For the rest of the hour long trip Rose sat on the warm leather seat, her naked skin exposed to the too cool air, her n*****s erect, her p***y slowly oozing it juices. She hoped she wasn’t leaving a puddle for Kim to find. That would be deeply embarrassing. She heard Kim breathing, pages turning, the motor running, and the road moving beneath them. She knew when they left the interstate and when they were on county roads but without her eyes she was helplessly lost. She shivered a little bit every few minutes—partly from fear, partly from excitement.
When the car finally stopped she dreaded the next moment when the door would open. She heard Kim close her book and then, to her surprise, the blindfold was removed. “One last instruction, never touch your leash or bindings. Slaves aren’t aff
