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From: Sweet P <claird374@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Train Station
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Date: Sat, 04 Apr 2009 22:10:03 -0400
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The Train Station

By

Sweet Pea



We're at the Schaumburg Metra train station waiting for the train to take me
back to Chicago. The station looks to be abandoned. We are the only two
people in the station. There are no staff and no passengers. The only thing
hiding us from the outside world is a wall of glass that looks out into the
parking lot, they can't see in. As we sit on the only bench in the station,
we hold each other close.  my legs are draped over Your lap. my legs are
spread apart just enough that i look like a lady, but if You look with just
the right angle, You can see right up my skirt. my bottom is close enough
that it's not touching You, but if You wanted You could discreetly give my
pussy a stroke or two. i'm wearing a simple short black skirt that barely
reaches my knees. It's made of a thin material that isn't quite see-through.
 With the skirt i'm wearing a black lace bra and panties and a black and red
button down blouse with floral designs. The top two buttons are undone just
enough so that the top of my bra is visible to anyone looking close enough.
Once in awhile You steal a kiss from me. Some are long some are short. I
give You a squeeze.



i excuse myself, asking for permission to go to the bathroom. While in the
bathroom, i remove my panties and go to the bathroom. When i return to You,
I kneel before You. You are shocked at this because we are in a public
place. You demand that i stand up immediately. i immediately obey.



"Why were You kneeling just now?" You ask. "We are in a public place."  i
nod my head.



 "Yes, Master."  I respond, "but i have a special request."



You give me a look of curiosity waiting for me to continue.  i explain that
I have always had this fantasy of having sex in a train station and since
the station is abandoned right now, i wanted to cease the moment. i even
show You that i removed my panties without permission.   You are intrigued,
but just a little upset that i did not bring this to Your attention
beforehand.



With my saddest puppy eyes, i say, "I'm sorry, Master." i know that the "sad
puppy eyes' don't work on You, but i still try.  You beckon me closer. You
look around to make sure no one is looking. Then, over the fabric You swat
my pussy hard with Your hand.



"Bad Girl."



"Yes, Master"



Then You order me to the bathroom and put back my panties. i immediately
obey.





When i return to the bench You pat the bench and i immediately return to my
place next to You. This time You order me to scoot my bottom as close to You
as possible. i arch my back and place my bottom on top of Your leg. My legs
are draped on the other side of You. The skirt has fallen to my hips. my
legs and panties are completely exposed.



"You do realize, You were a very band girl, right?"



"Yes, Master."



"I am intrigued by Your request, but I am not ready to grant it quite yet. "




i look at You, but nod in understanding.



"I am however going to have to punish You for removing your panties in
public".



"Yes, Master. I understand". I let out a sigh of frustration.



Suddenly You pin my arms above my head with Your hands. With the other hand
You spread my legs apart exposing my panties to Your view.



You look at me and say, "Under no circumstances are You allowed to cum. You
are being punished for Your disobedience. "   I can only nod.



You slide my panties to the side without removing it. You can already feel
my wetness and smell my excitement. Next You open my blouse and exposed my
bra. You feel around the breasts playing with the nipples pinching and
making them hard and tall. You lift the bra up so that my breasts are
completely exposed. Again You play with my breasts grabbing and pulling
them. As You hold me down, You slap my right breast telling me I'm a slut.
Then You slap my left breast and call me whore. You switch between breasts
slapping harder each time. Then You slap my pussy a few times, reminding me
that I belong to You and that I am merely a plaything for Your enjoyment.



I cry out, "Yes, Master. I am Your whore, Your slut, and Your plaything. "
You do this several times switching between my breasts and my pussy each
time reminding me of how each part of me belongs to You  and You alone.



Once You finish punish the front side, You flip me over and expose my
panty-clad ass. You rip the panties off tearing them into a thousand pieces.
They land on the floor next to Your feet. Still holding onto my hands, You
begin to rub my ass exploring every inch of it. You trace the line of my
butt crack ever so lightly touching my anus, but not going inside it. You
trace Your fingers along my scar making me shiver. Abruptly,   You raise
Your hand high into the air and it lands square on my ass between both butt
cheeks. There is a loud thud. You raise Your hand again and this time it
lands on the left butt cheek. I want to cry out but I know that will only
bring further humiliation and punishment. Then I feel another smack, this
time it's on my pussy. The next smack lands on my right butt cheek. You
continue the punishment for what seems like hours; slapping my ass in
various places, never in the same place twice.



We here the train whistle block from several miles away. You realize that we
only have a few more minutes. You order me to lean over the side of the
bench with my breasts dangling and my skirt hiked over my hips. This forces
me into a bent-over position. You get behind me and start rubbing my red hot
ass. I can feel tears running down my face, but i force them back. As You
are rubbing, i can hear the zipper on Your pants being loosened. i can't
imagine what other kinds of humiliation i must endure. i can feel Your penis
rub against me, tracing the lines of my ass and pussy. Without warning You
grab my hips and impale my ass onto Your penis, pumping me like a
jackhammer. Without cumming, You pull out just as I am about to climax,
slapping me on the breast saying, "No cumming, slut!" I try to hold it back,
but can't. You grab onto my hair and force me to lean on the bench even
further. I can hear Your breathing increase with a much deeper and
incredible pace. I know that You are about to cum, but I don't know where. I
feel something warm on my back. At first I'm not sure what it is and then I
realize - it's Your seed! As You finish cumming on my lower back, You pull
my skirt down and force me to stand up. Just then, the train pulls up. I get
on the train with my tear-stained face, my open blouse,  and my panty less
ass covered in seed. I hesitate to sit down in the seat, but the look in
Your eyes from the platform tells me otherwise. So I sit. The train takes
off.



The End.
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