’ ‘When we cross into Tennessee it will be the first time in my life I’ve been out of South Carolina.’ ‘Tennessee looks a lot like South Car...olina. They even speak southern. You’ll be fine.’ I joked. She smiled and was quiet for a few more miles. ‘Nick, when we stop for lunch, could I have a pain pill?’ I aimed the RV over to the side of the road and stopped. I got her pain pills and a diet Coke. I said, ‘Keep them handy. You don’t need to check with me, take them as needed.’ She took two and. Laying me out; stroking me in just the right places. Even when you lifted my wrists so gently above my head and secured them so firmly I was still engrossed in the affection in your touch. I got excited as your touches began to grow more vigorous. I have always been turned on my being called a bitch, feeling like I am being used to provide pleasure to someone else, feeling helpless and....used. I was straining at my bonds to reach you, aching to taste you, to feel you use my mouth and cum on my. You moan softly as I begin to stroke your silky clitoris. I push against your back just a littler harder and you lean further forward until the cool glass is against your right cheek. You are looking at me over your shoulder as you begin to rise in excitement. Your wetness is dripping down my fingers. ‘My – you are an enthusiastic little thing aren’t you, dear?’ ‘Yes, yes.’ ‘Yes what, darling?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘Good Girl. You know that tonight is very special, don’t you sweetie?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘Mmmm. Dressed in my skimpy undies and stockings I sat down at my vanity to carefully apply my make-up. Foundation, blush, a sexy red lipstick and eye shadow and brow pencil completed the look. I styled my shoulder length brunette hair and smiled to myself as I gazed upon my sexy image in the mirror. Satisfied with my hair and make-up I moved to my closet to select my wardrobe for the evening. I flipped through several outfits and finally settled on a black and gray cardigan style sweater. With a.