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30 days submission training i experienced (part four) As I started to say in my last posting. This was to be a 3 night journey on this trip My ticket said I was riding all the way to the west coast. I felt so much better seeing the seat next to me was empty at the time. The train left the station. I sat there. Waiting for the conductor to come by and collect. Conductor looked at my ticket. By yourself today he asked. Yes sir I said. See you are going all the way. Hope you have fun. Grabbed my blanket and covered myself. Found a sleep mask in my backpack. It was still light outside. I wanted to take a nap. No idea how long I was sleeping when I was awaken. I felt someone's hand on my crotch. I jumped. Started to say something. Before I could speak, I felt someone's hand over my mouth. Seems someone had taken the seat next to mine sometime after we left the station. A lady was sitting beside me. She removed my mask. Hen she replaced her hand and pressed her lips to mine. I was startled as she held me down and seemed to take her time removing her lips away from mine Who are you I asked. First off she said. Let me ask you. She showed me her phone. Showed me a picture on her phone. Is that you she asked. Before I could answer she swiped the screen and showed me another pic. And then another. All three were very intimate x-rated pics of me. In each pic I was naked. On my knees. They were full body selfies with three folks I met so fr on this journey I was not sure how to answer. Who was this woman. And how did she get these pictures. I knew I did not have these images. But some stranger clearly did. Answer me she said. Are these you. I looked at her. I could feel my face turning red. I lowered my eyes to the floor as I answered her. We need to talk she said. We talked and talked and talked on that train. No idea how long we talked or much of what was said. All I can remember is I was very tired. And I just wanted to sleep. The sun had long set before she decided to allow me to sleep. Lay back she said. Put your feet up. Then she covered herself with my blanket. Then turned her body in such a way to where she laid her head on my crotch. I hoped no one could see her on me. But since we were in coach. Anyone who looked our way could see just about anything. That next morning she got up to visit the bathroom. Or so she told me. She was gone for some time before she got back to our seats. She stood in the aisle and said follow me. I found a place we can relax better and see everything. Leave your bag and follow me she said. We walked towards the back of the train. Entering and exiting car after car. We got to a car that said sleeper. I’ve never been here before. My ticket was coach class. Not sleeper. I stopped and stood there. Standing between cars. The door closed behind her. I looked in the window as she kept walking. She stopped. Saw I was no longer following her. She walked back to where I was still standing. Who told you to stop. Didn’t I tell you to follow me. Now do as I tell you. We got to one of the roomettes. A small room that can hold two. Also converts to a bedroom at night. She pointed in the room. Get in there she told me. I stepped inside and remained standing. I turned back towards the door and watched as she closed and locked the door. Make yourself comfortable she told me as she closed the curtains. I sat down in one of the two seats. Not that one she said. Sorry I replied. Both seats were facing each other. I got up. Turned around. I began to get in the only seat in the room. Not that one either she barked. I told you, make yourself comfortable. I did not give you permission to sit. I stood there, looking at her. She picked up her phone and looked at. No cell service she remarked. She looked up at me. Why are you not on your knees? I told you get comfortable. I got down on my knees. The cold metal floor soon bit into my old knees. She picked up her phone. Still no service she said set her phone down. Then looked at me. I told you get comfortable. Why aren’t you naked. I started to say something the she promptly sushed me. Do as I tell. Otherwise you will never see my or her husbands grand mother ever again. I got up. Stripped naked. Folded my clothes. Placed my clothes on the window sill. Then knelt before her. My bare naked knees on the metal floor. There was long silence in the room. She did not speak to me. And I felt best not to speak to her. The silence was finally broken whe she said look at me. Put your hands behind your back. Keep them there. Then she said smile as she took pictures of me. This I felt at the time was the worse feeling I could ever have on the train. I could hear people out in the hallway. I was inches from the door. I prayed no one would open the door. Then as I knelt there. The train rocking back and forth. My knees painfully feeling the metal floor in the room. It was nearly impossible at times for me to keep my hands clasped behind my back. Her phone rang. It was her . She put the phone on speaker mode. Placed the phone on the table so all could hear. They talked about me. How I was dressed. Or undressed at this time. said she wants more pictures. Mother agrred to send. As they continued to chat the phone cut out. Lost the signal the mother said. Set the phone back down. She went back to looking out the window. I went back to looking down at the floor. We stopped at a station for a fresh air brake it was called. Folks got off the train to stand and walk around on the train platform. I heard voices outside the window. I was so hoping now one would or even could look in the widow. I was still naked. On mu knees. Wearing only the spiked chastity cage between my legs. As we continued down the tracks. An announce came over the PA. Lunch is being served. Are you hungry my roommate asked me. Yes Ma’am I replied. Put some clothes on. Go take a shower. Then get back here. I’ll order lunch. It took a bit for me to get up off the floor. I fell the first time as my knees gave way. A couple more tries as I finally was able to get to my feet. Just your pants, your shirt and shoes. Leave your underwear with me. I took a long shower. It was hard for me to standup in the shower. From my weak knees to the rocking of the train. I dropped the soap. I was almost scared to bend over and pick it up. Got back to the room. Once inside I saw two trays on the table. Both trays covered by a napkin. She had me close the door. But Don’t lock it she said. I felt uneasy at this point. She looked at me. Said you can close the urtain though. Make yourself comfortable she told me. I removed my clothes. Folded them back up. Placed in the closet. As I knelt before her. She lifted the napkin off her plate. Lowered the plate so I could see. Doesn't that look good she said. Yes Ma’am I replied. Then she took the napkin off my plate and showed me what she ordered me. It was a hot dog. A bare naked hot dog. With the bun on the side. She picked up the hot dog. Open your mouth she said. She put the hot in my mouth. Don’t bite it she said. Hold it in your mouth. I ended up watching her take her time eating her large lunch while I remained kneeling. Hands behind my back. And the hot hanging out my mouth. Before she was about to eat her desert. She made me make love to the hot dog. Kiss it. Lick it. Deep throat it. She recorded tis on her cell hone. Then after laughing at me long and hard. She said before you eat the bun. I want you to stick that wiener all the way up your ass. I knelt there. With a hot all the way up my ass. And eating the bun while she looked down on me. She made me remain on my knees, Sometimes kneeling upright beside her. Sometimes she made me kneel between her legs. Sometimes making me kiss the floor as she used my naked body as her human foot rest. There was not much talking during the 10 to 12 or more hours she kept me on my knees. She asked me questions. I answered. She spent time ng out the window. I heard the announcement over the PA that the dining room was open for dinner. I felt so hungry. I was willing to do anything for a good size meal. All I had for lunch was the hot still up my ass. Then my worse fears happened. The door to the room opened. I tried to get up only to be told to stay. In walk the room attendant. How was your lunch she asked my room mate. She replied it was fantastic. How did he like his hot she asked her. It’s still up his ass she laughed. Would he like another cock the room attendant asked. He’s got a big ass my room mate replied. Can you bring him two. I want both up his ass. She took our dinner order. Then walked to the door. Stopped and turned. Don’t get up on my account she said. I already saw the pictures. When the dinner trays were brought back to the room. I was between ner legs. Her foot in my mouth. I was sucking her toes as she was recording it on her phone. The room attendant said I brought you three hot dogs. He lookd like he can stuff them all. Then she patted me on the top of the head. Be good she told me. You don’t want me to have to come back and spank you the room attendant told me. I’m sure he would lke that my roommate said. Before the room attendant left she said I’ll be back in a few hours to make up your bed. See to it he is back in his seat in coach by then. Otherwise I’ll have to kick him off the train. I spent the rest of the evening massaging and worshipping her bare feet. And she not only watched but recorded me on her cell phone, as I pushed all three hot dogs up my ass. When I returned to my coach seat, the sun had set. I got to my row when I noticed a young woman sitting in my assigned seat. Think you have my seat I said. She looked up at me. Lifted my folded up blanket from the aisle seat. As she removed the blanket it exposed a picture of me. The same pic I have seen a few times on this trip. She pointed to my pic. Sit she said. Don’t make me tell you again. I just wanted to crawl in a hole and hide at that time. I lifted up the pic and I sat down. Thank you Ma’am I said. No talking she said. Then picked up a book and began to read. It was a long ride that train ride that final night of this segment. |
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