Chapter 30: The Journey

Penny only hesitated for a moment. After all, what choice did she have? If she didn't follow Mistress, she'd be alone in her office, naked under the trench coat, with her hands cuffed behind her back. She'd have to call for help, and there would be no way to explain all of this. With a whole new wave of arousal sweeping over her, Penny walked out of the office and quickly caught up with Mistress.

Thankfully, it was a good bit past five, so the office was mostly empty. Still, Penny felt as though the eyes of each and every person still in the office were on her. She might as well have not been wearing the trench coat, because in her mind, each and every person that looked her direction could see her aroused nipples jutting forward; could see her wrists locked behind her; could smell her dripping wet sex; could tell that her own panties were preventing her from speaking; could make out the bottom end of the plug lodged deep inside her asshole.

Penny was quivering, both internally and externally as she walked through the office. She was also desperately trying to blink away the tears that were starting to form. Crying now would only draw more attention, and lead to questions that she couldn't answer while gagged.

As Penny and Mistress reached the elevator, John, one of Penny's coworkers, joined them.

"Hey, Penny," he said in a cheerful voice.

All Penny could do was look towards him and give as friendly a smile as she could manage around the wad of panties in her mouth.

"Big plans for the weekend?"

Penny was starting to panic. What if he really insisted on their having a conversation? What would she do? For now, she just shrugged as much as her trapped arms would allow, and gave another friendly smile.

Thankfully, the elevator arrived at that moment, and all three of them boarded it. Mistress pressed the button to take them to the lobby, but John reached over and pressed the button for the 10th floor.

"I have some reports to drop off," he explained.

Penny nodded and smiled again.

As the elevator began to descend, John turned towards Penny again.

"Are you feeling okay? You look really flushed."

Penny felt the wave of panic coming over her again. He could see the effect that Mistress was having on her by the flush of her skin. Would he notice her rock hard nipples? Would they show up through the trench coat? Had he noticed her walking a bit different than usual due to the butt plug in her rectum?

At a loss for how to respond, Penny just shook her head, "no."

John continued to look at her for a moment with a slight expression of concern. They were interrupted, though, as the elevator dinged.

"Take it easy," John said as he stepped out of the elevator. Once he was out, he cast a glance back in her direction, concern clear on his face. Thankfully, the doors closed, and Penny was alone with Mistress.

"You'd like to go into trance, wouldn't you?"

Penny shook her head, "yes," frantically.

"Do you remember staring at the numbers of the elevator on Monday, letting them bring you out of trance as they went higher?"

Again, Penny shook her head, "yes." As she did so, her eyes locked onto the numbers at the top of the elevator, seeing them tick off, 9... 8 ... she felt herself starting to fall into those numbers, 7...

Snap! Penny felt the thin fog that had started to descend on her mind dissipate.

"Stay with me, Penny. I can see how desperate you are to fall into trance, but you must wait for me to command it. To teach you that lesson, I'll wait a bit longer to hypnotize you."

Penny was struggling to blink back her tears once again. When they reached the third floor the elevator stopped again and a large group of people joined them, cramming into the elevator. Penny felt herself pressed against the back of the elevator as a large woman stood just in front of her. This changed the pressure on her asshole, causing the plug to move inside of her. At the same time, the woman pressing against her caused her coat to rub against her impossibly sensitive nipples. It was all she could do to keep from moaning loudly into her gag.

Just a few moments later, the elevator reached the ground floor, and the other passengers quickly filed out. With her lust burning through her, Penny looked out at the lobby that she was about to enter. It was filled with people making their way out of the building, ready to enjoy their weekends.

And at the other end of the lobby were the front doors – doors that would lead Penny into the outside world. She would have to walk through the busy streets practically naked, gagged, handcuffed, plugged and hopelessly, desperately aroused! She could no longer control her tears any more than she could control the erotic yearning that filled her.

Mistress stepped out of the elevator and walked confidently across the lobby. All Penny could do was follow. She couldn't believe how vulnerable and exposed she felt. She also couldn't believe how those feelings seemed to spur on her arousal, her anxiety and horror seemed to be in a perpetual battle with her desire for this treatment to continue.

If only she had obeyed Mistress, and not tried to fall into trance on her own. While hypnotized, she didn't have to feel this unease – she could just enjoy the pleasure and arousal. But now, with her mind still her own, she was overwhelmed by a constant emotional pressure in the back of her mind that seemed to fear her arousal even though it could do nothing to diminish it.

As they stepped out of the building and into the open air, Penny's eyes were streaming with tears, and she was struggling to make her way through the busy streets and keep pace with Mistress. Fortunately, they didn't have far to walk before they reached Mistress's car.

Mistress opened the front passenger door and commanded, "Get in."

Penny was only too happy to obey. When the door closed, she felt partially relieved from what she imagined to be the prying eyes of every person in the city. She did, though, let out a yelp as sitting in the seat caused the butt plug to press further inside of her, filling her more than she thought possible.

Mistress soon joined her in the car, but before she started the engine she reached towards Penny and started undoing the buttons on her coat! Once again, Penny's eyes grew wide, but she could do nothing to stop Mistress's actions.

Once she had undone all of the buttons, Mistress parted the coat slightly. Penny's nipples were still covered, and only the very top of her sex was exposed. If someone were to look into the car at just the right angle, he or she would be able to tell that Penny was naked underneath the coat, but Penny wasn't so fully on display that she would attract any attention.

Still, Penny felt the brief moment of relief that she had felt upon entering the car disappear as she once again felt that every person that walked by or, as Mistress finally pulled the car into traffic, every car that passed them could see her entire naked form.