The remainder of the drive to Sonic was quiet. Lavender readjusted her skirt and blouse, pulling the skirt down to again cover her stocking tops then smoothing her blouse. A couple of buttons had come undone at the top during their travel and her teasing, but she didn’t rebutton them. She was now showing a fair amount of cleavage as she pulled the blouse open more at the top, passing her hands over her breasts again, pulling the material tight against her.

She looked at him as he drove them through the light traffic. “You might be a horny boy for my legs, but, I saw you looking at my tits too. I wouldn’t want to deny you the sight of them, seeing how it makes you ache. And it gets me wet knowing that they do and will other guys that see them! And honestly, tonight, like most nights, I can’t get enough of teasing, knowing that there are so many of them, just like you, wanting, aching for what is beyond their reach.

All Philip could do was groan as he tried to concentrate on the road, even as her words were verbally stroking his cock and making him burn inside all the more. When he turned into the parking lot she pointed him to the furthest end spot in the lot to park. A car could park on her side of the car, but his just had the speaker for ordering, and a treeline at the end of the lot. There currently was no one parked close to them. Philip asked Lavender what she wanted as they sat and she seemed to scan the parking lot. She absently told him to order a burger, tots and sweet tea. He would get the same thing substituting onion rings for the tots. He pressed the button to place their order and a friendly female voice came over the speaker asking what she could get them. As he was ordering, Lavender told him to add a plain hot dog as well, which he did.

Once he had completed the order and the speaker went dead, Lavender turned toward him in the passenger seat. Her fingers undid another button on her blouse and he could clearly see her sheer black bra, barely covering her ample breasts, creating a lot of cleavage that he couldn’t help but stare at now as she began speaking. “I think, philip we should really be clear on several things before we take this any further, or maybe to be more precise, YOU should be clear on things and I should know how much you can and can not agree to, ok?”

“Sure, Lavender,” he said, swallowing as he watched her fingers moving over her blouse, and then under it. As she spoke, more of her right breast came into view as she started to finger her nipple, he could see it through the sheer fabric getting harder. “First of all, though we said this before, I want you to say you figure out it again. You will not touch me, or yourself in any way unless I give you permission and or direction to do so. If I say you can touch me in some way, that is only permission for that particular time, not a blanket permission for you to touch me from then on. For instance, I can see your eyes lusting for my tits and my legs, you can not touch either, though I see how much you want to. And, if you aren’t careful, whoever brings our food out will be able to as well, your cock has already started throbbing and become exposed.” She laughed as the red filled his cheeks and the panic filled his eyes.

“This also applies to your dick. I know right now you are filled with an urge, even a NEED to pull it as you watch my fingers play with my nipple, but you won’t do that unless I tell you to, and you will stop the moment I tell you to as well. Do you figure out and agree?”

“Yes, Miss,” he croaked out, “I figure out and agree to that.”

“Good boy. Now, the next thing we should talk about is your body. She moved her hand that had been stroking and pinching her nipple to full hardness, over the middle console and down to his cock. She stroked and pulled it, totally exposing it as she did so. “I can touch you at any time in any way I wish. I will not ask for, nor will I need your consent to do whatever I wish to or with your body, do you agree? And don’t answer to quickly, boy, think about what I just said. I can do ANYTHING I want to you. I can stroke you like this, making you moan, even making you cum all over yourself right as the person brings our food…” she accompanied those words with fast, expert hand movement on his cock, causing both his arousal and need to cum to rise dramatically even as his panic and fear rose comnensurately. She laughed.

“I can also stop touching you, leaving you on the edge, frustrated, totally needing to and just as totally unable to cum.” As she said it, she took her hand off of his cock, covered it up again with his shirt and placed it again against his body, pants partially zipped over it. You give me permission to cause you pain as I wish, in any way I wish. You give me permission to use you in whatever way I desire for my pleasure. I may use your cock and body as if you were a human dildo for me. I can use your mouth, your hands, your ass all in any way I want to. I can punish you for breathing wrong, or reward you if you happen to do or say the right thing. That right thing might be the very wrong thing 2 minutes later and get you punished again. The only rule here is that I make all the rules and they can change at any time I please. I don’t have to be fair or consistent with them. This is ALL about my pleasure. So, can you agree to this?”

This was the first time that he hesitated with her. She was apprehensive that maybe she had gone to far. She wanted this, needed it now as she sat with him and she didn’t want him to get scared and change his mind. She again moved her hand to her breast, stroking her nipple again, sending tingles of pleasure to her pussy. She made sure he saw her legs, knowing their impact on him, wanting to will him or seduce him into agreeing.

“There are limits, though, right? I mean, I have no desire to be beaten or marked, or blood drawn, etc. I mean, the extreme stuff in this regard isn’t something I’d agree to.” He trailed off, he almost sounded disappointed that he couldn’t agree to those things for her, but she let out a sigh of relief.

“Oh, good boy. I’m glad you said that. I have no intention of hurting you in those methods. I’ll tell you I will enjoy causing you pain and discomfort. I will enjoy bringing tears to your eyes in numerous methods, most of which will be from your total submission to me, your desperation for me, and perhaps some humiliation by me. You will also feel pain in other methods. I am getting wet now thinking of spanking your ass, hearing you cry out as you feel each impact, the sting of it. I also look forward to fucking you, yes, you now what I mean. I have been thinking of you on your hands and knees with me behind you, driving into you, making you cry out as I shove my cock deep up inside you. I will not do anything to you that you haven’t already agreed to, but I want to have all of that out of the way so that when we are alone, we don’t have to talk about things like this. When you are gagging on my strap-on as I shove it down your throat, I’ll know it is because you have given yourself to me, that you have already understood that you are submissive to me and that you know I am the one that owns your body for whatever time we are together. Is that clearer, do you figure out better what I’m asking of you?”

This time it was her turn to feel her pulse quicken, heart race, body electrify, she so wanted to hear him say yes, to feel that power over him as he gave up his will to her. She needed it now, maybe as much as he needed her. It only took a few seconds for him to reply, but they were seconds that seemed like minutes to her.

“Yes, Lavender, I uh…I think I can agree to all of that, but, there are things that you said that I’ve never done, so, I can not promise that at some point I might have to say it’s too much…” His voice trailed off, she could hear the fear, the hesitation and reluctance in his voice. All of them were like a vibrator on her clit. She didn’t want it to be easy for him, she didn’t want him to just hand her his submission, she wanted to take it from him, bit by bit. She couldn’t wait to begin pushing him, teasing him, tormenting and using him for her deepest pleasures. She could already see him, ass red and stinging from her paddling, making him stick it up in the air before her, waiting for her to truly make him hers.

“That’s an honest, and clever answer, Philip. I respect and appreciate your honesty. If anything is truly beyond your ability to do or take, you will tell me. Just know that it will be disappointing to me as I don’t intend on pushing the limits of what you said above, but I do intend on pushing YOUR limits, and the more you give to me the hotter it will be for me, and I think, by what you’ve said already, for you too.” Her fingers were now back on her nipple. She turned, no longer facing him, but watching the door to see when the food was coming.

She glanced at him to make sure his eyes were again glued to her as she started working both nipples. “I want you to know my pussy is soaked, Philip. I mean really wet from thinking about getting you alone. Right now I’m seeing how you will react to my teasing you. I can hear your moans so well in my mind. Feel your eyes, see your cock so rigid, standing straight up with you unable to touch it, but begging me to do so.” She moaned now as she felt the electric pulsing in her pussy of what her fingers and her thoughts were doing to her.

As she felt the heat and the familiar need building she moved her left hand over and grabbed Philip’s forearm. Moving it over the console and to her thigh. Touch my stocking, my leg, my thigh.” she gasped, feeling his hand, hearing that intake of breath that told her all she’d ever need to know about his need for her. “That’s it, higher, feel how smooth my inner thigh is again. And now how wet you have my pussy. ummmm…good boy, rub it, wet your fingers with it. now, push them uhnnn..innn..all the way…soak them…that’s it.” She wasn’t looking at him, but she could feel his eyes, instead she was watching the door as a woman came out and headed toward them with the food.

The scent of sex now filled the car. Lavender was enjoying both his discomfort and the way his fingers had felt. She pulled the skirt down and looked at him. “She’s on the way with the food. No, you may not lick your fingers. She could see the look of disappointment on his face, and relished it. “Think she’ll know that you were fingering me right before she got here? Hmmm? I think she will. I think she will be able to see your need and inhale my scent on you. Be sure to tip her well.” Lavender seemed to him to be lost now in some thought she was having, but wasn’t voicing. He was about to ask but instead fingered the window down with one hand and got his wallet with the other. He was now panicking trying to move quickly as his cock had again become exposed as he leaned to get his wallet.

Lavender glanced at him and laughed. “Go ahead, you can cover up. That’s for my eyes only right now.” She sat smugly in her seat, blouse still open, bra still showing some as the girl placed the tray beside the car. Philip handed her a couple of twenties and told her to keep the change. She looked at him and thanked him. She smiled at Lavender as well, to him it seemed almost a knowing, approving smile, though it could have just been totally normal.

He handed Lavender her food, setting her tea in the holder between them. She put the hot dog on the dashboard in front of her, the burger on her lap. The tots she also set in the console.

So, philip she said as she took a bite of her burger and then a slow sip of her tea, “Tell me what the hottest outfit you can imagine me in would be?”

“What you are wearing now is really hot, Lavender,” he said, taking a bite of his burger, relishing the taste of both it and the tea he washed it down with. He hadn’t known how hungry he was or how much he had needed that drink until then.

“Oh, I know that I’m hot. I could have you crawling and begging in anything I wore. But, I want to know you more, so answer my question.” Was it annoyance he heard or just his worried imagination? “Imagine me, your Domme, your Mistress, walking into a room with you on your knees. Your head is bowed as I’ve told you to do so until I return. When I tell you to lift your eyes and look at me, what am I wearing?”

“Uhm…” He moaned, chewing his food and his thoughts carefully. Swallowing, he started. “Stiletto heels, maybe 5 inches? with an ankle strap. Stockings, seamed, or even hose, could be either in my mind’s eye, but the seams a definite. If hose, then sheer, no front panel, no panties. If stockings, then a sheer black panty or thong. Again, I can see either in my head at once. The corset would fasten in front with either a series of hooks or a zipper. It would lift your tits and maybe have cups built into it, or made so you could wear a bra with if you chose. That would be sheer black as well.”

he trailed off, picturing her in his mind dressed like that had his cock twitching again. He took another long swallow of tea, trying to keep his composure. “Interesting choices. Heels instead of boots? Many subs discover me in boots to present a much more classic Domme look. But, I think that I like your choice of heels over them. They are easier to get on and off, and generally are more comfortable. I think I see the appeal of both the stockings and the hose. I like the wondered of showing you my pretty, smooth pussy as I spread my legs, covered in the sheer black nylon; it let’s you see enough to become totally aroused, but denies you a full view. Also allows you to see how wet the nylon is, maybe if you are lucky to taste it as you lick, but, again, denies you the full taste of me, the feel of my swollen lips against your mouth, the ability to push your tongue into me though you want and need to so much!”

“I also can see the appeal of the stockings. I could pull the panties apart to let you see my lips glistening, my fingers moving, only to cover it right back up again, hidden to your hungry, staring eyes. I could rub the panties, soaking them, letting you lick only the outside. I could also remove them, shove them in your mouth to keep you quiet while I fingered and fucked my horny, needy pussy. Or, I could make you watch as I had another sub of mine fuck me and make me cum. I’ve never used two subs at once, but perhaps I will with you. The wondered of your hands tied behind your back as your cock strains against a cage as I get fucked and cum on another cock does have its appeal to me.”

Philip could no longer really chew or eat his food, he was groaning, his cock pulsing as she spoke. She was enjoying the sounds of his desperation, feeling them in her still soaked pussy. She was going to need to get him home soon. There was so much she wanted to do to him that she just wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer. she looked at him, smirking. “What, are you seeing that my toy? Are you seeing my pussy being filled by another man’s cock while you are helpless, on your knees, cock caged as I taunt you, tell you how good it feels, moan with each of his thrusts, laugh at your need as I get off? Would it help knowing that I”m getting off on your aching as well, wet from knowing how much you want me and can’t have me? Does it seem cruel to you that I will cum from your frustrations, pain and desperation? Is it mean that your submitting yourself to me, that your giving all that control and power to me makes my pussy gush? And is it meaner still that your answer doesn’t matter, because I am wicked that way, I will enjoy all of it, I was born to be a cocktease and you were born to be teased. We have finally found each other. And I plan to take full advantage of that, and you!”

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She finished up her food, dropping wrappers in the bag. Philip did the same. Lavender was once more looking out and around, her attention seeming to be on the sparsely filled parking area. For his part, Philip was trying to regain some composure, or at least to be able to think straight. Her legs were making that difficult for him. He had known from a young age that he was fascinated and aroused by women’s legs, but, he hadn’t really admiited that it had become somewhat of a fetish to him as he went through high college and school. Nice legs in hosiery and heels were now something that could literally drive his mind and body into a frenzied state of need and lust. Lavender seemed well aware of this as she sat, occasionally looking over at him with a knowing smirk as she crossed her legs or tugged the hem of her skirt up.

Philip finished cleaning up but for their drinks and the hot dog that sat uneaten on the dash. “Uh, do you want that or should I just trash it?” Philip looked at her as he asked. He vowed to himself to try to not look at her body but to keep eye contact. When she looked at him to answer, the wicked grin on her lips and the look in her eyes made him bow his head in embarrassment. It was like she could read his mind and feelings.

“Don’t try, Philip, I know most of your weaknesses now, and I will know the rest before too much longer. Don’t worry, I WANT you to look, to stare, to want. I love feeling your eyes consumed with me. Love knowing that I’m filling your thoughts, driving you deeper and deeper into a state of submission. Soon, there won’t be any thoughts but those of how to please me and how to persuade me to give you some release or relief.” As she said it, she again exposed her stocking tops and upper thighs. “As to that, I had had some hope…” She trailed off.

“Hmmm…Maybe still. She was looking out of the passenger window. An SUV was pulling into the Sonic. He could see her watching as it pulled in. “Give me the bag of trash, I’ll go throw it away.”

“Uh, they come and get it, you don’t…”

“Give me the bag! Don’t make me say it again!” The tone was stern, the sudden look of power in her eyes as she turned toward him made him flinch back, but he handed her the bag. She took it and opened the door as an SUV was pulling into the lot. When she got out, her skirt was again riding up, barely covering her ass cheeks.

Philip watched her as she walked. Her back straight, he could imagine her tits straining the front of her now pretty open top. He saw she was looking at the driver of the vehicle. He couldn’t see, but if it was a man, or even a woman, he was sure that they were staring at Lavender too. The SUV slowed to nearly stopping as Lavender seemed to have dropped the bag of trash before reaching the can to toss it into. She made a show of bending over to get the bag. From his angle, Philip could see that her skirt had risen up enough to show her cheeks, and quite possibly her bare pussy as well. She retrieved the bag and dropped it into the trash recepticle. She turned on her heels, and again with that straight back, walked back to the car. The truck followed her and immediately pulled in and parked beside their car.

As she got in, she looked at Philip. “If it didn’t have my pussy so soaked right now, I’d almost feel sorry for you, toy, but, since I love making you ache, and since you were obviously born to be teased and used by a woman like me, I don’t. Watch, and throb for me.” She closed the door to the car and began undoing a couple of more buttons on her blouse. Philip couldn’t help but stare at her tits as they came into full view, covered by only a sheer black bra. As he looked over, he could just imagine the driver of the SUV looking down into the passenger window as well.

She looked up at him from the passenger side. She took her drink from the console and brought the straw to her lips. Philip had seen girls try to be seductive with a drink and straw before. Some were pretty good at it; Lavender created a whole new level of erotic torture. Philip was already feeling jealous knowing that she wasn’t peforming this little show just for him, but for the other driver as well. Lavender again could sense his mood, maybe from the way he shifted or his breathing changed, or just the look in his eyes, she turned to him, straw penetrating her lips, sliding deep into her mouth before she slowly pulled it out, letting her tongue linger on the tip.