Traveling down the road, I turned off the a/c and opened the window. The breeze filtered through my blouse and teased my nipples. Kitten's finger was still toying with my cunt when the cell phone went off. The 1812 Overture announced an incoming call from Master. I pushed the button on the dash and answered, "Hello, Master, how may I help you?"
"Hi, Baby, how's the trip back going? Have you and Kitten been able to get all your girl talk out yet?"
I giggled, "We're working on it, Master. Kitten is stretched out in the passenger seat with her finger in my cunt."
"Ah, it's one of those discussions."
"Yes, Master. She's been telling me of her life before she came to live with us." I loved talking to Master while I was driving. The earpiece made it so I felt he was in the seat next to me. That I could talk to him about anything without fear, was slowly sinking in. I never felt I had to lie or hide anything, I never wanted to.
"She told me of the Kennel Master, and her Lace Mistress."
"Good. Now, about why I was calling. There has been a change of plans; I would like you to meet me at Sir Brendan's home in the hills. Punch his name in the GPS and it will direct you to his house. You and Kitten are to wait outside the gate till I get there."
"Yes, Master" I knew Master had been working on a new toy for Sir Brendan, but I had never met him before. I pulled over to the side of the road. Kitten's finger had stilled as she listened to my one sided conversation. I pressed in Brendan and a map popped on the screen, showing where I was now and gave me a route to follow. Smiling, I thought how considerate Master had been to put this in for me, since I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag without directions.
I guess he did want me to always know how to get back to him.
"I'm about two hours away, Baby, so I will see you there at approximately 7pm. Even if someone comes out to the car and invites you in, you are not to go in without me. Is that understood, Baby?"
I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck and I whispered, "Yes, Master." He made it sound ominous. I looked over at Kitten as she wiggled her finger inside and mouthed "what?"
"Got to run now, Baby. Drive safe and see you in about two hours."
My body started to shake when the line went dead. I sat there, staring out the front window for a moment.
"Well spit it out, Baby. What has you freaked?" I shifted in the seat as I looked over at her. Her finger was sliding in and out of me. "Tell me, Baby."
"Master is meeting us at one of his clients, a Sir Brendan."
Her finger stopped and she sat up right. "Oh, really? Why are you shaking, Baby? What else did Master say?"
"It's not so much what he said but how he said it. We are not to go in without him. He made it sound like something bad would happen to us if we did."
"How long before Master will be there?" I finished telling her the rest of my short conversation with Master and she nodded when I was done. "Okay, well let's head up there now, it's about a half hour drive. I'll tell you of another Master I had while we wait."
I flipped the car into drive and pulled back on to the road. The steady rhythm of her finger was calming and exciting me at the same time. She laid her head on my lap and was intent on watching her finger move in and out of my cunt. I could not concentrate on the road anymore so I pulled off again. Coming to a stop I spread my legs as wide as I could. She lowered her mouth and laid her tongue against my clit. Slowly rubbing it up and down.
"There is nothing to worry about at Sir Brendan's, Baby." She kissed the top of my mound, "I've been there before, and I lived to talk about it."
I half giggled, "Then why did Master say it that way?"
"Only he knows that, Baby," she said before taking my clit all the way into her mouth to suck on it. Her finger had picked up the pace and I felt myself edging toward a good release when she pulled out her finger and let go of my clit. Sitting up she patted my mound "We need to save your orgasms for later, Baby."
I let out a long groan. It was just like her to get me going, only to stop. One of these days I would hold her back, but I just didn't have it in me to deprive another of pleasure. Kitten was definitely a PT (pussy teaser). Shaking my head as I pulled back out onto the road to continue on our way. Nope, Kitten was a teaser all together – DT or PT – she liked to heat all up.
As I turned on a narrow road that wound up the hillside I noticed that even the wild life on either side of the car seemed to be well manicured. When we came around the fourth switchback a gate came into view, and I pulled over to the side of the road. I couldn't see much past the gate. The sky had been filling with clouds since we left the Academy. The pending stormed seem closer. A crack of lightening illuminated a building in the distance and I jumped when the thunder quickly followed. Rolling up the window I turned to kitten, "That's the house?"
"Yep, that's the one. I saw it a few years ago for the first time…"