Smokes/Drinks: May be ^_^'
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: special, sport
Her hand lingering around her throbbing clit. Lesson one: Never, ever touch yourself without the permission of those around you.Sometimes the play is just a little something to occupy the mind of the anxious learner. She is not so much disappointed by the forbidden pleasure which threatens to tear her apart as the familiar tingle, at last find her self again. The reminder bites her like a double dose of aspirin. Her mouth opens and my mouth falls open around her, a gag drifts in her mouth and onto the gag well it's way inside her. As now her hands slide out of their knotted bindings, there is a tug at the hand that holds the gag. She is so wobbly she can barely talk. Her whole body seems to float. Her head whirling. Praying she will not faint, for she hopes to see the mirror. Tilting it towards the window she swings her arms towards it with the intent of reaching for it. She feels for the cloth which binds her arms close together in front of her chest, she twists her torso and pulls the silk at the back of her neck from her body. Her arms are suspended by her breasts, her warm skin shocked at the air she is feeling. A gentle tug of the silk is all it takes. The window is open and she hears the gasps of her train. It's almost as if someone else is on the train.
Only she's on a different train. Her limbs are restrained, something familiar about the early mornings. She finds her place in the chairs along the track. A bench pressed flush against the window. A window. She settles in. She's found the spot she wants, right. This is the only barrier between them. The window to this place is semi-shorter than the others. She's sure someone is behind her. She's also sure someone has her purse. The window to this place is semi-open. She can hear snatches of conversation in the next room. She hears change. She's been following the train. It sounds like passengers on the platform. She's nervous.
She wishes they wouldn't be so soon. Something uncanny is happening to her. She feels her body beginning to quiver. Something which intends to tear her apart. A long pause. Then finally, a quiet, heaving sigh escapes her. Her hair tossed about in her face. A train leaves the platform. She looks out the window. That's all she sees. The windows are locked, all sources of light are off. She begins to pray. She begins to shout. She's praying for light and sound. God speed. She fires up her computer and begins to type..
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