Free Hannah by Andrea Jordan Page A

strength was
useless against her cuffs. She also loved the look on his face when
she told him that the cuff keys were back at her flat.
    Tom looked
down at his cuffed hands. “There are many ways to tell your partner
that you want to leave a party, but this one I think is unique to
you”.
    “Stay if you
want,” Hannah shrugged her shoulders and stuck her tongue against
the inside of her cheek.
    Tom looked
down at his shackled wrists in semi disbelief.
    “And you
certainly won’t want me to be in a bad mood on the drive home.”
Hannah reminded him.
    Tom smiled and
ran his cuffed hands up the front of Hannah’s dress. Yes, the drive
home would be fun.
    It was just
after midnight when they carefully and discretely walked back to
where they had left Hannah’s old car at the back of the car park.
Tom had assumed that she would trade it in when she bought her new
car, but Hannah had had a better idea. It had taken Tom a couple of
weeks to make Hannah’s specific changes and he had had to buy a new
seat, but it was how Hannah wanted it and this was their first time
using the finished product.
    Hannah took
the car key out of her purse and unlocked the small two door car
and lifted up the driver’s seat as if getting into the back seats.
But the back seats had been removed leaving an open space that led
into the boot.
    “OK honey,”
Hannah smiled as she hugged herself and moved slightly up and down
on the spot trying to keep warm.
    “Now?” Tom
asked, just to see the reaction
    “Now!” she
cried impatiently as she pushed him towards the car.
    Struggling
slightly with cuffed hands, Tom climbed in and lay on his back on
the floor of the car, so that his head was underneath the driver’s
seat.
    “OK,” he said
as he looked up at the beautiful brunette above him, her slightly
dishevelled hair silhouetted in the street light and her silver
earrings reflecting the light.
    “I don’t want
any ‘under’ seat drivers,” Hannah giggled.
    She then
lowered the driver’s seat back down, which due to minor
modifications, closed neatly around Tom’s neck. Tom was now pinned
underneath the seat with his face semi protruding through a hole
cut out of the middle of the seat.
    “The world’s
first smother box in a car, I feel very honoured,” Hannah said as
she placed one high heeled shoe on the inside rim of the car and
looked down at him.
    Tom knew from
their earlier testing that there was no way that he could reach the
lever to lift the seat up. Hannah knew this too and was in no hurry
as she swung her hips further into the car and knelt one knee on
the driver’s seat just next to Tom’s face.
    “Hey, why are
you keeping me waiting?”
    “It’s a long
way home, it may even take us all night.” Hannah purred as she ran
her fingers up dress and around her black silk underwear.
    Tom tried to
reach up to touch her, but with the seat resting on his shoulders
he could get nowhere near. Seeing his frustration, Hannah climbed
back out, closed the driver’s door and walked around to the
passenger side. She climbed in and seductively sat her cute figure
down on the passenger seat. She then proceeded to twist and turn
and rub her butt into the seat just inches from where Tom was
trapped.
    “Hannah!” Tom
cried out as the brunette pulled the chastity keys from between her
breasts and ran them between her lips.
    “Mmm?”
    The car was
cold and little goose bumps were forming on her tanned arms. Her
nipples were also starting to create indents through her thin black
dress. Hannah reached back over the seat and started to unbutton
Tom’s trousers.
    “Hey, are you
taking advantage of me?”
    “You’re not
that lucky.... not yet anyway.”
    She then took
a padlock and slipped it through the handcuff chain and pulled it
down to the chastity cage. Tom swallowed, his mouth dry from the
excitement of his increasing predicament.
    “I know how
much you like being cuffed to your balls,”
    Hannah had a
half mean, half mischievous