I'll bet he doesn't often get as beautiful a girl as you on his train." Flatterer! No, he wasn't the ogling type at all, just fatherly and kind." I'm ...ure you're right, Princess. I used to use a late train quite a lot when I first moved down here and was weekend commuting. There was a guard who fits your description exactly. Nice guy!" I'll tell you what though. I went out like a light last night. I can't remember when I last slept so well. I did not like the alarm going off this morning." Same. 30min. Directions are in GPS.” She took a few minutes to call Dave, telling him that she’d run into some old girlfriends and would like to make a night of it with them. She could tell by the baseball play by play in the background that he wouldn’t even notice she was gone. Then it was into the BMW, short white dress riding high on her tan thighs, a treat for the occupants of any bigger vehicle that pulled alongside. Even though the evening was quite young, the lot outside Club Monaco was filled. But, Tom is different. My hands move around to feel his back – his broad, strong back. His hardness excites me.Slowly, I unbutton his worn, dingy shirt. He says nothing. Does nothing. I let it fall to the floor, the evidence of his erection in full view. I circle him, taking in his manly form. His back is scarred from a lifetime of whippings. I cringe as my fingertips trace each welt, causing him to shiver. For the first moment ever, I think about the pain he has endured … and feel empathy.As I. The impact driving lightning bolts of pain and shock running through my body. Several more lashes followed, starting slow and picking up in speed once Mistress was satisfied Her slut could handle it. Each new crack brought a shuddering moan and cry from me. My breath coming in quick shuddered gasps between freshly renewed waves of pain from the floggers kiss across my back. The pain began to pulse within me, almost a living thing independent of the impacts. Like a twisting snake that coiled.