Me? Play mean?

Mister Wren got back to the car only to find Ana in the driver's seat, sitting next to the wide open door with her legs spread and her panties pulled to the side and an expression of intense concentration on her face as she pistoned a dildo in and out of her sloppy cunt as fast as her arm would allow it. "Let me guess," he said with a chuckle, watching with delight in his eyes as she started in sudden awareness of his presence. "You thought that when I went to go take a leak, you were just going to slip away and make a break for it and worry about finding the rest of your clothes later, huh?" Ana's brow furrowed in fear and shame and concern… but she didn't stop masturbating. She couldn't.

Wren rested his hand on her knee, knowing that the intimacy of even a simple touch would drive Ana even deeper into the frenzy of lust that consumed her. "But when you wriggled up to the front seat and you opened that door to get out, you felt all wet and needy and desperate, straight out of nowhere, and it occurred to you that if you could just get off before you made a break for it then your head would be clearer and your mind wouldn't be so mushy and you'd have an easier time escaping. Is that right? How am I doing with these guesses, sweetie?" Ana nodded, a blush darkening her light brown cheeks as the awareness of her own pathetic predictability made her fuck herself that much harder. The petite young woman looked so adorable when she was cramming a dildo into her soaking cunt.

"And you were sure you were so horny, so wet and ready to pop off, that all you needed to do was get that dildo out of the glove compartment--the one you knew was there--and it would only take you, what, a few seconds to make yourself cum?" Ana nodded again, her expression sheepish as Mister Wren's description made it obvious just how expected her futile burst of defiance actually was. She couldn't talk, apart from a few keening whimpers that sapped the rest of her eloquence and made it abundantly clear just how lost in arousal she'd become, but Wren had done this a few times and he knew just what the look on her face meant.

"But you've been trying and trying and trying, and you didn't know where I was or why I was taking so long but you've secretly been hoping I would come back for a while now, and you've been hoping that because you can't cum without permission and I'm the only one who can give it because I'm your Master and you're so grateful to see me even though it makes you feel so weak and pathetic to be caught like this and you don't know what to do with any of those emotions so why don't you just CUM." Wren let his voice gradually slide into a coaxing, hypnotic tone as he watched her face go slack with concentration, and he put so much emphasis on the final word that Ana instantly understood that she was hearing an inescapable command. Her whole body tensed in climax, the whimpers becoming loud, desperate wails, and any hopes she might have had of escape evaporated when she couldn't stop cumming until she passed out from sheer pleasure. Wren manhandled her body into the passenger seat, got back into the car, and continued on to their eventual destination.