I thoroughly enjoyed your tale. The descriptions of odors, leather, pussy, wood floors, were so realistic I almost smelled them myself.

The story was believable and the character was adorably realistic. I liked her naughtiness. Her self-administered humiliation was priceless. The 'something' about female subs in humiliation stories like this, that I find so hot, is the willingness they have to go so far, just for the experience. She wasn't going to miss this for the world.

Can you tell I liked it?

There were a few bumps that I'm sure you'll find when you read the story aloud to yourself. It's the best self-editing technique I've ever tried.

For example,

I smelled the musky pungent smell of my arousal. It permeated the air. I flushed in embarrassment sure the driver could smell my sex through the car ventilation system.

It is a dilemma. I know. I go through the same thing.

Just a couple of suggestions,

I sniffed the musky, pungent, odor of my arousal. It permeated the air. I flushed (or I was flush) with embarrassment, sure that the driver could smell my sex through the car ventilation system.

The musky, pungent odor of my arousal permeated the air. I flushed (or I was flush) with embarrassment, certain that the driver could smell my sex through the car ventilation system.

I'm looking forward to reading it again.