I might have been taken back by her forward response but honestly by now it was feeling more normal to hear bold honest confessions from riders. I glanced in the mirror occasionally as we talked. Being dark with the mirror turned to night driving I could see her cleavage perfectly as well as the soft lines of her throat. The rattling of the beast in the cage was intense. Since the conversation was flowing I just let it roll as she talked.
Rolling into a nice neighborhood to pick up my fair late
that evening. Well late for me being it was just 2200, I like shutting down
before dealing with the intoxicated masses becomes the norm. A tall leggy
blonde came walking out sporting a plaid mini-skirt, white blouse tied along
her midriff accenting her amble breast and exposing her belly piercing. The
little pink handbag and pony tail swishing around as she walked toward the car
just added to the sexy scene as she entered the car. That first whiff of
perfume made all my nerves go into overdrive. Remaining as calm as I could I
held back my urges to made some obscene comment like “Looks like you are going for
an exciting night” Checking her destination I tried not to smirk as it was a hotel
across town, also it was going to be a long drive being to get there. The next hour
she was “captive” in my car.
Small talk for a little bit after I asked and confirmed the
location we were going to. Her smile and all out friendly personality started
poking at an itch, one I knew would be bad to scratch. I tried to talk about
the weather, local teams, even asking how her week was. Her snicker as I asked
about her week made my ears perk up. I quickly learned she was a “specialist in
pleasure”, offering massages and other services to make her clients feel good.
The house I picked her up at was a gentleman that had acquired her services
while his wife was out of town.
“So he was in need of some relaxation.” I quipped without
thinking it through
“Baby you have no idea, so many of these guys are needing a
little special attention, it is a service I offer.”
I might have been taken back by her forward response but
honestly by now it was feeling more normal to hear bold honest confessions from
riders. I glanced in the mirror occasionally as we talked. Being dark with the
mirror turned to night driving I could see her cleavage perfectly as well as
the soft lines of her throat. The rattling of the beast in the cage was
intense. Since the conversation was flowing I just let it roll as she talked.
“What kinds of services do you offer?” I regretted saying
that as soon as I did
Her giggle was like gasoline to my already on fired desire.
“Really I am good with most anything my clients want to do.
Most just want a woman to touch them or make them feel good. Listen and tell
them what a manly man they are, or beautiful woman. A couple like to tie me up,
and some like to be tied up.”
She was talking about the realm I am well acquainted with.
I shifted around in my seat as I heard a ping and saw the time
change with a message of stop added to the ride. She had edited the ride and
now it felt like cat and mouse as we drove into a dingy side of town. I pulled
up at the stop and she opened the back door getting out. Next thing I knew she
opened the passenger door in the front and got in.
“Baby I know men, I can see you have a need for some release. Would
you like me to help you with that?”
There was no hesitation as my brain was no longer doing the
thinking. I opened my door and walked toward the back of the car. She got out
and strode toward the back as well. My pants felt like a cage as she got
closer. I felt every nerve on edge as I grabbed her by the pony tail and pushed
her over the trunk of the car. Her “mummmm” of encouragement made me tingle as
my hand pushed up under her skirt. Her wet pussy a perfect hole to fulfill my
need with. Flipping her skirt up I exposed her tight rounded ass. I knelt down
and bit one side as she gasped.
“That’s it baby, have fun just don’t leave any marks okay”
I didn’t reply as my mind was too far gone. No warning as I pushed
three fingers straight into her wet hole. Her gasp and mew were like having my
own personal cheering squad. I thrust in and out as she started to gasp and
shudder. A few minutes later I had changed position still finger fucking her
then pulling her pony tail. I could feel her wetness coating me hand as she
gasped and shuddered.
“Oh my god, oh my god. OH MY GOOOOOODDDDD!!!!”
Her orgasm ripped through her as I smiled. I knew I was hitting her
G spot and I doubted she would be able to hold back and not cum. I pulled her
by the pony tail to the hood of the car. She offered no resistance as I pushed
her on the hood. I manhandled her lithe body getting her into the position I
wanted. Without warning I pulled my pants down and shoved my cock into her. The
curve in it ran the head along her G spot again as she was melting and shaking.
Thrust after thrust ripped into her as I unleashed my inter beast. Pulling her
hair back I growled as I bit her neck.
“Harder, bit harder” she uttered
As she wished, I bit harder. My hand ran up and I pinched her
nipple, her body stiff as she exploded in an almost violent wave of pleasure. Her
voice echoing off the empty building. Raw, dirty, animal sex as I pumped away.
I could feel my own need growing as I knew it was now or never. Grabbing her by
the throat my hand pinching her in the right place her body shuddering and she
went wild. I knew she would start to black out, I am no stranger to this. She jerked
as started to go limp. I let go knowing she was just at the edge of passing
out. Pulling my cock out of her wet cunt I pushed at the tight opening that had
yet to be violated. Her juices just enough to get the head of my cock in her
ass. That was all it took as I released my own volley of orgasmic bliss. In her
stupor as coming around she went into overdrive. Her howl of painful pleasure
was music to my ears as I pushed in. I kept going as long as I could as she
just shook and was incoherent. Finally the edge was wearing off as I was
covered in sweat despite if being chilly outside. As I pulled out she just laid
there for a moment, her eyes still glazed from the intensity.
“Baby you know how to use a woman” she finally whispered.
I offered her a towel to clean up with as she staggered to get her
footing. Wiping my cock clean with the towel she knelt and kissed the head.
“You evil piece of man meat, you made my poor little butt hurt. But
it felt so good.”
Getting back in the car I waited till she was ready to continue the
trip. Some small talk as we drove to the final destination. She leaned up
kissing my neck as we arrived.
“Baby I hope I get to ride with you again she said as she got out”
The beep of a
horn as the light had turned green. I quickly came to my senses and followed the
route to the destination.
She got out
she turned with a smiled, “Thank you for the ride baby, have a good night.”
I wished her a good night and turned off the meter. I had a wicked fantasy of her still playing in my head as I rolled for home. I hope her night was as good as mine was.
Now for my first Dashboard confession I am going to start off with this. Not an experience but how as the one behind the wheel I see the people that come and go in the cabin of my car. Each one different, dealing with their own moment and I get a snapshot into their life, tainted by whatever moment they are involved in or dealing with.
Do not disparage sweet mortal creature, the soft embrace of night will come as a cloak to engulf you. The dreaded specter of horrors and macabre isn’t near as frightening as the prospect of living in this day and age. It is not a case of if the Reaper comes, but when and how. Yes there are so many questions and so few answers. The vale is not an end but the beginning of a new adventure, a place of new hopes, dreams and exploration.
Alas the gift of immortality was not granted to the flesh of
humanity. Eternity belongs to the gods whom watch and select the next cattle
that is pleasing to them. Frail fleshy creatures, obsessed with life but not
with living, to extend the numbers of days but not truly experiencing the gift
as it is meant to be. Ants racing around as if members of a stirred mound,
climbing over one another to reach that moments destination only to repeat it
once again the next rotation of the earth. Plugging into the machine, being a
cog in a vast engine that would still run perfectly fine without the
infinitesimal offering. The worshipers that come in hopes of receiving some
reward for the effort put forth.
Predator and prey wrapped in the same soft flesh, predators
looking for the thrill of their prey falling under their prowess. The cycle a
revolving door and there is no top or end of it all. A sea of tossed waves. One
moment hunter, the next hunted, the hunter now hunted by the ones wishing to
keep the status quo. The vast sea of sheep in the fold so tempting for the
wolf, salivating as one has wandered into harm’s way. I bleating and then silence
as the wolf licks its chops savoring that last tender bite. Self-appointed keepers
of the flock, predators themselves hunting the wolf who will not conform to
what is said to be the normal behaviors of the flock. Oppression of the flock’s
expectation of each member quell the individual from striving to become more.
This quelling, is it the catalyst that causes one to fall
astray so to speak? Is it the fuel that sets the soul ablaze to engage in
various behaviors that seem deviant to others? I dare say this is far from the
truth. The reality is much more exciting and frightening to some. In the hidden
vault of the mind the pool of chemicals combine as the electrons fire. Neurons,
receptors more chemicals, experiences cause waves of hormones that ebb and flow
like a cerebral tidal pool. Perception is
so key to life, how one sees events, feels the moment unfolding. A glowing
smile or a gloomy frown all but the difference of a few facial muscles both
happening a moment apart as an event triggers the facial change. It is for the
one that encounters the wearer of the face to determine if that is meant for
them or is the result of some other event. A chess game for some, a challenge for
others an enigma for many. Again, the action expected when facing a smile, a scowl,
the embrace of a friend or the awkward bumping into some stranger, each has a
socially expected response. Even in the last moments of life as the flesh gasps
for that last breath, there is a seeming expectation.
Act amiss from the status normal and watch as the sheep
scatter, veer too far and see the gasp in horror. The truth is only in the
public eye do they wear this façade, for the heart and mind cage their own
would be deviant ideals. Captive to the form they die a little each day trying
to keep an accepted appearance else they be cast aside for one that seems more
normal to fit into that slot that has come available. Oh but the deep cravings
of their carnal flesh do call, beckoning them to indulge in the sweet delights.
The cookie in the jar calling, the apple with its tempting flesh just begging
to be taken and bitten into. The self-loathing that comes as hidden desires plague
the mind of the one trying to walk the line. Oh but for the one that tastes the
sweetness it is nirvana for the delights are endless.
Linger on in the land of sheep and wolves, endure the realm
and reality. One day the cloak will come and wrap softly or tightly bind plucking
its fruit from this realm. Either way stop being afraid, look to the adventures
and desires that are manifest in the depths of the mind, and live little sheep,
live.
I will be starting a series from my experiences as a “taxi driver” that is my current profession. Some will be funny, some intriguing and some just WTF. Every day is an adventure out there on the road and I hope to share a few of these adventures in a way to entertain my readers.
The emotions that ran wild in Kate were beyond any fear and terror she had ever known before. When he came out a few minutes later she fell slack in the restraints and started to sob
Once again I will start this out with a trigger warning. It is not easy to read for some and this is a retelling of what was related to me by the person referred to in the story as Kate.
Waking alone some time later Kate realized she had soiled herself. The stench of urine filled the small room, she was tied up but still dressed. She could feel the soreness from his rough attention he had given earlier but she had to assume that was all he had done to her, so far. Her jaw ached and was swollen from his brutal fist. The door opened unexpectedly as he loomed in the frame. His harsh hand reached in and pulled her out by the hair. Dragging her as she struggled to gain some footing Kate was at the mercy of this evil man. Kate saw the over grown front yard that was a stark contrast to the mowed back yard. Slipping in the mud as he led her to the frame of what once used to be a swing set that he quickly secured her hands to over her head. Kate knew she was in real trouble now, she was alone. Her phone and car back at the gym, no one even knew she had gone to the gym. Her mind tried to focus on escape when he grabbed her face and her full attention. The blade he was holding looked menacing, razor sharp she found out as he cut her clothing away. He tossed them into a barrel and walked over. Spraying them with lighter fluid Kate really couldn’t process what she was witnessing till he struck a match and tossed it in on the clothes. In seconds her clothes were engulfed in flames. Kate felt real fear and panic grow as the flames were the only light she could see. He left her there with her fear as he walked into the old run down double wide trailer.
The emotions that ran wild in Kate were beyond any fear and
terror she had ever known before. When he came out a few minutes later she fell
slack in the restraints and started to sob. He was carrying a bucket in one
hand and a container in the other. The world on the container were “Great Value
Bleach” in big bold letters. Without loosening her arms he moved the locking
points and secured her legs. With a grunt he hoisted her in the air. Now she
was suspended facing skyward her legs secured to the same bar her arms were.
Kate’s mind is blown, it was too much as she just hung there. It felt like she
is out of body now as her mind went into overdrive. The overload of emotions
seemed to flow from her brain as her only thought was she is about to die. Her
bladder empties as he drawn near, he just laughed as he took a hose out of the
bucked. As it uncoiled Kate realized it had an enema tip on it. Her whole body
shuddered as he pushed the tip in. Kate just kept saying it is not real, he is
just using water, trying to fuck with my mind even more. The smell of bleach
hit her nose as he took off the top and started administering it into her. She
felt as if her heart was going to explode as it pounded in her chest. Her
bowels felt like the were set on fire after a couple minutes. After what felt
like forever she expelled everything.
He took some coals and placed them under her, then took the
remains of her burnt clothing and tossed them on the pile he made under
her. This was it Kate thought as heat slowly grew in intensity. Her mind
drifting as if it was all a dream, a really messed up twisted horror erotic
dream. All those damsel in destress books she had read, all those dark stories
she found on line, everything was racing through her mind at once. Some part of
her felt a twinge of relief, she was getting to live a version of all those
dark twisted fantasies she was drawn to. She felt the heat had grown enough to
start to become uncomfortable but not enough yet to burn, the man just watching
and sliding his blade over a sharpening stone. His eyes as cold and dark as the
nigh. She could see the want and intent in those dark orbs she was now fixated
on. Her rapist, tormentor and savior. Saving her from the continued agony of
the life she hated, from the ache of things she craved but was to scared to tell
anyone. Saved from herself and her risky behaviors that till now was her
version of flirting with danger but never before had she been taken up on it.
Now she was on a grand slam date as he was taking her through all the bases.
The moment was shattered as his phone rang. The almost
comical chirping seemed so out of place, shattering the moment. The acrid smoke
that was lulling Kate into her dreamlike state now was chocking as he answered
the phone. The ensuing argument between him and the caller as he told them to
deal with it sent him into a deep rage. He told them he as in the middle of an
important personal matter. He needed them to take care of it. No, he was not
coming in to fix this because he didn’t break it in the first place. He hung up
and spit in anger then walked back inside. He emerged and Kate’s mind again
spun out of control. He was carrying a container of cooking oil, a basting
brush and a meat thermometer. He took the brush and plunged it into the oil and
started coating her body with. The oil had some kind of herbal scenting to it
as well, like a sage or something. When the brush ran over her pussy he pushed
it in then got extra oil to make sure it filled her cavity. He repeated the
process to her ass. He pushed the thermometer deep in her ass and stirring the
coals smiled at her telling her she was going to be delicious. Kate lost it as
the brush again ran between her legs, she could mentally envision him carving
her body as she shook in an unexpected orgasm. It wasn’t the method she ever
really though much about but suddenly it was all she could think about. His
phone rang again. This time the person was insistent as Kate could hear the
other man yelling at her captor. Finally her captor yelled fine but if my BBQ
is ruined because of your stupidity I will hold you responsible. He hung up the
phone and went to get a shovel. Tossing sand on the fire below her he ran his
hand along her side. Yeah can’t have such a tasty looking piece of meat being
burnt to a crisp. His hand cupped her ass as he half laughed half grunted then
turned and left in his van.
Kate hung there left with her thoughts and her body’s
aching. The cool breeze made her shudder as morning was approaching she lost
trach of time but was jostled as she saw approaching headlights. The guy jumped
out of the van and quickly walked towards her, not a word as he unfastened her
and tossed a towel over her. He told her to get in the van and she did. Her
mind numb and broken as he drove them away from the place. A while later he stopped
and got out. The door in the back of the van opened as he all but drug her out
and left her there in the middle of a warehouse area in just a towel. The sun
was coming up and she could hear cars crossing different nearby streets. A car
pulled up and an older gentleman rolled the window down. Sweetie you look like
you could use some help. All the emotions and the reality hit her as she burst
into tears suddenly. The older man took her to the gym that Kate asked him to.
She showered as best she could then took something from the lost and found to
get her home in. Her mind was bent and broken as she turned on the bath and
tried to soak away the aches in her body. She knew somewhere out there was a hungry
man who missed having her for dinner.
