The Limo


To set the tone for this story, I'll ask the reader to keep in mind, surprise was a key factor in what my sub enjoyed.  This story mixes the ravishment theme with surprise and a healthy dose of forced exhibitionism that made for an interesting evening.

I like to take the clothes my sub will be wearing for the "outing" and modify them a bit.  I'll remove buttons or sew the button hole shut.  I love button up the front or up the side style skirts.  I'll sew the button holes shut on all but the bare minimum for modesty.  The remaining buttons are removed and then re-attached with the most flimsy thread and sewing.  The sub is in constant "danger" of loosing her skirt.  Perhaps a zip up the front jacket with nothing under
it.  I sew rings inside the jacket pocket so the sub's wrists can be clipped to the rings inside
the pockets.  This way, she can't get her hands out of the pockets.  Thigh high stocking with
the lace around the top and some slutty spike heels and the outfit is complete.  I've dressed
my sub like this and taken her to very crowded night clubs.  Before we get there, I'll clip her
wrist to the rings in the pockets and then unzip the jacket to reveal an ample view of her
tits.  Just enough to make sure anyone that looks can tell she is naked under the jacket.  The skirt in this case was a button up the front, jeans skirt.  Very short so the tops of the thigh high stockings were almost visible and if she bent forward, the whole stocking tops could be seen easily as well as the bottom part of her ass cheeks.  I had her walk in front of me and I would hold back from her a bit.  She would then walk from one end of the crowded bar to the other. I was never more than a few steps away but at a quick glance, she appeared to be alone.  I love watching her being groped and fondled as she tried to squeeze by half drunk and horny guys.  She could do nothing but try to keep moving to get away from their hands.

I had four guys that I set this scene up with.  They were to be at the bar ahead of time, waiting for us.  I didn't tell Starr a thing other than we would be playing the club scene fantasy that evening.  She thought we would just be doing the usual flaunt and get fondled bit.  <grin>  The first twist I threw at her was to drive up to the front of the place and let the valet park the car. 

She had her hands tied to the rings in her pocket, unzipped jacked and only two buttons on the skirt were fastened.  When she sat down, nothing covered her shaved pussy.  Her eyes were bulging when I pulled up and waited for the attendant.  As I was getting out and handing the keys to one attendant, another was opening the door for Starr on the other side.  I was grinning and watching as she tried to figure out how to exit the car like a lady.  She didn't have a chance of keeping her modesty.  Remember, the buttons on the skirt were not very securely sewn on.  If she kept both legs together and swung them out of the car, she increased the strain on the buttons as the dress would bind against the fabric of the car seat.  She decided to just step with one leg at a time and of course, this action caused her to spread her legs wide, giving the attendant a nice view of her naked, shaved pussy.  The young man was red as a beet but smiling from ear to ear. 

She was very quiet as we went into the bar.  When we went in, we started for the back as usual, pretending to look for someone.  We got to the back and I had her turn and face me.  I reached down and unbuttoned a button on her skirt.  That left only one, very flimsy button, to keep her modest.  I whispered to her that it would make me rock hard to watch her slowly walk around tonight and when someone touched her to just stop, hold still, spread her legs a little and look at me and not the person that was touching her.  I would count to 30, nod my head and she would move on.  I asked her to do this each time she felt someone touch her.

As usual, the place was packed and to get from one side to the other, a person literally has to squeeze past other people, rubbing bodies.  I saw the four guys I had invited to take part in this game.  Two were together on one side and the other two were by themselves in different places.

As she got close to one of the guys by himself, he looked at me, smiled and I winked at him.  Just as she turned sideways to get past him, I saw her freeze and look back at me.  Her back was to the guy and I could see her expression change when he obviously stuck his finger up her wet hole.  Just like I asked her, she just stood there, letting this "stranger" finger her.  I counted 30 and then dipped my head and she moved on.  A few steps further and she froze again.  The second single guy got her as she was trying to pass him.  This time, she was facing him and she turned her head away from him to look at me but remained facing him and she parted her legs for him.  I was happy to see the guy was being discreet about things but he had one hand busy at her clit and the other playing with her right nipple.  I could tell he was doing a fine job on her clit because she was having difficulty keeping her knees from buckling.  I did not count to 30.  I could see she was having trouble so I think I only got to 12 and dipped my head.  She moved on.  She got to the end of one side of the bar without further incident and then had to negotiate back to me through the other side, nearest to the bar.

She got to where the two guys were together at the bar and one of them reached out and took hold of her skirt.  She stopped like she had air brakes.  He motioned with his head for her to stand next to him at the bar.  As she did, he pulled her close to the bar and the other guy moved close so she was like a sandwich.  She looked at me with concern and I smiled and gave her a thumbs up and started moving toward her.

About the same time I arrived, the other two guys that had previously fondled her joined us at the bar.  I introduced her to them and told her they were her surprise for the evening.  With the five of us standing around her as close as we were, there was not much chance of anyone seeing what we were about to do.  I reached out, grabbed the skirt, tugged and it was in my hand.  I folded it and tucked it under my jacket. She was now standing between two guys with me and the other two pressing her close to the bar. Four pair of hands were now competing to see who would be first up her holes.  She stood still, spread her legs and just locked on my eyes.  I just smiled back at her and winked.  She moved her lips and mouthed the words "I love you" as the other men grouped and pawed.  I didn't let this scene go too long because the smell of sex was very evident.  I took her skirt and placed it back around her.  There was only one flimsy button left to keep it on.  We all moved toward the door with her sort of in the middle of us.

As we got to the front door, the limo the guys rented pulled up to get us.  She was grinning ear to ear now because this was one of her fantasies.  Doing a gang bang in the back of a limo.

The young attendant that had gotten such an eyeful earlier was holding the door for her again. I had a quick thought and as she was going forward and stepping into the back of the limo, I grabbed at the hem of the back of her skirt and held fast.  As she stepped away and into the limo, the skirt stayed in my hand.  She flashed the attendant a nice ass shot as she entered and turned to sit down.  I snickered, handed the skirt to the attendant and told him to keep it as a trophy since she wouldn't need it any more tonight.  He turned red again, gulped and turned to walk away.

With everyone in the limo, off we went.  I hit the button for the sun roof and she knelt on the seat so she could stick her head out the top.  She was sticking out from her shoulders up.  I unzipped the jacket all the way now and this gave the guys access to her entire, almost naked body.  They dove in with gusto and I could hear her squealing with delight as we sped down the street in the limo.  I'm sure anyone that saw her thought she was just a drunk woman having a good time in the limo.  They had no idea she was being so rudely probed, fondled and squeezed by four guys at once.

She gave each one of the guys a sloppy blow job before we got back to the club to get our car.  When we stopped in the parking lot of the club, the guys started snickering.  The driver of the limo had always stayed behind the wheel and with the privacy screen up, Starr never saw the driver.  The door of the limo opened and the FEMALE driver stuck her head in and asked if everyone enjoyed the ride.  She was in on the whole fantasy.  The driver was dressed in a cap, black waist length jacket, white shirt, bow tie, black mid thigh mini, black opaque nylons and pumps.  Very professional looking and yet highly erotic.

Starr was getting pretty embarrassed sitting there with cum on her face, half naked having the female driver eyeing her. The guys paid her the fee for the limo rental.  I told the guys I would take care of the tip.  With an evil grin, I asked the driver if she liked Starr.  The driver just licked her lips, never taking her eyes off Starr.  I asked the driver if it made her wet knowing what had been going on in the back.  I didn't expect it, but the driver spread her legs, reached up her own skirt with her hand.  As she slid her hand up, it raised her skirt revealing she was also wearing thigh high stocking and no panties.  She brought her hand back out with her first two fingers soaking wet with her own juices.  I didn't hesitate, I took the drivers hand and guided the soaked fingers toward Starr's mouth.  Starr grinned at me and in the most nasty way she could, licked the drivers fingers, lapping the juices with her tongue.  I unclipped Starr's wrist cuffs and she just grabbed the female driver and pulled her inside.  With us watching, she had the driver kneel on the seat with her legs spread and Starr laid on her back and dove in to start eating the driver.  The driver put her hands on the roof of the interior to steady herself and just enjoyed the tongue lapping until she came like an explosion.

I asked the driver if that tip was OK and she just shook her head yes.  Still breathing heavy, she said "fuck'n-A"

I got another skirt from our car that I had stashed away and collected Starr. We went back home.  I didn't let her clean the combined male and female juices from her face until we got home.  She really looked the part of someone that had been ridden hard and put away wet. 

When we got home, she got cleaned up and we fucked like rabbits the rest of the evening.

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