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paper inside.”
    With trembling hands, I opened the
compartment and took out the sheet of paper. There were six lines
of large bold letters.
It shall never say I, it shall always refer
to itself as it.
It shall not speak unless spoken to
It shall address the Master by his rightful
title: Master or Sir
It shall not come unless instructed do
so
It shall never say 'It doesn't know'
It shall commit these rules to memory
without errors
    I looked back at him, unsure of what to do
next.
    “ Master...” I
started.
    Almost immediately, my phone vibrated and
the words were caught in my throat.
    “ Rule number two, Slave.”
He said as he hung up.
    Panting, I whispered. “I'm sorr--” The
vibrations started again.
    “ Rule number one, Slave.”
He didn't hang up this time and the phone continued to vibrate. My
legs were buckling. The paper slipped from my hands as I shook. A
moan bubbled from the depth of my throat and I fought hard to keep
it inside.
    Oh God, I can't handle it... It's too much.
I'm coming... Oh fuck, I'm coming.
    I squeezed my eyes shut as the vibrations
sent me towards the zenith of my pleasure. My whole body was
shaking now. I balled my hands into fists as every muscle of my
body tensed up in anticipation. The phone vibrated mercilessly in
my pussy. The wetness made it easier to move and it started
bouncing every slightly. The beads in my ass shook with it.
    I can't... I can't... oh God, here it
comes!
    “ Aaah!” I cried as the
orgasm blasted through me. My skin became extra sensitive and I
could feel each single strand of my own hair as my follicles
tightened up. The rush of pleasure doubled back from my extremities
and plunged deep into my womb, reverberating in time with the
phone.
    Professor Wright pulled the car over and the
vibrations stopped. “Rule number four, Slave.”
    “ I'm sorry, Professor,
it's just...AAH!” The phone was ringing again.
    “ Rule number one, two,
three, and four.” He hung up and looked at me with those piercing blue
eyes. I shrank back from his gaze apprehensively. “For those
violations, you'll be gagged.”
    My eyes widened.
    “ Consider this your first
punishment.” He opened the center dashboard and pulled out a ball
gag. He gently put the gag in my mouth and I bit down on it as he
clicked the band shut. The rubber was hard but yielding. I clenched
my jaws slightly and felt a ripple of satisfaction through
me.
    “ For the next few moments,
you'll sit absolutely still.” His hand hovered over the call
button. “Do you understand?”
    I nodded.
    “ Good.” The thumb pressed
down and the phone rang before I was even ready. My eyes rolled
into the back of my head as the intense pleasure threatened to
overtake the aftershocks of my previous orgasm.
    “ Eyes on me, Slave. And
obey rule number four.”
    I fought to keep my eyes
open and focused on His powerful face and piercing blue eyes. I
shuddered as the phone rang again and again. At least it'll be a matter of time before it goes to
voicemail . My jaws clamped down on the
gag as I fought back my cries of pleasure. My knees rubbed against
each other.
    “ Remain still.” He hung
up.
    I drew in sharp breathes through my nose as
I welcomed the bliss of the respite. The shudders of my suppressed
orgasm was still running through me. I wanted so desperately to
scream but he forbade me from doing so. I begged to come with my
tear-stained eyes as I looked at him. He looked away.
    “ Better.” He pressed his
finger to the call button and I was engulfed once more in the
vibrations. He plugged the phone into the car jack. The sound of
the dial tone drowned out all other noises as he started driving
again.
    Under the cover of the dial tone, I allowed
myself a slight groan. But suddenly, the tone disappeared and the
tail of my groan was heard.
    “ Was I not clear,
Slave?”
    I tried to say no through the gag. But
Professor Wright knew.
    “ Then why have you
disobeyed me again?” The car slowed down slightly as we