“Its nice to finally meet you, are you ready for the party?” He was more soft spoken in person than she had imagined but had in intensity about him that passed through her like electricity.
“I...I think so, I don’t really know what to expect.” She was in fact a little nervous, partly due to having never attended an event like this, but mostly because she wanted to impress him.
He smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes as she looked up at him.
“You will have a wonderful time” He said it with such certainty she didn’t know if it was a reassurance or an order; a little bit of both, she hoped and settled back in her seat for the rest of the drive.
All of a sudden she felt a strange sensation in the panties she was wearing, a jolt of pleasure shot through her and she gasped a little. He took no notice, so she straightened her body and regained her composure. There it was again---this time stronger---and she could feel the juice inside her pussy starting to flow, covering the plug with its slickness and wetting the crotch of her panties. She grimaced a little, not in discomfort, but the slight embarrassment of not knowing what her body was reacting to. She shifted in her seat a little and the odd feeling subsided. She realized he was looking at her, and hoped he wouldn’t notice her squirming movements.
“Helena,” he spoke quietly, as though he were about to share a secret with her.
“Tonight you will belong to me.” she shuddered in anticipation at his words, images running through her mind of him tying her down and using his hand to spank her, tormenting her into ecstasy with all the items she had seen in the ‘kinky’ section of the sex shops.
The feeling in her panties came again, stronger and with such intensity she knew it had to be...she scanned his body and realized he was holding a small device in his hands.
“Sir...what is that? If I may ask?” She didn’t want to offend him or ask too many questions.
“This?” He held it up, and touched his finger to it. An intense wave of pleasure surged through her pussy, and the plug filling her seemed to expand. Her desire was excruciating, and the knowledge that he had been controlling every sensation she was feeling was all the more enticing.
“This is what I will use to keep you on your toes. Although your shoes seem to be doing a fair job of that.”
A remote! He was controlling the plugs in her panties with a wireless remote, causing them to vibrate and pulse at his whim. The sensation increased and he tilted her chin up to look at him. The front plug buzzed inside her, increasing in tempo as he locked eyes with her. She sat motionless, helpless to stop the orgasm she could feel building. Her body was on fire, she had waited almost a week for this relief, denying her body the daily masturbation that was typical of her. She closed her eyes, the blistering heat inside her too much to handle.
“Look at me” He demanded, his voice sharp and commanding for the first time. She did as he ordered, startled at his sudden change of demeanor. He held her face, gently but firmly so she couldn’t have looked away if she wanted to.
The plug swelled further, spreading her lips and making her clit feel raw and exposed. The rubber of the panties was awash with her juices, and the pulsing gave way to prolonged vibration, making her cry out a little. The slick rubber seemed to bounce off her clit like a drumskin, peppering her body with tiny, delicious licks.
He looked into her, through her eyes and deep inside her to a place she had never been sure existed. The ache in her became unbearable and she could feel her body giving in to the pleasure rippling through her as he gazed at her, expressionless and unreadable.
Her body tensed and heaved, she’d never had an orgasm without direct contact, and the feeling of helplessness was adding to her bliss. She felt the uncontollable tingling in her clit begin, and the first wave of contractions began to seize her.
It stopped. Nothing. No pleasure, no pain, just stillness.
“Please Sir...” the words sounded foreign to her, begging a man, virtually a stranger, for an orgasm.
He looked at her, still holding her face to look into his eyes, but softer than before, she could look away if she wanted to, but didn’t.
“Yes Helena? What can I do for you?”
He was so detached, unconcerned with her distress or pleasure; nothing like the men she had known who could think of nothing but getting their dicks wet. He could have fucked her from the moment she stepped in the car, but his intent wasn’t to possess her body in such a simple way.
She squirmed and rocked a little, trying desperately to make enough contact with her clit and the wet panties to bring herself over the edge.
“Sir, please, I need...” her voice trembled and wavered off as the unbearable heat in her pussy distracted her from her own words.