She was shivering with cold as she stood waiting for him outside the train station - dressed in nothing more than boots, stockings and suspenders and a long coat, there was little to protect her from the wind the whipped her coat against her, but the feeling of cold, of the nudity beneath her coat, of her hard nipples rubbing on the rough woolen fabric of her coat intensified the feeling of excitement she had been feeling as she waited for him. In not too long a while, there was a low grumble of an engine as a large car turned the corner and pulled up beside her. The windows were blacked out, but she knew who was inside as the rear door opened and a low voice said 'Get in the car'. She slid into the back seat beside him, cold leather against the back of her thighs as her coat rode up, and he leaned over her to pull the door shut. As the driver pulled away they locked eyes in the dim light and he leaned into her, sliding a hand up the back of her neck and grasping hold of her hair. She felt his hot breath on her face; smelled his own unique smell, and she shuddered with pleasure as he ran his tongue up the side of her neck, biting her gently. He pulled her face towards his and kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth with dominating passion, still grasping her hair a little too hard for comfort. 'Good evening, Sir,' she managed to whisper, to which he put his hand over her mouth to quiet her and breathed 'Sshh'. Having her fairly pinned down with his weight upon her, she felt his hand rub down the front of her coat and up underneath the hem, sliding up over her stockings and in between her thighs… ‘Open’, he says, with no emotion. She parts her legs, slowly as his hand moves further up her thigh, she feels to fingers push inside her, her feels how wet she has been, she wants to arch her head back but the tight grip on her hair stops this from happening. She lets out a light moan. He pulls his fingers clear and releases the grip on her hair, ‘take off the jacket’, she slowly undoes the buckle as he sits back in the chair watching her, she keeps her head bowed as instructed, she fumbles a button or 2, ‘I’m waiting’ he barks at her. She pulls the coat off her shoulders and drops it to the floor. ‘Spread your legs and get the heels of the boots on the chair’, he commands. She follows suit, feeling herself wide open with him watching in from the other side of the car, she notices a dark shadow moving forward 2 fingers pushed inside of her, quickly thrusting backwards and forwards, before coming to an abrupt stop. He sits back in the chair, ‘head up’, he then curles his finger beckoning her over to him, she leans forward, he grabs her hair and pulls her over his lap.She knows what is about to happen, within seconds she feels a heavy hand land on her left ass cheek, then another quickly on the right, she gasps with each one, ‘quiet’ he barks as another 2 land on each cheek. ‘Every time you gasp I’ll add another spank, understand?’ ‘Yes, yes sir’ she whimpers back. He lands another 4 to each cheek in quick succession. He runs his nails up the back of her thighs and over her ass, before Landin another strike to each cheek. ‘Ready to obey?’ ‘Yes sir’ she replies softly, ‘I want you on that other chair and play with uuotself for 2 minutes, you will then get up with out being asked, kneel before me on the floor, unzip my cock and give that, my balls and my ass a good seeing to, do you understand? If its not up to scratch I will be forced to use other implements to spank you with’, with that he pulls as cane off the parcel shelf of the car. Her eyes, explode in shock. ‘Well’, he says. 'Certainly, Sir,' she replies quietly as she leans back and puts her heels up on the seat, facing him and spreading her legs, her pale skin glowing starkly against the black of her stockings and suspenders. She touches her breasts lightly and squeezes her nipples before tracing her hands slowly down her body towards her exposed cunt, sliding a finger inside the soft wetness and groaning quietly with pleasure as she begins to fuck herself, idly at first but quickly picking up speed and intensity under his stern gaze. After a couple of minutes she slows and then withdraws her fingers and puts them in her mouth, licking and sucking them as he watches on. She moves forward and squeezes herself into the cramped gap between his knees, and as she fumbles with his belt buckle and flies, she can feel the heat and hardness of his cock straining against the fabric of his trousers. She struggles a little but finally manages to expose his cock and balls, and she smiles up at him before she takes the head of his cock into her mouth and starts sucking him slowly and gently, flicking with her tongue before going deeper, taking it all in and sucking him deeply until she starts to gag slightly, all the time keeping deep eye contact until he closes his eyes and leans his head back against the headrest. She continues sucking, stopping only to go lower so that she can lick his balls, working her way from underneath, then all the way up his shaft until she can close her mouth around his cock again and suck him deeply back into her throat. After a few minutes, she withdraws and asks meekly, 'Please Sir, may I remove your trousers?' He looks down at her and nods his assent, lifting his hips and allowing her to pull down his trousers and remove them along with his shoes and socks. She continues to pleasure him for a while, licking his balls, sucking his cock, and rubbing her breasts up and down his thighs as she does so, hands reaching up to stroke his chest and squeeze his nipples. Then with deft movement, she slides her hands beneath his knees and pushes them up towards his chest, pulling his ass towards her, and she begins to lick lower, down his balls until she reaches his ass. He moans with pleasure as her tongue connects, licking and probing with passionate enthusiasm, pushing himself onto her face as she buries it deeply between his cheeks… He leans back and moans pushing his ass further into her face. A hand reaches over and grabs the back of her head pulling her tight to him, as she probes her tongue, her eyes look up, looking for his approval. He gives her blank look back, she probes with her tongue, desperate for his approval. The car jolts to a halt, he pulls her head away, “put your jacket on”, he pulls his own trousers on and arranges his jacket. She sits forward on the seat, “good slut, now head forward”. She leans her head forward and he puts a blind fold over her eyes, and then she feels something cold around her neck, realsing its leather, she assumes its a collar, and with tug, she knows she is on a leash. She hears the door open, and he helps her from the car. She can feel his hand on the back of her neck guiding her, there is noise everywhere, she has no idea where they are, or where they are going. “Good evening Sir & Slut”, an unfamiliar voice says. They walk up some stairs, she stumbles a few times, but he keeps her on her feet, the noise increases, she thinks to herself are we in a nightclub. He pulls the leash tight and brings her to a halt, a breath by her ear “take of your jacket”. She un-buttons it and slowly drops it off her shoulders, he leans in again “sit” he barks. She lowers herself slowly hoping there is a chair there, as her ass hits the seat her hands are grabbed and tied to the backs of the chair. She can hear shuffling around, he grabs her head and then feels something on her lips, she opens her mouth noticing the taste of his cock, he slides his cock all the way in to her mouth and into her throat, she gags he pulls out, then repeats it. She gasps between each thrust, he pushes in again, this time he pulls off the blindfold, a sudden rush of light distracts her from gagging. Looking around the room, she notices other naked people around them in other sexual posses, some are watching them others engrossed in their own fun and games. There is a guy next to them being sucked off by 2 girls the other side is a guy sat on the chair with his cock deep in his partners cunt. She felt the moisture build again between her legs, she’s not noticing how he is fucking her mouth, this is a sensory overload for her. A hand reaches round from behind her, nails running across her skin, playing with her nipples, twisting and pulling them. Who is this behind her, it must female as the nails are painted bright red. He pulls away from her, she spins her head around to see a women head behind her, she is bent over being fucked from behind, holding the back of the chair.