But my husband told me it was time for his legally required break after four hours' driving and we pulled into a truck stop... I was really, really hot from all the edges... But also hot from the heat in the truck, so it was nice to have my husband help me climb out of the truck and walk around a little.
I still felt incredibly slutty in my outfit, and my soaking pussy with no panties under the faux leather skirt didn't help (even though he did let me put my pink bra back on), but after taking a bathroom break and freshening up a little, we sat on plastic seats at the café for a quick dinner (again, no panties meant I was not allowed to sit on my skirt)... But I didn't realize that I had an additional humiliation to come...
He didn't tell me until we were on the road again that he was going to have to drop me off at a truck stop outside the cargo terminal and pick me up a couple of hours later because I wouldn't be allowed at the port while he was unloading the vehicle... But I'd left my jacket in my car, some 250+ miles back North
The good news was that the truck stop he dropped me off at had a separate shower area for ladies... The bad news was that I didn't have a towel or any soap because I hadn't even thought about it
At the motorway station shop I was able to buy a travel bottle of shower gel which cost as much as a full size bottle normally costs me in a supermarket, and a packet of three microfibre cloths to use as towels which were maybe a foot square each... Still, the shower was nice and refreshing, even if I didn't really have a suitable change of clothes...
I mean, I had a change of clothes, but it wasn't suitable!!!
Anyway, I spent as long as I felt I could get away with in the restroom, and then decided to just get a coffee and try and play it cool... Nobody tried to talk to me, although I'm sure a few were glancing in my direction... I called to check on my kid and that was a nice distraction for twenty minutes or so... And then I recognised one of my husband's co-workers so I went to sit with him!
"<Miss Kubo>, what are you doing here," he asked me, looking surprised and a little bit shocked... So I told him it had been my husband's birthday last week and that I'd wanted to come with him as a surprise on one of his trips.
He was only there getting a quick meal before hitting the road again with his return load so I only got to spend fifteen or twenty minutes with him, but it was nice to have that feeling of safety... Although everyone at the truck stop was really just doing their own thing anyway... I noticed a few glances and got a couple of smiles, and a few girls sat on sofas and at tables nearby so overall I felt pretty safe, I just wish I'd thought of bringing something a little bit more "appropriate"... (although it was still summer and relatively warm, and really I was just wearing summer clothes anyway... Kinda...)
Anyway, it was really busy at the port that day so it was three hours give or take until he'd managed to unload at the depot and then pick up his return load and come collect me... I'd almost completely lost the feelings we'd spent the drive down building up... But now we were looking at running out of work hours as he'd have to take a minimum 11 hours break soon... He knew a few spots that were pretty out of the way, he said with a wink...
Once again, I spread my legs and bared my tits for him and asked him to tell me his sexiest road fantasies...
He told me how he often thought of driving with me bound spread-eagled to the front of the truck, sometimes in a catsuit with zippers to expose my tits and pussy, sometimes in lingerie, sometimes naked... Sometimes he said he wished he could be back in an American truck with the longer hoods so he could see me hogtied naked on top as he drove along a long American highway... and sometimes he thought about driving with me bound naked in the toolbox!!!
We pulled up on a large industrial park as his driving hours ran out for the day. It wasn't completely private as other trucks parked up overnight but we had a pretty discreet spot, so I let him take some snaps of me in front of the truck while I slowly stripteased out of my outfit for him... (no, they won't be going online)
Although he wouldn't put me in the toolbox, he did take all my clothes and lock them away in there so that I was now stuck completely naked except for my boots until he gave me them back... and then told me it was time for my punishment...
"What punishment," I asked, slightly shocked, and he told me that by his count I'd missed thirteen edges earlier on because of having to quickly stop and cover up!!!
So I would have to walk thirteen laps around the whole truck... "leashed" by my nipple clamps... After every completed lap I'd have to stop and edge before continuing...
It was quiet on the industrial estate and we were pretty well hidden but that didn't mean someone couldn't drive past at any moment... My head swam as my husband pulled me around the truck by the chain, making the clover clamps bite deliciously tightly on my nipples... And then have to lean back against the front of the truck and start playing with myself so brazenly out in the open... SO humiliating and erotic... Oh... My... GOD
... And then he switched the clamps from my nipples to pull me around by my labia for the next lap!!! Oh my God, I felt so slutty, my senses were on overdrive listening out for traffic that might suddenly come our way, heels clicking loud as I tottered after my husband as he kept the chain taut, and then back to the front of the truck again to masturbate myself to the edge of orgasm once more... and then each lap, he alternated the clamps between my nipples and my labia so they got more and more painful each time
... "I should have used that rope you bought to keep your arms behind your back," he teased. "Or tie your ankles together..."
My legs were shaking before we were halfway done... Walking in the high heel boots was getting harder and harder, more scuffs than clocks on the pavement, and the edges were getting harder to control as I got hornier but the growing pain in my nipples and labia were making me need longer to overcome to focus on the pleasure so I was getting more and more paranoid about getting caught...
By the time we finished it was almost dark!
Climbing back up into the truck after that was difficult, but getting into the privacy and the warmth was a Godsend... I wanted SO much to just straddle him on the passenger seat and ride his cock, but I knew I wouldn't be able to resist cumming, and Mistress hadn't given me permission even though I'd asked...
But my husband enjoyed roping my hands behind my back and tying my tits with the red rope I'd packed and having me kneel between his legs as he sat on his bunk and sucking his cock... His thick, juicy cock that was already erect as I slid my lips down his shaft and licked lovingly, feeling him throbbing and stiffening in my mouth and his hand taking a firm hold of the back of my head to force me to fuck him with my mouth, feeling my pussy getting wet but no way to do anything about it
He stopped me just before he lost control!!!
"God I want to fuck you so hard," he breathed.
"I thought you were," I teased.
"I want your pussy," he confessed.
"I know baby. As soon as I have permission..."
"Swap places," he ordered.
He spent some time teasing me with my mini massage wand vibrator, but I was so horny I couldn't stand it for more than a minute at a time - if that!!!
When it felt like it was too dangerous to carry on, that one second more would be too much to resist the explosive orgasm I was SO desperate for... I had to BEG him to stop, even though I REALLY didn't want to
We were both SO horny after that... I wanted to get him off in my mouth or even in my ass (I REALLY wanted to get him off with my pussy but I was SO horny that that had to be totally off limits
) but we made out for a long time, occasionally he caressed or groped my tits
but he didn't want to cum just yet and really wanted to fuck me normally, and I couldn't... Eventually he untied me and we tried to settle down to sleep.
It was always going to be hard to sleep after that but the lack of space in the bunk made it even harder... and we kept making out a little more and caressing each other... But as he was the driver, I wanted to make sure he was sufficiently rested so eventually I got up and tried to sleep on the passenger seat... I was so grateful for the curtains around the cab giving me some privacy with all of my clothing locked away, and for his warm coat he lent me which smelled of him... very masculine
, and this halterneck midi dress the bride helped me find has a very high thigh slit and is very complimentary to my boobs... I've noticed people noticing 
...
. Which was great except for when he had to go to the counter to order...
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