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      The ride was quiet. That really isn’t news. She’s not a talker when she’s driving.
Yvonne is an overly cautious driver. She doesn’t even like it when I turn on the radio. 
      You know what the worse part of the drive was? It wasn’t the silence. I’m use to
that. It wasn’t even the not knowing where we were going. I found that part exciting.
About ten minutes into the drive, my ass started to itch. I don’t mean a surface itch. It
was deep inside my anus and it drove me crazy.
      About thirty minutes into the drive Yvonne broke the silence. “Look in the back and
get my purse.”
      I didn’t remember her taking a purse with her. She must have placed it in the car
when I was in the shower. I turned around and all I saw was a tote bag. “You mean this
yellow tote bag?”
      “Yes.”
      I placed it in my lap and opened it up. I was shocked at what I saw. She must have
planned this for a while. I could feel her glancing over at me, trying to gage my
reaction. I just sat there staring into that bag. I didn’t know what to think or what to
feel.
      She startled me when she next spoke, “Get the butt plug and the leather blindfold
and put the bag back.”
      I was so nervous I could feel my heart in my throat.
      Before I could sit back down good in my seat Yvonne started giving orders, “Suck on
the butt plug. Get it sloppy wet.”
      I wasn’t sure what she meant by sloppy wet. The man in the car next to us had to
slam on his breaks to stop running the stop light. He must have been looking over when I
started sucking on it. 
      He must have stayed with us for a good five minutes. I tried to ignore him. I
closed my eyes so I didn’t have to see him stare at every light.
      When we got to the fourth stop Yvonne ordered, “Spread your checks and insert it
all the way inside of your ass you fucking cunt.”
      As we pulled off I leaned over, towards the window and spread my left check. I
slowly worked the butt plug inside of me. I was startled once again by a loud crashing
sound, just as I worked the plug inside me. The man who had been driving next to us was so
focused on me; he didn’t see the car in front of him slow down. He rear ended it. I hope
no one was hurt. Yvonne was also startled, but she didn’t stop. Instead she instructed me,
“Put the blindfold on and sit up straight.”
      I’ve always liked that blindfold, it was fur lined. But I especially liked it that
day. I was able to block out anyone else who may have been staring at me. I kept waiting
to hear another crash, but I didn’t. I guess not too many people pay attention to what is
happening past their own cars when they are driving.
      We drove for about another thirty minutes, I think. When the car stopped, Yvonne
ordered, “Stay her and keep the blindfold on until I return.”
      “Okay.”
      She slapped my face and then grabbed my chin and turned my head towards her. I
didn’t see that coming. I could feel her breath on my face as she spoke. “Excuse me. Did
you forget so soon?”
      “I mean yes Mistress. I’m sorry I won’t forget again Mistress.” I fought to hold
back the tears. I don’t think I deserved that, but I wasn’t going to say anything.
      “Don’t let it happen again.” Yvonne got out of the car.