TKL_M28_LI_NY
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Years ago I had an Asian gf. I don't want to say too much because I don't want her to be identifiable. She had only recently learned how to drive but had a new car. I went away twice a month or so on business. She'd come to the airport to pick me up and I'd drive back. The drive was about 50 minutes long and involved a 40 minute stretch of lonely road with almost no traffic on it even during the day.
I have a strong sex drive so it's hard for me to keep my hands off her, but she's only too happy for me to do just about anything to her as long as she gets to cum. Often I'd reach over and stick my hand in her shirt to "check and make sure she remembered to put her bra on." Then I'd check her panties. This would of course fire her up and keep her that way all the way home.
She came to the airport in a very hot dress and everyone whistled and howled when they saw her. That night I did what I always did and checked to make sure her bra was on - it wasn't! I squeezed her breasts and toyed with her nipples for quite a while. Then I checked for the panties, which were also absent.
"You must WANT something," I said and gave her a hand job. She was terrified as she believed I required a lot of concentration to drive, as she, a new driver, still did. She held on for a while, gripping the dashboard and gritting her teeth, terrified we would both DIE if she came and distracted me, but we were both just fine.
Every single time after that, no matter what she was wearing, she got a hand job.
This particular night I'd had a thought about my business and was thinking about this whole new way to make money. We didn't talk during the drive because I was thinking. She tried to get may attention, asking questions, but I only gave very brief answers. It had been a full week and she was from a culture where it was unladylike for her to masturbate and she wanted her hand job. It was also unladylike for her to ASK for sex, so instead she began to talk at me.
I don't recall what she said, but she began to tease and taunt, trying to get a rise out of me. I finally realized what it was she really wanted, but instead I thought I'd play a little bit with her. After all, I really wanted to hear her ask for it from me, and that was one of the very few things she refused to do.
I pretended to start to get angry but she didn't stop. Finally I warned her that if she continued I would give her a spanking.
"You'll forget before we get home."
"I'll pull over and do it right HERE!"
"No you won't," she said, and stuck out her tongue and wiggled it at me.
"THAT'S IT!"
I slammed on the breaks and cut the wheel to the right - there was no one around and the shoulder was wide. I turned towards her and began to take off my seatbelt, murder in my eyes. She giggles when she's nervous and began to giggle right then.
Realizing she had angered the beast she took off her seatbelt and turned towards the door. I grabbed her seatbelt and clicked it back in place. She had the door open and was tugging with her whole body but couldn't get out.
I reached across her as she turned back to unbuckle her seatbelt again, and I closed the door and locked it. She pulled frantically, giggling as she did, on the door handle but couldn't open it. She realized it was locked and had just got it unlocked and the door cracked open when I reached her seat-recline lever and pulled it.
She fell backwards with a scream and then her giggles became nervous laughter. She tried to get up but I grabbed her hips and turned her over. She came up to her hands and knees so I smacked her behind as hard as I could. She squealed and fell back to the chair as both hands instinctively flew to her behind to protect it.
As she started to get up again I slid her jeans and panties over her behind and down. She screamed out "NOHOHOHO!"
I answered, "Shut that door, the dome light is on - everybody can see you!"
There was no one around, but laughing she shut the door then both hands covered her naked hiny. I grabbed them and slid them up to the small of her back. She tried to hold on but was at an angle where even if she'd had my strength she just couldn't keep her grip.
Her nervous laughter was now hysterical.
"So, you just couldn't stop messing with me, not even for one hour, after I busted my butt to make money huh?! And you think it's funny?! Well let's see how funny you think this is!"
I gave her right cheek a hard smack, then the left one, then three to the right, then one to the left.
"AH Hahahahah AH! AH! AH! Hahahaha! AH!"
I smacked her good and watched her hiny contract and wiggle lewdly. Finally, when I thought she'd had enough...and when I had, I stopped.
"Now pull up your pants!"
Her butt raised in the air when she reached down to grab them.
SMACK! "FASTER!"
Her pants came up in a hurry. Then I casually pulled back out onto the road, with a raging hard on, and still kept the look of anger on my face. For the next five minutes she started at me, her head cocked, a huge smile on her face as she rubbed her behind.
She said, "I didn't think you'd do it."
"Well now ya know!"
"...I bet you won't do it again."
I smiled, and this time I casually pulled over. I lowered her window then shut off the car. I took the keys out of the ignition, stepped outside, and began to walk around the back of the car. Just then I remembered we had gone to a sex shop and bought some handcuffs - they were still in the trunk. We had forgotten about them as some friends ran into us and we all went to dinner. I opened the trunk, slipped them into my back pocked, then went around to the passenger door.
I opened it, took her by the hand and brought her outside. I pinned her up against the car with my body and began kissing her. When I felt she was sufficiently lost in the kiss and the most needy I broke away from her, turned her around, and pinned her again. I held one arm over her head and put the cuffs on, then forced her arms behind her back and cuffed them together.
I walked towards the trees by the shoulder as she watched. I broke off a switch, three feet long and as thin as I could find. I removed the leaves and twigs and began to walk towards the car again. I guess they didn't do that in her village because I was halfway back to the car before she realized what I was going to do to her.
She turned left, then turned right, then faced me, open mouthed. Then she looked up the road, looked down the road, then turned towards the car. She struggled, realized her hands were cuffed, turned, opened the door, then sort of fell inside trying to get away from me.
I grabbed the waiste of her jeans, then her ponytail, and pulled her with a squeal out of the car. I marched her towards the front of the car, turned her towards the wheel, and bent her over the hood. She squeezed her legs as I pulled her pants all the way down to her ankles and began to pant.
She looked up and down the road but there was no one to help her, but also no one to see her naked.
I took the switch and began to pet up and down her legs then pat her behind gently with it. Each time she jumped and twitched and twisted, but I had my elbow in her back and my hand held the chain of the handcuffs.
Whap! "AHHHhhhh!" It was more surprise than pain.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
I could've hit much harder, but I wanted her to get the adrenalin rush from the fear and just a little sting.
Up and down I caned her, jumping and wiggling, trying to get away. I'd smack three times, pause, smack two more times, whizz the air by her without hitting, mostly hitting her legs as her hiny was still red but still giving it the occasional smack.
After a minute or two that seemed like twenty I gave her one last hard smack and said, "Now get up."
She stood and faced me with puppy dog eyes, and I kissed her. I'd grab her ass now and then to make her moan in fear and lust but only smacked it once.
I released one hand, allowed her to pull her pants up, then let her get back in the car. With her seatbelt on I cuffed her hands together, the seatbelt between them. She behaved the rest of the way home.
When we got there she tried to get out, but forget she was cuffed - I had to release her. I took the cuffs off and we went inside. I took all her clothes off, sat on the couch, and pulled her on my lap. I let her hump against me as I sometimes like to do this so I can pay all my attention on her orgasm. Just as she started she said, "I KNEW you'd forget."
"OH YOU JUST CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT CAN YOU?!"
I grabbed the base of her ponytail, forced her to walk bent over into the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed. I jumped on top of her before she could get up and tied her hands over her head to the headboard while she was faced down, then her ankles to the corners of the bed.
"You just don't learn, do you?"
I was about to begin spanking her again when I had a much better idea. There were two things, no matter what I did, no matter how desperate she was, that she just refused to do for me:
She wouldn't talk dirty to me in any way
And there was one strange spot that was super ticklish - I've never SEEN anyone as ticklish as this, and she would immediately begin to beg if I even threatened to touch it. She absolutely couldn't stand it!
"What AM I going to do with you? Spanking just doesn't seem to work, but that's okay, I know just what to do with you young lady."
I rested one hand on her butt, making her jump - she was already starting to breathe fast as I often started this way. I put my other hand on her leg just below the back of the knee.
"No....Please...."
I laid on top of her other leg to pin it more.
"Please... I'm sorry! I'll do anything."
"Yes, you WILL."
"I'm sorry! Forgive me!"
"It's too late for that young lady."
"Nohohohoho!"
I puckered and blew very gently onto the back of her knee, her "knee pit." I'm finding more and more girls who're ticklish there btw. Then I puckered and blew some air between her legs onto her glistening pussy - she shuddered.
Then I said "Ah," opened my mouth, "AH," opened it wider as she begged, then "AH!" and lowered my teeth to her knee pit. I didn't bite but just grazed it in a biting motion.
She screamed out laughter! I'm surprised no one ever called the cops on us. I never saw someone struggle so much! It was real torture for her! She'd been tickled many times before. It didn't arouse her so much from being tickled, but she got aroused knowing that I was aroused and would soon be inside her.
She actually bounced up and down, and screamed when I growled before moving in for another kill. The only thing worse was when I used my nails on the other one at the same time.
She screamed, she begged, she made promises, she called for help, but nothing could stop my gentle munching.
Finally, with her out of breath, I stopped.
"Now, are you gonna be a good girl?"
"...Yes."
Munch! Munch! Munch!"
"Are you sure?"
"YES!"
Munch! Munch!
"You're gonna do what I tell ya?"
"YES!!!"
I paused...MUNCH!
"Alright."
I give her behind one last hard smack, released her, then we fucked like depraved animals.
I have a strong sex drive so it's hard for me to keep my hands off her, but she's only too happy for me to do just about anything to her as long as she gets to cum. Often I'd reach over and stick my hand in her shirt to "check and make sure she remembered to put her bra on." Then I'd check her panties. This would of course fire her up and keep her that way all the way home.
She came to the airport in a very hot dress and everyone whistled and howled when they saw her. That night I did what I always did and checked to make sure her bra was on - it wasn't! I squeezed her breasts and toyed with her nipples for quite a while. Then I checked for the panties, which were also absent.
"You must WANT something," I said and gave her a hand job. She was terrified as she believed I required a lot of concentration to drive, as she, a new driver, still did. She held on for a while, gripping the dashboard and gritting her teeth, terrified we would both DIE if she came and distracted me, but we were both just fine.
Every single time after that, no matter what she was wearing, she got a hand job.
This particular night I'd had a thought about my business and was thinking about this whole new way to make money. We didn't talk during the drive because I was thinking. She tried to get may attention, asking questions, but I only gave very brief answers. It had been a full week and she was from a culture where it was unladylike for her to masturbate and she wanted her hand job. It was also unladylike for her to ASK for sex, so instead she began to talk at me.
I don't recall what she said, but she began to tease and taunt, trying to get a rise out of me. I finally realized what it was she really wanted, but instead I thought I'd play a little bit with her. After all, I really wanted to hear her ask for it from me, and that was one of the very few things she refused to do.
I pretended to start to get angry but she didn't stop. Finally I warned her that if she continued I would give her a spanking.
"You'll forget before we get home."
"I'll pull over and do it right HERE!"
"No you won't," she said, and stuck out her tongue and wiggled it at me.
"THAT'S IT!"
I slammed on the breaks and cut the wheel to the right - there was no one around and the shoulder was wide. I turned towards her and began to take off my seatbelt, murder in my eyes. She giggles when she's nervous and began to giggle right then.
Realizing she had angered the beast she took off her seatbelt and turned towards the door. I grabbed her seatbelt and clicked it back in place. She had the door open and was tugging with her whole body but couldn't get out.
I reached across her as she turned back to unbuckle her seatbelt again, and I closed the door and locked it. She pulled frantically, giggling as she did, on the door handle but couldn't open it. She realized it was locked and had just got it unlocked and the door cracked open when I reached her seat-recline lever and pulled it.
She fell backwards with a scream and then her giggles became nervous laughter. She tried to get up but I grabbed her hips and turned her over. She came up to her hands and knees so I smacked her behind as hard as I could. She squealed and fell back to the chair as both hands instinctively flew to her behind to protect it.
As she started to get up again I slid her jeans and panties over her behind and down. She screamed out "NOHOHOHO!"
I answered, "Shut that door, the dome light is on - everybody can see you!"
There was no one around, but laughing she shut the door then both hands covered her naked hiny. I grabbed them and slid them up to the small of her back. She tried to hold on but was at an angle where even if she'd had my strength she just couldn't keep her grip.
Her nervous laughter was now hysterical.
"So, you just couldn't stop messing with me, not even for one hour, after I busted my butt to make money huh?! And you think it's funny?! Well let's see how funny you think this is!"
I gave her right cheek a hard smack, then the left one, then three to the right, then one to the left.
"AH Hahahahah AH! AH! AH! Hahahaha! AH!"
I smacked her good and watched her hiny contract and wiggle lewdly. Finally, when I thought she'd had enough...and when I had, I stopped.
"Now pull up your pants!"
Her butt raised in the air when she reached down to grab them.
SMACK! "FASTER!"
Her pants came up in a hurry. Then I casually pulled back out onto the road, with a raging hard on, and still kept the look of anger on my face. For the next five minutes she started at me, her head cocked, a huge smile on her face as she rubbed her behind.
She said, "I didn't think you'd do it."
"Well now ya know!"
"...I bet you won't do it again."
I smiled, and this time I casually pulled over. I lowered her window then shut off the car. I took the keys out of the ignition, stepped outside, and began to walk around the back of the car. Just then I remembered we had gone to a sex shop and bought some handcuffs - they were still in the trunk. We had forgotten about them as some friends ran into us and we all went to dinner. I opened the trunk, slipped them into my back pocked, then went around to the passenger door.
I opened it, took her by the hand and brought her outside. I pinned her up against the car with my body and began kissing her. When I felt she was sufficiently lost in the kiss and the most needy I broke away from her, turned her around, and pinned her again. I held one arm over her head and put the cuffs on, then forced her arms behind her back and cuffed them together.
I walked towards the trees by the shoulder as she watched. I broke off a switch, three feet long and as thin as I could find. I removed the leaves and twigs and began to walk towards the car again. I guess they didn't do that in her village because I was halfway back to the car before she realized what I was going to do to her.
She turned left, then turned right, then faced me, open mouthed. Then she looked up the road, looked down the road, then turned towards the car. She struggled, realized her hands were cuffed, turned, opened the door, then sort of fell inside trying to get away from me.
I grabbed the waiste of her jeans, then her ponytail, and pulled her with a squeal out of the car. I marched her towards the front of the car, turned her towards the wheel, and bent her over the hood. She squeezed her legs as I pulled her pants all the way down to her ankles and began to pant.
She looked up and down the road but there was no one to help her, but also no one to see her naked.
I took the switch and began to pet up and down her legs then pat her behind gently with it. Each time she jumped and twitched and twisted, but I had my elbow in her back and my hand held the chain of the handcuffs.
Whap! "AHHHhhhh!" It was more surprise than pain.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
I could've hit much harder, but I wanted her to get the adrenalin rush from the fear and just a little sting.
Up and down I caned her, jumping and wiggling, trying to get away. I'd smack three times, pause, smack two more times, whizz the air by her without hitting, mostly hitting her legs as her hiny was still red but still giving it the occasional smack.
After a minute or two that seemed like twenty I gave her one last hard smack and said, "Now get up."
She stood and faced me with puppy dog eyes, and I kissed her. I'd grab her ass now and then to make her moan in fear and lust but only smacked it once.
I released one hand, allowed her to pull her pants up, then let her get back in the car. With her seatbelt on I cuffed her hands together, the seatbelt between them. She behaved the rest of the way home.
When we got there she tried to get out, but forget she was cuffed - I had to release her. I took the cuffs off and we went inside. I took all her clothes off, sat on the couch, and pulled her on my lap. I let her hump against me as I sometimes like to do this so I can pay all my attention on her orgasm. Just as she started she said, "I KNEW you'd forget."
"OH YOU JUST CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT CAN YOU?!"
I grabbed the base of her ponytail, forced her to walk bent over into the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed. I jumped on top of her before she could get up and tied her hands over her head to the headboard while she was faced down, then her ankles to the corners of the bed.
"You just don't learn, do you?"
I was about to begin spanking her again when I had a much better idea. There were two things, no matter what I did, no matter how desperate she was, that she just refused to do for me:
She wouldn't talk dirty to me in any way
And there was one strange spot that was super ticklish - I've never SEEN anyone as ticklish as this, and she would immediately begin to beg if I even threatened to touch it. She absolutely couldn't stand it!
"What AM I going to do with you? Spanking just doesn't seem to work, but that's okay, I know just what to do with you young lady."
I rested one hand on her butt, making her jump - she was already starting to breathe fast as I often started this way. I put my other hand on her leg just below the back of the knee.
"No....Please...."
I laid on top of her other leg to pin it more.
"Please... I'm sorry! I'll do anything."
"Yes, you WILL."
"I'm sorry! Forgive me!"
"It's too late for that young lady."
"Nohohohoho!"
I puckered and blew very gently onto the back of her knee, her "knee pit." I'm finding more and more girls who're ticklish there btw. Then I puckered and blew some air between her legs onto her glistening pussy - she shuddered.
Then I said "Ah," opened my mouth, "AH," opened it wider as she begged, then "AH!" and lowered my teeth to her knee pit. I didn't bite but just grazed it in a biting motion.
She screamed out laughter! I'm surprised no one ever called the cops on us. I never saw someone struggle so much! It was real torture for her! She'd been tickled many times before. It didn't arouse her so much from being tickled, but she got aroused knowing that I was aroused and would soon be inside her.
She actually bounced up and down, and screamed when I growled before moving in for another kill. The only thing worse was when I used my nails on the other one at the same time.
She screamed, she begged, she made promises, she called for help, but nothing could stop my gentle munching.
Finally, with her out of breath, I stopped.
"Now, are you gonna be a good girl?"
"...Yes."
Munch! Munch! Munch!"
"Are you sure?"
"YES!"
Munch! Munch!
"You're gonna do what I tell ya?"
"YES!!!"
I paused...MUNCH!
"Alright."
I give her behind one last hard smack, released her, then we fucked like depraved animals.
