I figured that even if everybody in the train crew was honest, there was no point in taking stupid chances.The conductor was not surprised when we kep... our pistols and shotguns with us as we took our seats. The route south toward Kansas City ran through some rough country, and I was expecting trouble, just on principle. I was right, too.The train was struggling up a hill, moving no more than two or three MPH, when two men came crashing through the vestibule door with drawn pistols. I didn't. .. but no, not yet! She'd waited too long to get the little bitch this way, helpless and bent like a lowly serf before her. Now, she had to extract the most from it!She held herself in restraint, anticipating the delicious moment when she would lean forward and plunge her tongue into the satiny canyon the rounded white moons formed. And what a proud young ass it was, swaying defeatedly before her. She would break her completely, the arrogant little cunt... would have her squirming and begging. Oddly I had 3 other experiences like it with other random Portuguese men in my neighborhood all blue collar, landscapers, construction working, truck driven, Cigarette smoking, HORNY, hard working men that could care less that i was a boy they were horny and saw an opportunity to get some impromptu head and bust their nut off. All of course while they took a smoke break, I FUCKING LOVED IT AND even today I often go back to those experiences and love to stay there in those memories!.. It wasn't. Neither of them had on panties and both had their tits exposed. My clit strained against it's prison. They unbound me from my restraints and then lead me into Mistress Anna's room. There Heather sat in a soft chair. Her stick thin figure and tiny tits sunk into the chair. She spread her legs and pulled on my leash. "Come here slut," she commanded.Once again I found myself licking her sweet pussy. I wasn't sure how long it took but before too long Mistress Anna came up behind me. She.