1. Bernadette's Initiation


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    was aghast. Waiting on my seat at the platform end I realised Mary had been the one who led the conversation to ideas of domination and control. She'd set this up from the start, for reasons of her own. I'd been mad to trust her, after all I hadn't known her long. Had she really undergone it herself or had these people simply paid her to supply a docile subject? My worries were interrupted by another order. &#034Stand up and turn to the other end of the platform. There's a man down there who's hardly stopped staring at you since you passed him before. He's middle aged, wearing a suit and carrying a raincoat. Walk slowly by, passing in front of him as close as possible.&#034 Heart in mouth I wended my way through the crowd, heels clicking loudly on concrete, hem of dress flicking my thighs revealing - I feared - too much. I felt as if everyone was staring at me, but in reality most were wrapped up in their own affairs. But there was no denying that the guy in the suit did keep furtively looking at me. I was shaking like a leaf yet trying to appear unfazed. I quickened my pace. &#034Too fast!&#034 Mike ordered accompanied by an ominous tingle on my tits. It struck me that Mike, wherever he was, could see what I could see, and began to speculate about the choker, its wiring and its brooch. &#034Walk very slowly and smile at him as you pass by.&#034 I complied. The man stepped back to let me pass but I felt the intensity of his gaze as I passed within inches of his face. Then ...
    he began to follow me. Just as I was wondering where this would lead the train arrived. I found a seat and was engaged in trying to arrange my dress so my stocking tops weren't showing when he sat down opposite me. &#034He so fancies you. Smile and wink at him.&#034 This was too much. Surely Mike couldn't see what I was doing here on the train. But a sudden jolt of pain in my arse told me otherwise. Was Mike on the train too, watching the scene on his smartphone? I smiled and winked. He averted his gaze. &#034He's shy. You'll have to encourage him.&#034 As the train gathered pace he arranged his raincoat over his knees and slid his right hand under it. It didn't take a genius to guess what he was doing as he kept taking surreptitious glances in my direction. The thought that just looking at me was turning him on was intensely arousing and spontaneously I smiled at him again. But it wasn't to end there. As the train slowed for a station the woman on my right got up to leave. &#034Smile at him, pat the seat, then slowly stroke your leg!&#034 To my alarm he responded, sitting next to me, rearranging his coat and his right hand. Other people settled in seats opposite and the train began to move off. &#034He's enjoying this. Take his left hand and put it on your right knee.&#034 Trembling I did as I was told. He started gently fondling my leg, as the people opposite pretended not to watch. &#034Snuggle up close to him. Slip your hand under his raincoat. Give him a good time.&#034 ...
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