Date: Fri, 18 Sep 2020 09:25:56 +0200 From: Lolo Lolo Subject: Megan's journey chapter 5 Chapter 5 Megan eventually got up and after her shower she dressed in slacks and a floral blouse. She wore practical underwear and phoned her gynaecologist. She made an appointment for later that morning and went down to breakfast. She found that both her dad or step mom was not around, and she took her coffee and switched the TV on in the theatre room. She chose some random movie but her thoughts were not on what's happening on the TV. Her thoughts kept on straying to the events of the previous night and this morning. She was in a constant state of arousal and she eventually switched the TV off and decided to drive around until it was time for her appointment. She cruised the neighbourhood for about an hour and then stopped at the doctor's rooms. The receptionist greeted her warmly and indicated for her to take a seat. She didn't wait long and the visit was short and to the point. The gynaecologist suggested an injection which would prevent her from having to refill a script and Megan readily agreed. She didn't want to explain pills if it was accidentally discovered. She left the doctors rooms and immediately texted Malcom and informed him. She had to relay the good news to him. She got a non-committal answer from him which frustrated her terribly. She drove around for another hour and when there was still no further reply from Malcom she headed home. She was feeling really disillusioned. That was not the reply she was hoping for and she felt rather insecure. Admittedly she didn't want to have a relationship with him but she also want to explore where this might go. She was emotional and didn't realize exactly how much until she gave a sob. Pulling the car onto the shoulder of the road she placed her head in her hands and sobbed and cried into her hands covering her face. When the sobs finally subsided she looked into the rear-view mirror and noticed what a mess her makeup had made. She wiped her face removing most of her makeup and drove back home. She stopped in front of the door and tossed the keys to the butler. She ran up the stairs to her room and opened the door. Red rose petals covered her bed. It was stark contrast to the white duvet. In the middle of the bed was a ribbon tied box and there was a note attached to the ribbon. `My darling Megan. I know it's a late gift but I couldn't give this to you last night. I had help smuggling this in but it's something I think you would like. Once you have opened it I want you to try it on and send me pictures.' It was signed with Malcolm's name and her heart was a-flutter. She grabbed the box with so much excitement that she almost lost her balance. Righting herself she tore at the ribbons. Inside she found what looked like a bikini. Curiously she pulled the top out. It looked way too small. It was just some strings and two very small little triangles for covering her nipples. Even that was made of netting material which would show everything underneath. She then removed the bottoms. It was the same idea. Three little strings connecting a very small triangular patch. The patch was made of the same netting material and looked rather small. She softly closed the bedroom door and locked it. It wouldn't do if anyone walked in while she was dressed like that. She quickly undressed and stood naked next to the bed. She took the top and fastened the bottom string to the back of her neck. She pulled the bottom strings behind her back and with some struggle managed to knot them. Her assumption was correct. The patches of material barely contained her nipples and areola. Luckily her areolas were small otherwise the material would have done nothing to contain them. Next she stepped into the bottoms. She pulled them up and the string pulled between her buttocks the front triangle settled over her slit but that is all it covered. It left her shaved pubic area completely exposed. It was also so tiny on the sides that her outer lips were partially exposed. Not that really mattered considering that the netting did nothing to hide her pussy. She went and stood in front of the full length mirror in her bathroom. Taking her phone she took several pics from the front. She had to twist her body to get pictures of the back. She sent them all to Malcom. She got a reply as she walked back to her room. It simply read `keep it on. Get dressed in a dress and I'll meet you at Starbucks.' Giggling inward at the naughtiness of it all she chose a short flowery summer dress asked the butler to have her car fetched. She drove out to Starbucks and found that Malcom was not there yet. She got a table near the entrance and slid onto the chair. She felt giddy and it showed. The thin material of the dress did nothing to hide her poking nipples. Malcom arrived soon after and joined her at the table. He kissed her cheek and sat down across from her. "Do you like my present?" he asked her. "I definitely do. It's very small and revealing though. Can't believe it's classed as a bikini. No way anyone would wear this in public." She replied. He had a naughty grin on his face. "Let's find out shall we!" he said getting up. "You can leave your car here. We are going somewhere. You will go with me." He didn't hesitate. He was confident that she would follow him and immediately made for the door. She hesitantly got up and followed apprehensively. When she exited the shop he was standing next to his car holding the passenger door open. "I can't just leave my car here!" she exclaimed. "You will if you know what's good for you!" he said in a commanding voice. His tone made it clear that he was not to be disobeyed. She grudgingly climbed in the passenger side and he closed the door. He slid into the driver side and started the engine up. He pulled out into the road and the headed out on the country road. He stopped at a filling station but pulled into one of the parking bays. "I want you to be totally devoted to me. I've known you for your whole lifetime and you know I would never do anything to bring you harm. Now I ask you to trust me. The rewards will outweigh the risk." He told her with conviction and honesty. "Do you accept that?" Her heart was doing flip flops. He was a dream come true. "Yes" she answered him softly. "Well then. I want you to remove your dress!" he demanded. "Pardon?" she stammered. She was shocked. They were in public. Anybody could look in and see how little she was wearing. "You heard me. Take your dress off and hand it to me!" he demanded yet again. His eyes bore into hers. They were almost hypnotic in their intensity. Her body was on fire. Every part of her body wanted to obey him but a tiny part of her mind resisted and was putting up a fight. "I can't" she stammered. "Everyone will see" "Last time. Take off the dress and hand it to me or I take you home and we call it quits". She could see he was serious. She was so conflicted. She didn't want to end this, whatever this was. He was asking the world though and she really wasn't sure if she can give it to him. He turned away from her and started the car. It looked like he was making good on his threat. He looked her again. She sat with her hands in her lap. The indecision wracked her brain. He pulled the car out the service station and turned back towards home. As he pulled into the road she said in a low voice "OK." "What? I didn't hear you." He asked. "OK. I'll do it." She said louder. Her head hung down. She didn't want to look him in the eyes. She was a bit frightened thinking what she had gotten herself into. He pulled onto the shoulder of the road. She lifted her bum off the seat and pulled the dress out from underneath her. She could feel him watching her intently. She pulled the dress over her head and without looking at him trusts it toward him. She felt him take it from her and she could feel the blush taking over. She peeked at him and he was grinning. Thankfully the road was quiet so she felt a little less exposed. She saw him push her dress crumbled up between his legs and pulled the car in a quick u turn. They were heading back to where he was taking her. She wanted to ask him where they were going but he was fixed on the road driving. She recognized the look. Her dad always got the same expression when he was enjoying the drive and the car. She decided to keep quiet. Dad never liked distractions and she suspected Malcom might be the same. The road had become a lot busier as they approached the city. About five minutes into the drive Malcom opened his window. The sudden airflow rushed into the car. It whipped her long hair around and as she grabbed it she saw him taking her dress from between the legs and toss it out the window. "What the fuck are you doing?!" she shouted at him. Her dress immediately billowed out of view, lost to the winds. She tried to slap him but the seatbelt restrained her enough for the hit to be totally ineffective. He grinded the car to a halt on the road shoulder. He had a sadistic grin on his face. She tried slapping him again but he easily grabbed her wrist. "You want it. You go fetch it." He told her matter of factly. "No, you bastard. You threw it out. You fetch it. Take me home!" she demanded. She was struggling to get her wrist out of his steely grip. "You have two choices. You either fetch your dress now or I drive you into the city and park in the busiest part of town where everyone passing can see you naked. I will even make it worse then. Right now you are still in a bikini. Then I will make sure that you have nothing on. I will take that bikini off you. Forcefully if I have to" he snickered. "Take me home right now!!!" she demanded again. And he just plainly ignored her struggle to get her hand back. She was starting to hope that one of the passing cars would see her struggling and stop. She didn't care if they saw her like this. She whimpered on the edge of tears. "I told you. You will submit to me before I let us go any further. This is a test of commitment and you are not doing too well. Fetch your dress and I will take you back to your car." Her body visibly sagged with resignation. She gave in. there was no rescue for her and he let go of her hand. She released the seatbelt clip and opened the door. She hesitated and listened for any cars. She didn't hear any. The road was quiet for now. She climbed out and using the car as a shield she looked to see if she can see the dress. She caught a glimpse of the bright yellow of the material low in a tree across the road about a quarter mile back. It would mean she had to cross the road and walk that distance completely exposed. The land was flat on both sides of the road with nowhere to hide. The dress had snagged on the only lonesome tree as far as the eye could see. It wasn't even really a tree. It was more like a big shrub. She checked the road to both sides. It was thankfully empty and she stepped out from behind the vehicle and crossed the road. She felt completely naked and she realized that in theory she actually was. The bikini wasn't worth the material it was made out off. The going went well and she was halfway when she heard the roaring of an approaching vehicle. She suddenly felt like a deer frozen in headlights. She started sprinting towards the bush hoping she could use it as cover before the vehicle gets close. Her legs pumped and she felt the thin string of the bikini bottoms creeping into her pussy. "What a sight I must" be she thought to herself as she ran. Her breasts bounced with each step and her top moved uncovering her nipples. She didn't bother correcting the fit. Her only though was the shrub. She was within five feet when a car hooted behind her and it sped past. All she saw was the panel vans break lights flashing on as the driver must have hit the brakes hard. It didn't surprise her. If she was a man and a girl ran on the side of the road half naked she would stop as well. She reached the bush and horridly grabbed her dress. She immediately pulled it over her head and turned to go back to the car. The panel van reversed to alongside her and a hippy like guy tried to engage her in conversation. She just ignored him and kept on walking. "Ah come on baby. Don't you want to talk to me?" he had slang in his words. He was obviously not from around here. She just kept on walking and he must have decided to give up because he stopped and pulled away. She glanced over her shoulder and noticed the van disappearing into the distance. She reached the car and slid thank fully into the passenger seat. She got a shock. Malcom was sitting with his jeans unzipped. His cock hard and at full attention. He had about seven inches and was grasping his shaft. There was pre cum on his engorged head. It looked delicious. "That was such a big turn on. Watching you walk like that in public. Then you were running with your arse bouncing up and down. I almost made myself cum just watching that" he told her. He was masturbating himself slowly. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. The glisten of pre cum wetting his head as his skin covered and uncovered his purple head. Unconsciously she had reached for her own centre of pleasure. She reached out with her other hand to take him into her hand and he stopped her. "Just watch. You deserve to see what that exhibition did to me" he told her with his voice low and breathless. She pushed the little string aside that had crept between her pussy lips and felt the hot sticky wetness of her own juices. She sighed as she slipped a finger into her hot opening. She watched him masturbating faster and faster and she followed suit. Her own breaths came shorter and shallower. She knew orgasm was close at hand and a loud "oh God" escaped her. "Baby, come for daddy" he breathed as he released his cum all over the bottom of his t shirt. Megan watched in her own orgasmic daze as his cock jerked and spewed forth streams and streams of cum. Her own orgasm seemed to match every contraction of his cock. Almost like their orgasm was in sync. She didn't come down from the high of her orgasm for a long time. He had leaned over and had pulled her torso into his strong arms. They just sat there. Cars driving past and he didn't release her until she had finally come down. He leaned and kissed her in a long sweet and sensitive kiss. "Thank you. You are mine" he whispered in her ear afterwards. The drive back to her car was chirpy. He told her that they would had to wait for at least a week before engaging in sex as to make sure the birth control had taken full effect. He also told her that every morning before she gets dressed she has to text him. He will have tasks for her to complete. He told her to research exhibitionism and dogging as those were big fantasies of his. He also told her to make a list of her own fantasies and send it to him. He dropped her off at her car and said his good byes. He didn't step out the vehicle as his cum had made marks on his shirt. Megan took a dreamy drive home. They didn't fuck but hell she actually enjoyed the aftermath of her walk tremendously. The fear and shame were completely forgotten.