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Continuing the story. It’s a week after our last encounter, and 2 more days to go for the weekends, for my great weekend. Meanwhile, Shoba, like a true slave, has been sharing with me pics of her looks daily.
She has been sending pics in her different dresses and different poses, exposing her full curve to the fullest. I must give her a great weekend. So, I began thinking about what I should do, which hotel etc. I decided on a resort near Ramnagar.
The resort looks to be isolated and cabin-style. The place and transport are ready. I felt like we needed some eatables. So I went to the supermarket to buy Hershey’s syrup, chocolates, biscuits, fruits, red bulls and drinks. Now I am ready to go.
All I need is Shoba. Just then, the bitch I was waiting for sent me a photo, and all her dresses arrived too. Now, I must decide what items to carry there for the weekend. I decided to carry the ropes, tripod, clips, and butt plug.
I think anything else we can adapt to what’s available. I also set the vibrator aside and will make her wear it on the way. Now we are all set for the weekend.
Come the weekend, the excitement. I could barely sleep the whole night. I loaded the car with the bags and kept the vibrator on the cover in the front seat. I went to pick her up.
Her parents had gone to some relatives’ weddings already. Hence there was no worry about me picking her up from her place. There she is, coming out, in a skirt and a loose top. She loaded her bags and sat in front.
Shoba: Good morning, sir.
Me: Good morning, Shoba. Someone seems lively. (I began with my zen, composed look. After all, I am the master)
Shoba: Yes, sir, been waiting. Thank you for the dress, sir. They fit well.
I moved my hands to her boobs and felt her boobs, giving them a good squeeze. I then went to her legs, parted them and felt her crotch.
Me: Yes, the dress fits well. We need to get rid of your stupid inners.
She quickly removed her panty, which was more like a string, and her bra. The skills I see. Uff.
Shoba: Done, sir. (and threw the bra/panty behind).
Me: There is the vibrator inside the bag. Wear it.
I was tempted to stop the car somewhere along the highway and ask her to get out and put on the vibrator. But I felt its too much of a risk for her. So instead, she pushed the seat completely back.
She crouched in the front seat and put the vibrator slowly inside her pussy. With the ease at which it went in, I could tell that she was already wet. Once the vibrator was properly set, she sat back up and adjusted the seat.
Shoba: Done, sir. (and was searching for the remote)
Me: Looking for this? (holding the remote in my hand)
Shoba: Yes, sir. (excited to see what the vibrator is like)
Me: Don’t worry, all in due time. We need to buy some condoms.
Shoba: Yeah, I will buy pills also.
I pulled over to the medical shop at Bidadi. She adjusted her clothes to ensure the vibrator wasn’t visible. She stood there waiting at the counter. I decided to have some fun and switched on the vibrator in high mode.
That reaction was so epic. She shrieked loudly, dropped her phone and immediately sat down crouching. I loved it. I stopped after just a few seconds. She collected herself, stood up, and pretended it was about her phone falling.
She came back, running to the car. She sat and was relieved. She showed me that she got 1 box of flavoured condoms and another box of Durex thin dots, along with her pills. And kept them in the back.
Me: The vibrator is working fine, eh?
Shoba: Yes, sir (shy and embarrassed)
Me: Showing me how it fits.
She quickly lifted her skirt, and I could see the vibrator fit well inside her hairy pussy. I had specifically warned her not to shave. A small rope was hanging out to pull it while ejecting safely. I moved my right hand and felt her pussy and clits, fucking wet cunt.
We stopped for breakfast. I had plans to mess with her. As soon as she got down from the car, I turned the vibrator on. She shrieked and crouched down, covering her mouth with her hands. She was now controlling the urge to scream by closing her fist.
I turned it off, and she began to sigh and breathe heavily. Again I turned it on. This time, she was prepared. She forcefully closed her mouth, eyes and fist to handle the vibrations.
She gathered herself up, and we went to eat. It was self-service, and she was waiting at the counter. This time, I lowered the intensity, and I think she was expecting and wanted the vibrations.
As soon as I turned it on, she looked around and stood, closing her legs tight. When the food was handed to her, she was struggling to walk. In fact, she didn’t even start to walk. I turned it off, and she quickly picked up the food and came.
Before she could sit down, I again turned it on. This time, she stood leaning on the table and was slowly making an effort to sit down. She looked like someone who just had a constipated shit.
While eating, I played with the remote, frequently turning it on and off. Shoba, too, began to enjoy the pleasures. And I think she might have even cum. We finished eating, and she quickly began walking to the car. I followed, and I could see her skirt was a little wet. The horny bitch is leaking.
Me: Looks like you are having fun,
Shoba: Yes, sir.
Me: Good. (and I quickly put the intensity on high)
She began to control herself and was holding the glass and seat tightly. As soon as we hit the highway, she screamed with pleasure. I knew she had just orgasmed and would never forget this moment. I turned it off.
We had another 30-minute drive to the resort. This Shoba already seemed tired and dozed off.
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