Hannah (9 page)

She then
lowered the driver’s seat back down, which due to minor
modifications, closed neatly around Tom’s neck. Tom was now pinned
underneath the seat with his face semi protruding through a hole
cut out of the middle of the seat.

“The world’s
first smother box in a car, I feel very honoured,” Hannah said as
she placed one high heeled shoe on the inside rim of the car and
looked down at him.

Tom knew from
their earlier testing that there was no way that he could reach the
lever to lift the seat up. Hannah knew this too and was in no hurry
as she swung her hips further into the car and knelt one knee on
the driver’s seat just next to Tom’s face.

“Hey, why are
you keeping me waiting?”

“It’s a long
way home, it may even take us all night.” Hannah purred as she ran
her fingers up dress and around her black silk underwear.

Tom tried to
reach up to touch her, but with the seat resting on his shoulders
he could get nowhere near. Seeing his frustration, Hannah climbed
back out, closed the driver’s door and walked around to the
passenger side. She climbed in and seductively sat her cute figure
down on the passenger seat. She then proceeded to twist and turn
and rub her butt into the seat just inches from where Tom was
trapped.

“Hannah!” Tom
cried out as the brunette pulled the chastity keys from between her
breasts and ran them between her lips.

“Mmm?”

The car was
cold and little goose bumps were forming on her tanned arms. Her
nipples were also starting to create indents through her thin black
dress. Hannah reached back over the seat and started to unbutton
Tom’s trousers.

“Hey, are you
taking advantage of me?”

“You’re not
that lucky.... not yet anyway.”

She then took
a padlock and slipped it through the handcuff chain and pulled it
down to the chastity cage. Tom swallowed, his mouth dry from the
excitement of his increasing predicament.

“I know how
much you like being cuffed to your balls,”

Hannah had a
half mean, half mischievous smile on her face as she padlocked the
cuffs to the cage. She was breathing quickly, both excited by the
prospect of the drive home and slightly nervous that someone might
see them. Tom was past caring and was once again falling under her
spell.

“OK, your
turn,” she finally smiled as she threw a blanket over his body and
returned to the driver’s side of the car.

This time,
without much delay or theatrics she pulled up her dress and sat
down in the driver’s seat and looked down at Tom’s cute face
between her thighs.

“Why aren’t
all cars made like this, I love you down there.”

Hannah loved
his brown expressive eyes, even if they tended to make her fall
apart. In her increasingly turned on state, she was glad that she
could control the force of those eyes.

Which is what
she did right then, as she closed her legs together and rubbed the
back of her thighs across his face. Tom was moaning to himself, his
chastity cage about to explode. He had thought about asking Hannah
to unlock him for the drive home, but he knew from experience that
that this would only prolong the predicament.

“And now for
the real fun....”

Hannah pulled
the lever and slid the seat forward. As she did so, Tom’s face
moved closer into her crotch. First his mouth disappeared from view
and then his nose pushed up against her clit.

“Oh yeah,” she
cried as she moved the seat slightly forward and then slightly back
multiple times.

Hannah then
moved the seat further forward, her silk underwear sliding over
Tom’s face until she was sitting squarely on top. She settled down
over his features and waited for the inevitable struggle as the air
ran out. Only when the struggling became desperate did she slide
the seat back so that she was sitting only on the lower part of his
face, with his nose pushed up against her underwear.

“Now I suggest
you think twice before commenting on my driving tonight.”

Tom tried to
reply, but she couldn’t hear the words or decipher the
tickling.

“Perfect you
can’t speak, I think we’ll always travel this way from now on.”

Hannah turned
the key in the ignition and the engine turned over, but failed to
start. Tom felt Hannah’s butt muscles tense slightly and looked up.
Hannah quickly closed her legs, she had Tom’s mouth sealed up and
certainly didn’t want him expressing any opinion with his sexy
eyes. She tried the car for a second time. On the third attempt the
old car started.

Hannah pulled
her dress back down and started to make her way out of the car
park. She was now just a regular girl driving home from a night
out.

Tom had been
watching Hannah all evening, her body, her butt, the way she moved,
trying to imagine what this would be like. Reality was ten times
better. The vibrations from the old car felt strong on the floor
and his face felt like it was acting as a shock absorber for the
woman sitting above. The noise of the engine combined with the
music from the old radio in the warm, scented darkness.

Ten minutes
later they had left town and were driving along an unlit road. The
feeling of Tom underneath her was starting to become a distraction
for Hannah and on a couple of occasions she nearly veered off the
road. Tom could feel the car sway and Hannah’s body swaying in an
attempt to keep the car on track.

It was over an
hour later when Hannah pulled into her flat’s underground car park.
She turned the engine off and sat there trying to control her over
aroused state. Tom had no way of knowing where they were, perhaps
she could start up and just keep driving. Explain to him later that
she had got lost.

However, she
finally pulled up her dress, pushed her seat back and looked down
at Tom between her thighs.

“We can sell
my new car, this is the only way to travel,” she said with a
breathless hoarse voice that surprised even her.

Tom was also
breathing deeply as he took advantage of his first fresh air.

“You won’t
believe how ready I am for you now....”

But Tom was
cut off as Hannah moved forward and sat right on his face.

After a short
delay, she pushed her chair back and giggled. “Sorry, you were
saying?”

“Just wait
until I get you inside.” Tom gasped, absolutely desperate to pick
up his beautiful girlfriend and carry her in to her bedroom.

“I can’t
wait,” Hannah said as she opened the door and climbed out, throwing
a scarf over his head to hide it from sight.

“Hannah, no
way!”

She blew a
kiss and then locked up the car with him still inside.

Inside the car
Tom was going crazy. If only he could reach the lever to lift the
seat, then he could get out. He could see it but there was no way
to reach it, even if he hadn’t been cuffed to his own balls.

Tom was
started to think that he’d be spending the night in her car, when
he heard the locks click open and saw Hannah standing above him
wrapped in her back silk robe. She opened the door and pulled open
her robe to reveal her naked body.

She had
showered and smelt of both soap and perfume. She had a very slight
bikini line around her waist, but not around her breasts, which
were slightly more pert than usual from the cold. Her hair hung
down just below her shoulders.

“Wow!

She stood
there thinking though her options. She watched his reaction as she
put her hand on the seat lever, but didn’t push it up.

“Who was that
woman at the party?” she finally asked.

Tom swallowed,
not sure whether she was serious.

“No one
important,” he replied hopefully.

Hannah looked
unconvinced and then thought for a few more seconds.

“Can you hold
your breath for one whole minute?”

Hannah checked
that the car park was still empty and then pulled up her robe and
turned to show Tom her naked butt. She then swung her hips inside
the car and sat straight down on Tom’s face. She started to count.
In her aroused state, all her inhibitions were gone.

By the time
she reached fifty, Tom was trying to turn his head, but his nose
was too deeply buried for him to achieve any sideways movement.
Sixty, she climbed back out of the car and wrapped the robe back
around her body.

“That was your
punishment,” Hannah smiled sweetly.

“Fuck that was
amazing.” Tom gasped.

Hannah pushed
the lever and lifted the driver’s seat. Leaving the car door open,
she walked barefoot out of view and back to her flat.

Tom struggled
out of the car, his hands still connected to his balls. Holding up
his trousers with one hand, he carefully walked up the stairs to
Hannah’s apartment and through the open door.

Hannah was
sitting cross legged in the middle of her double bed, completely
naked other than the keys that she was playing with between her
fingers. She slowly stretched up and climbed gracefully off the
bed. She walked around Tom twice, looking him up and down before
dropping his trousers and boxers to the floor and unbuttoning his
shirt which then hung from his cuffed hands.

“Nice.” Hannah
rubbed her body against him and gently bit his ear.

Knowing
exactly what would happen once he was released, Hannah excited
fumbled and dropped the keys. She picked them up and unlocked his
wrists and chastity cage. The second that the steel restraints fell
to the floor, Tom grabbed her butt and with one leg either side of
his body, lifted her up to him. He carried her so that her back was
up against the wall and she started to kiss him madly. They started
to make out and were still awake when the sun came up four hours
later.

***

Chapter 8

Leather,
electricity, Hannah tightens the screw

Tom woke up
just before 7am after only a couple of hours sleep. He carefully
extracted himself from Hannah’s cuddle and walked over to the
bathroom. He’d been woken by the discomfort of a failed erection
that had pushed hopelessly against the inside of the chastity cage.
He couldn’t even remember Hannah locking him back inside. He could
remember making love to her all night, surely he was entitled to
some time off.

Hannah was
starting to use the chastity cage more and more. She locked it on
whenever Tom left her flat and also increasingly when he didn’t.
She was also starting to use it as a means of restraint. She had
recently padlocked the cage to the bathroom door handle while she
showered. Of course she had attached him to the outside of the door
and she had locked it from the inside, so that Tom didn’t even have
the consolation of watching her shower.

He walked back
to the bedroom where daylight was now peeping in around the edges
of the curtain. Hannah was still fast asleep, only partially
covered by a single white sheet. Her long brown hair lay
dishevelled on the white pillow. She was breathing slowly and
quietly and as usual lay diagonally across the double bed.

I need to get
some unbroken sleep, he thought as he pulled at the small gold
padlock. Squeezing his balls out was impossible, he knew that, so
he started to look around the darkened room for the all important
keys.

Whenever
possible, she liked to keep the keys on her. He carefully pulled
off the sheet and looked up and down her body. She was naked and
wasn’t wearing a necklace or bracelet. She was, however, wearing
her silver anklet, but unfortunately for Tom there was no key
attached.

Tom lay on the
bed next to her considering his options, but all he could think of
doing was to kiss her cute butt. She smiled in her sleep, stretched
her legs and gently worked her hips back and forth into the
mattress. He kissed again, this time pushing his nose gently
between her cheeks. Her reaction was the same, but with an almost
imperceptible moan.

Not wanting to
wake her, and also now suffering from a throbbing cock, he lay down
and pulled the sheet over them both. He put one arm around her and
reached down with the other to check the padlock. Little by little
she was tightening the screw, increasing his captivity and in doing
so, increasing the power she had over him.

There was no
way he could unlock the padlock without waking the beautiful woman
sleeping next to him and she looked far too peaceful to be woken.
He watched her closely, eyes flicking slightly and her beautiful
lips curling a little. Who knew what this crazy, sexy girl was
dreaming about. He closed his eyes and within minutes was
asleep.

When Tom woke
again it was past midday and Hannah was sitting on a stool by the
breakfast bar. She had already been for a run and was wearing short
pink gym shorts and white gym top. She was barefoot and she still
had a slight glow in her face from her exertions.

Tom, wearing
only boxer shorts and chastity cage, walked over to kiss her cheek
and then turned his full attention to the coffee machine. As he
waited for it to finish, he sniffed and then held his hand to his
face.

“Hannah, I can
still smell your scent, it seems to be indelibly printed on my
face.”

Hannah looked
up from her laptop and smiled as she remembered the previous night.
She was a little self conscious as she thought back to what she had
done to him, but that didn’t change the fact that the memory made
her as horny as hell.

“You were down
there for a long time.”

“I know.”

“And you
nearly stayed down there for a whole lot longer,”

Hannah replied
in distracted voice that suggested that she was imagining what more
she could have done. She closed her computer, walked over and took
the coffee that he’d just made for himself. Just as she was about
to put it to her lips, he pulled her arm towards him and took the
first sip.