Anna was still wearing only her chastity belt, bra and see-through robe as Richard re-entered her room in the back of the Black Dahlia.

“I told you, you would be mine, Anna,” Richard said. “Have you let yourself come yet?”

“No,” Anna mumbled.

“Speak up, Anna. Have you let yourself come since I saw you earlier?”

“No,” Anna said, louder this time.

“Do you want me to make you come?”

“Yes”

“I will make you come Anna, but not now. Not here.” Richard reached down and grabbed Anna’s hand, pulling her to her feet. He kept a hold on her hand as he walked her through the door of her room, down the dimly lit hallway, into the elevator and down to the private garage. The valet had already been alerted and Richard’s SUV was parked at the elevator. Richard opened the back door and motioned for Anna to get in. “Sit in the middle seat and put on your seatbelt,” he told her. She did as he commanded as Richard walked around to the driver’s side, took the keys from the valet and handed him a generous tip.

As Richard climbed in, he handed Anna a blindfold, commanded her to put it on. He then told her to spread her legs as far as they would go. Anna complied. She could see nothing. She heard Richard open something, then a snapping noise and a sound like rice being shaken in a bag. Richard told her to relax, and lift her hips off the seat. He placed something underneath her and told her to sit back down. When she did, she could feel the warmth of whatever it was he placed underneath her spread through the bronze chastity belt. As the bronze warmed, so did Anna’s pussy. The sensation was incredible. All of Anna’s muscles relaxed.

“Anna, remember, you are still not allowed to come.”

As Richard started the car, he turned on classical music loud enough where Anna could hear nothing else.