Safe Word by Christie Grey

think when Zane had told her they were going out.  At first she had been disappointed because she had envisioned an entire weekend of staying in together.  Most of that time, of course, would be spent in bed exploring one another’s bodies.
    But Zane had other ideas.
    And Melody had to admit she was intrigued – especially when he pulled onto the freeway and began driving toward the city.  It felt like they were headed on an adventure, and a sexy, kinky one at that!  What wasn’t to love?
    “Where are we going?” she asked him for the umpteenth time. 
    “You’ll see.”
    “You won’t even give me a tiny hint?” she pouted. 
    “What will you do for me if I do?”
    Melody had to pause to consider that.  “Um, anything you want?”
    He shook his head.  “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.  And besides, I was looking for specific suggestions.  Mostly I was just curious as to what kinds of things you would come up with,” he winked.
    “Um, well, what do you want?” she asked, unsure of what Zane had in mind.
    He mulled it over for a second and then turned to look at her.  “You’re wearing a bra,” he suddenly announced as though she hadn’t been aware of the fact.  “I can see the outline of it through your top.”
    “Yeah,” she said, not quite understanding.  “I’ve always hated how thin this blouse is.”
    “That’s funny, because I’ve always loved it and wished you would wear it more often,” he replied.  “But I don’t recall telling you to wear a bra.  Don’t tell me you’re wearing panties, too?” he asked, feigning mock horror.
    “I am,” she confessed.  “I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to.”
    “I’ll let you off the hook this time since you weren’t purposefully disobeying orders,” he told her.  “But from now on, you wear what I tell you and only what I tell you, got it?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good girl.  Give me your panties.”
    “What, you mean like, right here?”
    “Yes, right here right now,” he nodded. 
    “But...we’re driving!”  Melody protested, appalled.  “Someone could see!”
    “Then you’d better be quick about it,” he advised.
    Zane had made it clear that he wasn’t open to negotiation, and Melody was still in a very submissive frame of mind.  It was almost as though she had fallen under his spell and now all she wanted was to please him.  So, even though it scared her to do so, she lifted up her hips, slipped her hands up under her skirt and quickly wiggled and shimmied her way out of her panties.
    As soon as they were off, Zane held out his hand expectantly.
    Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Melody reluctantly handed over her white satin panties.
    Her embarrassment increased tenfold when Zane held them to his nose and inhaled her sweet, musky scent deeply.  “Mmm, I can’t wait to get you home and bury my face between your legs,” he told her lustfully.  He pressed the panties to his nose again like he just couldn’t get enough.
    “Stop that!” she protested in horror as she momentarily forgot her position.
    He simply laughed and easily held her panties out of reach as she made a frantic grab for them.
    “Now your bra,” he told her.  “Take it off.”
    “Someone will see for sure ,” she pointed out as they met a string of oncoming traffic. 
    “That lucky bastard,” he grinned as they neared the bridge that would take them into the city.
    “You really mean for me to do it?”
    “Of course I do,” Zane said.  “And I’d hurry up if I were you.  Pretty soon we’ll be in the lineup for the tollbooth and you’d better believe people will notice you stripping off your clothes there!  At least out here on the open road there’s a chance no one will be paying attention...however remote it may be.”
    Melody scowled.  She knew Zane loved every second of her predicament.  In some ways he reminded her of that kid she had known all those years ago, mischievous and in love with teasing her.  Except