As the car came to a stop in front of the house, Sara crawled back to her seat. Before getting up, she leaned sideways against the seat and put her head down on it. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and tried hard to slow her breathing. Her heart was still racing and she was flushed.
Lucas sighed deeply as he sat with his head leaned back and his hands in his lap.
"Unbelievable. Ms. Sara, you are quite a cocksucker. That was definitely in the top 10 of blow jobs I've ever had," He said as he tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them up. "And you know what they say, practice makes perfect. By the end of the month I expect you should find yourself up in the top 5. God, I fucking needed that."
He reached out with his foot and gently toed at Sara's thigh. "Didn't even have to tell you to swallow, now did I? That's certainly refreshing," Lucas said as he looked out the window. "Great, we're home."
"Enough resting. Jump up there on the seat. It's time to go inside and fix your financial problems... and let some other folks get a chance to meet you." Lucas reached down and grabbed her hand to help pull her up to the seat. "Pull your top up. They won't be able control themselves if you walk in there parading those tits around." Lucas waited while she followed his direction. "Because we are just getting started, I will reiterate and clarify what I expect once we get out of this car. Are you ready?"
Sitting back on the seat, Sara pulled her dress up over her breasts and pulled the front of her skirt down around her thighs. The relief she felt at having being covered helped to calm her down. Though she wanted to forget about his rules, wanted to defy this asshole, she made sure that she kept her legs spread far enough apart to hopefully apease Lucas.
Lucas leaned over and squeezed her right knee in acknowledgment of her compliance with the first rule. "Apparently our lesson back there in 'traffic' must have taught you something," he grinned. "Oh, please tell me that it will take that kind of consequence to get you to learn. Watching you on the edge of coming while rubbing your pussy for three men you don't know... now THAT was worth the price of admission."
Sara gasped. "No. No Lucas. I'll do what you say. I don't need that." The thought of what she had done in front of those men shamed her so deeply she felt her whole body go hot and red.
"You're not helping yourself with that blushing. My dick is twitching back to life just watching you squirm," Lucas said as he moved his hand from her knee up her thigh. "I'm going to tell you what happens from here and what I expect of you. Are you ready to listen?" he asked.
Sara tried to answer but Lucas had moved his hand all the way up her skirt and was once again stroking her slit. She was still wet from masturbating and, though she hated to admit it, from having his cock in her mouth. She started to open her mouth to tell him she was ready to listen, and as she did he slid a finger into her wet cunt. "I'm... ohhhh, God... ahhhh," Sara moaned before she could stop herself.
Lucas grinned even larger as he slowly pulled his finger out of her pussy. "What was that Sara? Was that a yes?" he said with great amusement. "I'll take that as a yes." With just a moments hesitation he slid two fingers back into her incredibly tight cunt. Sara's eyes closed and her back arched. Stopping his movement, just leaving his fingers where they were, Lucas reached up and gently smacked her cheek with his other hand "Pay attention Sara. This is important"
Sara sat stock still "I'm sorry. I'm paying attention. I am," Sara said, as she tried with all her might to ignore the sensation of his fingers inside her. "This isn't right,"she thought "I won't let him make me come. I won't." Sara used all of her concentration to look directly into Lucas's eyes. "Go ahead," she said through her teeth. "I'm all ears"
"Oh no, kitten. You feel like all hot, tight wet pussy to me," and withdrew his fingers halfway while putting his thumb on her clit. He started moving it in a slow circle. "But since you said you're ready, here we go." He kept up the gentle motion and Sara shuddered. But she kept her eyes on his face. He chuckled. "We're going to get out of the car and you will thank both Ben and Romelio for the transportation and the lesson." Lucas waited while her face reflected her shame. "In the house, we will go directly to my office. The rules in office are just like in this car. I am about to go in there and transfer what is whole lot of money into your accounts. I expect to be able to see all of what I'm getting for that money. Do you understand?"
Sara concentrated hard on his mouth while she tried to maintain her composure. She knew that she was 2 circles away from coming and she wanted that so badly she could cry. There was no way she could stop it. "I do," she said with what little breath she could manage. Abruptly Lucas withdrew his fingers and pulled his hand from out of her skirt. He gave her that cruel, cold smile as he wiped his wet fingers on her skirt.
"Well, as long as you're ready, let's go." Lucas once again rapped on the glass behind his head. Within moments the limo door to her left opened. Lucas gracefully exited out the door, then turned around to help her out of the car. The first thing Sara saw as she stood was the grinning faces on Ben and Romelio as they stood behind the open door. Sara averted her eyes and ducked her head. She didn't believe she could be more embarrassed, but she'd been wrong.
"Ms. Sara, don't you have something to say to these gentlemen?" Lucas ask as he reached down and grabbed her chin, forcing it up so she was looking at both men.
"Thank you for the ride," Sara said. A phrase that caused all three men to laugh out loud.
"Dammit Boss, I really wish I could have had a ride," Ben said.
"Oh yeah, I'm gonna need to ride something after that performance," Romelio, the driver, said with a heavy accent Sara didn't recognize.
"What else Sara?" Lucas prodded.
"Thank you for the lesson," Sara said quietly.
"What did she say?" Ben asked, with fake confusion.
"You'll have to forgive her Ben. Ms. Sara has recently had something quite large stuck in her throat," Lucas cracked. "Louder, Ms. Sara," Lucas ordered. "And be more specific"
Sara tried to swallow but found her mouth dry. "Thank you for teaching me the consequences of not doing what I am told," she said in a surprisingly strong voice.
"Well, I think I speak for both of us when I say I hope you didn't learn that lesson too well, Ms Sara," Ben said as he shut the door. "Boss - we're available anytime you need any help with 'lessons'."
"I think they'll probably be a few volunteers for that role, but Sara will always remember the first guys who watched her fondle her cunt in a limo, I can promise you that," Lucas said as he pushed her past the men, giving the driver a pat on the shoulder as he passed. "Way to keep it on the road Romelio - that must have taken some skill."
Sara decided to focus on walking steadily to the house and ignoring the laughs behind her. The "house" was more of a hacienda. The large, single story building was surrounded by beautiful tropical gardens, crowned by towering palm trees. It was a beautiful house, tasteful in its appearance with its architecture and colors complementing the surroundings impeccably. Sara took a moment to admire the whole scene. This was not what she had expected. That seemed to be a theme of the day.