He reaches into the cabinet again.This time, he’s holding a pair of scissors.I know what he’s going to do.This isn’t the first time he’s cut my clothes off.When he finds me wearing something he doesn’t approve of, he ruins it.He doesn’t even care that I borrowed this outfit.
I purse my lips, not bothering to argue with him as he cuts the skirt off me.I don’t dare move an inch since he starts cutting near my crotch.The cold blade continues up my stomach and between my breasts, destroying my blouse.He cuts through my lace bra and panties next.
When he yanks the material away from my body, leaving me totally naked, I jerk my gaze toward the driver.
“I don’t think you’re in a position to worry about someone seeing your naughty body, Madison.Do you?”
“No, Sir,” I mutter.I’m so embarrassed.My nipples are hard points.The driver keeps glancing in the rearview mirror.He has it angled right at my naked body.
Myles reaches up and tweaks one of my nipples.“I see you shaved your cunt.Did I give you permission to shave your pussy, Madison?”
“No, Sir.”
“Did you let any boys touch your naughty pussy?”
I shake my head.“No, Sir.”
“Do you like how it feels when boys ogle you, dirty girl?”
I swallow.“Yes, Sir.”
“Should I have Jefferies pull over and join us?He can watch me spank your naughty tits.How does that sound?”
My face heats.“No.Please, Sir.”That would be even more humiliating.
Myles grabs something else from the cabinet.A small cane.I hate it when he uses a cane.It’s so painful.He’s never used one on my tits, though.He’s only used it on my bottom.Is he going to punish my tits this time?
I arch my chest when he strokes the tip of the cane over my tight bud.
“Such a filthy girl.Look at you pushing those naughty tits out, begging for attention.”
I whimper.
Myles drags the end of the cane down toward my pussy.“Sit still, naughty girl.If you stay still, I’ll only punish your breasts.If you squirm, I’ll swat your pussy, too.”
I’m trying so hard to remain still.I can’t imagine what it would feel like for him to spank my pussy with that cane.
I inhale sharply when he drags the tip through my folds and over my clit.
Myles leans closer and brings the cane to my lips.“Suck, dirty girl.Suck your juices off my cane.”
I turn my head to the side.I don’t want to taste myself.
Myles grabs my chin and forces my head to face him.“I’m going to slide this cane in and out of your tight pussy as many times as I want, and you’re going to suck it clean every time.If you hesitate or balk at me again, I will swat your pussy with it in between.Do you understand?”
I nod.“Yes, Sir.”
“Open your mouth.Beg me to feed you your pussy juices.”
“Please feed me my pussy juices, Sir.”I’m trembling.
The moment he pushes the end of the cane into me, I moan so loudly that people can probably hear me in the car next to us.
My eyes bolt open.I’m panting and confused for a few seconds before I realize where I am.Oh my God.I’m in Myles’s house.I’m in his guest room.I just had a vivid sex dream about him.
I’m mortified, and I pray I didn’t make any noise.I stay very still, trying to control my breathing until it’s finally back to normal.
I’m on my side.My legs are bent and pressed together, but I know my panties are wet.Please don’t let Myles find out.
