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Riding The Train
by Xlgalsg (xlgalsg@yahoo.com)
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A Chinese girl met an older man with mind control power
on the subway. He decides to keep her as his pet and
freed her from her inhibitions. (MF, nc, mc, asian)
***
I noticed him the moment I board the train. His
features are very attractive, chiseled yet charming. He
seems to have a special aura around him that makes him
stand out from the rest of the people. He looks like
he's in his late 40s, and definitely a handsome man for
someone his age.
He caught me staring; I thought I saw the corner of his
mouth moved, it was something between a smirk and an
evil smile. I blushed, I wanted to turn away, but my
eyes seem to be fixed on his, I couldn't pull my gaze
away.
Before I knew it, I was walking towards him. It was
crowed on the train, he was sitting down, I made my way
through the sweaty crowd and stood right in front of
him.
He looked right straight into my eyes. I felt a chill
down my spine; it felt like he could almost see through
me with his gaze. I suddenly felt afraid yet excited at
the same time, like something unexpected is gonna
happen. I felt naked under his stare.
Then I heard a voice. The voice seems to have come from
him. But no, it can't be. His mouth was not moving. He
just looked at me, with a smirk. He looked like someone
who knew he is gonna get his prey for sure. He looked
like a hunter.
But there was this voice, in my head, I knew I heard
it! And I can still remember the conversation that went
on in my head.
"What's your name young lady? And where are you from?"
"My name is Melissa. I came from Hong Kong."
"Are you in Paris alone? Why are you here?"
"I'm alone and I'm in Paris for a medical conference."
"Good. Do you know who I am? But it really doesn't
matter that you don't. Because from now on, you will
know me as your keeper. Do you know what a keeper
means? It means I am your owner, and you are like my
pet, an animal. You will be under my control totally,
your mind, your soul and of course, your body."
"I don't understand. Why? Who are you? How can you do
all these?"
"Let me answer your questions then Melissa. My name in
Dan. But from now on, you will address me as Sir. How
can I do all these? Well, let's just say I've got a
very special gift. A gift that allows me to read your
thoughts and control them. Why am I doing this? Because
I like you Melissa. I love Chinese girls like you.
Young, petite, pretty, sexy with your long straight
black hair. And I love the fear I see in your eyes, the
one that I always see in the Asian's girls' eyes."
"You know something Melissa? Girls like you, they are
unhappy. Do you know why? Because they are suppressed
of their feelings, their needs and their desires. They
are burning in passion inside, yet their culture tells
them that they can't reveal it because it is improper.
My job here is to release you gals from the
constriction. Melissa, I'm here to free you."
I knew I was in deep trouble. I was frightened yet part
of me was angry with myself. I was angry because he's
right. He was right on how I feel inside, how I crave
for passion yet afraid to show it.
"No. I don't need you to free me. Please don't do this.
Please let me go."
"Melissa, you just don't get it do you? I am your
keeper now. And you will do as I say. You have no right
to your body, your mind and your soul from this moment
on. You are free to feel fear or reluctance inside, I
don't care. But your body, thought and action will
still be under my control. Do you get the picture now?"
"No! No I don't! And you are not going to take control
of me! You have no right and no power over me!"
"Melissa, sweet Melissa. You still do not understand
the situation here. Maybe I should give you a little
assistance to help you understand it. And for the last
time Melissa, you will address me as Sir. Do you
understand?"
"Yes Sir."
Oh my god! What have I just called him? No! This can't
be true.
"I see that you are starting to learn. Very good. Ok
Melissa, let us start with the rules first. You belong
to me Melissa, so you will only do as I say. You only
speak when I allow you to, and whatever you do has to
be what I want you to. You understand Melissa? You must
act as I command. You will anyway, because I want you
to."
"Yes Sir."
There it is again, the look on his face. The look of
triumphant. He won, and he knew he would right from the
start.
"Now Melissa, let us start with your first command.
From now on, you will always be horny whenever you see
a man. The more men there are, the hornier you get.
Look around you Melissa; do you see a lot of men?"
The train was crowded; of course I saw a lot of men! I
started to feel a tingle down there. I knew I was
getting horny. And I was getting wet. Everywhere I turn
there were men and more men! I felt my pussy juice
starting to flow.
"Next thing, you will feel extremely uncomfortable in
underwear. You will feel like you cannot breathe
wearing them. From now on, you will not wear any bra or
panties. And if you are alone or with me only, you will
always strip naked."
"Yes Sir."
I started to feel breathless. I felt like I was
suffocated by my bra and panty. I need to remove them.
"You see that man standing at the corner over there by
the door. The people around him are reading newspaper,
they can't see a thing. Go right in front of him and
take off your bra and panty. When you took them off,
slip them into his side pocket. Oh, give him a kiss on
his mouth before you come back here."
No! He can't make me do that!
"Yes Sir."
To my horror, I was moving towards the man he spoke
about, squeezing my way through the crowd. He was a
tall black guy, in his 30s maybe. I stopped right in
front of him, looked him in the eyes, and reached my
hand under my silk shirt to unclasp my bra. I could see
his eyes opening wide, first with shock then
immediately replaced with lust. I unclasped the bra,
pull the straps off each hand through my sleeves and
took the bra out from under my shirt. I slipped the bra
into his left pocket. I tried to keep my actions small
so as not to attract any attention from the people
around him. Amazingly, no one noticed anything. The
people are lost in their reading and in their own
world.
Next was the panty. Facing the man, I reached one hand
under my skirt, pulled on one side of the panty, I
alternate between 2 sides and finally got the panty to
just above my knees. The man suddenly took my hand,
placed it on his crotch, covered my hand under his palm
and started to rub himself with my hand. He raised one
leg up, reached between my legs and pushed my panty
down using his foot. I stepped out of the panty and
continue to stand there while the man enjoyed my hand
on his crotch.
Then he reached his other hand under my skirt. I could
feel his hand moving up my thigh and towards my pussy.
I turned around, trying to look for Dan to help me. Dan
looked at me with the usual smirk and nodded his head
slightly. I hear his voice in my head again.
"Let him do what he wants to you Melissa. But you will
not cum. You will be so aroused from his touch but you
will not cum. Why? Because I said so."
The man opened my pussy lips with 2 fingers and started
to slide his fingers up and down my clit. I was so wet;
I could feel my juices flowing down my legs. He
continued to tease me, rubbing my clit, twitching it
between his fingers and sliding his fingers around my
pussy lips, just missing the hole.
Then without warning, he slide 2 fingers into my pussy,
I gave a gasp. He started to finger fuck me. Faster and
deeper with each thrust. I could feel the fire building
up inside of me, I need to cum, I need to cum badly.
The man continued to fuck me with his hand. Then I felt
him remove his other hand over my own and slide it
under my shirt, cover my right breast, kneading and
tugging on my nipple.
"Keep your hand on my crotch bitch."
There I was, standing in a crowded train without my bra
and panty while a stranger play with my breasts with
one hand and finger-fuck me with the other. I didn't
know how long it went on. I was sweating, my eyes were
blurred. I thrust myself against his hand, desperately
trying to cum. I can't! I can't cum! I need to cum
badly!
Suddenly I felt both hands slipped away from my body.
"This is my stop whore. You are a fucking piece of
meat. Anytime you want some real action, find me at
this station, this time. I'll fuck you real good.
Slut."
I quickly picked up the panty on the floor, slipped it
into his pocket and kissed him on his mouth, because my
keeper told me to. The man gave my ass a final squeeze
before he got lost in the crowd on the platform.
I walked back to Dan, no, I meant my keeper and stood
in front of him. I dare not look him in the eyes. I
felt like a student waiting for the teacher to comment
on her performance.
"That was very good Melissa. You're gonna be a great
pet to keep. What did the man say to you before he
alight the train?"
"He told me to look for him at this station, same time
anytime I want some real action."
"What else?"
"And..."
"What Melissa? Don't make me ask twice."
"He said he'll fuck me real good."
"And what did he call you?"
"He... he called me whore, slut and he said I'm a
fucking piece of meat. Sir."
"So are you? Melissa? Are you what he called you? A
whore? A slut? A piece of meat made for fucking?"
"Sir, I... I don't know."
"Melissa, I'm not gonna say this again. You will always
tell me what you feel. You cannot hide your feeling.
You will tell me honestly all your thoughts. Answer me
Melissa. Are you what he'd called you?"
"Yes Sir. I am a whore, a slut and a piece of meat made
for fucking. I need to cum Sir. Please I beg you. Let
me cum."
"Very good. You will get to cum Melissa. But not now.
You've been a good girl. Don't worry, from now on, I'll
take care of you. Now go back to your hotel, pack your
stuff but forget the underwear. Wait for me at the
hotel lobby at 3pm. Oh, before you leave, bring your
underwear to the elevator boy and tell him those are
your gift for him. If he wants a blowjob or he wanna
fuck you right in the elevator, let him."
"Yes Sir."
I got off the train at my stop and made my way back to
the hotel. I could feel my tears rolling down my cheeks
as I walked to my room. I wanted to escape. I wanted to
escape from this nightmare. But no, I can't. I can't
because my keeper said I belong to him. I want to
please him. I want to be a good pet.
I packed my things into my suitcase, leaving the
undergarments on the bed. I checked the clock, it
showed 2.30pm. I better give the undergarments to the
elevator boy, and in case he wanna fuck me, he still
has 30 minutes to do so before my keeper is here to
pick me up.
I close the door, pulling my suitcase in one hand; I've
my bras and panties in another, all folded nicely and
added with a splash of my perfume. I pushed the
elevator button. I felt a little sick in my stomach.
The door opened after 10 seconds and inside stood the
young elevator boy. My guess is he'd just turned 20. As
I stepped into the elevator, I showed the boy the bras
and panties in my hand.
"These are for you. As souvenir. You've been really
nice and friendly during my stay, I thought I'll give
you something back in return. I wore those. And
masturbated in them."
"Holy shit!"
The boy couldn't believe what I was doing.
"You don't like them? Then tell me what will you like
from me?"
"No, no... I mean Yes! I like them. But you mean I can
ask for something else from you besides these
underwear?"
"Yes sweetheart. Anything you wish as long as I can
give it to you."
"Of course you can." With that, he pushed the 'Stop'
button and the elevator came to a halt.
"You offered it yourself. So down on your knees cunt."
I knew what he wants. I dropped onto my knees and came
face to face with a 7-inch rod.
"Open up and take my whole fucking cock in. Hurry up,
we ain't got all day."
I opened my mouth to take the pole of flesh in. He
began to push my head down, causing me to gag. I tried
to pull back, but he was too strong, and then it popped
into my throat, and I gagged again. I pushed him hard,
trying to dislodge his cock I was going to throw up,
but he just held it there. I started to get used to the
cock in my throat and the boy started to saw his cock
in and out of my mouth.
Then I felt him pushing his pelvic into my face, I knew
he was going to cum.
"Swallow every single drop of it bitch. And suck me
dry."
The hot fluid shot into my throat and my throat spasm.
I concentrated on not to gag and swallow all his cum.
The sticky fluid ran down my throat. I felt sick.
I suck the boy dry and felt his cock went soft in my
mouth. He pulled my hair back as he removed his cock
from my mouth. The look on his face was like the man
who finger-fucked me on the train. They looked at me
like I was a piece of fucking trash and they had just
used me like the way I'm supposed to be used.
"Man. You are a cum slut ain't you? You just love the
taste of my cum in your mouth and down your throat.
Wait, I got an idea! Since you gave me all these
presents, I should give you something back."
I watched as he took off his pants and removed his
brief.
"You see this cunt? This is my cum. I jerked off in the
men's room just now and stained it. You get to keep it
you lucky bitch. You know what? Since you like it so
much, I knew a perfect place for you to keep it."
He lifted up my skirt.
"No panties huh? You really are a slut."
With that, he rolled his brief into a ball and spread
my legs wide.
"No! Please don't!"
"Shut up bitch!"
He started to push the ball of fabric into my pussy.
Bit by bit, I could feel the fabric filling me and
making me so bloated. I pleaded with my eyes. The boy
just looked at me and smiled coldly.
"Done! There you have it cunt. My gift to you. Don't
you dare take it out before you leave the hotel bitch."
With that, he pushed the 'Stop' button again and I
could feel the elevator starting to move again.
I tried to walk as normally as possible as I walked out
of the elevator. It's difficult when you have a ball of
fabric in your pussy. Just as I stepped out of the
elevator, I saw my keeper standing in the hotel lobby.
"Ready to see your new home?"
"Yes Sir."
"You did what I've told you to?"
"Yes Sir, I gave the elevator boy all my underwear, and
gave him a blowjob when he asked me to."
"Good. And why do you look so uncomfortable?"
"The boy pushed his brief into my pussy. He said it's
his gift for me. He told me to keep it there until I
leave the hotel. Sir."
"I see. Very well then Melissa, just keep it inside you
until we reach home. Let's go."
My keeper took my suitcase and held my hand as he led
me to his car. For some weird reason, I felt safe and
glad at that moment. I knew my life is going to be very
different from this moment on.
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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