Master starts by saying how proud he is of me and goes on to boast about what a perfect slave I have become since he’s met me. I start to cry and we...l up with emotion as I hear his praise and admiration. He calls me to the stage (really its just a step up area around the fireplace) where a padded coffee table sits. Master has me get into the “second position” on the table. He goes on about wanting me to demonstrate several of the things I’ve learned since I met him and since I returned from the. After 3-4 stops, the bus became severely crowded.After sometime, I felt as if something hard was lightly pressing my right arm. I looked on my side to find a male passenger’s crotch pressing on my arm. I was uncomfortable at first, but then I thought that the passenger was probably unintentionally doing this, as passengers were continuously dashing against each other while moving up & down the aisle, for either going forward to get down at their stops or to get the tickets.I expected to get. The blond tauntedThe brunette looked down at her wet shirt and then slowly looked up at her assailant."I'm sure Steven is just taking you to humiliate you. There is no way he could possibly be interested in a little skank like you". The blond smirked"Shut the fuck up Tasha. Everyone knows you're the village bicycle. Steven is going with me because he doesn't want his dick to fall off inside that used up snatch of yours." The brunette smirked back at Tasha while Tasha's balled up her fist by her. His jeans were wet with my juice. They felt so good on my throbbing clit. I was going to cum on his jeans any second. He kissed me so deeply, shooting his tongue in my mouth as he stopped my movements. He groaned as he pushed away from me to take his black shirt off and drop his jeans and sexy boxers. He stared at me as if I was cold water on a scorching hot day. His cock was huge and so thick. I trembled at the sight of it. I wanted it in me and I didn’t care if it hurt or not. I hastily laid.