At least the slow speed meant that the windows could be wide open to admit a cooling breeze! It was better than having to take a long detour or a coac... for part of the journey, which had happened in the past.Sian and Vee were in the kitchen, talking about what to cook for supper, when Julie and I finally got back to the flat, an hour and a bit later than intended, and absolutely gasping for a cuppa. There's often no buffet car on trains on Sundays as well, and there hadn't been today.Sian. "So this is the boy you were telling me about?" the Master asks. "Yes, he took to blowing my other boy like a proper little whore so I thought you might be able to bring out the cocksucker inside," she replies. Stepping in front of the slave, the Master grabs the boys cock and balls, weighing them up in his hand and sliding a finger back between open legs, seeking out the puckered arsehole behind. Only just managing to hold still the slave goes weak at the knees. Feeling the cock in his hand. "I suppose you need some more convincing."I nodded, grinning."You know, what Shelly and I do is private," she said. "It's supposed to be a secret. So I guess the only way I can be sure you won't tell our secret is if you and I have a secret of our own."I had no idea what she was talking about, but it certainly sounded exciting."Now let's see... what kind of secret can we share?" she asked. "Kissing isn't good enough. You won't get in trouble with your parents if they found out we kissed. . But I was willing to take the risk. Ironically, I had the opposite hopes of most virgins. My self-esteem in the area of sex was low, and I didn’t want to be in a vested relationship, open my heart and my body up to judgment, only to disappoint. Plus I never found a man that had intrigued me enough to show him that side of me, until now. I prayed he liked my performance, because I sure as hell didn’t want him to walk away.I whispered, “Please don’t think I’m easy.”I felt a gentle grip on my arm..