Playing pee-games with my slave on a train and fucking the conductor in both holes - Sex Stories

Playing pee-games with my slave on a train and fucking the conductor in both holes

... and the most part of her skirt. She bent forward and caught some of it in her mouth, drinking greedily as it ran down her chin and on her tits, leaving dark stains on her dress. She sucked and swallowed, gulping and slavering as she lodged her lips around my wet labia. When she was sated, she leaned back happily. "Mmmh," she moaned, slipping two fingers in and out of her pussy, enjoying the moment. "I love the taste of your piss, mistress. It makes me feel so... dirty, and owned. Like I know it's no reward, nor is it gentle, but it's to put me in place and make sure I'll be your servant in all things, and if it's to drink down your pee." I sat back down in my own chair and smiled at her, my pussy still slightly wet, leaving a small stain on my lap. "This is going to be a wonderful trip, slave," I said, rubbing across my breasts, feeling turned on by her presence, her submissive ways and her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. Suddenly the door to our separee opened. Martina quickly pulled down her skirt and smiled sheepishly at the conductor as she asked for our tickets. I looked at her as I handed her mine, as her face seemed strangely familiar. Then it struck me. "Gianna?" I asked, remembering her from school, so many years ago. She looked deep into my eyes, then smiled back. "Oh my god," she said, "Anna, is that you?" Gianna was in my class for a few years, until she went to a different school. We were not friends, nor enemies, but kept our distance as we had ...

... different tastes and attitudes and so I didn't think much of her after she was gone. It was strange to see her after all these years, in her work outfit no less. I had no clue she went on to work for the railway. She was short, just as I remembered her from school, with the blackest, thickest hair that she wore shoulder long and straight. Her skin was incredibly pale, which gave a sharp contrast to her hair and dark eyes, but her face was cute. She wore the dark blue uniform of the railway conductors and looked kinda sexy in it, though it hid most of her features. I nodded, not knowing what to say. "Yeah," I replied. "I... we... are just on our way to vacation." She smiled, holding out a hand to Martina as she was eyeing her. "Hi, I'm Gianna. Anna and me were in school together." Martina shook it with the same hand that was in her pussy just seconds ago, and the thought made me even more aroused. "Martina, nice to meet you," she said, and, following her gaze, she smiled. "Anna just spilled something on me," she explained the stains on her dress. Gianna laughed. "Well, it's warm enough for it to dry fast," she said. I nodded, slightly embarrassed, but Martina seemed content and happy with herself. "Ah, it makes me feel so good I kinda don't want it to dry," she said giggling. Gianna looked at her puzzled, then turned to me again: "So, what're you doing these days?" she asked. I shrugged. "You know, nothing special. I'm working for the city." She smiled. "And you, Martina?" Martina ...