Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 6
Date: 3/18/2024,
Categories:
Science-Fiction ,
Anal
BDSM
Blowjob
Bondage and restriction
Cruelty
Cum Swallowing
Domination/submission
Exhibitionism
Extreme,
Fisting,
Hardcore
Horror,
Humiliation
Male Domination,
Male/Female
Male/Teen Female
Mind Control,
Non-consensual sex
Oral Sex
Rape
Sado-Masochism,
Spanking,
Teen
Torture,
Violence
Water Sports/Pissing,
Author: SKOLL, Source: sexstories.com
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DISCLAIMERS
In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That's the POINT. This is HORROR.
This is more PORN than PLOT.
All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
KINKS / WARNINGS
-Disgusting bodily fluids, bad smells, etc
-non-con / sadism / violence
-Extreme pissing
-Blood
-Punching
-Armpit and foot fetish
-Fisting
-Queefing
-Squirting
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CHAPTER 6
The Final Chapter
After I clean myself up in the restroom sink, I go relax for a while, grabbing another drink from the cafe and sitting at a table there for a bit. This has been great, but I think it's time to wrap things up with this bitch. She's becoming nastier and nastier, and I kind of can't wait to start time again and really see the full results of my actions.
I return and the smell of piss is the first thing that hits me. I laugh and shake my head at how ridiculous this is. Right where I left her, the Bitch is a heap of used ...
... flesh, sopping wet with piss, atop her own luggage. Blankets on the floor, a bunch of her many bags stacked up to make a big platform, the top one a big travel suitcase, open with tons of her expensive designer clothes. All soaked with my piss, with her on top, tits up. Her torso is sunken down into the bag a bit. Her head and arms spill over and down the sides grotesquely, dark brown hair flowing along the bags and floor below. Her legs are crudely strapped up with bag straps, bent at the knees, spread wide like she's ready for the gynecologist.
My dick stirs at the sight and smell. "Damn what have I done to you?" I smile.
I flop the Bitch off the bags, down face first onto a big blanket on the floor, careful to keep all the nasty fluids contained and off the floor. After all, I don't want to sit next to piss the rest of the train ride when I'm done later. Taking my time, I start cleaning everything up, moving her bags and blankets and stuff to the big handicap restroom at the other end of the train. It takes several long trips back and forth, but eventually all that remains is her on the single blanket.
I bring my mask and a hoodie from my bag. I'll need to conceal my face soon.
I then pick up the ends and start sliding her, using the blanket as a sled. I slowly drag her past all the people in their seats frozen in time. All the people she had been terrorizing this whole trip. With her mask off, coughing, clearly sick. Getting all her germs in the air that everyone ...