.. you whip me across my waist with a cat of 9 tails. 1/2 of the whip crossed my waist and the other 1//2 crossed my little limp clit. I jump and flin...h then I start to struggle a little. You tell me that the more I try to escape the longer I’ll be tied up. So don’t try b/c you’ll never get loose anyhow. You whip me again and again in the same place but this time you lick my slightly hard little clit. When you reach the tip you wrap your lips around it and lightly suck on it for a moment. You. ” She told herself as she touched up her lip gloss in the rearview mirror before pulling out of her driveway, doing her best to ignore her misgivings. “You look nice.” Olivia blushed, her breath catching slightly as she slid into her seat, her plan already falling apart. It was one thing to write about exposing herself to her best friend in a public place, quite another to actually do it. It was almost a relief to realize that this was going to be just another in a long series of weekly. Even under the loose t-shirt and the sweat pants, Doris could tell the intruder had a knock-out figure. There was that accent, too. Doris felt a tingle run through her brain, like a million tiny spiders crawling over the top and through it all at the same time. ‘I am not kidding.,’ the girl said, her face turning into a pout. ‘Last night you opened my vessel.’ ‘I did what to your what?’ Doris said, the bite of egg sliding off her fork before it got to her mouth. She saw her hand shaking and she. Perhaps it was shock. Who expected to see a semi rolling down the interstate with a fully naked girl tied to the front grill, spread eagled and totally helpless while barreling along at seventy miles an hour? Nobody, and yet thousands must have. So by the time the truck rolled into the truck stop after dark, Samantha was a dazed, quivering wreck. The terror at having so many tons of heavy steel ready to crush her if the truck failed to stop in time had driven her to tears, especially with the.