The Commuter: Day 19

"Before I could open my mouth to protest, you smacked my ass again with the crop"

I was so fucking pissed off, I could have spit fire and brimstone. Here I was...again. I had let my guard down, and again, you had me lock, stock and barrel. If my fist could have reached my face, I...

The Commuter: Days 17-18

"I have never done anal, please be gentle."

That was a close call I said to myself. That could have turned out so much worse I laughed. My emotions seemed trapped between revenge and relief. I rubbed the red marks on my wrists as I thought about my...

The Commuter: Day 16 The Rest of the Story

"As if saying goodbye to her old lifestyle, she traced the length of my cock one more time before"

During my struggle to free myself, or maintain some shred of dignity, the hanky had slipped off my leg and fallen between my legs towards the floor. As I watched it slide off in slow motion, I caught my first...

The Commuter: Day 16

"Just as you flet the first surge pulse through my cock, you yanked it from your pussy and aimed my c"

Monday morning came too fucking soon. And for that matter, so did all the other work days this week. My biggest objection to working weekends, was there is no fucking weekend. I was however, feeling pretty damn good about how...

The Commuter: Day 9

"You moaned loud enough to make the older women sitting in the front look back."

It was over a week before I saw you again. Guess some people don't like getting fucked in public, then told to get off the fucking train I laughed to myself. The time had gone by faster than normal and...

The Commuter: Day 1

"Your sudden gasp made several people standing next to us turn and look."

Like clock work, you entered the last door of the last car every day to catch the 5:30 PM train out of the city to the 'burbs'. Just like every other day, you panned the room and glanced casually in...