Stranded in a limousine.

part 1 (excerpt)
Just outside the automatic doors was the longest black stretch limousine she had ever seen. As the doors slid open she looked both ways to see if there was another car waiting. There wasn’t. he strode up behind her and put his hand against the small of her back again guiding her forward over the sidewalk to the curb. “have you ever been in a stretch limo?” he asked quietly. “no” she replied almost wide-eyed. “you’ll like it” he said, and took her hand. As the approached the rear door of the huge car he stopped. Turning her towards him he took both her hands in his and holding them firmly in his right hand reached into his jacket pocket with his left. “there’s only one thing” he said, as he pulled a length of tie-line from his pocket and smiled. “what?” she said suspiciously. His smile grew broader and he turned her around to face the car. Pulling her hands behind her back he quickly looped the thin rope around her wrists, tying them tightly. She looked up and down the curbside but there were no other cars, no other passengers in sight. This is what an airport looks like in the middle of the night she thought. He turned her back towards him and kissed her lightly on the cheek. She could hear him open the door as he whispered in her ear.

“I’ve invited some friends to join us”. And pushed her through the open door of the limousine. She fell backward onto the thick, lush carpeting on the floor of the car. It took her a moment to catch her breath as she tried to get her bearings. Looking up from the floor she saw 2, 4, 6, maybe 8 men. All dressed in dark suits, sitting along the banquets on either side of the rear of the limousine. It was dark and she couldn’t see their faces. The only light came from running lights along the base of the banquets and from inside a chrome and mirrored glass bar below the windows to her right. She had never seen the inside of a stretch limo and it seemed to go on forever. In the distance she could make out the smoky glass partition separating the rear compartment from the driver.

Part 2 (excerpt)

Dressed only in her bra and panties now she stared up at the sky through the sun roof. The stars rushing past as the limousine pulled out of the airport now and picked up speed heading…she didn’t know where. “would you like to see?’ he asked, having noticed her looking up at the sky. “yes” she said meekly. “here” he said, sliding off his black suit jacket “it will be chilly”. He helped her up onto her knees, her hands still tied behind her back, and slipped the large jacket over her shoulders. Tugging it close around her, he buttoned the three front buttons and turned up the collar. “ready?” he asked. She nodded. “then up you go”. With that two sets of hands gripped her arms under the elbows and lifted her to her feet her head and shoulders rising up out of the sun roof. The wind hit her face and knocked her backwards for a moment, but a hand supported her. It was bracing and, as she got her bearings, she began to look around. Behind her to her right the airport had begun to fade in the distance, up ahead was the New York City skyline at night. Even in the middle of the night the energy seemed to radiate off the tall buildings. The glow of the lights almost throbbing with excitement. “wow” she thought, and evidently said out loud because she could hear someone chuckle below her. He appeared next to her now in the opening of the roof, leaning back against the side and stretching his arms along the edge. His crisp white shirt rippled in the wind, his silk tie blew back over his shoulder. “like the view?” he asked. “yes” she said, almost shouting over the sound of the wind whipping past. “let’s improve it” he said and, taking her shoulders, turned her towards him. Over his shoulder she could see yellow taxicabs keeping pace with the limo. An SUV passed them then slowed down, the driver looking at her out his window with a broad grin, then accelerating again. His hands tugged the jacket forward then began to unbutton the top button, then the second….then the third. his hands slipped inside the jacket, sliding up between the satin lining and her naked skin then over her shoulders, slipping the jacket off and letting it fall back down onto the floor of the limousine. She was nearly naked now, her hands tied behind her as she leaned back against the sun roof opening. Two sets of hands braced her arms from below. “mmm” he said, “that’s better!”.

Over his shoulder she saw a yellow cab go zooming by, the driver looked up and caught a glimpse of her bare skin in the moonlight, then the cab swerved across two lanes before recovering. The air was cold and pounding against her skin, she could feel her nipples stiffening inside her bra against the breeze. Her hair whipped around her face. The feeling was electric. As if a current was rippling through her body. She could feel herself rushing towards something, but she didn’t know what. “gorgeous!” he declared, grinning at her. His hand gripped her arm now, just above the elbow, and pulled her forward in the open sun roof. He slid in behind her grasping her other arm in his firm, warm fingers and pulled her back against him. Her hands, still tied behind her back, she could feel him stiffening under the fine fabric of his suit pants. she instinctively let her fingers slip under his crotch, lightly cupping his balls. “mmmm” he moaned lightly, and pulled her back more forcefully against him. She could feel his cock, rigid and throbbing now, between the cheeks of her ass covered only by the thin fabric of her panties. His hands slip up over her shoulders now, then forward onto the bare skin of her breasts just above her bra, their warmth welcome against her flesh chilled by the wind rushing over her. his fingers slid under the edge of her bra pulling the fabric gently away and exposing her breasts to the wind. His fingers sliding farther inside, finding her cool, erect nipples and tickling them slightly. She hunched her shoulders forward and gasped as the chill turned to arousal. He slid his whole hands inside her bra know, cupping her breasts and rolling her nipples between his fingers. The cups of her bra slid down over his hands and under her breasts, framing them and presenting them to him (and passing motorists). He pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers pulling them away from her body as she started slightly, feeling the warmth beginning to spread between her legs. This evidently did not go unnoticed by her fellow passengers and she could begin to hear murmuring down below. A hand brushed lightly along the inside of her right calf. Another slid up the outside of her left thigh. Emboldened now, a set of manicured fingernails scratched gently up the inside of her knee and continued undaunted up between her legs. Other hands began to rub her now from below as he continued to play with her nipples, cupping her breasts, keeping them warm against the wind. He leaned forward, sweeping her hair off of her shoulder and began kissing the back of her neck, nibbling it gently and working his way forward just behind her right ear. “you’re beautiful” he whispered. Fingers began to wrap themselves firmly around her thighs now trying to draw her back down into the limo. He cupped her breasts again for a moment as the city skyline continued to rush toward them. “ready?” he asked. She nodded faintly with a slight shiver in the moonlight. Two hands gripped her hips now, another hand came up out of the darkness below her, sliding over her tummy, the palm gliding up over her breast bone and up around her neck. Gripping her firmly it pulled her down into the compartment. He pulled his hands away now and let her slide back down into the darkness.

She fell to her knees on the floor of the limo and was engulfed by a swarm of hands. They explored her everywhere, tickling her nipples, slapping her breasts, slipping between her legs, tugging at the edge of her panties, spanking her ass, pulling her hair. “wait!” his voice said from behind her, and the hands withdrew. suddenly a strip of silk slipped over her eyes and was pulled tight against her head. A pair of hands quickly tied a knot then slid down to her wrists still bound at the base of her back. They untied her hands and released her, blindfolded. She fell forward, catching herself against the carpet. “go ahead” he said, and the hands returned. They turned her over quickly onto her back and stretched her out onto the floor of the limo. Hands gripped her ankles and slid her forward into the compartment. Another hand grabbed her left wrist and pulled it up above her head. She reached for it with her free hand but another fist quickly grabbed it and it too was stretched above her. she now lay flat against the floor of the limo her arms and legs pulled apart. she could feel the wheels spinning, the road humming beneath the carpeted floorboards. To her right she heard a click, then his voice. “take the long way Max”. “yes, sir” came the reply over from the driver’s seat. Turning to the others he said simply “I want her wet for manhattan”.

Part 3 (excerpt)

"make a paddle!" said one of the "gentlemen". "hand me the paper" came the reply. he took the front section of the Wall Street Journal and laid it on the floor. taking one corner he began to roll it crossways until it looked like a two foot cigar. taking it in both hands he cracked it over his knee bending it in the middle. folding it in half, he bent the two ends together then held it up like a billy club. "got it!" he said, and grinned mischievously, "bend her over".

she was blindfolded and on her knees in the middle of the floor of the limousine, her hands tied behind her back. the men sat around her along the banquets on either side of the back seat of the stretch limo. he sat by himself on the plush, leather rear seat. "are you ok?" he said, almost sweetly. she nodded slightly. "good!", he said, "bend her over". with that her arms were gripped on either side by two sets of hands, they pulled her forward on the rug and bent her over the back seat. she could feel the engine humming beneath her knees as the car rolled on towards the city. one hand held her neck, pushing her down into the folds of the leather seat, the rich smell of it was like musk. another hand slid down her back, looping it's fingers under the waistband of her black lace panties and sliding them down over the cheeks of her ass. she started slightly as the cool air hit her. two sets of hands gripped her ankles now, bracing them. A warm hand began to rub her ass cheeks, admiring them. There was a collective murmur of approval from group. Then the hand drew away. Without warning she felt a sudden “thwack” against her ass. the pain seemed to radiate out in all directions, she could feel the color rising in her cheeks as she whimpered slightly. The hand returned to rub her now crimson skin. The warmth and gentleness of the hand slowly soothing the buzzing in her flesh. She had just begun to catch her breath when suddenly the paddle slapped down on her again, this time with such force that it drove her head into the back of the seat. “ohhh!” she cried out. “again” she heard his voice say sternly. And again the paddle rocked her forward, this time lingering on her ass after the blow as if to let the full impact sink in. she could feel her ankles straining against the hands that held her, she could feel her thighs bounce against the seat, as she cried out face down in the leather, “please!” she said. “please what?” came the reply.

He grunted as he rocked into her again and again, the head of his cock pounding inside of her. he wrapped his thick fingers around her hip bones and buried himself to the hilt inside of her. she was slammed up against the back seat as far as she could go. She tried to squirm against the leather to get away from his assault but he just bucked harder, pinning her down against the seat cushions. After a particularly vicious thrust he began to grind himself into her as hard as he could. his fist came off her hip now, grabbing a handful of her hair just below the knot in the blindfold and pulled her head up hard. “take that bitch! That’s what you get for making me wait!.”

Part 4 (excerpt)

They picked her up off her knees now and thrust her back through the opening of the sun roof. She was unsteady on her feet, but not for long, two arms wrapped around each of her thighs and picked her up pushing her even farther out onto the roof of the car. she fell forward her breasts bouncing off of the glossy black metal surface of the car’s exterior. Her hands still tied behind her she lay there precariously the wind rushing all around her. she struggled to brace herself against the opening with her knees but the arms held her tightly. He rose up behind her now, laughing. “mmmm, beautiful” he said, “this city will love you”. He grabbed her ass cheeks now and pulled himself forward. She could feel the tip of his once again rock hard cock brush against the inside of her thigh, sliding forward inexorably towards her cunt. He pulled her ass cheeks apart now fully exposing her to him. she could feel the cold air racing down her back, over her ass and down between her legs. Suddenly the coolness was filled by the warmth of the tip of his cock as he found her pussy lips and rocked gently forward into her. she turned her head to her right to catch a glimpse of an SUV keeping pace with the limo. The darkened driver’s window slowly slid down now to reveal a grinning teenager looking up at her wide-eyed. “oh yeah”, he said “take it babe!” and gunned his SUV onto the bridge. The big steel girders rushed passed her now and she turned her head back to see the east side of manhattan looming up before her. he pulled out of her slowly, almost completely, then slipped back into her again, gradually building up a rhythm. “like the view? He asked, almost sweetly. It took her a moment to realize he was talking to her. “I’m scared” she said shakily. “don’t be” he said firmly, “we’re almost there”. With that his rhythm began to build again. She could feel the hands holding her legs strain against the force of his thrusts. Gasping for air, she opened her mouth and let wind rush down her throat. “oh, oh, oh” she moaned, “please, please”.

They sat her back onto the rear seat next to him and folded her hands in her lap. He sat silently beside her. for a moment there was no sound but the wheels rolling along the pavement. She looked up now, her eyes furtively glancing over the dimly lit faces of her escorts as they sat quietly along the banquets on either side of the compartment. The long car slowed now, gliding to a stop. She looked up at him curiously, but he just smiled. Suddenly the rear door opened and a wash of light flooded the compartment. She shielded her eyes for a moment as a white, gloved hand extended into the compartment. “madam?” she heard a voice say. She pulled back but he steadied her. “take it” he said confidently and, tentatively, she did. It pulled her up out of the rear seat and onto a red carpet stretched across the sidewalk. She looked up to see a doorman in a handsome red coat with gold brocade and a black cap smiling at her. “welcome” he said warmly. She looked around to see the carpet extending across the sidewalk under a brightly lit canopy and up the staircase leading to a grand hotel entrance. The trunk of the limo had already opened and the driver began to pull out her bags without looking up. “thank you” she said, tremulously. “I’ll have bags brought up sir” the doorman said. He had exited the rear seat now and moved beside her nodding to the doorman. “shall we?” he said and, taking her right hand in his and placing his left gently against the small of her back, guided her across the carpet and up the stairs. As they reached the revolving doors she paused and glanced back over her shoulder. she saw the doorman closing the rear door, the driver moving quickly back around to the front seat and slipping behind the wheel. After a moment the engine turned over and the long limousine glided away from the curb and down the block back into the darkness of the night. She turned back, looked up at him and smiled from ear to ear then stepped forward into the revolving glass door.