Emma slipped some Lynyrd Skynyrd into the CD player and put the car in gear. I slumped comfortably against the door letting the strains of southern rock soothe my sated soul as the gloriously memories of the last two hours bombarded me. The music was smooth and laid back, and just what I needed. Man, what a fucking trip Sappho's had been. There were just so many unbelievable things about that wonderful place. I definitely wanted to go there again with Emma; hopefully very soon. Just being in that place was the bomb, and being her date was absolutely amazing. But, what was really amazing though, was learning what a player Emma is in her secret world. The way she was regarded by the staff and some of the patrons and by Lady Heather said volumes. My long time, best friend Emma was someone I didn't recognize and she was blowing my lily white, vanilla mind. Emma had thoroughly enjoyed showing me off at Sappho's. She was definitely in her element and the whole experience was wonderfully enlightening. Just being with her had been one hell of a thrill ride. I had learned a lot about myself and my body was still tingling.
We hadn't even gotten out of the parking lot at Sappho's when Emma snickered as she stopped the car. I was still caught up in the buzz from Sappho's and just smiled at her wondering. She smiled coyly and blew me a kiss as she adjusted all the outlets at my titties. Then she triumphantly flipped the AC on high. The ice cold air bombarded my bare nipples. Damn, she loved her little games. She had that special knack for making things exciting and I loved it.
Emma giggled and pressed the accelerator. My nipples started to harden under the onslaught of the frigid air. Emma busied herself with driving and I was content to just to ride and let the music wash over me. I needed the time to re-energize after the barrage of shattering orgasms Emma had just brought me to. The little dildo in my panties was silent which was nice for now. I kept replaying the events of the last two hours in my brain. So much had happened and small vignettes of my glorious experiences kept appearing in full Technicolor. The thoughts and images made me quiver and I felt moist again. I wouldn't soon forget my first trip to Sappho's. It was one hell of an adventure.
The city disappeared behind us and we traveled through the scenic rolling hills of the country side. I didn't have any idea where we were going and I didn't care. My day had been wonderful so far and I looked forward to wherever we were going. I suppose I should have been more concerned where Emma was taking me, but there's no excitement in that. So far Emma had proven to be quite creative regarding our travel agenda. I didn't see any reason that any of that would change now. Wherever we were going I knew she would be in be in charge and I'd willingly do whatever I was told to do. That's who I wanted to be and Emma knew it and I expected would take advantage of it. The thought made me warm and fuzzy.
As I watched the trees zip by I stopped thinking about the morning fun and began wondering what our next stop held in store for me. Emma hadn't given me any hint other than to say we had a big day ahead of us. So far she hadn't spoken at all during the ride and she was smiling like she was very happy. The cold air made my nipples hard and pointy. From time to time she would sneak a quick glance at my tits and reach over to tweak one of my very hard nipples poking through the open tipped bra. It was heavenly. I felt so naughty being her slutty little sex toy.
We drove what seemed like forever, and then Emma turned down a narrow one lane road that went on and on. Wherever east Jesus was, we were farther out than that. Finally she slowed and turned into a long tree lined driveway up to a circular turnaround in front of a huge, very impressive Colonial style mansion.
Emma stared at me for a minute like she was going to say something, but said nothing. She climbed out of the car and came around, opened my door and took my leash. I stood and she kissed me softly and whispered in my ear, "You don't need the skirt or the bra, leave them in the car." I didn't hesitate. I unbuttoned the skirt and let it fall and quickly unfastened the bra and shrugged it off. I stood proudly in just my heels and the special rubber panties and smiled expectantly at her. She pointed down and I picked the skirt up, folded it and laid it and the bra on the seat. I felt good being naked, well mostly naked. I didn't totally grasp why, but being so exposed was fucking exhilarating.
Emma headed toward the house walking slowly like a fashion model with me in tow. She was swaying her hips like a sex pot and she looked fucking hot. The weight of the leash tugging against my neck heightened my sexual consciousness. It was heady stuff. I savored the experience of following behind Emma on the leash. I marveled again at Emma's grace and style as she climbed the stairs. Her dress flashed open, baring her legs all the way to her beautiful ass every time she took a step. Damn she was one sexy lady and I realized just how very lucky I was.
She pressed her finger against the bell and immediately the ornate leaded glass door opened. I followed Emma through the doorway and stood slightly behind her like a good slut should. We were met by a petite lady with mysteriously dark, huge almond shaped eyes and closely cropped platinum hair with an unruly tuft in the front. Damn, she could easily have passed for Annie Lennox. Her looks were so unique and I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
She was wearing a beautifully tailored black skirt, clunky black heels and a form fitting heavily starched white blouse. The blouse was custom made with darts sewn in so that the material molded perfectly against her gigantic breasts. The top three buttons were undone which created a deep vee of gorgeous tit flesh. Jesus, she was delicious. Her creamy white skin went perfectly with her hair and it appeared that she wasn't wearing any makeup. Looking at her one way she was almost plain, yet she was absolutely alluring and mystifying as hell and I was thoroughly captivated by her. Damn, so far today had been a red letter day for me when it came to being infatuated with beautiful women.
They came together softly hugging affectionately the way lovers do, staring into each other's eyes for a long minute before Emma leaned down and kissed her friend. Their arms entwined slowly around each other and their huge tits pressed softly together as they embraced. Their breathing became louder and erratic as I watched their tongues dart back and forth and their hands roamed over each other's body. It was a one hell of a turn on watching them make out and mash their tits against one another. I was tingling and wet and warm. Their kissing and petting started to slow and after several light pecks on the lips, Emma whispered softly, "Lenore, this is Amy."