" I don't have a penis bitch, I have a cock and if you want it, you'll have to tell me what you want," he told her. "I don't have slaves; I have sluts...so ask me again." Mrs. Rogers couldn't look at him and bowed her head."Master, may this slut" she began and Mike grabbed her chin and raised her head."Look at me when you talk to me, or keep your fucking mouth shut" he told her."That's four, Master" Britney said and Mike looked at her."Master that slut had an orgasm when she touched your cock,. It was bad enough that it was in a "Spencers" sack, but I wasn't about to show the world what was IN it! "Let's go!" I said."Wait a minute; let me see what you got." You can see in the car! Let's go now!"Reluctantly, she followed along behind me as I rushed out the door and to the waiting safety of the car. "Let me see!" she was like an eager k** at Christmas. She looked in the sack and brought out the two boxes of lube. "Stop at the trash cans so I can throw the boxes away. Don't want to. The back of the train is nothing but dark and an empty, small, warm space.The conductor ask for his hat back and he handed me 2 small aprons and told me to pit on to cover both my back and front and he helped tied the apron on my back strings. He then wrote something on a small paper and gave it to me and made me get out of the train. He yelled for a nearby by standing security who came to us. The conductor explained the situation to the security by stander and I was motion to follow the. ’ He shouted. ‘Brian…’ Lucy opened the door slowly. ‘Jesus!’ Brian pushed the door wide open, stepping in. He put his arms around her waist he pulled her to him. She looked terrible, he noticed she’d been crying. Her face was pale and her hands were shaking. Hell, her whole body was shivering. ‘Are you hurt? What happened?’ He sounded frantic. ‘Not helping, Brian.’ Lucy managed to chuckle. ‘Sorry.’ Brian said ruefully. He couldn’t help but feel protective of her. He hadn’t stopped thinking.