She could just imagine the truck drivers getting their eyes full of her pussy as she concentrated on driving, no doubt her master's plan. The breeze t...rough the open car window billowed the fabric of her blouse and the constant rubbing of the material had her bare nipples hard as rocks. He had been her online master for awhile, making her do things she would never have done without his ownership of her, the times of masturbating at the mall and the times she had taken the belt to her own ass.. “I can give you what you want Victor. You can fuck every woman in the office and more and I can make it happen.” She said getting down to business as she unzipped his fly and hoisted out his half hard cock.“How is that?” Out of force of habit, he was mesmerized by her. She pulled his pants and underwear down and off then spread her hands on either side of his cock making a diamond around his cock and balls. “Most women in the building think I beat you with whips from my pussy for some. On a normal evening I would have admired the beauty of it all, the musty air, like lust calling from a dark and mysterious place, but this was not a normal evening. This evening I was stranded on a stretch of hi-way, twenty miles from the nearest town, and dressed in a slutty school girl outfit. Keep in mind I was not in the sort of place that tolerates a man dressed in high heels, pink thigh-highs, a ruffled mini-skirt, a stuffed bra, pigtails, and make-up. I stand only five feet, five. Jagjit walked to me and pulled me in his embrace. He was dressed only in a short and his hairy though slightly flabby body was pressed against mine. He kneaded my buttocks and started to kiss me deeper. I responded professionally and slipped my hand inside his short to caress his manhood that was throbbing now. He pushed his hand inside my skirt and he slowly caressed my buttocks through my panties. When we broke away uncle ordered me to strip. I smiled and unbuttoned my blouse and slipped out.