Quietly, they continued their journey.
Her heart was racing and so were her thoughts. “What had he planned?”, she kept on asking herself.
His voice broke her train of thoughts: “Hitch your skirt up so that your playground is visible, then unbutton the blouse and knot it. Your humps should be clearly visible.”
Blushing, she did as instructed. She knew that any mistake would earn her pain and discomfort. Her only soothing thought was that the deeply tinted windows would restrict the view into the car.
He reached into his pockets and produced a pair of screw-on nipple clamps which he threw into her lap. Even before he could command her, she picked them up and fixed them in their intended positions. Instant pain watered her eyes, but she kept herself together far enough only that a deep inhale could be heard. “Tighten them harder and keep the blouse open”, he commanded, reaching into the pocket again and producing another pair of clamps for her “other” lips. She understood, this would be a long and tough journey.