Cindi looked out over the top of the glass to Charles and felt a shiver of pleasure run through her as he stared at her tits.
The glasses were just cheap plastic things, the ones that had rewritten her mind, technological marvels, had long since been passed on to another needy woman. She still liked the feel of wearing glasses though, it reminded her of so much pleasure those other ones had brought her.
Days and days of masturbating to the idea of submitting, weeks and weeks in the gym with each rotation and pump of the machines feeling like having a dildo stuffed in her pussy, months of recovery after the surgeries to make her the perfect fuck dol.
Then, they had been taken from her, leaving her somehow empty. Fortunately Charles filled the hole perfectly.
The instant she met him for the first time she knew that all that programming and pleasure had been for that very moment. To prepare her to have the perfect Charles sized hole in her life so that he could fill it.
And fill it he did, with his dick, in her mouth, or between her tits, or in her pussy and up her ass. Each time he fucked her, no matter how, she knew she was fulfilling her one, true purpose in life. The massive orgasms she had every time he came on or in her didn’t hurt either.
“Ready Cindi?” he asked with a smile.
She smiled back and nodded, “Of course baby!” she chirped and walked towards him, swaying her hips and jiggling her tits.
They were off to some car race or something, maybe he owned the team? It didn’t matter though, he was going to show her off in public for the first time and her pussy was wet just with the thought. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she though that she should be in one of the cars, behind the steering wheel?
It was a silly thought though, the only time she was behind the steering wheel of a car was when her head was in Charles lap and she was sucking his cock.
She pushed the glasses up her nose and into place, which sent another little shiver of pleasure through her, as she settled in beside Charles. He slipped his arm around her waist and his hand settled on her ass and he squeezed it.
“I can’t wait to get you on this years team calendar. They’re going to sell like hotcakes!” he said.
She let out a little coo and giggle before leaning in to him, “Baby, can I suck your cock on the way?”
He chuckled and shook his head, “No today Cindi, you’ve got to look your best. Can’t take the chance of messing up your makeup.”
She pouted and whined a little, but of course accepted it.
He gave her ass another squeeze as they approached the car, “Awe, don’t pout Cindi. I promise if you do a good job of showing everyone just how much of a silly slut you are today that we’ll take the limo home and I’ll fuck your ass good and hard.”
A smile returned to her lips, “You promise?” she asked.
“Of course.” he replied and gave her ass a couple quick taps and then opened the passenger side door of the little red sports car and let her get seated.
It wasn’t long before they were racing down the highway and Cindi was eager to make Charles proud of just how much of a silly slut she was.
Cynthia frowned as she stared daggers at Charles, in his hand was a box with a set of high tech sunglasses in it.
“You’ve got to be kidding?” she said as she pulled her regular sun glasses from her face and hooked them on her racing overalls. She pushed back a strand of her short brown hair over her ear and tepidly reached out to the box.
“It’s a new sponsor, they say it helps with glare.” Charles replied.
“Are they even track legal?” she asked.
“I passed it by the marshals and they didn’t have a problem with it.” he shrugged as he replied.
“Well, I already have a good set of sunglasses… I don’t needed whatever this is.” she said dismissively.
Charles sighed and slumped his shoulders, “Look, you may not need them, but the team does. I took a chance on you as a driver and put up the money for the car, but I’m not an bottomless pit of money. Every team has sponsors, so this one needs them too.”
She let out a sigh and nodded, taking the box from Charles’ hands, “Fine, I guess you’re right. Just… just don’t make the livery gaudy… alright?”
Charles nodded and let go of the box as she turned and headed back to her trailer. Maybe they’d be alright, it wasn’t like she was setting the circuit on fire yet, she was still in the back of the pack on the track. That was only a matter of time though, she knew she’d be at the front if she just got one good race together.
She was about to open the door to her trailer when she frowned at the sight of Derek.
She didn’t understand why Charles needed a second driver, they only had one car and that wasn’t going to change. She’d have to talk to Charles about getting ride of him, he was cocky and arrogant, and talked down to her all the time. Just because he’d actually won a race or two didn’t mean he was better than her!
She opened her trailer door and slammed it a little too hard behind her, then set the box on the table and flopped down on the bed, letting the new sunglasses slip from her mind for the moment.
Yes, she was definitely going to have to talk to Charles, something was going to have to change and she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
