I have an online slave who does my bidding with the aid of two
accomplices–work associates of hers–who make sure she gets
away with nothing out of order. One of my accomplices needed
a new car. niki was to dress very seductively in a white blouse
open and tied at the waist, short-short flared denim skirt, heels,
and a black collar. She wears small nipple rings, and was told
to also wear nipple clips attached to a chain beween them. She
was to wear no underwear whatsoever. The idea was that she
was to really get into inspecting the prospective cars, getting in
and out of the back seats, bending over to look at the engine and
trunk, standing on tiptoe on the running board with the door
open and see that one could really reach all the way across the
roof to clean it adequately. You get the idea. You will
note that niki disobeyed me and buttoned two of the buttons
on her blouse. She will be punished for this. Because we planned
something a little extra at the end of the car shopping trip,
(that story will follow this one) I had kept niki on the brink
of climax all day, commanding her to stay naked, collared,
cuffed, and with a dildo vibrator up in her, continually ON,
and a butt plug as well. In addition, the three of us had
stimulated her vigorously as she was tied in a chair earlier
in the morning (me online, of course), and by the time she
was ready to leave for the shopping trip, she was one horny
lady!!
Here is the story, first from one of the accomplices, then
from niki.
The Car Buying Trip
Date: 96-09-01 13:07:32 EDT
From: RosieRose
To: LineMstr
Well the car buying trip was a success, Judy now is the proud owner
of Suburban that was a dealer car, so we got it actually as a “used”
car. It’s fully loaded, so all Judy has to do is drive. Now for what
you’re interested in–Niki was a most willing participant in the trip.
I think she had an attitude adjustment this morning with your little
session, because I did not have to prod her at all to get in the mood.
It’s amazing what a little denial will do for a horny girl.
After we got off line with you, I told her to go get cleaned up because
we had shopping to do and I did not want any pouty behavior. She
asked me to please remove the collar and handcuffs so she could take
a shower and I told her no she was not getting in the shower alone to
play with herself in the warm water. I just wanted her to clean herself
up and get dressed, so I would remove the cuffs and nothing else, and
for her to get on with it. We were leaving in 30 minutes. She was
about to say something when I warned her I did not have to release
her from the cuffs. It made no difference to me. I got the “bambi
look” as I unlocked her wrists and told her to leave the bathroom
door open. About 20 minutes later she emerged from the bathroom
all dressed, her hair in a pony tail tied with a white bow, and her
makeup on.
She looked really sexy, face flushed from hurrying,
short denim skirt, a pair of blue high heels, black collar with the
silver ring, white blouse with only the middle two buttons buttoned
so the blouse was open almost to the midpoint between her breasts,
and she had tied the ends together right underneath her breasts. The
only thing that could be really seen was the chain of the nipple
clamps that looked like the end of a necklace. I, of course, had to
verify she was not wearing any panties, and as you commanded,
she was not. I asked her as we were leaving whether or not she was
to wear something else and she said, no, she did not think so.
Perhaps a clip on her labia or clit? She just groaned and rolled
her eyes and I asked was that? A protest? She said, no, of course
not. But, if possible, she would like to wear the clip on her labia.
I had to ask why. She said she was sure any stimulation to her clit
she knew would make her cum, and since you had told her not to,
she did not want to take any chances. Well I was feeling evil, so
I told her no to put it on her clit, and not to cum!! After she put
it on, I cuffed her hands behind her and went to see if Judy was
ready.
Now Judy had as much time as Niki did to get ready, and,
to my way of thinking, she did not have to clean up or change her
clothes. So, what was she doing?!! Well she was trying to decide
which of her clothes suggested a “power look” so she would not
be taken advantage of. I have to digress for a second. Judy has
never let anyone take advantage of her in all the years I have known
her, no matter what outragous outfit she had on. So, to my thinking,
it did not make a difference what she wore. I told her that is what
we had Niki for, to create a diversion so the salesguy was not
concentrating on how to seperate Judy from her money. Judy did
not seem convinced, so I went and got Niki and brought her in. I
said that no male was going to be able to take his eyes off Niki while
we talked him into a sweatheart deal on a car. Well, she did not seem
convinced, but Niki suggested she wear her jeans and her navy blue
shirt, because blue was a power color and a red hat would mean she
meant business. Judy liked that idea, so now we were really ready
to go.
We helped Niki in the back and put her seatbelt on her and
Judy and I got in front, and off we went. I told Niki again that she
was not to speak unless Judy or ask her a direct question. She was
to bend over and inspect tires, reach up and see if she could clean
the roof and slide in the back seat for the test rides. She was to be
cooperative and diversional, and if she was very good, I would let
her take the clit clamp off for a few minutes later.
The first dealer we went to was a local Chevy dealer near where we live.
This is not my first choice for actually buying a car, but I wanted to see
how well Niki did before we actually got to the dealer I wanted to buy
the car from. We drove up, and Judy released Niki from the handcuffs,
and opened her door. Now, I don’t know how often you have ridden
in the back of a mini van, but there is no graceful “ladylike” way to
climb out. I knew this, and Niki knew this, and now so does everyman
at that dealershi!! You know how car salesman all stand at the windows
waiting for the next customer to drive up and then they seem to draw
straws and one of them walks up to you? Well this time they moved as
a herd to help Niki find a car. I just had to laugh, as I explained
it was Judy who wanted a car, and Niki was our friend. I guess car sales
have been good this year because it was not until Niki finally said
she was not at all interested in buying a car, but that Judy had money to
spend, that one of them came over to show Judy a car. Now of course,
Judy started in on gas milage, emissions testing, fossile fuel vs natural
gas, the correct color for her, and the sales guy’s mouth fell open as
he tried to talk about the virtues of a chevy. Niki, by this time, had
wondered off and was looking at cars on her own, doing as I told her–
inspecting tires, opening doors and getting in, reaching up over the
hood–with about 3 sales guys following her, asking her if they could
help her at all. I got her attention and she came back over to us. We
moved out in the lot to look at Suburbans with her new friends following
us as well. We got out there, and Judy was able to find fault with every
car she was shown–wrong color, wrong karama, wrong interior–on and
on until we had looked at all he had. Niki was just standing there, but
everytime the sales guy opened a door to show Judy a car, Niki would
hop in, bounce on the seats, tell Judy it was lucious, and generally try
and help the sales guy sell it to Judy. Well this was getting us nowhere.
He suggested pickups, so I told him, thank you but we were just looking
anyway, as I start moving Judy and Niki back to our car. We got in,
and I was feeling a bit frustrated. So I announced it was time to go and
get some lunch and plan our strategy.
We got to a Denny’s, and I don’t know why I thought we could just
get lunch and talk. Every male in the resturant had to find a reason
to come either near our table, or over to our table, for some reason.
Even the cook came out of the kitchen, first to get a cup of coffee,
then to ask us if our meal was satisfactory. At Denny’s that is unheard
of! Anyway, I explained to the two of them my frustration. First, Judy
had to quit finding fault with every car. She was to look for positive
aspects only, and to give the sales person a chance to talk. Secondly,
Niki was accumulating dermerits faster than I could count. She was not
to wander off by herself, and she was not to intentionally flirt with the
salesmen. Her job was to assist Judy in getting the best deal possible,
and not wander off. Now were there any questions? Judy started to
ask one and then thought better of it, and Niki was sure she was in so
deep she just hung her head and finished her lunch.
I decided we needed another test to determine if they were going to
look at cars, or was I going to get a repeat of the earlier behavior?
So we drove to a Chrysler dealer to look at Jeeps. We get there, release
Niki, and instead of going into the dealership, we went directly to the
lot to look at what they had. Now Niki is just following us. When I
turned around to see where she was, I saw about 5 salesman following
her. I had to come up with a better plan! She was soon surrounded,
and they all asked if they could help her with a car, when I came over
and say we are buying one, and Niki is with us. Two of the salesmen
want to talk to Niki as another begins to question us about what we are
looking for. Judy starts in on her questions, and I was thinking, this is
a repeat of the first experience. I just stood back and watched the two
of them–Niki asking foolish questions about tires as she bends over to
look at them, getting in and out of cars, showing everthing–I think
they were opening cars just so she could get in and out as they watched!!–
Judy quizing the saleman on emissions testing, fuel usage and color.
After about 30 minutes of this I told Judy we have to go, and Niki looked
like they might actually talk her into a car! So I moved them back toward
the van. I have to say the salesman around Niki were sorry to see her go,
as they all handed her their business cards with their home numbers on
them. Judy’s saleman was just glad to see her go as he reluctantly handed
her his card.
Back in the van, I turned to the two of them and explained that was not
much better than the first place, and they have to remember the goal of
this day is to actually buy a car!! So we sat and talked out the best
approach.
Now with a plan, we started again–this time to a dealer where I might
actually buy a car. This one was a bit out of the city, so, for the long ride,
I cuffed Niki and put her seat belt on. As we went along, Judy started in
on her environmental concerns, which, I assure you, I share, but she needs
a big car for her business, and I am sure we can get a good deal with our
secret weapon–Niki. This time when we got to the Chevy Suburban dealer,
I was sure everyone understood the goal of this trip. I let Judy get out
first to find a sales guy, and for her to tell him what she is looking for.
Niki and I would come when she moved out into the lot. This time it went
much smoother. As I saw Judy and a salesman move out in the lot, I released
Niki, and reinforced her role to her. We caught up to Judy as she was
asking to take one on a test drive. The saleman took a long good look at
Niki, and tried to hand Judy the keys to HIS car! Now I knew this could
work! He then took out the correct keys, opened all the doors, and handed
them to Judy, never losing sight of Niki. Niki slid into the back, and he
does too. So I guess that meant Judy could drive, as I get in next to her.
Now, Judy has never driven a truck, so this was very new for her. It was
very hard for the salesman to show her features from the back seat, but he
did the best he could. I was so relieved that Judy actually liked the car and
was able to drive it. Now Niki, in the mean time, was sitting back, crossing
and uncrossing her legs, bending over and looking at her ankle, and the
salesman could not get his sales pitch at all straight. So I asked price, and
I know he did not really hear me, he was so busy watching Niki, and he
said, we can finance it any way we want. We got back to the dealership
and get out, and I start in on , ‘we need to look around, that we are shopping
for the best deal.’ Now this guy is sharp. He does not want to lose a sale–
or sight of Niki–so he asks what we are really looking for. I tell him, ‘this
is the model year closeout, and this place advertised the “Great Labor Day
Sell-a-ton,” so what was the deal? In fact, I had read in the paper they
had dealer demos that were considered used cars, and we wanted to see
one of those.’ He looked at me, and then at Niki, and showed us a fully-
loaded Surburban with about 1200 miles on it, leather seats, power
package, and a color Judy likes–dark blue. He would sell to us for $27,900
Now, mind you, he never took his eyes off Niki! I asked him if it had
been in an accident, or what was wrong with it, and he said nothing. So
we went to look at it. It was a bit more than we needed, but if he was
firm on that price, then OK! I didn’t know if he meant to say that price,
but it was a done deal now. We went to his office and he wrote the ticket
while Niki stood in front of him. We decline all the warrenties to speed up
the process. Well then we had to go to financing and arrange payment, most of
which
I had already done through the credit union. Now, the financial guy wanted
to check the price because he was not matching that vehicle to the price in the
computer and the ticket. I was thinking they had realized the salesman had
made an error, as they all huddled together. Now, Judy was watching all this,
and I could see she was getting ticked. The financial guy came back and she
started
in on, ‘Is there some problem, were they trying to jack up the price on a used
car, what was the advertised price, was the paper wrong, what were they selling
here, that car must be a lemon, did they not believe their salesman, what
happened
to intergrity in the 90’s, what happened to ethics in the 90’s’,’ and so on.
All the
time her voice was increasing by octaves. Now it was Saturday afternoon, prime
car buying time, and the whole place was looking at us. I am sure this was
more attention than these people wanted. He said, ‘No, of course the price
was
what the salesman gave us,’ and wrote the ticket out right. So it really
was a done deal, and Judy thought they would take advantage of her. We
completed the paperwork as they washed it so we could take it with us, as is.
I
don’t know what the actual price they wanted is, but, considering all the
stuff
on it, I know we got a “good” deal and frankly, I think it was due to a
combination
ot both Niki and Judy. I told Niki that, to ride in the new car, she would
have
to be stripped completely naked, cuffed, shakled, gaged and blindfolded, and
then I’d put her in back, my purpose was to see if she had more room than the
luggage area in the van. I got her “bambi” look, and I thought a protest was
forming,
when she thought better of it, and said that would be fine. We drove out of
the
dealership to a parking lot behind a warehouse that was not open, to help Niki
“dress” for the rest of the trip. I told her I was very proud of her, and that
she
really helped us, as I got out the leg shakles and put them on her. I asked
her if she would like me to take off the nipple clamps. She said she really
would, and the clit clamp too. I told her she has been good, but not that
good.
I removed her shirt, recuffed her hands behind her, blindfolded and gagged
her, then removed her skirt, and laid her down in the back of the
Surbaban. She really has a lot more room. I started to close the back
door when she startsed mewing thorugh the gag. I forgot the clamps, which
I then quickly removed, as she tried to roll over on her stomach to relieve the
pain.
I reminded her she had better not cum, as I closed the door. I follow edJudy
home, remarking to myself how the windows in the Surburban are heavily
tinted because I could not even guess what Judy had in the back of her car.
Another good adventure with Niki
Rosie
Shopping
Date: 96-09-01 20:10:59 EDT
From: nikigirl
To: LineMstr
Master
You know how much i dreaded this and tried to get out of
it…well, as you know, neither Rosie or you would let me.
After you, Judy, and Rosie finished tormenting me that morning,
Rosie told me to go get cleaned up and to be quick because
she wanted to leave in 30 minutes. i sweetly asked if
she would be so kind as to unlock the cuffs and collar
so i could shower. She said she did not want me to shower,
or actually be alone, that my hands might stray and try and
relieve some of my sexual frustration. i started to just
give her some explanation why i needed to shower when she
said she did not need to unlock the cuffs, either. It would
just make it harder for me to hurry…..i hate it when
Rosie is stern, and she knows me too well. So after she
took off the cuffs, i hurried and got ready, putting on my
denim skirt, nipple clamps, white blouse tied in front
with only two buttons fastened, and heels. i fixed my hair
in a pony tail, tied it with a white bow, put on my make up,
and made sure my collar had the silver ring in the front–all
as fast as i could. i came out to find Rosie looking at her
watch, as she looks me over, and, as is her new habit, asked
me to prove i am not wearing any panties..which i did to her
staisfaction. She then asked me was i supposed to have
something else, and i really could not remember anything else.
She got this evil look and said somthing about a clothespin
on my clit. i did not think i could stand that, and i asked
to please just put it on my labia. She said no, on my clit,
and i had better not cum. She watched me clip it on, and then
cuffed my hands behind me so i could do nothing to relieve the
pressure. Rosie then went to get Judy and left me alone for a
few minutes. Now i am an obedient slave, but i did not think
i could stand the pin on my clit all day without cumming,
so i was looking around for some way to dislodge it, when Rosie
came back in to get me to help her with Judy. Why could she
have not waited just a few more minutes?!!! My advice to
Judy was blue and red as power colors which would communicate
she was a force to deal with…anything to speed up the process.
Judy finished getting dressed and we left. In the van Rosie
put me in back with my seat belt on, and reinforced your
instructions, but gave me some hope that, if i were a good
diversion, she would remove the clamp on my clit later.
We get to the first car place and Rosie released me. My first
challenge was to get out of the van. There is not any easy
way to do that, so i just hopped out and watched all the
males at the window try and understand what they just saw,
as we all walked in together. Now you all told me how to
dress and what to do, so it was not my fault that every
male in the place walked over to sell me a car…and i don’t
want a new car!! Rosie explained that she and Judy needed
a new car and i was just along for the ride. So one of the
guys started asking them what they wanted. i heard Judy
start in with her environmental questions, so i thought then
was a good time to go and be diversional…i started wandering
about, looking at cars. Now two of the sales guys started
showing me features on these cars–opening doors–all the
stuff car salesmen do, so i pretended i was interested, and
looked at the alloy wheels, the space age interior, the
deluxe cd/sound system and the leather/bucket/ heated seats.
i looked up to see Rosie calling me as they headed out into the
lot. So i followed along as they started looking at trucks.
Judy was not pleased, and started finding fault with every
one. So i started trying to show her the good parts…what
the guys inside had showed me, space age, interior sound system
and so on. Judy was having nothing to do with it, and by now,
every male on that lot had seen my pussy at least twice, and
probably three times. The salesman suggested a pick up truck
and Rosie said we would talk about it, as she told Judy and me
to head back to the van. i could tell Rosie was weary, and
she suggested we go get some lunch and rethink this process.
We get into Denny’s and Rosie seems a bit more than weary…..now
i could see her frustration with Judy, but i was doing what
i was told to do, and i should not be accumulating dermerits.
i was having fun with the car guys….being diversional. i
could tell Rosie was not impressed, however, with my performance,
so i decided to eat my lunch in silence.
We headed out to the next place, and Rosie told us we were
just going into the lot and look at Jeeps, and we all knew what
we were supposed to do. We no sooner got out there when these
car guys are all around wanting to help us…they must have
radar! Soon I was surrounded by them! Rosie told them she
and Judy were actually going to buy the car, so one went to
help them, but two of them seemed intent upon selling ME a car.
So i was thinking i would keep them busy while Rosie and Judy
did their car buying thing. So i started asking questions
based on the knowledge i’d gained at the first car dealership,
which did not seem to fit this car dealership at all. i do
not know the difference between cars so i just started asking
questions…they opened doors for me, showed me the difference
in wheels and tires until i felt i was getting a basic
understanding of car parts. Judy, it seemed, had her salesman
tied up in knots with her questions, until Rosie had enough, and
told us it was time to go. The car guys with me gave me their
cards and assured me i could call day or night to talk about cars.
The saleman with Judy also handed her his card hoping she would lose
it, i am sure. Rosie got us all in the van, and one more time
tried to get the two of us to focus on the reason for the trip….
i did know my part, and thought i had been doing a good job.
Rosie cuffed me and put on the my seat belt so i could not get to
the clamps on my nipples or my clit. i have to say that
is one reason i got in and out of cars so much–hopefully to
dislodge the clit clamp. My nipples and my clit were now so
sensitive it would not take much for me to cum, but Rosie had
the seatbelt so tight and my hands were cuffed behind me, so
there was no way i could help myself. The trip was agony, and
all i could think about was my nipples and my clit…every little
bump in the road, every little dip brought me closer, but not
over the edge. Just as i thought i was going to lose my mind,
we stopped at another car place. The new plan was for Judy to
get out first, find a salesman, then head out to the lot where
we would join her. Waiting for Judy to come out with a salesman
seemed to take forever, but Rosie finally released me, and we
caught up to Judy. Now this sales guy took one look at me and
seemed to forget what he was doing. Judy wanted a test drive,
and he handed her the wrong keys, got right ones, got the door
open, then got in back with me. He could not remember the
important points about the car….and i guess i was not helping
him, as i rubbed my arms up and down my legs, bending over
each time. Judy seemed to like the car and Rosie seemed pleased
about that. Rosie has done a lot of preperation for this excersion,
and so she asked about price and about some sale cars they had
advertised. So the car guy showed her the ones she was talking
about, and it seemed that one was interesting to her. They agreed
on price, so i was thinking this ordeal was over, when we had
to go talk to the financial guys. Rosie had already arranged for
the money through the credit union, so this should not take long….
all i could think about was my clit and my nipples. We got
into the office and i could not sit…i could not sit if i wanted
to!! My clit was screaming for relief as were my nipples, so i
just stood there, trying not to cum, and pretended like i knew
what was going on. Judy was starting to get pissed about
something, so i tried to concentrate on what was going on, when
suddenly the car was ours, and they would even wash it and bring
it out.
Now i was thinking i had been very, very good, and i really needed
these clamps removed, when Rosie informed me i was to ride in the
back of the Suburban naked, cuffed, collared, shackled, gagged,
and blindfolded. i was not prepared for this!! We drove to
where she could strip me unseen. Rosie told me i did a good
job, as she was applying the leg irons and asked me if i would
like the nipple clamps off…oh yes i would, and the clit clamp
as well. She informed me i had been good, but not that good!
She got me stripped, bound, gagged, and blindfolded, and laid
me down in the back of the new car. i could hear her start to
close the door. i started to make as much noise as possible,
and i heard her open up the door, and felt her remove the
clamps from my nipples. Now these had been on most of the
afternoon, and i knew my nipples were really going to hurt when
she took them off, so i prepared myself to roll over on my breasts.
All of a sudden, my nipples were on fire as the clamps were gone!!
i heard Rosie remind me not to come! i hope no one could see me as
we drove back to the house…and oh i wish they had cuffed my
hands where i could reach my clit, and this maddness would be over!!
i had helped get them a new car, after all!
your obedient slave
niki
– The End –