7 comments/ 44311 views/ 61 favorites The Crash and The Contract By: The Crash and The Contract Lucy didn't know what to do now. He wasn't going to just do it here, was he? We are on the side of a public road! Anybody could walk or drive by any moment. This was crazy! But the thought that he might do that to her here didn't do anything to stop her excitement. In fact, to her dismay, it actually made it worse. It was turning her on that a man that she didn't even know the name of might just take her virginity here, on the side of the road. She felt like she should be doing something about it - she knew she should. But why didn't she? She had made up her mind as soon as he gave her the option, but she hadn't done anything about it. Her body didn't let her. As his hand began to move down her shirt again, to the second button, she considered that although she had been given an option, she hadn't actually said yes yet. Admittedly, she hadn't said no, but that wasn't the point. He was acting as though she had said yes. As though she was his slut already. As though she wanted him to fuck her. He undid the second button, and could now make out her black and white spotted bra. Nothing sexy, but that didn't matter because in his mind that wasn't going to stay on for long. Her breasts were small, he guessed a B cup. She had no real cleavage to speak of, but this was a real girl - not like the girls in his pornos or his fantasies. He then proceeded to unbutton her further, still relatively slowly, but not saying anything, just looking at her, enjoying every moment. She looked back, like a deer stuck in headlights. After he had undone the final button, he pushed his hand inside her open shirt and touched her midriff. Her naked flesh. He held her firmly, not really waiting for anything in particular, just wanting to enjoy the moment, letting her know he was the one in control. He then lifted his hands, still inside her shirt, to her shoulders and watched as the shirt began to slide down her arms. Lucy started to raise her hands in order to stop it falling to the ground, but he pushed them back down and soon enough it was lying on the floor. Steve reached behind her and unclasped her bra. He let it rest, undone, hanging in front of her. Covering her breasts, but only just, only for a short time. She gasped as she thought about what she was about to expose to him, but just stood there, letting this happen to her, with her arms left passively at her sides. Putting an index finger on both shoulders, he slowly did to the bra what he had just done to the shirt and pushed the straps over her shoulders at the same time. He managed to grab Lucy's arms before they were able to cover her breasts and he looked and admired what was in front of him. They were small breasts, but pretty. She wasn't completely flat though, and they had a certain amount of shape to them, a nice natural fullness. Her nipples were perfect. They had a lovely pink colour to them, were perfectly round and they stood out proudly. Steve approved and, after letting go of her left arm, proceeded to move his hand up to her left breast. Touching her nipple with his index finger, he gently started to circle, round and round, round and round. Lucy was transfixed. She was trying hard to make sense of the situation. Here she was, topless on the side of a public road with a guy who has just offered to be her Master. He has stripped her from the waist up, is now playing with her breasts - in public - and she is doing absolutely nothing to stop him. She didn't know what to think. Her body was trying to tell her to stop thinking and just let this happen, but she was damned if she was going to let a total stranger do this her. Let alone in public. But she didn't do anything about it and instead actually began to enjoy the sensations on her chest. It felt good. She was nervous about what was happening, and every now and then would look either way just to check that nothing was coming and that they were on their own, but she couldn't stop what was happening to her. Steve, by this time, knew he had her. He wasn't particularly experienced in being dominant, but it had been quite easy in the end, and he didn't want to cock it up now. He let go of her other arm and began to kiss her on the lips, first gently, while holding her head in his hands, but quickly becoming more passionate. He forced his tongue past her lips, but there wasn't really much resistance, and they continued kissing while he moved his hands down her naked back, eventually to her jean-covered bum. Eventually, he broke off the kiss as he moved his hands around to the front of her jeans, and with a big grin on his face now, undid the button before unzipping her. He could now make out she had green panties on, but couldn't yet see much of them. Lucy was wearing slip on shoes, and he lifted each leg in turn so she could slip them both off. Once she was standing there bare foot, he grabbed the top of her jeans and pushed them down. He needed to push them firmly to begin with to get them off her shapely hips, but it didn't take long before gravity took over and they were soon lying around her ankles on the floor. He looked again at his prize and couldn't believe his luck. How on earth had he managed this? She was absolutely stunning. Her body was amazing and he couldn't wait to have his way with her. Like her bra, her panties were nothing sexy, but he could make out some untidy, curly black hair poking out either side between her legs. We'll have to do something about that later, he thought to himself, but he could live with it for today. With his right hand he grabbed her left ass-cheek firmly, startling her, making Lucy cry out briefly. He held her side with his left hand and lowered his mouth towards her breasts. He gently flicked her left nipple with his tongue a few times, before taking it into his mouth and sucking, first gently, but then with more force. Lucy had stopped worrying about what should or should not be happening right now as all she could think about was what was happening to her body. What the stranger was doing to her breasts felt so good and she was just enjoying it now, forgetting about the consequences. He moved from breast to breast, nipple to nipple, sucking, licking, kissing, even biting lightly. They felt so good in his mouth. His grip on her ass tightened and he was sucking her nipples hard now, and was able to hear Lucy's moans of approval. After a little while of enjoying both nipples, he moved his head away from her and lifted each of Lucy's legs in turn so she could step out of her jeans. With a hand on each hip he slipped a thumb under each side of her panties and began to pull them down, exposing her completely to the world. As the panties fell to the floor, he looked down and he could see what had been poking underneath was just the start. She had a very hairy pussy - he couldn't make out anything else between her legs. Well, he thought to himself, there's nothing he can do about that here. Placing a hand on each of her naked ass cheeks he kissed her again, as passionately as the first time, first hugging her and then rubbing his hands all over her back and her body. She then proceeded to do the same. It was the first time that she had responded in any way, but she was really enjoying this now, and wasn't about to let it stop. She had forgotten about her reservations, even the fact that they were stood there, on the side of a public road, and let her hands explore his back. As he kissed her, she felt his hardness rub against her body, against her pussy, and she couldn't deny it felt good. She couldn't remember ever feeling this turned on. That was the first time she thought that maybe she actually wanted him to fuck her. He then moved his hand down, to in between her legs and touched her for the first time. He knew she was enjoying this, but was still surprised at how wet she was. He placed the palm of his hand over her opening and rubbed it gently, back and forth, all the while continuing to explore her mouth with his tongue. Her breathing was turning heavy and her eyes were firmly closed as he lifted his hand higher, sliding his middle finger in between her lower lips. Lifting it higher again, he found her clit and began circling it, first with just his middle finger, then also with his second finger. She was starting to moan and her kissing had lost its intensity as she focussed on the activity between her legs. She was very close to orgasm now and the odd "fuck" and "oh my god" was said in between her gasps and her moans. Her hands were now firmly grasped on Steve's shoulders - she was hanging on for dear life - and wasn't about to let him go. It was only then that Steve noticed the sound of a car approaching. Fuck, he thought. But I'm not going to stop this. As the car got closer, Lucy started to notice too and was briefly horrified of the thought of somebody watching, but she was so close to orgasm now she didn't care and just wanted to cum. The car pulled around the corner and slowed down as the driver realised that she was approaching the site of an accident. She was an elderly lady, driving back from the shops with her husband, and started scanning the surroundings, checking there was nobody in trouble. And then she saw them, as did her husband. The girl was completely naked, they could still make that out even with the man stood in front of her. The husband lustily gazed at the naked breast on display. They could see the man had his hand between her legs and was rubbing her pussy. The lady looked at the face of the girl, who was clearly enjoying the man's efforts, and got embarrassed at what was going on, deciding to quickly move on, putting her foot to the accelerator. They drove away, with the husband turning to make the most of the views out of the back window. Then it happened. Being watched like this by two strangers while being rubbed off by another was far too much. Her body tensed and she screamed as the most intense orgasm of her life went through her. Wow! For almost a minute she stood there, cumming against this stranger's hand, lost in wave after wave of joy. Steve, for his part, did his best, and continued to rub her as she continued to moan and shiver, before he felt her start to loosen up and she came back down slowly from her high. She opened her eyes again and looked at the stranger in front of her. She knew she had decided now. She wanted more of what she just had. As Steve looked back into her eyes he knew too, and gave her a light kiss on her lips before stepping back. OK, seal the deal, he thought. He decided he needed to make certain of the matter while she was still recovering from her, obviously intense, orgasm and quickly thought about what he needed to do. "You are now my slut, and I am now your master." Those words didn't feel so alien to Lucy right now. But maybe that was because she had still not yet recovered from that amazing orgasm and wasn't able to compute fully what was being said. "But I need to have this decision on record." Lucy began to look confused, and reality quickly began to bite as he pulled out his iPhone from his pocket. Pointing it to her, he took a couple of photos before she registered what had happened. Still hazy from her post-orgasmic bliss, she tried to comprehend the situation. "Hang on, what are you doing?" "I am putting this decision on record. This will be our contract" he said as he took another few snaps. Concentrating too hard on the conversation, Lucy didn't think to cover herself up and Steve made full use of the opportunity. "But a few photos are not going to be enough. I am going to ask you to tell me on camera that you are my slut and that I am your Master. That this accident was your fault and that you are using your body to get out of it like a dirty whore, letting me take the blame. And that I can do whatever the fuck I want to you, when I want, how I want." "But why do you need that?" "Insurance - you're mine for three months and that's a long time. This is to make sure you don't change your mind." Although she was still breathing heavily, her orgasm seemed like a long time ago now. A tear started to fall from her eyes as the situation changed so rapidly in front of her. "But you'll put those photos online, and then anybody will see them." "No I won't. Not as long as you are my slut and do what I say. I won't put them on the internet." He stepped back towards her, put his hands on her hips and kissed her again. "Do you understand?" "Yes," she replied. "Yes, who?" Who? What did he want her to say? Then she remembered. She was his slut. He was her master. She took a moment. "Yes, Master" she replied again, this time with a certain amount of resignation. Master? She thought to herself again. "That's better. OK, let's get this done. Can you remember what you need to say?" "Erm, no, not really." "Pardon?" "No, Master. Sorry, Master." "I need you to say that you are my slut and that I am your Master. That this accident was your fault and that you are using your body to get out of it, letting me take the blame, like a dirty whore. And that I can do whatever the fuck I want to you, when I want, how I want. You don't have to get it right word for word, though, as I long as we get the gist." She stood there, naked on the side of the road, while this stranger who was now her Master pointed a camera towards her. Her orgasm was long gone and the enthusiasm she had felt before was starting to dissipate. "OK, I'm ready. The camera's on, so go ahead." She continued to stand there struggling to bring herself to do it. After a while Steve got frustrated. "Come on, it's only a few words. Just say it." He walked up to her and gave her a hard slap on her ass, before walking back to his vantage point. Ow, she thought, that hurt. "OK, OK, I'll do it." She slowly summoned up the courage. "You are my master and I am your slut." She still couldn't quite believe that she was actually saying it, that had been difficult "You're going to have to speak up." He wasn't making this easy for her, was he? "You are my master and I am your slut" she repeated, possibly a bit too loud this time. She thought her best bet was to just force the rest of it out as quickly as possible. "This accident was my fault. I am using my body for you to take the blame. My body is yours now. You can do whatever you want to it." "Good, good." Steve was pleased. She didn't sound completely convincing in that last sentence, but he didn't blame her and thought it would be ok. "OK, now it's my turn. Come here." She stepped up towards him. "Kneel down." She knew what was about to happen, and obeyed, looking nervously up at her Master. "Unzip my trousers." She reached up and undid his zip, just as he asked. Without waiting for the next command she reached in and pulled down his boxers, exposing his penis for the first time. She stared at what was now directly in front of her face. It was rock hard. Similar to one of her boyfriend's, long and straight at probably about six inches, but a little thicker maybe. "Good girl," he said, impressed. "You look like you know what's expected of you. Now, put your hands behind your back." She did as she was told and looked up at him again. "Now suck me off" he commanded her. She went to obey, then realised she couldn't in her present state. Her mouth was level with the base of Steve's cock and there was no way she could reach the tip with her mouth to get it in and she couldn't use her hands. She moved her mouth towards her target anyhow and kissed it. She pushed her face to the side of his erection and tried to force it to assume a more horizontal position with her cheek. She was doing a good job as she then tried to move her mouth back to the head without letting it spring back, trapping it down with her nose. She was almost there, when it slipped, almost poking her in the eye, and bounced against his chest. "Come on, try again, hurry up" he rushed her as she tried to compose herself. She tried again, and forced it down quickly enough. This time she adopted a different approach. She scooted around so she was facing across Steve rather than towards him. She held his cock down with her mouth, which was now resting on the topside of his cock. She clamped it down, with a lip either side of the shaft. She slowly made her way down his length, shuffling along the ground as she did it and it wasn't long before she had met his head. She lowered his head into her mouth and turned to take more of it so it didn't escape. This position wasn't comfortable and she felt like she might topple over with her head now bent at this angle. She shuffled around on her knees again until she was facing him, surprised at how easily she had managed to do it in the end, with her hands still firmly behind her back. In fact she was very pleased with herself. "Good girl" he said, sounding patronising, but she didn't really notice and began to suck properly, bending forward and back, taking a little more in her mouth each time. His cock was a little larger than the few she had sucked before, but not excessively so, and she was doing a good job. She now had just over half his cock in her mouth each time and she felt that was her limit. She continued sucking, even starting to enjoy it, and her pace began to quicken. This was the life, Steve thought. That pretty young girl, who was now his slut, was kneeling at his feet doing his bidding, pleasuring his cock. "Look up to me" he instructed, and she was quick to make eye contact as she continued her efforts. She hadn't noticed before, but he hadn't turned his phone off and it looked like he was still filming. But she carried on. He saw her notice the phone and thought he might have to intervene to keep her on track, but was pleased to see that she carried on as though it was no big deal. This felt so good. It'd been a long time since he had felt anything this good and was going to make the most of it. "Let me see how much you can take." He wanted to push her. He was going to derive as much pleasure as he could from this slut in front of him. She didn't think she could take any more of his length, but she tried, carrying on with more effort now. She managed a little more, but she thought if she took much more she would gag. So she just kept sucking, moving backwards and forwards, taking his length in and out of her mouth, hoping that her efforts were sufficient. Steve could see she was trying, but also that she was struggling. "I need you to take more than that" he told her. She tensed slightly, and he could make out that she was worried, but all the time she kept sucking on him, looking up at his face. He was now well into his character as Master and didn't really have to think about what to do anymore, it was starting to come naturally, even though he was now doing things he didn't think he'd ever do. Especially with what he did next. He grabbed the hair at the back of her head, first going with her movements, guiding his cock in her mouth back and forth, before suddenly roughly pushing her head into him, forcing his entire length down her throat. It surprised her, even though she knew it was coming. But not just the force of it, how it felt. Yes, it made her gag like she expected, but it was so much more painful than she thought it would be. His cock was rough against her throat and she wasn't able to breathe. She couldn't help but move her hands from around her back, pushing them on his knees. Thankfully she didn't need to fight it, as it wasn't long before he withdrew his cock entirely from her mouth allowing her to breathe properly for a moment. "Your hands should be behind your back slut" he told her as she reluctantly obeyed, even as he noticed a tear running down her face. But he quickly guided his cock back in and began to pump his cock in and out. Most of the thrusts weren't as bad as that first one, but her gag reflex was tested several times and this was starting to get really painful and her throat was sore. He was fucking her face hard now and she struggled to get her breathing into rhythm with his pumping. Again, she couldn't take this and released her hands, and tried to force him off her. The Crash and The Contract He felt her hands on his knees before he saw them, as she tried pushing him away. He persisted though, she wasn't able to have much of an impact. But after a while watching her struggling, he decided to do something about it. He withdrew from her mouth and proceeded to unbuckle and remove his belt from his trousers. He then grabbed both her arms, forced them behind her back, and began to wrap the belt around her wrists, tightly. "Ow!" she exclaimed, "that really hurts!" Lucy's wrists were bound tightly now and he buckled the belt in place. Speaking those few words reminded her that her wrists were not the only thing hurting. Her throat was sore now and she hoped that he was close to orgasm. Steve quickly moved himself back in place and once again forced him into her mouth. He had been close a couple of times, but all of these interruptions delayed what he had been waiting for. Again he pistoned himself in and out of her mouth, grunting now as he started to approach his climax. He was amazed at what was going on right now. Her mouth felt incredible around his cock and he had been surprised at how long he had been able to hold himself in. He continued his pumping and looked down to see the intense look of pain on that beautiful young face and would have felt sorry for her if he wasn't deriving so much pleasure from her. It didn't take long though and soon he was so close he knew he couldn't stop it. He wanted to cum in her mouth and withdrew from her just in time to see a long, thick, ropey stream of cum land, firstly on her tongue, but then as he struggled to control his aim, on to her chin and cheek. He started rubbing his cock and a second stream fired out faster than the first, landing on her forehead and going into her hair. He continued to pump himself, wanting to empty himself fully into her and was better able to aim the third and fourth streams, which were more like dribbles now, into her mouth. "Don't swallow" he instructed her. He looked at her used face, covered in his man juice, and marvelled at how sexy she looked. That was incredible he thought and was pleased with his conquest. He was going to enjoy deriving more pleasure from that hot, young body. The cum from her mouth was starting to dribble, and was making its way down her chin. The cum on her chin and cheek had already run down her face and her chest was now covered in splodges of his ejaculate. He made sure he got all of it on camera, before turning it off and putting it back in his pocket. What a sexy sight, he thought to himself, and bent down to kiss her cum-filled mouth. The kiss was even more passionate than before and their tongues danced around the drips of cum. He began to taste it as it seeped into his mouth just as his hand, now holding her head in place, became wet with what he had deposited in her hair. But he was mostly impressed by how enthusiastic his young lover's kissing was in return. Lucy was on fire and couldn't hold herself back. To begin with, she had enjoyed sucking him off, while she was the one in control, running the show. But as soon as he took over and started to fuck her roughly it had just been painful and she had wanted it to stop. When he had restrained her, though, things changed. She knew she was powerless, helpless. The thought of being able to do absolutely nothing about this stranger using her mouth for his own perverted pleasure began to turn her on. As he had resumed his face fucking, her pussy began to get wet again. It seemed that her body liked being used and abused and she was utterly ashamed of herself. It was still painful, and her mouth felt as though it was on fire. But the pain just turned her on more. She chided herself for being so debased to enjoy, let alone permit, what was happening to her. And she had permitted it. She hadn't once complained or refused him. She had let him do whatever he wanted to do and had enjoyed every moment of it. She hadn't let any of her boyfriends ever cum in her mouth. That was just gross. But the stranger, now her Master, didn't give her the option and she knew she had to take it. But she didn't care now. In fact once she realised what was going to happen, she wanted it and relished the white liquid squirting into her mouth. The taste was not as bad as she had expected and she was actually disappointed that most of the rest of it ended up on her face and in her hair. She was surprised when he had kissed her. She was not expecting that. She didn't think guys liked to taste their own cum, but this guy obviously did. After the brutality of the last few minutes, she enjoyed the softer touch of their tongues together and found the idea of his cum moving from mouth to mouth exciting. She longed for him now. Her pussy was aching, as well as being wet. Through the kissing, her mouth conveyed to him all that her body desired, that she didn't want this to be over yet. The kiss continued, much longer than Steve had anticipated. But it felt so good and he was still surprised at the vigour his young captive was applying herself with. Eventually though, he pulled himself away and took a good look at the woman who was now his slut. And she was definitely a slut, he concluded. After practically raping her mouth like he had just done, she should be upset. She should feel violated, used and hurt. She should be hiding her gaze from him, crying, head lowered wondering how she got into that situation. But she wasn't. She was looking straight up at him and he saw lust in her eyes like he'd not seen before. He knew now that she had enjoyed what had just happened to her. He didn't really understand why, but didn't really care. He also knew that she needed to be fucked. She needed him to take her. Lucy had felt horny quite often. But what she felt now was not just horny. What she felt now was pure animal lust. It was need. Her body was aching and, although the feelings were all new to her, they felt so natural. She had wanted sex before, but this was the first time she felt like she needed sex. Yes, she thought. She didn't just want it, she needed it. Her heart was beating fast and her breathing was heavy. She stared into his eyes as if to say "what the fuck are you waiting for, come and use your dirty slut" and the anticipation of what was about to happen, the waiting for it, just made it worse and she could feel her juices begin to run down her leg. It was going to happen wasn't it? She now began to worry that he wouldn't do it. He had been stood there for a while and didn't seem to be making any effort to move any time soon. The tension was killing her. He can't deny her now? She needed him to fuck her. Why wouldn't he? Thankfully, she noticed that his penis was beginning to harden again and she convinced herself that it wouldn't be long now. Steve still couldn't believe the situation. He could see the longing in her eyes. Usually, he needed a little while between his first and second courses. And usually, second time around, he needed a bit of assistance to get there. But not today. He was pleased to see that his erection was now almost there, all by itself. It wasn't hard to understand why though and he was keen to resume his activities with his slut, but also wanted to make the most of this time. He knew that the anticipation would be doing more to her than him. He had just cum, after all. The longing in her eyes just seemed to get deeper. Now, at full mast, he couldn't hold himself back any longer. "Get up" he told her, sternly. She rose to her feet as quickly as she could, bearing in mind her hands were still tied behind her back. She wanted to please him and didn't want to delay what she now knew was coming, and she was impressed with how well she had managed, hardly wobbling at all. He grabbed her arms and marched her back to his car. Roughly he bent her over what was left of his bonnet and pushed her cum-covered face onto the metal surface. He then kicked her ankles apart so he could get better access to the prize between her legs as he prepared himself to take her virginity. She hadn't quite expected it to be like this. It was always going to be romantic, with a guy whom she was madly in love with, in a candle-lit room on a bed covered in rose petals. He would tell her how much he loved her and they would make slow, passionate love to the sound of romantic music. But instead, she was naked on the side of a public road, bent over a smashed up BMW with her wrists tied together behind her back and her face covered in cum. The man who was about to penetrate her for the first time was a complete stranger whom she didn't even know the name of. But she yearned for him. Her pussy was aching for his cock and was dripping wet in anticipation. Steve stood there, pressing her against his car, and stared at her ass as it stuck up before him. She had a cute ass. Not too big, but very shapely. From this angle he couldn't make out her pussy, but he enjoyed watching his captive before he used her body for the second time. He knew she wanted it. And he wasn't going to let her down. After what seemed like an age to Lucy, he finally did it. He plunged into her slowly. Her sister, Christina, had told her that everybody's first time was painful, hers certainly was, but that after then it should get better and by the third or fourth time she may begin to enjoy it. So Lucy had braced herself for the pain she was expecting. But it didn't come. She must have been so wet that the intruding cock just slipped right into her cunt. It didn't feel painful at all, it just felt good. She felt full, though, and she thought he must be in all the way, which he was. Lucy wasn't the only one who was feeling good. The feel of her tight, wet cunt felt incredible around his cock. He hadn't ever taken anyone's virginity before and was expecting a bit more resistance. But it didn't come and he was soon all the way in. He bathed in the feel of her pussy for a moment and then, grabbing her wrists, began to fuck her. He wasn't gentle. He wasn't making love to her. He was fucking her, and he fucked her for all he was worth. With each of his thrusts, her legs were bashing into the side of the car and her breasts were scraping along the top of the bonnet. Lucy's arms were aching as she felt him pull her bound wrists, but she wasn't bothered. All her focus was on the cock that was ravishing her virgin pussy and she moaned loudly as he took her. She didn't think sex would feel this good. She was high as a kite and it wasn't long before she could feel something building up between her legs. Sure enough, she came violently and screamed as her orgasm took over. Steve didn't let up, but kept pumping her. He was taken by how soon she came, and how intense the orgasm had been and it wasn't long before he was there too. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her hard, erupting deep into her body. He let out a roar as one of the most intense orgasms of his life took over. He continued to pump her slowly extracting every last drop. They came down from their highs together, and were both breathing heavily. It took Lucy a while to recover herself. But she felt wonderful. She had never felt so alive. She continued to enjoy the feel of his manhood inside her. That was amazing, she thought to herself, and she basked in the feeling of being fulfilled. Steve was a bit shell-shocked. He had looked forward to a long, hard fuck, but after all that it had actually only lasted less than two minutes. Maybe he shouldn't have fucked her so hard, but he knew he needed to. But he couldn't be disappointed. His orgasm was hard and he now felt great. He pulled out of her and unfastened his belt, releasing her captives wrists. Her arms ached, after being restricted for that time. She didn't know how long. It probably wasn't very long, but felt like it had been ages. She pushed herself up from the car and turned around to look at her master. He now had a huge grin on his face and she couldn't help but chuckle at it. "It looks like you enjoyed that!" he said to her. She smiled, gingerly, not able to speak momentarily. "That was incredible!" he told her. "I'm going to enjoy taking you over and over again." He had quickly snapped back to normal and wasn't in his new "Master" persona. Chatty again, he seemed like a completely different person to Lucy and she was relieved to return to a certain amount of normality. Suddenly, she was aware of her nudity again, and became embarrassed, even after what had just happened. But he turned away. Opening the car door he reached into the glove compartment and passed her a box of tissues. "Think you might need these" he smiled. Lucy had forgotten the cum that covered her face and gladly took the box from him. She quickly wiped the cum from her face and her chest, but Steve had to point out the cum in her hair and it took her a while to get out what she could, although she would need to wash it properly to get it all out. Then she realised she also needed to clean herself down below. There was cum leaking from her pussy, now half way down her thigh. After sorting herself out, she was pleased to see Steve pass her clothes, which had been left on the other side of the road. But as she sorted through them, she couldn't see her bra or her pants. "No underwear for you" he told her. Her missing garments were still in his hand, and he threw then in the back of his car. She smiled, knowing that she would do what he told her. She quickly pulled her jeans up and buttoned her blouse. The feel of her naked breasts against the blouse felt good, although she was a little worried when she noticed that the shape of her nipples was clearly visible pointing through. Then she figured, compared to the fucking she had just received this probably wasn't worth worrying about. "We should probably do something about this accident we've just had" Steve said. Initially not quite sure what he meant by that, she quickly remembered why all of this had happened - the car crash. Steve already had a notepad out, and was writing down his details. Passing the pad to Lucy, he asked her to do the same. She noticed his name. Steve. He didn't look like a Steve, but she guessed that didn't matter. To her he was Master. Funny, she always expected to know the name of the man who would take her virginity before he did the deed. Once she was done, she ripped out his details and passed it back. He looked over her details to check she had put everything down. "Now we have a contract, which means I get to do what I just did to you whenever I like, but also that I take the blame for this. Which is what I will do, but not yet, it's too late today. Is there someone you can ring, to get you home?" Lucy had already thought about calling her dad and was trying to work out how to phrase it. She got her phone out and started to walk away from Steve, as though to get a bit of privacy. Steve looked on at the young lady he had just had the best sex of his life with and thought through the possibilities of the next three months. He looked at her face, that lovely young mouth as she talked, her pretty face with full cheeks and small nose, and those lovely, deep brown eyes. She was special, no doubt about that. She hung up, put her phone away and walked back towards him. "He's not happy, but he's on his way. Should be only ten minutes." "Good." Steve couldn't resist, walked up to her, pulled her body close and gave her another kiss. This one was less passionate - more tender - and lasted for a couple of minutes. Then he stepped back, took his phone out and made a call to one of his mates to ask to be collected. Once that was sorted, the two of them were sat on the side of the road. There wasn't really anything to talk about. They both sat there thinking about what had just happened. Steve was still pinching himself. He couldn't have made it up. How on earth had he just been able to do that? He was rubbish with women, really. He continued his earlier thoughts about what he could do over the next few months. Lucy was also wondering how that had happened. She had decided that overall she was glad it had happened, and was still glowing in the aftermath of her orgasm even though it had been a while now. But she still couldn't reconcile herself with being a slut yet. Being his slut. Letting him do whatever he wanted to her. But whenever she tried to rationalise and think through the logical reaction and the reasonable thing to do, her body reminded her of the orgasms she had just experienced that let her know she wanted more. What she found hard to take was the fact he had forced himself on her, he had just taken her, and that was what had excited her so much. She managed to convince herself to just not think now, and soon enough her dad was approaching. "This is him" she told her as she got up and waved him down. "I'll be in touch" he replied sternly, before letting out a smile, knowing he would not be able to discuss their arrangement now her Dad was here. "Oh my God! Are you alright?" Lucy's dad ran straight up to her as soon as he pulled up and got out the car, and hugged her tightly. "Yes, I'm fine Dad, don't worry." He continued to hug her. After a while he looked over the damage. "You said you were going to be careful, Lucy." "It's my fault, sir" Steve said, as he walked up towards the father and daughter. "I was going too fast and Lucy really had no chance. I'll get in touch with the insurers and sort it all out. Your car isn't looking great though." "No, I can see that. But how did you manage that? My car is a wreck. And you could have killed my daughter!" Steve didn't reply. "But as long as she is safe, I guess we'll worry about the damage later." He looked down at her and kissed her on the forehead. "Do you have his insurance details?" "Yes, Dad, we've sorted all that out. I think I just need to get home now." Her dad pulled away from her and walked over to inspect the damage in detail. The man was right - the car was probably a write-off. "How did your car fare?" he asked Steve. "Not quite as bad as yours, but I think it'll need a lot of work. Listen, I'm really sorry and hope that we get this sorted out quickly." "Me too." Lucy's Dad was upset with what had happened, but knew he could do nothing about it and was just glad Lucy was alright. "Right young lady, let's get you home." Lucy was impressed by how enthusiastically Steve had admitted blame. Then she remembered how enthusiastically he had just fucked her and decided he would be doing his best to make sure he got to do it over and over again. She joined her dad and sat in her mum's car (he clearly couldn't have used his own). In the passenger seat this time. Her Dad was not going to let her crash both cars today. She smiled sweetly to Steve and waved through the window, before the car drove off into the distance.