As I exited the train on to the platform a cool gust of wind blew up my skirt, I could feel my plug getting colder. It was deep inside me I could feel...it pushing on my insides as I walked off the platform. It felt like everyone was watching me as I walked through the station, their stares as hard as my plug, I could imagine each one fucking my pussy, the thought made me so wet I could feel my juices running down my thigh. I now only had 25 minutes to get to work so I decided to take a short cut. "What... I mean... it's been a while, since before the accident!" I splurted out, mostly without thinking of what to say and just saying whatever came into my head."You must feel quite frustrated and built up then sweetie, not having jerked yourself off in so long. I tell you what, I don't normally do this, but you seem like a nice young man. Would you like me to help you?" she asked.'Would I? WOULD I?' I thought to myself.Like a deer lost in headlights, inside I shook with anticipation of what. Main nay apnay store per sirf ladies ke kapron cosmetics aur under garments hi rakhkha hai. Tamam chizon kay counter alag alag hain jin main se under garments ke counter per main khud baithta hoon is counter kay peechay try room hai jahan ladies apnay dress try karti hain. Main nain is main chota sa soorakh kar ke is main view finder lagaya hua hai jis se main to andar kapray badalti ladies ko achchi tarah dekh sakta hoon laikin woh mujhay nahi dekh saktin. Aik din mere store per aik mohtarma. It had a matching leash. I shook my head no, my heart pounding. He stepped toward me swiftly and grabbed my hair."I own you for the next 24 hours. You are my little bitch. Bitches wear collars and leashes. " He fastened the collar around my neck and clipped the leash to it. He walked over to the couch yanking me along. He sat down with a flop and snapped his fingers. "Get on your knees." I found myself obeying him. Partly from fear and partly because I wanted to.He pulled his cock out of his.