Devil’s Dance
At noon she had gotten the text message from him."Be at the parking garage on 12th street at 10 tonight, top floor. Wear the black dress and a raincoat."That wasn't a lot of information, she reflected. He liked to give her some room to be creative, and he liked to give her a chance to make her own contributions to pleasing him. Still, she wondered about underwear, jewelry, toys…She rushed home as soon as she was able and took a long shower. She did her makeup and opted for her silkiest, sexiest black thong and bra. He loved those, and she wanted him to be pleased. She wore the little black dress he bought her and her raincoat, as ordered, and went out into the night. She got into the Challenger he'd bought her and rode to the garage.On the top floor, she parked, backing into a spot, and paused. This was the floor for the long-term parkers and it was quiet, even though there were lots of cars around. He didn't say whether to get out of the car or not, but it was warm in there in her coat, so she stepped outside. Her heels clacked in the still garage and and she went a few paces from the car, tightening the belt on her coat, afraid, although she didn't know why. She went a bit further, swallowing at the quiet and dimness. She stopped just under a light.  That was when she heard his voice, made thin and yet seeming to come from everywhere by some trick of acoustics."Hello, little one. Stop right where you are."She paused and looked around, a hesitant smile playing on her lips. She heard music, a hard and well-known tune, and her smile broadened. "Dance, pet," he ordered, and she began to sway to the music, obviously coming from a car stereo, and did what the song called for: she began to strip.She loosened the belt on the coat and pulled it out slowly, then she shucked it off her shoulders as she dipped and rose, swaying to the song. She knew it well, and she timed her movements to the words and music. She dropped her coat, and pulled her red hair up to her head and then shook it out, casting sultry looks over her shoulder as she spun slowly around, not sure where he was. She felt a drop of sweat run down her neck, and felt herself growing moist from what he'd planned for her.She heard him order her "walk toward the music," and she slowly danced her way to the car which was the source of the song. Naturally it was her own, and as soon as she got there the song stopped. She stopped, perplexed. He was not in the car, and she had to remember to ask him how he did that. She was right by the front of the car and she looked over to see something resting on the hood. It was a ball gag, and the voice intoned, "put it on." She did, and heard the sounds of leather soles approaching from across the garage. She froze, sensing the need to be still. Something about the cadence of his step told her not to turn around and look at him. He stopped behind her and slid his hands over her bare arms. She inhaled sharply and fastened the clasp on the gag. He had recovered her coat and tossed it across the hood of the car. "Bend over," he commanded quietly, and she did, trying to be a good girl. She placed her hands on the coat on the car, and he pushed her down further.Without ceremony, he pulled her dress up to her waist, and then her thong was moved aside. She only had time to think briefly how humiliating it would be to have someone see her this way, and then he had his fingers inside her. She was wet, and sure she was pouring her juices out into his palm. He rubbed the liquid around, and murmured in her ear "I just LOVED your dance." Suddenly, so suddenly she had to extend her arms and try to find something to grasp, he slid his cock into her ass, lubricated with nothing more than a little of the moisture she had leaked out. She saw stars and understood why she was wearing the gag, as it stifled the scream she might have uttered. He went gently at first, and she was grateful for that, as she had always told him he was so large it felt like she was splitting open. Soon he was thrusting hard inside her ass, and she felt the sweat running off her face as she bunched the fabric of her coat into her fists.He was taking his time about it, and the sensation had gone from pain to joy. She didn't think it was possible, but she felt herself about to cum. She kept quiet, but she was bucking against him, even though she knew she should be still. He must have felt it too, because he whispered "Now!" He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her harder onto him, and she came in a blaze of white light. She was shaking, and felt a gush or warm liquid in her ass, a stream that seemed to go on and on.She sagged down onto the car, feeling her legs turn to rubber. He caught her as she slid down and carried her to the passenger seat. She must have passed out, because the next thing she felt was herself, naked, being lowered into a tub of warm, bubbly water. She gasped a little, but he held onto her, and she was safe."You were excellent, little one," he purred as he stroked her hair. She only smiled and murmured softly, "Thank you, Sir, for everything."She dozed, floating in warmth and a feeling of being loved.

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