I could see a few people from the outside of the train, move down to the next subway car. All I could hear was the all the Japanese guys talking. The ...irl in front of me tried to move. “Excuse me… Excuse me… Please move. I need to get off…” she said. But none of the Japanese business guy moved. She was stuck in front of me. She put her hands back on the metal pole in front of her. Some hot air entered the subway car as the doors to the train closed. I looked down. God she had a big white ass.. The cloth slips between my cheeks and digs into my pussy, the friction delicious on my lips and clit. He yanks harder, and I gasp at the exquisite pain. He continues to pull, hard enough to lift me, if I weren't secured at the ankles.Then suddenly, 'snip'. The fabric falls away, leaving my cunt bare. Another cut for the waistband, and he yanks the remains of the panties out from under me. I am completely naked, awaiting his pleasure.There is a clatter as the scissors are tossed aside, then his. Ruth fought like a tigress, but it was really a foregone conclusion, she had to stand and her arms went up over her head. We got her to the point where she was on tiptoe and made the ropes fast. It was then no great difficulty to get the ropes on her ankle cuffs and spread her legs out. This time I did not let her keep her feet on the floor and in a few minutes she was hanging from her wrists, her feet just off the ground.“Lunch,” I said.“Yes, Master.”After I had finished my sandwich, so rudely. Running her tongue along it to moisten it. Feeling the familiar tinglings within her belly.Their meeting this night had been frustrating for both of them, and right now she needed release more than anything, her sweet pussy was wet, and her thighs clung together sensually as she moved to kneel on her bed. Hesitant fingers reached for the rope, her mind still unsure if she could do what He had asked. Steeling herself, she looped the rope around her chest. Tucking one end under her armpit as she.