52.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
Biting down hard on my lower lip to keep from screaming because the vibrator was going to town on my cunt and I know really well that there’s no way in hell that I’ll be able to hold it in.
My pussy throbbed and my heart pounded as I tried to comprehend what was going on. The fact that I’m supposed to keep this thing in my cunt till we get home was thrilling but I knew really well that I couldn’t do it.
“Back to the front seat.” Enzo ordered, my throat did not only feel dry but it was as though someone was choking me, depriving me of air.
I swallowed again, trying so hard to throttle the dizzying current, doing everything in my power to fight my overwhelming need to cum.
Nodding like an obedient little girl, I was able to make it out of the back seat but one step I took towards the front seat and I froze.
I could feel the vibrator moving inside me, drawing my orgasm out of me, my legs were weak and I shivered with each step I took.
There was a tingling in the pit of my stomach and my head was a total mess, it was hazy and all I could think about was cumming all over the floor in the parking lot.
I looked behind me to see the cashier looking out and my heart pounded, I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that she knew what was going on.
My pussy ached, I wanted to be filled with something more than an electronic object stimulating my cunt and making it hard for me to breathe.
My gaze met Enzo and my heart jolted as my pulse pounded, he was staring at me intently with a glint in his eyes. The kind of glint that told me he knew just what he was doing.
He was having fun seeing me have a hard time holding in my orgasm. My clit ached and not only this vibrator but Enzo was also stoking a growing fire.
My body shook with the liquid fire he was adding fuel to and jolts of pleasure coursed through my being as I fought in sheer willpower.
I forced myself to make it to the front seat but just before I could get in, Enzo leaned into me. His closeness was taunting and torturous.
“We haven’t left this parking lot yet and you’re already sweating this much.” He teased and my stomach clenched tight as I stared at his lips.
They looked moisturized and they called out to me, I wanted to kiss him, to fuck his mouth with my tongue and own it like he does with my mouth but I couldn’t even do that.
His presence was overwhelming and dominating, his sexual energy so strong that I felt like mine was nothing compared to the insane aura he was emitting.
There was a maddening hint of arrogance about him and he was as eager and erratic as a summer storm. My body ached for his touch, my pussy ached for his cock but that’s all they could do.
Ache.
He radiated an insane vitality that drew me in like a magnet and I could feel the colour draining from my face, I could feel my grip on myself loosening as the vibrator buzzed intently inside me.
A giddy sense of pleasure took over me as my mouth hung open, my throat closing up and my heart hammering foolishly as a brief shiver rippled through me.
“You look like you’re about to dare me.” His voice jolted me out of my reverie, putting a halt to the closeness I was feeling just a second ago.
I felt blood coursing through my vein like an awakened river and the harsh uneven rhythm of my breathing tore at me like talons.
“But that’s something we both know you don’t want to do, baby.” He grinned devilishly as he leaned into me, causing my heartbeat to skyrocket.
I watched with blurry vision as he looked at his wrist watch before heaving out a small sigh and then looking up at me with lazy eyes that made me want to wet my panties.
“We have that restaurant reservation to get to.”
He announced and my eyes widened as the harsh vibration between my legs made my knees buckle, I felt like it was only a matter of time before I lost my mind.
He’s not serious, is he? There’s no way he wants me to go to a restaurant looking like this!
I couldn’t think, it was as though he had put a spell on me but I knew it was the vibrator that he had inserted in me.
It was driving me insane, the thought of it, everything. My teeth clattered and I was visibly shaking. My eyes rolling so far back that I could feel them at the back of my head.
“I- I- En- I- Can’t.” I managed to say even though the clattering of my teeth and the toy in my cunt threatened to make it difficult for me to get my word across.
“What was that?” Enzo asked, pretending not to hear me. His grin grew wider and I didn’t need a priest to tell me that he was enjoying himself right now.
Seeing me this close to orgasm but fighting it back and trying not to cum was thrilling for him. He leaned into me, his green eyes cold and his eyes stuck out to lick his lower lip.
Fuck, I want that tongue in me. I want to feel the wetness of his tongue on my cunt, lapping at my juice like a starved dog, the same way he does whenever he is eating me out.
He sighed again and I knew that he was doing it intentionally because I whimpered with pleasure when I felt his hot breath fan my face.
The way his green eyes peered into mine, staring at me like I’m his most prized toy made my pussy clench, almost pushing me way over the edge.
My pussy walls clenched, clamping even tighter around the vibrator that had disappeared into me. My throat ached with defeat and I gasped, realizing a shiver of panic.
I can’t hold back anymore. I can feel my juice rushing to the opening of my pussy, getting ready to get itself out.
“You wanted to be punished, didn’t you?” He questioned and my eyes rolled again, my face was covered with sweats and my fist clenched as the desperation to cum filled me.
“This is just a tip of the iceberg for the punishments that are to come.” He finished with an evil smile as he bit his lip seductively, drawing me in.
My breathing became heavy, my body grew weaker as the seconds ticked by. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked into his eyes, begging him to let me cum but he shook his head as he slammed the door.
It didn’t take long for him to join me in the car and again, he leaned into me in the guise of helping me with my seatbelt.
His fingers grazed my nipple lightly and I shivered, his touch was driving me past my limit. Everything he did was edging me and he was enjoying every minute of it.
He started the car and the vibration wasn’t making things better, “do you want to experience something fun?” He asked as he turned to face me.
He still hadn’t driven out of the parking lot, he knew my body couldn’t possibly handle all of this anymore and yet, he’s smiling.
All of this was exciting, my pussy clenching around a vibrator, my being so close to the edge but can’t cum because the devil beside me had forbidden it for me.
Him being so close to me and yet doing nothing, just teasing me, everything was exciting for him and even when I’d shakily grabbed the grab handle and heaved out a pant, he only smiled.
“I know you want me to fuck you,” he started after a while of silence with stating the obvious, “you want to feel my cock up in that pussy, tearing it up while you scream my name, don’t you?” He added and I grunted.
He must be doing this on purpose, he’s definitely doing this on purpose. I’m at the edge already, about to let out the boatload of squirt that he had forbidden me to and he’s talking like this to me?
I’m not going to be able to make it. I’m going to cum before we even get to the restaurant.
My stomach and heart was clenched tight, every breath I tried to release got caught in my throat and I could feel the sweat covering my face.
My hand fisted even harder into the grab handle as I held my breath, trying so hard to keep myself from reaching orgasm but how could I do that?
“Come on, my little slut, tell me what you want me to do to you.” He leaned into me, his voice ringing over and over in my head, threatening to push me right over the edge.
“Tell me you want my cock right here, right now and I might just give it to you. I’m not that heartless, you know? I know how much you’re yearning to cum.”
The only sound in my head was the sound of his voice and the only thought filling my head was, he was right, his cock.
I want him to fuck me right here and now, I want everyone to see just how I cum for my daddy, I want his palm wrapped around my neck too.
There are tons of things I want, I want his palm print on not only my ass but my face too. I want to feel the desperation to breathe and I’m a step closer to that because I literally can’t breathe right now but I want to feel more.
I want my daddy to hurt me in ways that I could only ever imagine.
This is torture, holding my orgasm in a parking lot and knowing I have to have this vibrator in me while we have dinner at a restaurant and him still not driving to the restaurant.
IT’S TORTURE. PURE TORTURE.
“What’s wrong?” His voice snapped me back to reality, “can’t talk?” He knows what that gruff, low voice does to me but he doesn’t care, does he?
Feeling his finger between my thighs, squeezing it and just before I could bat an eyelash, he was stroking my clit, the worst possible thing to do for someone holding in her orgasm.
“S-St-Stop. I- I’m- g- going- to-”
“Oh, I’m not worried you’re gonna cum because I know you dare not. Not when I told you to hold it in until we get home.” He cut in before I could finish talking, stroking my clit and flashing me a devilish grin.
“You’re going to be a daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?” He egged on, knowing fully well that I wouldn’t make it past this parking lot.
I tried to speak but couldn’t form a coherent sentence, he was being provoking and my nipples were as hard as a marble already as he lowered his eyes to look at them.
“Ahh. You’re so pretty and slutty, no bra and well, your panties are soaked and no one knows right?” He went on as he toyed with my nipple.
“No one but you and I and you know why?” He grinned, making me swallow hard as I tried even harder to not only breathe but keep my pussy in check.
“Because you belong to me, no one else but me, you’re MY slut.”