Lady Truck Driver: Special Cargo

By Michelle M.
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I had been driving the big rigs across the country for several years now when one evening stopping in a truck stop near the Texas border. I spotted another lady driver, one with huge tits, a cute figure, dark olive skin. As I approached her, she was talking to the waitress, with a giggly personality.

Stopping by her side, “Hi, I’m Nikki. It is good to see another lady truck driver. Do you mind if I sat next to you?”

She introduced herself as Shelly, I learned she had been driving for a private company south of the border, but due to some problems with her night vision, she would be forced to retire.

I felt so sorry for her. She was in her mid-thirties, I guessed, like me, for myself I had not saved enough money to think about retiring, but she was not in my position.

“Financially, I am in an excellent position. This job has paid me well, enough that I don’t have to worry. They also offered me an in-state position, where I drive loads in and around their ranch, not having to worry about any nighttime driving.”

At this point in our conversation, her hand had moved to my bare leg, causing me to open my legs wide immediately – signaling I’d be open for fun and games.

Our meals arrived, her hand remained between my legs, rubbing my pussy, being careful not to let any of the male drivers seeing what was going on, then when we were finished, she told me what truck she was driving. It did not take me long to climb up in hers, strip off all my clothes, crawl slowly between her legs, kissing her inner thighs, then moving to her now, extremely moist and ready pussy, licking the outer lips, diving my tongue deep inside her, tasting the tangy nectar that was now flowing so easily, looking up, making eye contact, just before she exploded in an arousing climax, rocking her body as she shook all over.

It was not long before we had reversed positions. This continued until early morning. Laying by her side, exploring her body, a funny tattoo of a dog paw print, with the initials (JJ’s) in the middle of the paw, “Who is JJ that you have on your tattoo?”

She looked back, then rolling over playing with the nipple ring she had on and the collar she was wearing, “These are what I received when Lady JJ offered me the position. I am owned by her.”

I was more than shocked that she was owned, but it didn’t sound like a subject that needed to be discussed more, but not now.

We had passed our downtime fucking each other’s brains out, just before I left her cab, “Hey, you’d be a good fit for my new replacement if you don’t mind working south of the border, doing some strange drop-offs of your cargo in the states, living down there, working with an all-female staff and a boss that is horny as anyone I have ever seen.”

I had been driving for the same company for almost 10 years now. I had a good 401k built up, I was fully invested, so it would be easy to move that money to an investment company then start a new one. The indication of how much sex went on was appealing as well. “I have one drop in Chicago. Then I’m off for a month’s vacation, and I could drive down to interview as soon as I leave the city.”

In a few days, I drove my truck across the border to a large ranch located several miles from any city. It was all set. There were guards at the entrance. I was surprised when I realized they were female. One of them jumped up on the side of my cab, “You must be Nikki. Shelly told us all about you. She was not exaggerating at all. You are as hot as she said” Then reaching in, sliding her hand in my open blouse, cupping one of my double D tits, squeezing it hard, pinching my nipple, until I made me whimper, smiling, “I hope you get the job, can’t wait to put you in a position where I can make you cry for release.”

She told me how to get to the main house where Lady JJ would see me. There were several large warehouses, all busy with women moving around. Each one looked good enough to eat, then passing what appeared to be a large dog kennel, again lots of women moving around busy.

The house was huge, single-story, typical Spanish design, ladies taking care of the grounds, just like Shelly had said, none of them were hard on the eyes. A tall, dark-haired woman was standing on the porch, and it was easy to see her huge tits, nipples that showed how big they were even from as far away as I was. Jumping down from my truck, heading her way, she shouted, “You must be Nikki. I’ve been expecting you. I’m Lady JJ, and this is my place welcome. Please come in, let me get you some lemonade, and we can talk”

Shaking her hand, following her inside to a covered open-air patio that seemed to be a lot cooler than the air all around, it was easy to see in her short skirt. There were no panties to bother with if it should get that far.

It looked like all of the staff inside were nude. Each had a super body, one with cute small tits served us lemonade and some cookies. I had also chosen a small dress and no panties, so when she sat across from me, it was obvious both of us were aroused. The presence of moisture was easy to see.

The job was quite simple. She raised very well-trained male dogs, which were sold, primarily to wealthy American women. These had to be hand-delivered to each client. Once the custom-built trailer was empty, I’d drive to Chicago, where every inch was scrubbed down, then I’d come back here, rest and relax until a load of six dogs was ready, and I’d be on the road again.

It sounded simple enough, the downtime here really sounded good, and the pay was way above anything I could have made for any other company. While I answered any questions about myself, we took a walk to a large building in the back of the house. This was a three-story building, covering a huge amount of space. “All of the top floors are where the staff sleeps. The main floor has been set up as our recreation area, and several private rooms house the kinkier side of pleasure.”

We looked at each one. They were well equipped with all the bondage items one could dream of, then we moved to the very back, in what looked like a well-furnished clinic. A tall blonde Amazon-type woman stood there. A lab coat was all that she wore. Her tits were easy to see, “This is Dr. Robyn. She is in charge of keeping all of us safe. The reason we are here is to see if you’d like to join our family?

Then she stripped down nude. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone as hot and stunningly beautiful as what was standing before me, “Should you decide to join us, Robyn will tattoo a dog paw with my initials, ‘JJ’s’ inside it, then put a ring in your newly pierced nipple. Should you ever turn against us, the ring will be activated, releasing a deadly chemical in your body. You’ll be dead in seconds. Should you ever try and remove the ring, you’ll be dead in seconds. We’ll also put a small leather collar on you. It helps when you’re delivering the products to identify you. What do you think?”

I remember seeing a tattoo on Shelly as well as the nipple ring, but it didn’t make any sense, considering what we were doing, now the decision was all mine, nodding my head, “Yes, Lady JJ, I’d love to join your family and take over for Shelly.”

The Mistress stayed by my side for the whole procedure. The nipple piercing was fairly painless. The tattoo had a few moments but again was painless. Once I was officially marked as her property, she jumped up on the exam table, opening her legs wide, “All of the girls make me cum, but licking and sucking on my pussy, you ready?”

This was one opportunity I wouldn’t have missed for anything, jumping down between her legs, kissing the inner thighs. A faint new scent was there. I had picked up something like it with Shelly, different than anything I’d ever encountered, but not in a bad way, simply different.

As soon as I licked the first amount of moisture, the taste matched the scent, giving me a slight light headiness. Still, in no time that passed, and I continued to stimulate her, keeping an eye on her eyes, it was obvious she was enjoying the way I had learned to eat pussy.

When I could see her eyes roll up in her head, I slipped one finger, lubed from my own pussy, up into her rear girly door. That was all it took, she screamed, grabbed my head, in a loud command, “You’ll drink and swallow every drop I give to you.”

It was so dominant and commanding, the well-hidden submissive side of me came out. Knowing I wouldn’t waste a drop, she began gushing liquid, and I started to swallow as much as I could. I have no idea how much she unloaded, but I was swallowing, swallowing, and swallowing, finally settling back. My stomach felt bloated from all I had put down there. Then slowly, an erotic feeling began to wash over my entire body. Looking at her, never in my life feeling anything like this before, the way my body was spiking in a sexually arousing feeling. It came on me so fast. My mind was so confused, not really able to link one thought with the next. My eyes slowly rolled up in my head, my nipples hard as rocks, my own pussy was leaking a steady stream, it has never done that before, then I collapsed in Robyn’s arms.

I have no idea how long I was out, but when I woke, Lady JJ was by my side, “I have special nectar that is mixed with some K-9 features, I not only have tattooed you, pierced your nipple, but now I have marked you, just like a dog marks its territory. You will have this special scent with you now, for as long as you live. Welcome to the family.”

The feeling finally passed, but I could tell there was a definite increase in my sexual appetite. While my downtime at the ranch, I was in bed with multiple different women all day long and into the early evenings.

My trips took me all over the US to specific, very wealthy neighborhoods, always delivering dogs to beautiful women, who surprisingly had no interest in me. After multiple trips, not being an idiot, I checked the weight of my rig before I checked it in for cleaning in Chicago, then weighted it again when I was on my way to the border. The truck weighed just over 5,000 pounds less. The cleanup in Chicago was to deliver over five thousand pounds of drugs. The drugs were just a nice money-making excuse for the drugs.

I should have been upset, but the money and sex were incredible. With this job, I could plan on retiring in a few years, so as long as it didn’t affect me directly, I figured I’d let it go.

That all came crashing down on one trip in the fall of the year. I had six dogs to deliver, the last one being near Chicago. Just as I drove up to the address I had, the FBI was there taking my client into custody. The instructions were clear, only deliver the dog to the buyer, calling Lady JJ, explaining the situation, “Nikki, it will be fine. I need you to find a pet-friendly hotel. Take the lab in with you. He has plenty of his food in the truck. I’ll contact some of our buyers and get someone to take this one. I’ll let you know as soon as I have more information.”

Sounded easy enough, finding a room was easy, bringing him in with me in the early evening, he was well trained, laying down with water and food. I took a long shower, walking out nude, stepping in front of the mirror where my companion joined me, running his tongue between my legs, touching every inch of my pouty pussy lips, causing me to grab the sink. This was so sudden and unexpected, and it spiked a quick rise in the horny way I had been feeling all day long. His follow-up licks had me quickly grabbing the sink for support. Never in my life had I felt like I did at this moment.

Somehow, I don’t have any idea how, he guided me into the bedroom, my body falling on the mattress, face down, knees dropping so my bottom was supported by the bed, more licks had my legs spread wide apart, my mind not fully understanding what was happening, then a quick mound, his cock sliding deep inside me, causing me to gasp, but unable to stop what was taking place.

By the time my mind had cleared, realizing what was taking place, his weight was on top of me. The rapid way he was pounding me had sent me into a sexual haze triggering mini orgasms washing over me almost continually. His knot pushed against my opening, but the unique way he was fucking me had me in such a frenzy that the pain I should have felt let it slide inside me easily. That was when he began to pump in his seed, filling me quickly – the feeling so familiar to when Lady JJ had filled me with her juices.

This cum had something in it that made me feel so erotically satisfied. When he finally pulled out of me, there was no shame that I had been fucked by a dog.

Laying on the bed on my back, his cum still oozing out of me, running my hand between his ears, “So now I see why the women are paying so much for you and your friends.”

He hooked up with me multiple times that evening and into the morning. By the time Lady JJ called, I could barely speak, asking her to send me the new owner’s address. I’d deliver him as soon as he’d let me.”

Finally, my body was becoming used to the effects his cum was having on any female. Taking him to his new owner, then over to Chicago, I arrived back at the ranch a few days later. Lady JJ greeted me, “I figured he’d seduce you. That is what they are trained to do, seduce and fuck every female they can capture. Do you want to start training them when you’re not delivering?”

I didn’t even answer, only headed to the kennels, stepped in the large cages, got down on all fours, let out a small moan when one of them licked me between my legs … thinking, ‘it can’t get any better than this.’

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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