Rod and Shelby Redline | By : IrishScottDragonGirl Category: +1 through F > Cars Views: 1963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 8. – Masquerade –
Two months later: Shelby had the day off, so she had time to get everything ready. The first thing she did, was to send an invitation to Rod. Once that was done, Shelby headed over to her favorite body shop. A short time later: Rod was ecstatic when he received a small vase with one red rose. It had a note with it. -In French- 'Mon Amant, rencontre moi à mon condo quand tu auras fini. J'ai quelque chose de spécial prévu pour nous.’ (‘My Lover, meet me at my condo when you are done. I have something special planned for us.’) When they saw the rose and note, some of the more macho agents gave Rod a hard time about getting a romantic note. Rod tried to silence them with an icy stare. But when that didn’t work, he gave them extra physical training with the agency’s toughest physical trainer. At the body shop: "You want what!?" Morgan said “I want to make sure I’m hearing you correctly.” "I want you to fix me up just like this… please.” Shelby said as she showed him a picture of what she wanted. “I’ve seen some of your work. I know your more than talented.” Morgan's assistant, Lisa, was also staring at Shelby. “Shelby, are you aware of what you’re asking us to do?” Lisa asked “I don’t mean to be rude, I-I-I it’s not your style.” "I know it isn’t, but it’s something I’ve been wanting to do. Rod loves role playing games.” Shelby said “Just make it temporary, I'll go back to my regular paint job tomorrow." "If you want to do this I’ll do it… I'm just saying that… you know, I'm shocked. It’s not every day I have one of my clients ask for that kind of paint job." Morgan said “Give me a few moments, I’ll need to set up some special equipment.” "Rodney will have a hard time keeping his tires off of you.” Lisa said playfully “We need you to take a shower before we get to work on you.” She tossed Shelby a towel and led her to the back. As she showered: Shelby thought back to her youth. When she was a teenager she had some of the wildest and most astonishing paint jobs you have ever seen. However, in her freshman year of medical school, Shelby went back to her natural color because they discouraged wild paint jobs. After her shower, Lisa led Shelby to a paint booth designed for this kind of work. Morgan had everything she had asked for laid out on a table. Once Shelby had approved everything, Morgan and Lisa got to work on her.
Around six pm.: Rod entered Shelby's condominium. "Mon Amour, je suis là, où es-tu? (My Love, I’m here, where are you?)" Rod called out, but he got no response. “Shelby are you home?” Rod noticed that Shelby had purple candles spread around the living room. The dim glow made the room feel romantic. “Hellwo.” a little voice said “Hellwo, hellwo, hellwo.” “Padmé, is that you?” Rod asked “Padmé, here kitty kitty kitty.” “Hellwo.” said a blue pointed Siamese cat, as she came walking around the couch. Her blue eyes and rhinestone collar sparkling in the dim lights. “Hellwo… hellwo.” “Shelby needs to teach you a new word, that’s getting annoying.” Rod said as he picked her up. “Where are your sisters? Most importantly where’s Shelby?” Padmé just jabbered at him, making all kinds of weird sounds that Siamese cats are known to make. Some movement in the corner attracted Rod’s attention. A white Turkish Angora with one blue eye and one green eye jumped up on the buffet. “There’s Ghost.” Rod said “Now all we have to do is find Penny. If we find her, we’ll find Shelby.” Padmé just meowed back. Rod noticed a path that seemed to lead across the floor. There were some rose petals scattered around, clearly the cats had been playing with them. Rod laid his briefcase on the couch before he started to look for Shelby. He jumped slightly when all of the living room lights suddenly flickered on. On the other side of the room, stood Shelby. A Bombay cat with copper colored eyes sat on her hood. “It’s about fucking time you got here.” Shelby growled “I’ve been waiting on you.” “I’m sorry Shelby.” Rod said “Something came up at the last moment.” Penny creeped off Shelby’s hood and quietly walked over and greeted Rod. Padmé jumped off Rod’s hood and started batting at Penny playfully. When Rod looked at Ghost again, she hissed at him before making a beeline to the back part of the condominium. “I can see Miss Antisocial is still being antisocial.” Rod said with light humor “You need to teach her that strangers aren’t going to hurt her.” Padmé and Penny just meowed in response. “What do you expect, she was a rescue. I’ve only had her for three months, Ghost is starting to be friendlier to strangers.” Shelby growled “Girls, I need some alone time, why don’t you go play?” Rod was shocked when the cats turned almost in unison and walked away.
Rod finally saw what Shelby was wearing… practically nothing. She had been painted a metallic purple color, a rhinestone ‘Fuck Me’ choker was around her front bumper. Fancy chains were wrapped around her body and attached to her breasts. She wore very a ornate masquerade mask. Each one of her tire rims had rhinestones in them. Topping it all off, Shelby had a fine gold G-string and a rhinestone heart shaped labia clip attached to her folds. Every time Shelby would move, the chains would sparkle in the candlelight. Rod felt his penis twitch with pleasure and excitement. However, he didn't notice how intensely Shelby was staring at him as he made a b-line straight for her. When Rod was half way to Shelby, he brought something out from behind his tire. They were a dozen yellow roses. He was so turned on by Shelby's appearance that Rod failed to notice a device laying in the middle of the floor. The minute he rolled a crossed the center of the room, Shelby hit a button. A moment later, Rod felt something snap around his rear axles. “I wouldn’t try to get out of those.” Shelby said “I know how strong you are, so I use maximum-security restraints.” Rod used his front tires, and tried to pull out of the device, but it was useless. During the struggle, the roses fell to the floor. Shelby picked up a riding crop and slowly made her way to Rod. "Well that was easier than I thought it would be." Shelby grumbled as she circled around Rod, running the riding crop a long his side. "How typical of intelligence officers like you, thinking with your dick and not your brain… You're not very 'intelligent' if I got you to roll into my trap." Rod didn't know what to say, she was right. Shelby was able to trap him with very little effort. “You’re forgetting, I’ve retired from doing field work.” Rod snapped “If I was still an active agent, this wouldn’t have happened.” “Sure it would.” Shelby said as she picked the roses up and inhaled their flowery scent before tilting her hood. “You couldn't wait to put your filthy, slimy, and disgusting tires on me. Well tonight… I'll show you how twisted I can be." Shelby drove around to Rod's rear and gave a hard whack on his bumper with the riding crop. Rod moaned in delight as he felt his penis start to harden. "Shelby, what's the meaning of this?" He retorted with sarcasm, Rod was catching on that she was playing with him. “If you wanted to play, all you had to do was ask.” "SHUT UP, I DIDN'T GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK!" Shelby shouted and gave him another hard whack on his rear bumper. “I have a little show set up for you."
Shelby sat an alcoholic drink down in front of Rod. Now that she had Rod at her mercy, Shelby wasn't going to let him go until she had melted him into a helpless puddle of desire. Rod soon realized that one of his wildest fantasies was about to play out. ‘So, Shelby is into this sort of thing after all’ he thought. There was just one small problem; he wanted to be the one in control. Being restrained in the middle of the floor wasn't exactly what Rod had in mind, but now that he was ‘enslaved’ it really wasn't that bad. Wonder, love, lust and pleasure dominated his hood, Shelby looked like a dark angel with smoldering green eyes. Shelby giggled, she knew she had him heart, mind, and at the moment, that extra-large dick of his. She drove in tight circles around Rod, so he could get a good look at what she was wearing. Rod's expression darkened, and Shelby knew he like what he saw. "Shelby please release me, I usually love this sort of thing, but I just don't have the patience for it tonight.” Rod said “I want to touch and feel you." Shelby just straightened up and smiled at him wickedly. "But Torque, it’s making me hot and bothered to see you restrained like that." Shelby said as she shivered with delight “I captured you, and now you’re going to do what I want, or else!” Rod turned to see her staring at him seductively with those green eyes, her body tilted to one side and swinging her riding crop around in a circle with one tire. The next thing Rod knew, Shelby started rubbing herself against him. A moan of pleasure deep in his throat, told Shelby he was enjoying what she was doing.
Shelby danced seductively around Rod, deliberately rubbing up against him, almost daring him to get out of her trap. Rod’s mind was a fog of desire as he watched her dance around him, breathless and speechless, he was thinking all kinds of hot and dirty things. From time to time he tried to touch her, but Shelby just danced out of the way. Shelby smirked at him, relishing the power that she held over him. She could tell that Rod was getting highly aroused by the noises he was making. It wasn’t long until Rod kept shifting around. Shelby knew he was getting uncomfortable. Taking pitty on him, she reached between Rod’s rear tires and felt a huge bulge in his codpiece. “Here, this should make things a little more comfortable for you!” Shelby said as she skillfully removed his underwear and codpiece. She tossed it in a corner. “Does that feel better? *Rod nodded as he moaned in relief.* Good… Now remove your jewelry.” Rod massaged himself, moaning as he slowly ran his tire up and down the length of his erection before removing his Eagle and Frenum Ring. Satisfied that Rod was following directions, she started to dance again. As Rod watched Shelby dance, he reached down and started pumping his erection. "How dare you!” Shelby grumbled when she finally saw what he was doing. “I’m dancing for my pleasure… not yours! STOP JACKING OFF!" She smacked his tires away from his erection. “I can’t help it.” Rod responded “My cock has a mind of its own. Besides, I like playing with myself.” “Normally I would let you… but not today!” Shelby snapped "I guess I'll have to torture you. Maybe you'll learn your lesson." A terrified look on Rod’s face told Shelby that she forgotten that he has been tortured for real. “Rodney! It’s okay!” Shelby lovingly said “You'll love this kind of torture." They spent a few minutes kissing. Rod knew that that Shelby wouldn’t really hurt him. Rod's terror quickly turned back into lust as the kiss was forceful, almost confrontational. When the kiss became heated, Shelby couldn't stand it and roughly pulled away from him. "Bad boy, and bad boys deserve a spanking." she said as she drove around to Rod's rear. Shelby didn’t spank him hard, but Rod's rear bumper was sore by the time she was done. "That's for making me hot and wet before I'm ready." She said “I hope you learned your lesson.”
Rod was really into the game now and he wanted to see what Shelby had planned. Rod never thought that he would be looking forward to being tortured. Shelby went to the bar and pulled out a vibrating stud ring. She showed it to Rod, turned it on, and slid it around his erection. He shuttered at the sensations. Then Shelby showed Rod a small metal bar with a sapphire in the end. Rod knew what it was, a penis plug. "Don't worry, I've cleaned and sterilized it." Shelby said as she prepared the end of Rod's penis with a cleaning solution. “All right, this might sting, but it should go away in a few minutes.” She carefully inserted the plug. Rod gasped as the plug sent a shock of both pain and pleasure through his entire body. Shelby backed away, admiring her work. The sapphire caught the light and sparkled brilliantly. Shelby was amazed that Rod’s penis was still rock hard. “How could you still be hard?” She asked “I’ve not been gentle with you… the rougher I get, the harder you get.” “It doesn’t matter what you do.” Rod said “Just thinking about you makes my cock hard… Please Shelby, release me. I want to fuck you so bad, I can barely stand it.” “Nope not yet, I’m not done torturing you.” Shelby said “You should enjoy this!” She stood in front of Rod and unclipped her labia clip. Shelby grabbed her folds with one of her front tires and began to fondle and rub her clit. It wasn’t long until Shelby got tired of playing with herself. "I want a huge dick in me right now.” Shelby moaned “I want it deep in me and I want to ride it all night long.” Rod panted in excitement, but he was disappointed when Shelby pulled out a familiar black box. Rod recognized it as the one holding his vibrator. When she pulled it out, he was surprised, it was a huge new one. Shelby stood in front of Rod. She kissed the head before putting it in her mouth and sucking on it. Shelby turned it on and rubbed it all over her body. Rod gaped speechlessly he could not believe it, he been replaced by a vibrator.
Shelby turned around and spread her rear wheels far apart enough to give Rod a glorious view of her opening. She shuddered as she put the vibrator between her rear tires. She knew that Rod was frustrated, but Shelby also knew that he was enjoying her show. Desperate for action, Shelby pushed the vibrator into herself. "Oh, Chrysler! It feels so good!" Shelby moaned “It’s almost as good as you.” The vibrations traveled up and down Shelby’s body. Rod thrust in time to her movements, wishing that it was him slamming into her. Watching Shelby pleasure herself was painfully sweet. She was getting off by her own tire and it was blowing Rod's mind. Shelby quickly got bored and took the slick, vibrator over to Rod, and put it into his mouth. He was startled, not quite sure what to make of it. But the taste of her fluids overrode Rod’s hesitation and he began sucking on it eagerly. He discovered that he enjoyed the texture and licked the vibrator clean. Moments later: Shelby drove to the bar. When she came out, she was wearing a strap on. Shelby danced over to Rod, shaking her ‘erection’ at him. “Suck it!” Shelby demanded as she put her front tires on his hood. “Then I’m going to fuck you.” Shelby felt Rod sucking on the dildo, moaning in delight. The next thing Rod knew, Shelby pulled out from under him. She took a tube of lubricant and drove around to Rod’s rear. Shelby lubed up her phallus before lubing Rod’s right tailpipe. After a few moments, she put her tires on Rod’s trunk and slowly started to penetrate him. Luckily for Rod, tailpipe sex had made itself a part of their regular sexual activities. Rod’s rear axles trembled and nearly collapsed as Shelby started thrusting. Every time she thrust into Rod, a little nod would rub against Shelby’s clitoris. It wasn’t long until Rod started to thrust in time with her movements. “Oh God Shelby!” he grunted “This feels wonderful… I can't hold out much longer! *Shelby suddenly stopped and withdrew from his tailpipe. Why did you stop? I was about to cum!” “I know.” Shelby said “But I wasn’t, and I was getting board fucking you.” Rod realized that he was at the mercy of his fiancé, but this was no mere teasing; this was pure sexual torture and he was enjoying every agonizing minute. Shelby drove over to Rod’s briefcase and pulled out his cigarettes. She put a cigarette in her mouth before she lit it. As a non-smoker Shelby coughed and gagged as she inhaled some of the smoke. “I hope you’re not learning how to smoke.” Rod chuckled “Didn’t you say it was a nasty habit?” “It’s not for me, it’s for you.” Shelby said as she stuck the cigarette between Rod’s lips. “I can tell you’re pissed off. So, think of this as a peace offering.” Shelby slipped a tire under Rod and gently removed the plug.
When Rod had finished the cigarette, Shelby nosed under him and started exploring every inch of his erection with her mouth. Rod kissed Shelby's roof and rubbed her sides. Shelby winced at Rod's rough grip. But there was something so erotic about having his tires massage her while she sucked on him. Encouraged, Shelby stepped up the stimulation bit by bit until she was pumping him in a regular rhythm. It wasn’t long until Rod was driven to the point of no return. Shelby sensed this and right before Rod had his climax; she took her mouth off him and replaced it with her tire. Shelby then backed out from under Rod, pumping his erection vigorously. Rod gasped suddenly as his entire body stiffened in orgasm. Fluids squirted from his penis at an impressive rate, spraying ejaculate all over himself. Shelby watched with rapt enjoyment as Rod experienced his orgasm. Rod’s muscles slowly relaxed. Shelby smiled at his drained, bewildered expression. Rod reached for the cigarettes. However, Shelby got to them first, she pulled one out and stuck it between his lips. She held the lighter as Rod lit the cigarette, blowing smoke up to the ceiling. “There, I hope that relieves some tension." Shelby said "I’ll let you relax for a moment." She knew Rod's axles might start to cramp if he wasn't released soon, but she was not ready to end the fun. She had just gotten him off with her mouth. Besides, Rod had incredible stamina; all she had to do was press the right buttons. "All right Shelby." Rod said as he snuffed out the cigarette. "You had your fun, now release me." "I don’t think so." Shelby said "I’m not done with your punishment." She picked up the crop and drove around to his rear. Shelby gave him a couple of whacks with the riding crop, not hard this time, just enough to encourage another erection.
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