leaned across and unlocked the door to his side so he could get in and then ducked back behind the curtain.

I had just begun to get everything in order when he called asking for my ID again. Reaching under the matress for my purse I searched through it and found what I was looking for, leaning out to hand it to him only to find him busy filling out some forms. Not wanting to disturb him I said nothing, just read the information he was filling in and noticed he was getting permission for me to ride with him. My heart beat a little faster and I could taste a bit more freedom as I realized he was really going to keep his promise to drive me away from my 'home'. I was startled as he turned his head and almost bumped into mine. My gaze caught his and I hoped my gratitude for what he was doing came through but I still felt I needed to show it. Handing him my ID I smiled and mouthed, "Thank you", to him preparing to duck back in the sleeper and then impulsivily changing directions and pressing my lips to his forehead in a small, grateful kiss.

I pulled from the kiss and again went to back into the sleeper when my eye caught sight of a definate bulge in Art's trousers. My eyes flew open as I got a hint of the size of what could only be his manhood. I had only been with the one teenage boy and the only encounters after that had been experiments in 'blowjobs' which I let myself be talked into so that I could practice for my planned escape from momma. As he slid out the door and to go do his errand I backed into the sleeper and wondered how on earth I was going to be able to keep my part of the bargain. I shrugged and thought about all he had done again and knew I would do what I had to to get my ride out of here and pay him back for this. I felt a need to let him know just how much I did appreciate it though I don't know where that need came from.

It wasn't but a moment or two after he had gone that I began to clean up a mess that looked as if it had come from a suitcase that had popped open and spilled out. Opening the suitcase I began to pick up things that didn't look as if they belonged in the sleeper area, my hand slowing as I got a good look at what they were. Most of them I did not know of. Some of them looked just like male gentalia and I blushed as I put them back in. Blindfolds, handcuffs and much more were spread over the sleeper and I found myself going from shock to a kind of fear about what they were used for to a burning curiosity about exactly what they were used for.

I packed them up quickly and put the suitcase back where I thought it should be. The orange juice and coffee hit at that moment and I scrambled out of the cab making sure to lock the doors behind me. Hurrying along I was not aware of how my long stride showed off my legs and how my breasts which had no bra to encase them pushed against the material of my dress until I heard the catcalls and whistles. I blushed but smiled as I did so. Art had called me gorgeous and now the men here were making me feel as if, they too, liked my looks. It gave my self confidence a boost and I felt that confidence in the way I began to walk.

Reaching the desk and Art I approached him and said,"Sir,...I locked the doors behind me,...I haven't finished my task,...but I need to use the ladies room before we leave." Waiting for him to reply I could almost feel the eyes of the other men on me and I found I liked the feeling. He okayed my trip to the ladies room and instructed me where to meet him. I smiled and gave him a light kiss on the cheek just because I found I liked doing it and I liked the feeling that momma couldn't stop me from doing it too. Turning toward the restroom my new enthusiasm got the best of me and I let my hips roll a bit more than usual. Entering the restroom I giggled at myself and headed toward a stall. I couldn't believe this was me doing this. It felt so good.

When I came out I noticed he was not there so I did as instructed and waited for him smiling at the men who caught my eye but saying nothing to any of them. I was going to live up to my part of the bargain. When Art came out I slipped my arm through his as if it was the most natural thing in the world and, on the way to the truck, I began to think about how he had mistaken me for someone much younger and I wondered if he would back down because I looked younger than I was. Thinking quickly I remembered what the boy had said after he took my virginity about showing off my body and I knew I had to do everything I could to keep him interested at least long enough for me to get far enough away. I didn't wear underwear. The only kind momma bought me were not only ugly cotton panties but too big for me and so I had taken to going without years before. I didn't wear bras because momma wouldn't ever face the fact that I was a grown woman and not a little girl and therefore in need of that garment.

Remembering his reaction to my closeness I hit upon a plan and turned to say to him,"Sir,...it's not needful for you to unlock my door,...I'll just climb up through yours,...if you don't mind?" He agreed and I deliberately got into the truck slowly and, taking a deep breath, moved in such a way as to give him a look at that part of my body. I knew the sight of my soft lips under my dress had to at least peak his interest and if I showed him enough it would keep him interested until I found the place I wanted to be.

I was not prepared for his large hand against my ass though and let out a gasp at the feel of it upon me and it motivated me to scramble into the sleeper area once more to finish my job there. He handed me my ID through the curtain and I placed it back in my purse, sliding my purse back under the matress. ,"Hold on Pet,we're headed out!" He called back and I found myself blushing yet again at the pet name. I found I liked it just as much as when he had called me gorgeous. "Marian," I scolded myself,"You are going to get too used to this kind of thing. Better get your head on straight now." But I couldn't help but feel the glow about me at the endearment.

Finishing my 'duty' quickly I soon had the area looking in tip top shape. The bedcovers were wrinkle free, the pillows fluffed and situated, all of the luxury items back in place and my own pillowcases of worn clothing settled in beside the suitcase I had repacked earlier. Sliding out of the sleeper and into the passenger side again I straightened out the clothes I was wearing wondering how ragged they looked compared to other women this man had known. I was trying to get up the courage to talk to him about something that was on my mind. For some reason I had the feeling that honesty was the way to go with this man and, besides, I had to find out before we went much further.

"Um...Sir," I said in an unsure voice which did not match my confidence earlier,"About my offer of sex." I saw him tense and I hurried on thinking his sudden tenseness was because he thought I was backing out of our bargain now. "I...I'm not very experienced, you know, and I wanted to let you know that up front. I...I've only been with one boy. In high school and, well..." I wasn't doing this very well at all. Biting my lip I thought for a moment and he seemed to feel my need to think and said nothing so I regrouped my thoughts, threw caution to the wind and told him in detail my experience with losing my virginity in the boys shower room. "Other than that I gave a couple of blowjobs on school property but I don't suppose that is going to help me be very good when the time comes." I hurried to add though,"But I'm willing to try real hard and I can learm fast. Well, I can learn fast about other things so I guess I can learn fast about this too. If...if you can just have the patience with me that is."

I bite my lip again waiting for his answer sure he would decide that an inexperienced girl was not what he bargained for, stop the truck and tell me to find my own way. Oh why had momma put such a strangle hold on me and kept me from being able to support myself in any way at all...even the oldest way in the book?

 

[artful]

Art

I felt her hand on my shoulder,to steady herself as she smoothly slid into the shotgun seat.Out of the corner of my eye,...I saw her nervously fidget with smoothing out her dress and thought,"Well Art, ...she's seen the stuff in the suitcase,... here it comes."

~~~"Um...Sir," ......"About my offer of sex.~~~"I tensed,...knowing what she was gonna say.Words to the effect,'Just let me out the next time you stop and,yada yada yada',but to my surprise,...she continued with,"I...I'm not very experienced, you know, and I wanted to let you know that up front. I...I've only been with one boy. In high school and, well..."~~~

Faltering a bit,she seemed at a loss of words,and I decided to say nothing while she composed her thoughts.Wringing her hands,the rest of her story burst forth in a sudden rush of words,ending with "...If...if you can just have the patience with me that is."

I relaxed,and smiling to myself said,"No problem Pet,don't worry about it."I thought to myself, "Whew!,...the suitcase had not opened,... she hadn't seen what was inside,...everything was ok after all."

~~~Well,...I knew what had to come next,... *CONTROL*.If this was gonna be any good,...I would have to establish it quick,but in slow stages,... very slow stages.Too much too soon,...and she would run like a rabbit.I had to be careful!~~~

My excitement thundered through my mind,as once again,...the vision flashed before me of my black pole parting those sweet pink petals."Careful Art, ...Careful,...don't rush this."I reminded myself.

Her face had relaxed a little,...and I didn't want her to get TOO relaxed,...TOO confident.I needed to keep her on edge.So I told her to get a pillow from the bunk and bring it up front.

Thinking I wanted it for myself,...she got the pillow and returned,gently pushing my shoulder forward,...thinking to stuff it behind my back.I told her,..."No,...take it and sit back down!"

Puzzled,...she did as I told her,holding the pillow in her lap,...facing me expectantly,... waiting to see what I wanted her to do with it.

"Put it behind your back,against the window,and lean back!"I could see the concern on her face as she did as she was told.Tearing my eyes away from her,to concentrate on the road was difficult,... but I was in no hurry,I knew I had to go slow with her,...she was SO innocent.

I then told her to relax and close her eyes,"Can you feel the bumps in the road?"~~~Yes~~~"Can you feel the vibrations of the wheels turning?"~~Yes~~
"Can feel the hammering of the pistons in the motor?"~~~~~~~~~Yes~~~~~~~~~.

We continued the ~GAME~ for quite some time.Each time I asked her if she could FEEL something she replied Yes!I asked her if she could feel her nipples vibrating against her dress?~~~Yes~~~"Can you feel the vibrations of the truck on your ass?" ...~~~(gasp)Y.Ye..Yes.~~~

She knew what was coming next,...her rapid and shallow breathing told the story.I looked back and forth from the road to her heaving bosom,and was in sexual torment right along with her.'Bambi' was urgently begging to be FREED!

Keeping a tight grip on the wheel I said,"Can you FEEL...ALL those vibrations pounding at the center of your pussy?"
~~~~~~~~~YESSSSSSSSssssss!~~~~~~~~omg~~~(gasp)~~~

Here we were,...flying west on US 412,westbound at 70 mph,...and she was in a trance.Her mind LOST, ...in the sensations flooding through her young, inexperienced body.My deep baritone voice,had coaxed her into a bubble of pleasure.A bubble she didn't EVER want to burst!

I continued with,..."Can you feel the HEAT in your pussy?"~~~Oh..Ohh..Ohhh...YESSSSSSSSSssss~~~(gasp)
Her mouth was now slack,...gaping open,...her tongue darted out to moisten them every few seconds,her head,...lolled to one side,...her arms limp,...and hanging loosely at her sides.

"Now,...take your hands,and slowly raise the hem of your dress to the tops of your thighs." Without any hesitation,...she curled her slender fingers at the edge of her dress and began to slide it upwards."Can you feel the cool air caressing your legs?"~~~~'whimper'~~~yes~~(moan)

"Do you want to FEEL your finger in your pussy like you did every night at home?"
~~~~~yes~~~~omg~~~yes~~oh~yes~oh~pleeeeze~yes~~~
"Then stick it in!"
I watched as she plunged THREE fingers between her puffy,slickened labia,...mashing her clit *HARD* with the pad of her thumb and...
~~~AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHFFFFUUUUCCCCKK!~~~ When she climaxed,...her eyes opened wide,... STARING at me with a startled look,as the shudders washed over her body.

I smiled reassuringly at her dazed expression,and said,"That's ok Pet,...you were tense,...you needed that! Now,...c'mere and give me a kiss,then go lie down and get some rest,...I'll wake you when we get to Okie City,...ok?"

 

[geri]

Marian

His reassurances that my inexperience would not turn him away helped ease the tension in me but the situation was still too new to totally relax and I sat in the passenger seat, hands in my lap, back straight and eyes straight ahead. I was almost glad to be given another duty so soon as he told me to go get a pillow from the sleeper. At least I was moving instead of dwelling on whether or not I would be able to fulfull my part of the bargain.

I was back in a flash and, figuring he wanted it for his back, I pushed on his shoulder and began to seat the pillow behind him when he stopped me. "No," He said,"...take it and sit back down!" Puzzled but obedient I headed back toward my seat the pillow clutched to me. Sitting down I held it in my lap waiting for further instructions.

"Put it behind your back,against the window,and lean back!" Came my next instructions and I turned to lock the door and then do as he said. Next he told me to relax and close my eyes which I did and then he began to talk to me making me aware of my body as he did, his voice leading me down a hazy path as I began to feel my body respond to that voice.

"Can you feel the bumps in the road?"~~~Yes~~~"Can you feel the vibrations of the wheels turning?"~~Yes~~
"Can feel the hammering of the pistons in the motor?"~~~~~~~~~Yes~~~~~~~~~.

On each 'yes' my voice was getting more relaxed and they were getting further apart and more drawn out as his words made me concentrate on that part of my body and the sensations he described.

"Can you feel your nipples vibrating against your dress?" He asked and I blushed a bit as my nipples became very hard when my attention wandered to them. ~~~~~~yessss~~~~~ I said the sensation sending shivers through me.

~~~"Can you feel the vibrations of the truck on your ass?" ...~~~(gasp)Y.Ye..Yes.~~~ My breathing was getting shallow and rapid as I became almost hyper aware of every sensation moving through my body and my hand twitched as I longed to soothe the heat that had begun to move through my pussy.

"Can you FEEL...ALL those vibrations pounding at the center of your pussy?"
~~~~~~~~~YESSSSSSSSssssss!~~~~~~~~omg~~~(gasp)~~~ I sqirmed in my seat his words sending the small heat into a burning sensation through my mound.

..."Can you feel the HEAT in your pussy?"~~~Oh..Ohh..Ohhh...YESSSSSSSSSssss~~~(gasp)[/] My tongue darted out and wet lips that were suddenly wet and I moaned as I felt a small wetness trickle from my pussy. My body as limp, out of my control. It seemed that it only responded to his voice and words now my mind centered on the last place he had spoken of.

"Now,...take your hands,and slowly raise the hem of your dress to the tops of your thighs." He instructed and without any hesitation I followed his orders my body now on autopilot, simply obeying his commands. "Can you feel the cool air caressing your legs?"~~~~'whimper'~~~yes~~(moan)

"Do you want to FEEL your finger in your pussy like you did every night at home?" He asked and I blushed wondering how he knew about that most private part of my life. Still I felt the need to answer him.

~~~~~yes~~~~omg~~~yes~~oh~yes~oh~pleeeeze~yes~~~ I don't know why I felt I must ask his permission but it seemed fitting somehow.

"Then stick it in!" He ordered and I plunged three fingers into my swollen pussy the need and desire for release more than I could stand. Mashing my clit harder than I ever had before with the pad of my thumb I felt my body buck and my hot juices flow over my hand as I came again and again. I cried out as my hips moved off the seat, my nipples hard and straining against my dress, my eyes wide open and staring at him.

As I came down from the most incredible sexual high I had ever been on I saw him smiling at me and my eyes dropped a blush creeping over my neck and face. I went to cover myself but stopped. Modesty had been thrown out the window long ago.

"That's ok Pet," He said and I looked back up to see him smiling in reassurance at me,"...you were tense,...you needed that! Now,...c'mere and give me a kiss,then go lie down and get some rest,...I'll wake you when we get to Okie City,...ok?"

I returned his smile and nodded getting shakily to my knees and tossing the pillow back into the sleeper the scent of my sex strong in the air as I leaned over and kisses him tenderly my soft lips pressed to his and my hand itching to stroke the tightness in his pants but not daring to touch it without his permission. I had not really kissed anyone before but I felt my body respond to both the sexual stimulation I had just been through and the feeling of his lips on mine and I tentively stuck my tongue out and ran it along his lips before breaking the kiss off and looking at him bashfully. Throwing him a smile I climbed into the sleeper knowing he was getting a very good view of my still dripping pussy as I moved through the curtain and lay down. It was not long before I drifted off to sleep my recent activities making my whole body feel heavy and the thought of moving anymore unpleasant, the rocking of the cab lulling me into a peaceful slumber.

 

[artful]

Art

Pet,...weak from her recent climax,...eased down from her seat,...tossing the pillow through the curtain and rested on her hands and knees for a few seconds.Head bowed down,...shakily drawing in one ragged breath after another.

Her vibrant red hair slung forward and down,... enshrouding her head and face in such a way as to present a perfect picture of submissiveness.

I was pleased at how the FIRST stage had been accomplished.She NOW associated the tone of my voice with sexual fulfillment.Soon,...she would CRAVE it,...soon...she wouldn't be able to have a climax unless she HEARD it!

I smiled inwardly,...watching her struggle up to lean heavily against me and place a kiss full on my lips.Tentatively darting her tongue forward to brush my lips just before I broke the contact. "Damn,...keep your eyes on the road Art,"I said to myself.

Smiling,...still in a stupor from her recent activities,...she dropped to all fours,...turned and wobbled her way through the opening to climb up on the bed.

My eyes flitted back and forth,from the road to watching her,as she made her way back behind me.I could see her sodden pussy twist in her juices as she slowly advanced one knee then the other.Cum glistened on either side of her thigh as she lifted her right knee to the top of the bed,...her legs splayed wide to expose her all.

Pausing to gather her strength,...I saw both her hands reach out to clutch a handfull of the bedcover,and with a last burst of energy,...launch her body fully on top of the bed.

I reached behind me,drawing the cutains tightly together and thought,"Well Art,...nothing is forever,so enjoy WHAT you can WHEN you can!"

I was suddenly aware of the cold slickness oozing down from mid thigh headed to my left knee.The pre cum reminding me that even though I was happy,... 'Bambi' was NOT!"Well,...no matter,"I thought, "Your time is coming 'Bambi."

~~~Patience Art,...Patience.Take your time!Don't rush it!Everything is great!Ya gotta be careful with her!She's so tender and inexperienced. PATIENCE!~~~

Having joined up with I44 and paid my tolls,I proceeded to exit onto I40 knowing that in just a few minutes,...I would be at the west edge of Okie City,and pulling into a familiar truckstop for coffee,and stretching the kinks out of my legs.

Pulling in to park,...I got lucky and was able to park front row,...near the fuel islands,and set my trailer brakes,*whoosh*.Opening the door,*click*I grabbed a one gallon wide mouth jug from behind my seat,eased out of the truck,and locking the door, *twing*,gently pushed it closed *click* so as not to waken my 'Sleeping Beauty'.

Going inside,...I browsed till I found what I needed(A package of soft cotton wash cloths) ,filled my jug with hot water,and added a little cold at the end.

Back at the truck,...I quietly entered and made my way back to the still sleeping form on the bed.Her knees were drawn up,laying on her side,her face cradled in one open palm,her other hand pressing her dress tightly between her clamped thighs.

I sat on the edge a minute,...marvelling at her beauty,unable to fathom how this sweet innocent girl,had made it through 21 years without society having corrupted her,as were MOST young women at her age.Their minds poisoned by thoughts of POWER, INDEPENDENCE,GREED and SELFISHNESS.

~It was apparent she had been starved for love,... for affection,care and attention.Well,...I would give her ALL she needed,if things worked as I had planned.Only time would tell.~

Leaning forward,...I gently kissed her cheek and placing my hand on her hip,...shook her lightly to rouse her from sleep.Her eyes fluttered open,... taking a few seconds to regain her senses and recognise where she was,...recalling the events of the day,...A dreamy smile settled on her face as she looked up and recognised me.

Leaning close again,...I whispered softly in her ear,"Don't get up,...don't move,...don't talk,...just lay there and THINK,...while I do what I do,...ok?" Her voice was soft and low,as she huskily replied, "Sir,...yes sir!"

I easily lifted her slight form,and placed her on her back in the middle of the bed.Taking each arm,...I extended them comfortably above her head and to the side,...then placed a pillow behind her head so she could easily view what I was going to do.

Unbuttoning her dress,...starting at the top and working down,I felt her body tremble at my touch. Her emerald eyes flashed in excitement as she STARED at my face.Watching me!

Opening her dress turned out to be somewhat of a chore,as her juices had crusted dry,and the dress STUCK to her thighs.Her face FLUSHED a beet red,as she felt my gentle tugs to unstick the garment.

Leaning forward again,...lifting the thin material carefully,till I felt the slight resistance where it was GLUED to her body,...then snaked my tongue out to flick it back and forth wetly,...till the garment released its hold,and peeled softly free.

Snaking her arms out of the sleeves of the dress was no problem,and I repositioned them as before. Lifting the jug of water and grabbing a soft cloth from the package,...I settled myself astride her waist and opened the jug.

Dipping the cloth in the heated water,...I squeezed out the excess and began to caress her face and neck with it.Wiping away the dried tears and perspirations.

Moving down,...I carefully swiped each breast slowly and lovingly.the nipples having *perked*, ...hardened further as I continued bathing them in tight circles as she whimpered.Seeing her hands ball up in a fist,..then watching her fingers fly out,...only to repeat the action,again and again,...

"Now was the time!"I thought.Her nose had flared, her heaving chest told of the heat that had been building,...her eyes were filled with lust,and I was curious at what was going through her mind at that very moment.With my normal baritone voice, ...watching her face closely,...I said,"Now tell me,...What are you thinking?"

 

[Guest]

Marian

The first sensation that pulled me from dreams I would not remember was a feather light feeling against my cheek and then a warmth on my hip as my body was moved gently back and forth. I blinked my eyes open and looked around trying to recall where I was and half expecting to see momma standing over me telling me how lazy I was and that I had to get to work now. But, as my surroundings became clearer I remembered what had happened what had to be a few hours ago for I felt very rested and I smiled as I relived the sweet release I had experienced then. The memory of that release mixed with the face that hovered over me and I smiled up at Art sleepily.

He leaned forward and whispered in my ear,"Don't get up,...don't move,...don't talk,...just lay there and THINK,...while I do what I do,...ok?" Truthfully I did not want to move, just lay here in a soft dreamy state and feel safe in his presence so I replied, "Sir,...yes sir!"

He was lifting me then and placing me on my back with ease and he lifted my arms placing them above my head but not in an uncomfortable position. A pillow behind my head lent to my comfort and gave me a good view of my own body. I was puzzled but did not feel alarmed even when his hands began to unbutton my dress. My body trembled when his hands brushed against my bare skin and I felt a rising excitment moving through me at the feel of that touch. Looking up at his face I did not move but just watched. I don't know why but I trusted this man.

As his hands worked their way down to the bottom of my dress I felt him tug at the hem where I had placed my hands, trying to soak up my own juices. My face flushed in embarrassment as the garment was obviously stuck to my skin with my own juice and I averted my eyes, biting my lip as I felt him continue to separate my clothing from my skin. I gasped and had a hard time keeping my back from arching as I felt his tongue on my skin there wetting the area and peeling the cloth from me. A small moan came from me as the flesh there tingled from the touch of his tongue. He pushed the dress away and slid it off of my arms leaving me bare before him. I thought flashed through my mind and I wondered, briefly, what he thought of my body as it lay exposed before him.

My arms were repositioned and there was nothing keeping me from his sight. My gaze flashed to him as he settled over me straddling my waist and I felt an unbiddened heat begin in my sticky pussy. He wetted a cloth and began to wash my face and neck in the most gentle of ways the intamacy of that small act drawing me to him as I relaxed under his soft care. He moved down to clean my breasts and I could feel the nipples that had stood up in the cool air now hardening and I moaned softly as his touch began to fan the heat between my legs. I began to whimper as the need I had felt earlier returned and I clenched and released my fists trying to keep still and not move as he ordered even as my hips wanted to thrust up and feel him rubbing against my burning mound.

He watched me for a moment as I fought not to writh activily under him, my eyes probably giving away the very desire that burned through me. Never taking his eyes from me he said,"Now tell me,...What are you thinking?"

I looked up to meet his gaze gasping and whimpering as if I were a bitch in heat. I wet my dry lips and opened my mouth to gasp out,"I was...thinking, Sir...thinking of how good it would feel to have...have you inside me." I blushed bright red after I confessed that but I had been thinking of that bulge in his pants even as I had fallen asleep and now I could see it laying against his leg, larger than any I had ever seen before but I knew it was what my body desired, had desired from the moment I had decided to stay with him. I had only had the one experience with sex and I had gained no pleasure in it but the pleasure I had already gained with him made me want to experience even more.

 

[geri]

OOC: Sorry, that was me. Lit went weird on me.

 

[artful]

Art

"I was...thinking, Sir...thinking of how good it would feel to have...have you inside me." After hearing her say those words,I simply stared back, ...watching her face go from a pink *blush* to one of a fiery tomato red.

Seeing her need continue to build,...I returned to my ministrations,...bathing her body in a most tender and caring manner.Sliding the cloth along her side,gliding it over the gentle swell of her hips,...I could feel her muscles fight to control her body against the overwhelming urge to move,and gain more contact with me.Yet she continued to hold herself at bay,...not moving.

Moving my knees down to each side of her trembling thighs.I moved the cloth carefully beneath her firm, upright breasts,and washed in tight circles down to her navel.I then changed to broad sweeping passes,lightly engaging her velvet smooth skin.

She was close to losing the battle.I saw her shut her eyes,groaning loudly,...and ball her fists up tight.This time,...they didn't unclench!Every muscle stood out,...her tendons were strained to the breaking point.Her teeth were clamped tight over her lower lip,...and though she STRAINED to not arc her spine up,...she pressed her head back hard against the pillow,...her jaw thrust upward and jutting out in her effort to not move.

The temptation to take her NOW was tormenting my very soul.My cock had turned into 10" of black satiny steel.It lay thick and heavy against my thigh,...begging for freedom from its constraint.
"Not yet Art,not yet!" I told myself."Patience dear boy patience!"

I leaned to the side,...lifted one knee up across her taut body,...and stood looking down at her saying,"Pet,...Do you remember when I told you to tell me what you were thinking,and you responded with"~"I was...thinking,Sir...thinking of how good it would feel to have...have you inside me."~

I saw her eyes open wide as she carefully searched her memory for the words she had spoken,... comprehending her mistake,...I saw the chill of goosebumps cover her exposed body as FEAR leaped in her eyes.Sir had not been the first word spoken...it had only come forth on the FOURTH word.

"Whenever you are careless about my instructions to you,...you will be punished!The punishment for you THIS time,...will be quite easy,...finish cleaning your thighs and pussy on your own.I would have done it ALL for you,...but when you made that mistake,...that error has caused you to not receive that which you so greatly desire.

I will not fuck you in Okie City as I had planned, ... maybe never.I can get a fuck anywhere,...fucks are a dime a dozen.If you want to leave now,... then pack your shit and get out!If you want to stay,...then put on a clean dress and meet me at the fuel desk,...we're parked right in front of the fuel island.You have 10 minutes to be there... don't be late!"

I didn't wait for her response,...I stepped into the cab,...exited,and made my way inside to the mens room,...to clean the slick pre cum out of my pants.Looking at my watch,...I noted the time,... 3:15 pm.

 

[geri]

Marian

He stared at me for awhile after I had told him what I was thinking and then went back to bathing my body. He moved the cloth over my hips and legs causing me to tense up as I tried to obey his commands not to move. His body moved down my body and I felt the flare up of heat as he passed so close to my pussy. He went back to cleaning my breasts making me groan as the nipples tightened even further and my body singing at every touch of his hands. I was close to begging him to fill me with his manhood, my desire for him burning so hard that I was almost crying with the need. My hands were clenched and my head pressed into the pillow as I fought not to move and writhe beneath him.

Just when I thought I would lose the battle I felt him move and opened my eyes to see him staring down at me and I could not understand the look in his eyes. "Pet," He said,"...Do you remember when I told you to tell me what you were thinking,and you responded with"~"I was...thinking,Sir...thinking of how good it would feel to have...have you inside me."~

I searched my memory for those words, said as I was caught in the hazy mist of lust and I went over them carefully trying to see what was wrong with them. Suddenly my eyes opened wide and I realized that 'Sir' had not been the first word from my mouth when addressing him. I felt suddenly chilled when I saw the broken rule, one he had insisted on from teh beginning. Looking up at him I opened my mouth to apologize for the slip when he continued.

"Whenever you are careless about my instructions to you,...you will be punished!The punishment for you THIS time,...will be quite easy,...finish cleaning your thighs and pussy on your own.I would have done it ALL for you,...but when you made that mistake,...that error has caused you to not receive that which you so greatly desire."

"I will not fuck you in Okie City as I had planned, ... maybe never.I can get a fuck anywhere,...fucks are a dime a dozen.If you want to leave now,... then pack your shit and get out!If you want to stay,...then put on a clean dress and meet me at the fuel desk,...we're parked right in front of the fuel island.You have 10 minutes to be there... don't be late!"

Each word cut into me like a knife drawing something much more precious than blood and I could think of nothing to say as he left me holding the wet cloth and staring at his recently closed cab door. I felt stunned and very empty as if something was missing. I could feel the hot tears course down my face as my gaze turned to where the pillowcases with my clothing were stashed. My chest heaved as I began to cry hard not being able to calm the yearning between my legs but also something more. I had failed him. He had done so much for me and I had broken one of the first rules he had put forward for my riding with him. My hands shook as I reached for my clothing tempted to just take them and leave. I was far enough away from momma to make it on my own from here. I could just leave and not ever look back. Which is what would happen because he had told me once I left I could not return.

I sat there in indecision my tears slowing and stopping as I came to a decision. Using more water to rewash my face and then to clean the sticky mess from my thighs I reached into one of the pillowcases and drew out a yellow sundress and slipped into it settling it across my shoulders and over my hips and pulling out some sandals that tied around my ankles. With only a moment's hesitation I put the pillowcases back where I had gotten them and then scooted across the bed and to his door opening it, locking the lock and closing it making a dash to the fuel counter and hoping the ten minutes were not up. Standing there, my chest heaving from my run, the emotional battle I had been through and my unquenched desires I waited with head down feeling the stares of the clerk behind the counter but not caring what he thought of me right then. I only hoped Art would not have changed his mind and would still take me with him.

 

[artful]

Art

I went straight to the mens room.Not wanting anyone to see my cum soaked condition,...I passed the urinals and slipped into an empty stall and fipped the latch,...locking my self in.

Unzipping my khaki's,...'Bambi' leaped straight out,carving a 10" arc upward through the air. Forcing my cock down,...I tried to pee and couldn't,..."Fuck,"I muttered to myself."Too goddamn hard!"

Well,...I knew every trick in the book,...and I prepared to use one.Grasping my cum soaked pole,...thinking of Marians pussy,...it only took a dozen passes over the slick steel before it erupted.

I reached my hand out to steady myself on the stainless steel covered toilet paper dispenser, knocked it loose,and watched it skid under the partition into the adjoining stall,with a loud clanging echo off the hard surface of the tiled floor.

A nearby voice said,"What the fuck?!!" as thread after thread of pearly white cum twisted through the air to spash noisily in the open bowl.

I managed to mumble an apology to the guy in the next stall,as he slid the metal cover back under the partition.Having NOW released my load,...I then proceeded to rub my thumb and forfinger over the bulbous pink head,...squeezing it tightly,... milking it,till I started my stream.

As always,...it started slow,...just a dribble,... then built to a rushing river as my bladder began to empty.I breathed a ~sigh~of relief as it ended, and began to wipe myself clean with the roll of tissue.

Finishing up,...I flushed the toilet,...exited the stall,and made my way to the row of sinks.Turning the spigots to full force,I washed my hands vigorously,...splashing water all around the front of my pants so no one could see the lonesome wide streak of pre cum that had seeped down the inside of my thigh.

Throughout the ordeal,I had been thinking of Marian."Don't get your hopes up Art,...she probably has already found another truck.As pretty as she is,...no prob."I thought to myself as I turned off the water and dried my hands.

Stepping out to the drinks counter,I poured myself a large coffee and looked at my watch,...3:23 pm, ...and no ~Pet~!

Looking out the window over the display racks,... my truck was in plain view.I could see no movement inside,...I didn't see her walking across the lot,and I felt a strange heaviness settle over me.Head down,...suddenly weary,...I ambled to the fuel desk to pay for the coffee.

Fumbling for change,...I sat my cup on the counter to use both hands in fishing out what I needed. Picking out the coins,...I heard the nearby door open with a ~swish~.

Out of the corner of my eye,...I saw a flash of bright yellow,whisk through the door as I placed the coins on the counter.Glancing at my watch, before picking up my coffee,... it read 3:25 pm.

Turning to leave,...there stood Marian.Head bowed,...panting as if she had just finished running the Boston Marathon.The yellow sundress, framed her tousled beauty to perfection.

The deep cleft separating her firm upright breasts showed clearly,as she had not taken time to button the top two.I nearly staggered as it dawned upon me,...she had submitted.She was mine!

Her attitude showed plainly,...her posture reflected her assent,...her agreement to do as I bid! She showed it plainly to ALL that stared at her luscious form.She cared NOT what the OTHERS thought,... she only wanted to please ME,...and please me she did.

Joy sang through my body as I placed the tip of my forefinger under her quivering chin,tilting her head up to give her a warm lingering kiss.She instantly threw her slender arms around my neck, ...pressed her yielding body tightly to me as the pent up tension released,and she broke into a sobbing apology for making a mistake,beginning with,"Sir.....................................

Tears of gratitude streamed off her cheek to soak my chest,as I held her and murmured sweet nothings in her ear.She clung tightly to me,as if she feared letting go,...I would disappear,...never to be seen again.

Hearing the muttering of disgruntled drivers talking behind us,...I figured we best leave before trouble broke out.I had been through this shit before when Jenny was with me,...jealous assholes,...pissed because a beautiful white women was so dedicated to a black man,...and THIS time, ...there being a wide gap in the so apparent age difference.~Hell,...she DID look like a teenager!~

Forgetting the coffee I said,"C'mon Pet,...lets talk about this in the truck",...and eased us out the door as she steadily clung to me.Reaching in my front pocket,...I withdrew my keys and headed to the truck.
***TOO LATE***
I heard the ~swish~ of the door open behind us and heavy footfalls treading behind us,~~~Yep,...there was gonna be trouble!~~~

Breaking free of Marian's grip,...I turned to face the three men who had approached us,and placed Marian protectively behind my back.The larger of the group,wearing a new cowboy hat,about 30 I guessed,maybe 200-225 lbs. Spoke up loudly saying, "Hey buddy,...how about letting the little lady talk out HERE!"followed by,"Miss,...ya don't have to go anywhere with this 'Nigga'."

I had been thoroughly trained in MOSHIMBWA,...it was a combined military hand to hand combat discipline,that the general public heard absolutely nothing about.

There were 5 forms:
1)Passive posturing
It rarely was effective with more than one adversary,and was used solely for disengagement.

2)Defensive posturing
A simple but effective form of maintaining a position till help arrived.

3)Disabling posturing
A somewhat complicated technique of putting an adversary out of action.

4)Crippling posturing
A lesser demanding form which broke arms,legs,joints etc., rendering the adversary useless for an extended period of time.

5)Deadly posturing
Requiring only one movement,to not only penetrate the adversaries defenses,but on the same movement deliver a killing blow.

I decided on form #3
"Pet,...tell these men if you are willingly riding with me or not!" She quickly answered by peeking fearfully around me to address the group saying, "Yes,...I am with him willingly,...and please don't call him a 'Nigga'."adding,"He is BEAUTIFULLY black,and I love him."

Before she could say anymore,...I handed her my keys saying,"Pet,...go the truck and lock yourself in!" I felt her leave from behind me even as the big guy stepped forward saying,"Yeah RIGHT,...ya got her scared to say anything to anybody,... but I'mma gonna show her how you ain't so BAD ASS when you're out in the open,not hiding in your(I hit him just as he was trying to say truck)TURHUUUCKK! A snapping left jab to his nose!

Another lightning like left jab to his solar plexus spun him away,and I drove a powerful fist to his kidneys which dropped him like a sack of potatoes.It was over in two seconds.

The other two stepped back a couple of paces,... looking at the man squirming in pain on the asphalt,and held there palms outward in a gesture of they didn't want no part of me.One of them said,"Hell,...we believed her Mister,...don't know why Rowdie pressed ya!"

They turned and walked back toward the fuel center.As they turned back,I heard the other one say in a hushed voice,..."Man,... didja see how fast that bastard was?"

Returning to the truck,...Pet unlocked and open the drivers door for me,and quickly scooted over to her seat.I looked her way as I settled behind the wheel,and saw the look of pride on her face as she reached out to inspect my oversized mitts,... checking to see if there was any damages.

Her adoration of me showed plainly as she smiled and said,"Sir,...thanks for protecting me!" and bent to kiss each separate knuckle on my hands.

Actually,...I was sorry that it had to happen,but ...nothing could daunt the feeling of wellness in me,knowing that Pet was mine,...mine to care for, to love and protect,as long as I was able.

I could tell she was sexually aroused by watching the scene of violence.Even though it had been short,it had caused a lusting glint in her eye.She wanted to fuck right now,and she fairly radiated her desire in every movement.I read the signs well.

If I had not TOLD her part of her punishment was,I wasn't going to fuck her in Okie City,...I would have taken her right then and there.As it was,...I knew I couldn't.

Signalling her to stay put,...I went to the sleeper and lifted the long suitcase up to place it flat on the bed.Everything had been jostled out of place by the sudden stop when I had first discovered Pet was on board.

Rummaging around,...I finally found what I was looking for,...a strap on dildo,inverted to penetrate the wearer.It was the smaller one,and I felt the best one to torment her for quite awhile, ...before she could climax with it.

Covering it with KY jelly,...I put everything back in the suitcase except for the strap on,three sets of leather encased handcuffs,and three wide,soft stips of leather,two being two feet in length,and one cut to a four foot length.

Closing the suitcase and snapping it shut,with one hand,...set it back in its resting place on the floor.

I raised my voice slightly and told her,"Close your eyes Pet,...I have a surprise for you." Grabbing a pillow,I entered the cab,... saw she had indeed closed her eyes,and carefully placed the pillow in positon at her back,against the door.

Sitting again behind the wheel,...I cautioned her to keep her eyes closed,till I gave her permission to open them.I unsnapped the dildo and set it on end,atop the dash alongside the handcuffs and leather strips.

Leaning toward her,I grasped both her ankles in one hand,slid the straps over her sandaled feet,and pulled them up to her knees.

I then told her to brace herself with her arms,and raise her ass off the seat.As she did so,...I slipped the straps on up to snugly fit the top ones above the swell of her hips.

Reaching behind her,...I gently pressed her back down to the seat and scooted her forward till her pussy was JUST at the edge.

I noted how her breathing had once more entered the rapid,shallow,excited state.I could see her pulse beat,as I watched a main artery bulge on her neck,with every pump of her heart.Her quivering smile showed how excited she was,...and how much she loved the feeling of helplessness,...the 'not knowing' of what was to happen next.

I then positioned her right hand close to the hand grip attached to the dash,and felt her body jerk as I cuffed her to it with a *SNIPPING* sound, alerting her as to what had just taken place.I watched her closely,seeing her even rowed teeth
clamp down,biting her lower lip in an effort to suppress her shock.

I then positioned her left arm up high and,*snip*, cuffed it to a bracket behind her seat.Reaching down,I undid the lacings on her sandals and slipped them off her soft and delicately formed feet.Placing the heels on the edge of her seat ,*snip*,I cuffed her slim ankles one to the other.

Looping the leather around her right knee,I tied it to the same handgrip on the dash.Looping the other two feet of leather under her left knee,I tied it to the cuff on her left hand.The four foot length,I belted about her waist,and knotted it behind the back of the seat.

I then reached for the gel coated dildo,...snapped it in place,...and lined it up to spear between her swollen labia.The elastic band holding it to its harness,stretched taut as I held it away from her opening.

"Pet,...lissen up,I want you to now open your eyes and look between your legs!" As her eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the light,...I eased the strain against the elastic and watched her face as the dildo began pushing against her already cum soaked passage.

Letting it slip into her millimeter by millimeter,I continued in a normal tone saying,"Now you are released from all prior orders till I tell you 'rules are back in place'.Now you can talk to me any way you wish,...say anything you want,...any way you want to say it.If you want to cuss me,...then cuss me,...there will be NO punishment for whatever you say or do!...ENJOY!"

At the last word,...I released the small dildo,and it thrust forward to impale her its full length! Turning away,...I released my trailer brakes,... put 'Freddy'in gear,...and headed out to gain entrance to West bound I40.

Slipping the gear shift smoothly in the top hole,...I glanced over at Marian.Her facial expression,...her attitude,...her posture, ...everything about the way she looked at me reminded of the last time I had restrained Jenny.

 

[geri]

Marian

I waited, tensed and ready for harsh words from him about taking so long but was startled to feel his finger under my chin lifting it and then his lips on my own. That was it, I could not hold back. My arms went around his neck and I pressed against him wanting to feel his hard body against my own to reassure myself that he was still there and hadn't left me. As the kiss broke I began to sob, the need to tell him how sorry I was outweighing everything.

"Sir...please, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...I won't do it ever again, Sir, I promise," I got out through quivering lips as I pressed my face into his chest drawing comfort from the feel and smell of him. He whispered in my ears words I only half heard but his tone calmed me and helped me to get my crying under control.

"C'mon, Pet, lets talk about this in the truck," He said and steered me out the door. I was confused at his haste at first and just clung to him letting him take command. I understood a few moments after that when I heard the door open and footsteps behind us. I don't know why but I knew they ment trouble for us and my heart began to pound in fear.

Sir turned and broke free of my clinging hands shoving me back behind him where I nervously peeked around him to see what was going on. Three men stood there and they were looking menacingly at Art. My heart froze as I realized I was the cause of this when one man said,"Hey buddy,...how about letting the little lady talk out HERE!"followed by,"Miss,...ya don't have to go anywhere with this 'Nigga'." My eyes flew open wide at his description of Art and I found myself getting angry that they would judge him by such a superficial thing as color. I bet they would not have done what Art had for a lost and lonely girl trying to find her way in the world.

Anger seething in me I said nothing letting Sir take the lead and knowing, somehow, he would know what to do. "Pet," He called to me,"...tell these men if you are willingly riding with me or not!" Putting my head even further around his form I tried to control the fear in my voice, not of him but of what these men might do to him, and said, "Yes,...I am with him willingly,...and please don't call him a 'Nigga'. He is BEAUTIFULLY black,and I love him." I don't know where that last came from but, as I said it, I knew it was true. In the short time I had been with him I had come to respect and yes...even love him.

Before I could say more he handed me the keys to the truck and ordered me to go wait for him there. I reluctantly began to back away from the scene, afraid to leave him and afraid not to obey him as well. Obedience won out and I ran to the truck fumbling with the key to open it and shutting the door, locking it tight and sitting on the edge of the seat watching the scene unfold. My jaw dropped as the largest man stepped up menacingly to Art and with a few punches was lying on the ground. I had never seen such a thing and apparantly neither had the man's friends for they backed off and went back inside. I breathed a sigh of relief and felt a pride in him that he could take care of himself...and me...so well.

As he came around to the cab I scrambled over his seat and unlocked the door for him moving back into my own seat and placing my hands in my lap, my eyes locked onto them and a smile playing on my lips. For the first time in my life I felt truly safe and knew I would be taken care of and protected. As he settled in I impulsivly caught his hand and brought it into my lap, looking over it and making sure that he was not cut or scratched. Bringing his hand to my lips I kissed each knuckle tenderly and placed my cheek against the calloused skin. "Sir..." I said softly,"Thanks for protecting me." I was very grateful and I felt so very safe knowing no one could harm me as long as he was around.

I could feel the arousal that I had felt in the sleeper when Art was washing me only now it had increased even more. It was not so much that I was aroused by the fighting but more by the knowledge that Sir was protecting me and fighting for me that caused my arousal to flare up. My desire to couple with him was stronger than ever. I wanted to feel those hands that had just felled a man for me on my body. I wanted to have him possess me in every way possible, to claim my body and make it his. The feeling was almost overwhelming and I had to fight to control it remembering that he had said he may not ever join with me that way.

He gestured to me to stay where I was and I nodded, not arguing. I could hear him rummaging around in the sleeper area and I waited tensely in my seat for his return. I heard him call out for me to close my eyes and I obeyed without hesitation. The first thing I felt was a pillow behind me and I frowned in puzzlement. Was he going to have me pleasure myself again? It was not like I did not want the pleasure but I was craving something more than my own hands.

His voice came to me, warning me to not open my eyes without permission and I sqeezed them shut, holding my breath and wondering what was to come next. That was soon answered as I felt his hands on my ankles and then what felt like leather strips sliding over my feet and up my legs. I felt a stirring between my legs that surprised and confused me and I fought not to moan aloud. He instructed me to brace myself and lift my hips which I did feeling the strips slide up and around my hips.

His hand was at my back, moving me forward til I sat at the edge of the seat and I felt my body tense with excitement. A rush of adrenaline moved through me as I wondered what would come next and my body shivered with the thought of being completely in Sir's hands. He was lifting my arm and I felt a jolt of shock go through me as I felt and heard handcuffs about my wrist and then somewhere in the cab. A streak of fear laced excitement sang through my veins and I moan very softly as I bit down on my lip trying not to cry out.

My left hand was next and then I could feel my sandals being removed and my feet placed on the edge of my seat, handcuffs going around my ankles to join them together and leave me in a frog-like position wondering what was next. The feel of a leather strip again as first my right knee and then my left were attatched to the corresponding wrist. Another strip being tied about my waist and holding me to the seat. I was well and truly trussed up and helpless.

I was breathing hard now not knowing what would come next when he told me to open my eyes and look between my legs. I did as he commanded, blinking in the sunlight and trying to adjust to the light. Looking down I saw one of the things I had seen from the suitcase that looked like a man's penis and Sir had it pointed straight for my nether lips. I drew in a breath and held it as he let the tension of the strap between my legs ease and the head of it slide past my lips to begin disappearing into my throbbing and very wet pussy.

His voice came to me warm and reassuring. "Now you are released from all prior orders till I tell you 'rules are back in place'.Now you can talk to me any way you wish,...say anything you want,...any way you want to say it.If you want to cuss me,...then cuss me,...there will be NO punishment for whatever you say or do!...ENJOY!" As he finished speaking he released the hard rubber instrument and my body jumped as it was impaled totally into me causing a friction against my clit causing me to shake and moan as my need increased.

He sat back and put the truck in gear and pulled out. As the eighteen wheeler moved over the road I could feel every bump and movement cause the dildo within me to vibrate and rub against my clit, moving around inside of me and inflamming my need and desire to an overwhelming degree. I writhed and gasped on the seat feeling wetness ooze from around the dildo across my thighs and onto the seat. I shook with a deep need but the hard plastic in my pussy only made the throbbing worse, it did nothing to release it. My hands open and closed as I itched to rub my clit and seek my release that way. My eyes were alternately closed or on Sir. My hips rocked back and forth as my eyes begged for release and satisfation. I whimpered and bit my lip until I tasted blood. Looking out on the road ahead I realized that anyone could see me in my helpless state and that only made my arousal worse.

Moaning and bucking my hips as the truck hit a particularly rough spot I began to murmur under my breath a plea for release from this torment. "Please...please...please," I chanted my body writhing and tugging at my bonds."Oh, god, please, sir..." I said in a quiet voice tears streaming down my face as my clit was again rubbed against the invader in my pussy. "Oh, god, I need you so bad...I...I don't want to go without you fucking me. I am burning up with the thought of you inside of me I can't stand it." My hips moved more and my head pressed back into the pillow my hard nipples pressing against the thin material of my sun dress. "Please...I'll be good and never do that again. I just...I need you so badly. I have never felt like this before." His words about maybe never fucking me ehcoing through me making the burning in my pussy seem almost unbearable. "I...I don't know what is happening to me. Oh god...please...please...please." At which time I would subside into my quiet pleading again, my whimpers punctuating my need.

 

[artful]

Art

In only a few minutes,...we were out of town,cruising along the Interstate at 65 mph.I had put a *stinger* in the fuel pump and we could have been going 100+,...but normally,...I stayed within the posted speed limits,and NOW,...I sure didn't want to get pulled over by the cops.

Actually,even though I knew Marian felt that all who passed by could see her condition,...shackled and bound,....helpless in own sexual arousal,... I knew it was not so.Hell,...all they could see was her head and the very tops of her knees,...and they would have to look CLOSELY to see her knees.


She had been moaning and groaning at intervals,as she,from time to time,...reached a fevered height with her passion,...soooo close,...yet unable to take herself over the edge.Dropping back down to a panting whimper as she paused to regain her strength to attempt the climb ONE more time.

She was trapped in a never ending pursuit of climaxing.Near,...so NEAR,...hunching her throbbing pussy,...trying to get the dildo in DEEPER,...straining,reaching,...only to collapse again with her energy spent,...weak in her tremblings.

Hearing her whimper,saying"Please...I'll be good and never do that again. I just...I need you so badly. I have never felt like this before."I was surprised she THOUGHT I was PUNISHING her,but reflecting back on the past events,...I could understand why.

I nearly busted out laughing,...but controlling the urge,...I began explaining the difference between PUNISHMENT and sexual torment.In a soothing voice,I stroked and calmed her frayed nerve ends.

"Pet,...lissen up,...You are now on a truck headed to California,there is a lot of time to kill between here and there.A person can only sleep so long,then they wake up.In a truck,... sometimes you don't HAVE a choice,...ya CAN"T sleep!So what do passengers do,...they try to read,...and get headaches,they listen to talk shows or music on their radio,they turn on the CB,...a lot of choices really,...but they ALL end up BORING.
Pet,...are you bored?"To which she replied,~~~Ohhh n..no,buh..but,I...I don't know what is happening to me. Oh god...please..please..please.~~~

Her need was openly displayed in every word,...in every struggle,every movement.Speaking softly,I continued."Pet,...THIS is not punishment,...this is training,...your assignment is to develope the muscular control in your vagina where you can please a man BETTER than any other woman.

Concentrate not on self gratification,but on controlling your muscles.Learn how to contract your muscles and push the dildo OUT,...then relax, ...allowing it to slip back in.Keep doing this over and over until you can literally fuck yourself to a climax.With practice,...you will get better and better,...your muscles will begin responding in such a way as to not only push the dildo out,...but also,...SUCK it back inside forcefully,...giving you MUCH pleasure.

As I continued talking in a smooth easy manner, ...I saw her attitude change as she began doing what I instructed.Her face strained as she concentrated on pushing the dildo out,...relaxing a bit,...she strained again and I saw the slightest outward movement of the strap which had the dildo attached to it.Relax,...then strain,... relax,...strain... relax,strain.Over and over she exerted her inner muscles,slowly finding the control I wished for her to learn.

Once again,... mesmerised in viewing the rubbery device moving slightly in and out with each exertion,she slipped into a trancelike state of mind.STARING at the short hesitant movements in and out of her puffy lips.In a matter of minutes ,... she had gained enough control where it became a rhythmic cycle.In and out,...in and out!Her juices had been flowing freely,...and I saw her ass slip back and forth in the puddle of cum which lay beneath her.Her eyes were locked onto the dildo,...her tongue darted out and quickly smeared the drop of blood over her already vivid red lips.

She was finding her way,...and quickly too.The outward move of the strap continued to lengthen,.. her periods of relaxing became shorter and shorter,she had succeeded in finding the controls,...now it was just a matter of time before she would be able to expertly use them.

Keeping my eyes on the road,...glancing over from time to time,...checking her progress.She caught me by surprise when suddenly,...she let out an unearthly scream and hissed,..."Yyyyeeeeeeesssss!, I DID IT,...LQQK!!...OMG...!" Turning to look,...I saw the strap stretched taut,as she had managed to push the bulbous hump in the middle of the dildo, through the tight ring of muscle guarding the innermost part of her womb.As a reward for her I told her to relax for a while,...and leaning way over toward her,...I stroked her left inner thigh with my right hand.Her eyes stared fixedly on the huge paw that was gently gliding up and down over her smooth,unblemished skin.The rough blackness of my hand, contrasting sharply with the silky alabaster of her thigh.

I felt her begin to shake and shudder uncontrollably as she stared at my hand.Not wanting her to cum yet,...I took my hand off her and placed it back on the wheel."NOOOOOOO,"she cried out,"Put it back,...ohhhgawd Sir,...put it back,...please,oh please Sir.Touch me,...rub me,.. I'm,..I..I'm so close! Just stroke me Sir,...touch me,ohhh gawwwwd ,...I neeeeed it baaadddd! I can't take it anymore!!"

Thats when she lost control!Sobbing and cussing me in the same breath,she lurched and struggled in vain to free herself from the restraints.Jerking and thrashing in her shackled bondage,she looked demon possessed,as she fought wildly against the cuffs.The timing was perfect,as I saw a wide pulloff on the shoulder just ahead.It was empty and there was barely enough room for the 65 foot rig to park.I slowed,and eased off the blacktop to come to a jolting stop and set my brakes.

Startled at the suddenness of us coming to a stop, ...Marian came back to reality.The wildness in her eyes replaced by FEAR.She had no idea what I was going to do.Not saying a word,...I launched myself out of my seat and undid the cuffs and untied the leather bindings.I pulled her off the cum soaked seat and and roughly pushed her in the sleeper,...the FEAR in her causing her to shrink away from my touch.

Stumbling forward,...she fell heavily on the bed. Still not saying a word to her,...I stripped naked,...flinging my ball cap up in the cab. Climbing up on the bed,...I raised her hips and violently whipped the dildo out of her pussy,... jerking the straps down and off her feet.She gasped at the sudden departure of what had been lodged in her cunt.Her nether lips were wet, pouting and wide open as I slipped down to toss each leg over my shoulders,and without preamble, ...stuck my wet hot tongue in her wide open gash, ...it wasn't a slit now,...it was a yawning gash,a chasm of slushy slickness that had been overheated and I meant to cool it off.

Her fear was quickly replaced with fiery passion as she realised I wasn't going to hurt her,and she was FINALLY going to get the fucking she had waited too many years to have."Ohhh gawd Art,... I'm on fire,...please don't tease me anymore, ...TAKE ME,... baby,...Pleeeeeeeeeeeez!"Hearing her call me 'baby' caused my cock to lurch upward and slap her ass thickly.I don't know why,...but the term of endearment,...coming from her in such a natural way caused my blood to boil in heated lust. Dropping her churning cunt from my face,I leaned forward and easily slid my blood engorged knob just through her ring of resistance,...it was if a heated wet velvet glove reached out to try and capture my stiffened member.She twisted and writhed trying to pull me deeper,...but I wouldn't let her.I knew I didn't want to hurt her and my 10" just might be too long,...also the girth was massive,...so I decided to take my time and penetrate her slowly.

 

[geri]

Marian

I was in despair. I didn't know why Sir wanted to torment me like this, teasing me and bringing me to the edge of release and making me want him more than ever when he had already said he would not fuck me. I was a sobbing, writhing mess when he placed his hand gently on me and begin speaking in a soothing voice.

"Pet," He said in a calm, low voice,"...lissen up,...You are now on a truck headed to California,there is a lot of time to kill between here and there.A person can only sleep so long,then they wake up.In a truck,... sometimes you don't HAVE a choice,...ya CAN"T sleep!So what do passengers do,...they try to read,...and get headaches,they listen to talk shows or music on their radio,they turn on the CB,...a lot of choices really,...but they ALL end up BORING. Pet,...are you bored?"

I looked at him in puzzlement. Bored? That was not exactly the word for what I was at the moment. A hypersensitive bitch in heat was what my mother once called a dog who jumped out of a truck that passed us in the street when the driver passed a male dog going the other way. I could now understand what that female dog was going through as my whole pussy seemed on fire and my thighs quaked in my need.

Answering him I said,"~~~Ohhh n..no,buh..but,I...I don't know what is happening to me. Oh god...please..please..please.~~~ " And I sank back into my pleading to be released from the torment.

"Pet," He continued,"...THIS is not punishment,...this is training,...your assignment is to develope the muscular control in your vagina where you can please a man BETTER than any other woman. Concentrate not on self gratification,but on controlling your muscles.Learn how to contract your muscles and push the dildo OUT,...then relax, ...allowing it to slip back in.Keep doing this over and over until you can literally fuck yourself to a climax.With practice,...you will get better and better,...your muscles will begin responding in such a way as to not only push the dildo out,...but also,...SUCK it back inside forcefully,...giving you MUCH pleasure."

He was doing this to give me pleasure? I didn't understand anything but that he had given me an assignment, a duty and I latched onto that one small detail to guide me through this. Lending all of my concentration to what he instructed me to do I visualized the walls of my pussy squeezing and pushing the dildo out and then relaxing to let it slip back in. Slowly but surely it began to move under my control. I gasped and groaned with the strain but determined not to stop until I could learn what he wanted me to learn. My eyes locked onto the device in my cunt, my mind latched onto the visual image and my concentration on doing what Sir said.

I was rewarded by seeing it move in and out, not even an inch at first and then I began to see more and more of it as it slipped in and out of me. Shuddering as the lengthening movements caused my pussy to spasm and grasp the hard plastic. I wetted my lips with my tongue and went on barely noticing the puddle that had formed on the seat underneath me my mind and body were so taken with my task. I don't know how long we had been driving but it was long enough for me to realize success in my efforts. My eyes popped open wide as my muscles gave one long squeeze and and the dildo pushed out as far as it could go straining the strap that held it in me.

"Yeeeessss!" I cried in triumph,"I DID IT! Look, Sir...OMG! I don't believe I did it!" I could not help the exahaltation in my voice at my success. I knew he probably did not think it much but I had not only succeeded in learning something new I had obeyed a task he had set for me and that last was the most important thing for me at that moment and I wanted him to share in that with me.

Relaxing and letting the dildo slide back inside of me I jerked at the feel of his hand on me. Not because I didn't want it there, on the contrary it was a deep seated desire in me to feel his hands on my skin, but because the effort and friction of my task had caused my skin to become almost alive and especially to his touch. I watched his hand as he stroked my thigh and I could feel a wave of pleasure build up inside me and begin to break over me. I panted, groaned and threw my head back as my body shook ready to peak in excitement. And then he removed his hand from me and it felt almost like someone shoved me into a cold shower or lead me to a high cliff and balanced me right on the edge telling me not to move.

I groaned and cried out. "NOOOOOOO! Put it back,...ohhhgawd Sir,...put it back,...please,oh please Sir.Touch me,...rub me,.. I'm,..I..I'm so close! Just stroke me Sir,...touch me,ohhh gawwwwd ,...I neeeeed it baaadddd! I can't take it anymore!!"

My body was on fire, I was so close to release and he had taken the one thing away from me that might send me into blissful release. It was too much for my mind. Thrashing in my seat I jerked on my restraints trying to free my hand to take care of my need myself. I was in a type of insanity that I felt I would never come out of. Jerking on the handcuffs, rubbing my wrists raw I sobbed and cried out. "Goddamn it! Let me go...please let me go...I can't take it, I tell you! Oh please, please...I don't know how to t...take this. Gawd! Please...can't you see what it's doing to me..." My body thrashed about trying to get some kind of relief and I finally screamed,"GODDAMMIT, Sir! Why the fuck are you torturing me?"

At that moment the truck swerved and came to a halt and I felt everything in me drain. My face went paler than usual as I realized what I had said in my dazed state and knew I was in trouble even though he said I could say anything. I tried to curl up on a ball as he launched himself out of his seat and undid the cuffs and bindings. I was almost ready for him to open the door and push me out leaving me to find a way on my own but then he picked me up and pushed me into the sleeper...and not in a gentle fashion. My fear grew as I thought about what I had found in that suitcase and I scrambled across the bed with the intention of pressing myself into a corner of the sleeper and hoping he came to his senses before he did something both of us would regret.

The time kept in my bindings took a toll on me however as I stumbled and fell forward rolling over to see him stripping quickly to stand before me naked. I paused, swallowing hard as I looked at his long, thick manhood. I shivered but not in fear this time...in desire. He climbed on the bed and took hold of me. Raising my hips he almost ripped the dildo from my soaked pussy dragging them from around my feet to fling it somewhere in the sleeper area. I gasped as the hard plastic was torn from me feeling a sudden emptiness as it wetly popped from my hole. Throwing my legs over his shoulders he shoved his tongue into me sending me reeling as my hips jumped from the mattress as if an jolt of electricity had been sent to my buttocks. I moaned and tossed my head as his tongue teased me just as the dildo had done moments before but I could not rid myself of the empty feeling and I knew only one thing could fill that.

Gathering my courage and letting the passion that had filled me at his touch I pleaded with him in a gentle but needy voice. "Ohhh gawd, Sir," I said my voice thick with my need,"I'm on fire. Please don't tease me anymore. I need you to take me...to make me yours. Please, baby, I need that more than anything. Pleeeeeezzz!" I could feel his thick pole against my butt and it caused me to moan and whimper as I waited for his decision. It came quickly.

Dropping my legs he leaned forward and slid the head of his manhood into me. It was as if he threw wood on the fire that already blazed inside of me. I gasped and writhed beneath him my body loving the feel of him but wanting much more. I shivered as I thought of taking him all in but I knew that the craving in my body would not be satisfied until I did. He was holding off though and I could see the concern in his face which made me want him all the more. He pushed at me slowly and now I knew a new kind of torment.

Reaching up I wrapped my arms around his neck and said softly. "Sir...please. I know you are trying to be gentle but I need you. Please, baby, I know you won't hurt me. I trust you not to hurt me. I need you to take me like a woman. I need you to take me like your woman. I love you, Sir. Please let me know what it's like to be your woman." My eyes locked with his and I let them tell him that I knew exactly what I was asking for. I may be inexperienced but I was not naive. "Fuck me, Sir," I said in a lust filled whisper,"Fuck me hard and long and make me know who I belong with. Who I belong to." I don't know where the words came from but I knew they were the truest I had ever spoken and my body arched against him urging him to believe what I was saying and to give me what I most desired and craved.

 

[artful]

Art

My throbbing hardness barely having entered her, my mind was a raging torment of twisted thoughts, as I heard her pleas.Contradictions raced back and forth from one side of my brain to the other.My plan had been worthy,...I thought!Test her,... seduce her,...train her,...then dominate her as I had done with Jenny.Then,...the other side of my brain kicked in,...the emotional side,...and the war was on.

Marian WASN"T Jenny,...she was Marian,...and I didn't feel the need to conquer her as I had with Jenny.The need I felt was one of pleasing her, ...giving her ALL that she asked for,...and more.
"Baby" kept ringing and echoing through my head! I tried to free my mind from its taunting torment as I slowly pushed against her heated wetness,... but failed.Her need had been encapsulated in that one word more than all her thrashing movements,and it had struck deep in my being.

The look on her face was one of not just lust,... but of a burning need,...a need to belong,...to be accepted,...to be loved for who she was,and she was willing to give her all to satisfy that need. The battle was clear cut,...a part of me wanted to lance her visciously,causing her to beg for mercy, tear into her forcibly,...making her scream in anguish as I carelessly plunged her depths,or... to soothe the soul which willingly opened up to receive whatever would come.My body trembled in indecision as I steadily pressed forward another inch.The mounting lust,racing against the feelings of tenderness that flooded the other part of me.

When I heard her say, "Sir...please. I know you are trying to be gentle but I need you. Please, baby, I know you won't hurt me. I trust you not to hurt me. I need you to take me like a woman. I need you to take me like your woman. I love you, Sir. Please let me know what it's like to be your woman."The battle was ended!There was no way left open for me to rape the tender offering."Baby" had sentenced THAT part of me to retreat,...I had no choices left,...she had won.

"Fuck me, Sir," She said in a lust filled whisper,"Fuck me hard and long and make me know who I belong with. Who I belong to."At that very moment,...I felt the slightest twinge as she tried to grasp my shaft with her new found controls.That tiny movement was all it took,...my cock erupted forcefully.More powerful than I had felt in 30 years.Halfway in her,..I started squirting my seed up her heated passage.My body locked up,...frozen to prevent me from thrusting deep.Strained beyond belief,...I could not fathom this happening! Still,...I held back the urgent need to bury myself,...as pulse after pulse of white hot cum jetted forth through my throbbing member.Her determination to please me, showed plainly as I gazed into the emerald fires that led to her very soul.

 

[geri]

Marian

I groaned as he slowly pressed into me. I felt a need to be taken by him, to feel him inside me taking what I now knew to be his but I could see the war on his face as he fought inside of himself and I wondered if my inexperience was the cause of it. Lifting my hips just slightly I unconsciously used what he had just taught me and I felt his jism erupt inside of me spilling out of his spasming cock and into me and I groaned in frustration. While the feel of his seed in me was warm and pleasant I still had a deep seated yearning to totally belong to this man, to feel him moving forcibly inside of me and to know that he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

As he finished, his seed spilling overflowing and spilling from me tears began to pour from my eyes. This is not how it was supposed to be. I felt so empty and still so needful. There was something inside me that was not being fulfilled, something that only Sir could touch. Turning my head and steadfastly refusing to look at him but only at the sleeper wall I tried to put a name to what I craved, only knowing that Sir being torn was causing us both pain. I felt lost and alone once again and I didn't know how to fill that lonliness. I wanted, I craved the guidance I had never known and a measure of the strong hand that I had always known but this time tendered with care instead of selfishness as momma had done. I thought of all of the things I had seen in the suitcase and knew that there was a raging need in Sir too and that he was finding it impossible to sate that need with me as he must have with others. That, above all, tore at my heart. I wanted, I needed to give him what he needed. Somewhere in me was the craving to serve someone who was worthy of my service, whom I chose to serve but my inexperience could not tell me how to do it. I needed someone's strength and guidance and it seemed he could not give it to me because of his notions of innocence where I was concerned. How was I to express this need to him? How could I prove my worthiness to him? I could not find the words and did not know the actions that would convey that message.

Unable to express myself, not knowing fully my own desires and needs I sobbed into the mattress, my body still on fire, the only comfort in his warm seed that still spilt from me a cold chill of lonliness enveloping me as I felt a million miles away from the one person I desired to share my all with.