I was halfway through my smoke and he came closer, now he was rubbing his hard-on on my bums deliberately making it seem as if it is happening due to ...rain jerks. The train was slowing down, I looked out and it was passing through a station on the middle track. It was quite slow and there I was standing dressed as a busty girl in the door smoking and ram behind me.I couldn’t hold my self I was also getting horny. I lit another smoke and asked ” ram. Do you want to do it with me?”, ” do what?”. Now here putthese on so you can see. And remember return this body as you found it,unshaven."The shot hurt like hell, and I gave the Dr. a dirty look, saying, "Theycured cancer, and a.i.d.s. but you can't cure herpes or diabetes. Fuck,you can't even cure a common cold. And the last thing I want to do is seewhat a fat pig I am."As I pushed the glasses back to him, he said, "Look a good deal of thatis the tobacco talking, get up take a shower, get dressed, and have somebreakfast. You'll feel a. "Crawl to your bedroom whore. On your hands and knees. Like a good pet." He was right behind me. After pulling myself together swiftly I started to crawl. At the same time, I was wiggling my hips for him. I wanted to tease him. I wanted to make him hornier. So when he started to fuck me, he would FUCK me. I wanted him to fuck me to my limits. That way, after he was done with me, he would leave a broken mess behind him.It was a dangerous and potentially destructive relationship, at least for me.. NOW! Do not move or speak until I ask you to," he ordered me.I wanted to protest, but chose to do as ordered. I walked to the door, closed, and locked it, wondering why he would want it locked.I walked back over to him and knelt at his feet. I had been studying submissive positions, and chose to do the waiting position. I sat with my legs under me, kneeling with spread legs, my hands rested on my thighs, palms up. My eyes were downcast, waiting for his next command.I could hear the ticking of.