I kissed the pink area of cunt; removed her hand and spread lips further apart. It was all pink and-juices-were-all-around. I put my tongue on the li...s and moved along the length of cunt.Twinkle moaned and pushed my head down. I licked the cunt and took the clit between two lips and kept pressing it. Her hip started moving up and down. With the clit in between my lips, I pushed the first one and then three fingers in her cunt.I moved my fingers in her cunt fast so the lips also moved over clit. As the train rocked along she felt the man’sfingers on the inside of her thigh walking upward. Tracymoved her right leg to close them. The fingers stoppedand she immediately felt a sharp point in her side. Sheglanced down where the man held the razor and saw a dimesize circle of blood on her blouse. Tracy decided thisman would surely kill her and bit her lower lip so shewould not scream for help.The fingers started again and Tracy felt her skirtrising. She tried to keep her breathing slow. You will love my company for sure.So this is a real story which took place last month with one of the ISS readers. She has told not to tell her real name. So let’s keep her name as Sanjana.Sanjana read my previous stories and messaged me saying she liked it very much.I have been getting a lot of messages from many people. But very limited people continued to chat further. They wanted to keep their identity for privacy. I was fine with that. But Sanjana was different. We started with normal. Somewhere, deep down inside me I still felthumiliated serving my best friend, but that feeling was gradually being stampedout by her. I cleaned her room, made her meals, and washed and ironed herclothes and all the while she just lazed around on the sofa all day watchingtelevision, occasionally beckoning me to serve her in some way.I spent so many hours that weekend kneeling in front of her massaging her feetwhile she relaxed and it only furthered my descent into slavery. I think thatshe was.