?I...I...I will get my bag, that’s it? she thought to herself ?get my bag and put on a - oh god!? she thought, as she looked down, and truly realise... how stiff her nipples had become, how little imagination her train companions needed to see her excitement. She stood, reaching over her head into the luggage rack. ?What on earth is this doing here?? she thought to herself, as she felt thick rough strands rub across her wrists, and she encountered what appeared to be a length of rope resting on. As four of us worked away, we could not help but notice our fifth sitting in the corner, quietly admiring his cuticles. The young man who was not helping out was Sam Leonard from Detroit, Michigan. He was the fellow that I had noticed at the bus stop the day we reported. Since I was the “leader” of this group, I decided it was my job to get him to help out. “Say Sam, how ‘bout grabbing a scrub brush and helping out over here, we don’t have all day you know” I asked. “No thanks” he said “I’ll. So I chose not toshower but wait until I got home.It wasn't long before I found my own clothes with another note reminding menot to disobey again.I began to look in the cupboards and wardrobe and it was crammed withrubber and leather clothing and all female in cut.Christ! This has gone too deep.......I looked at the clothing he had laid out for me and it was the usualfishnets rubber panties but this time it has an attached butt plug and awhite rubber corset. Thank God its white, I thought, at. I knew she was lying, but I couldn't hold back. From that moment on, a tiger could have been chewing on my leg and I wouldn’t have been able to stop. My cock was rock hard, and it was ready to play. I started fucking her ass. 1/2 way in at first as I could feel her body tense up in my hands with every stroke. But then after less then a minute I couldn’t hold back. I felt the need to really fuck her. I pushed my cock in until it hit a turn inside her and then pushed past it. She jumped back a.