We stared into each other eyes. With one of my hands holding her, I took the other and gently pushed her back so that her stomach was flat, her eyes ...taring at the ceiling. I then stared down at the hairless vagina that was inches from my dick. I took my free hand and placed on my cock and guided it so that the tip was touching her pussy lips.“This is going to hurt a little bit,” I told her. “But then it will be fine.”I looked back down at my cock and her pussy and gently pressed my cock. You were dressed in a beautiful white short evening dress that just barely covered your ass. We got on the train together and just casually exchanged glances while I found a seat in the back. You were forced to stand in front of me holding a handle attached to the subway car. People were squeezing you from all sides. It was 5:25 and everybody was going home for the evening. It was a normal trip home you thought until you felt a hand caressing your ass ever so gently. You thought to yourself. . anyways we were bored and high and she had me completely dressed up in her house , wig , makeup fishnets , makeup , short skirt , black string , small top and a pink collar that said slut no it and she bought me brand new stilettos and i looked SEXY AS FUCK, and was immediately turned on and couldn't believe that 2 weeks ago i was a straight guy who liked girls and i got put inn my place and became a brainwashed pnp bottom slut and realized that my little white cock couldn't please any girl,. She often wondered whether she should not have killed him, especially after the gruesome murders which would happen just a few years later. Of course she could not be sure whether he was Jack the Ripper especially since she had left London by then but a doubt always remained in her mind.Following the First World War, there was euphoria all across Europe. People had just survived two great calamities, the war and the Spanish Influenza which had claimed millions of lives. There was no place as.