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intimatedrksec: chanti ... It was so much fun taking you to the country in my Jeep. The doors and roof off, the weather cooled by the recent rain .. You looked so darling in your long white shirt and panties. Your hands obediently bound behind you ..
Your face so red when cars passed us until we turned off on the barely passable township road.
Your eyes were so wide and frightened. But that is what made it exciting for you isn't it chanti?
Even in four wheel drive, Low Gear the long winding hill was so challenging .. the tires barely able to grip the loose rock and avoid the major ruts.
But it was something else wasn't it chanti ?
As the breeze blew your shirt open it gave you freedom.
And then we came to the crest of the hill overlooking the valley .. The only sound was the rippling leaves, the quietness of the setting as I helped you out of the Jeep. Your heels digging into the moist ground. How uncomfortable you must have felt.
And what awaited us the remainder of the day was sooooo stimulating wasn't it Chanti?
chanti32: I felt such an odd mix of fear and titillation, Maam, as we drove in your jeep, the roads getting bumpier and dustier. Wearing nothing but that shirt, panties and those pumps made me feel so exposed, awkward and vulnerable. I remember looking over at you as you drove, my wrists bound behind me, bouncing about in that leather seat. I wasn't allowed to talk and knew you were going to determine my fate as the trip became more and more remote. My mind was racing, my heart was beating faster. I felt so helpless both afraid and painfully curious and eager about what was in store.