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The violation was exquisite, and painful, and the most overpowering thing she’d ever endured. At the very end, his arms were around her waist holding her as he fucked her. She was tempted to go limp when he finally let loose with a terrific orgasm, but he held her tightly against him until his pulsing cock softened and dropped away. After he’d caught his breath, he toyed with her pussy, bringing her to a powerful climax.
They rested together in the pull out bed until it was time to dress and disembark the train an hour later. He wouldn’t untie hands her until the hour was over, ensuring the captive nature of her mind. Small kisses on her ear in the relentless silence were the antidote to a feeling of loneliness that welled within her. She was wondering where the next day would take them, and more importantly, where this relationship was leading them both.
They slept side by side that night in the hotel bed, both exhausted. They didn’t make love, they didn’t need to.
***
“How are you doing today?” Reggie asked her on the train in the morning. They’d had breakfast in their room, had showered and dressed with casual pleasantries of a couple who had been together a long time. This question referred directly to the status of her bottom.
“I’m sore,” she answered.
“It’s my preferred method of making love,” he said. His head had been in a newspaper, hers in her book, and because there were people around them in the train car, they had to speak quietly.
“Oh,” she replied.
“That bothers you?” he asked.
She thought for a moment.
“No. I don’t think so.”
He read for a while before he spoke again.
“Tonight will be something to dream about for days,” he said.
“What’s tonight?”
“I’m taking you to a German leather bar.”
She was instantly nauseous. Not because the idea didn’t intrigue her, but she wasn’t sure her psyche could handle another outrageous night. One rude event piled up on another bordered on too much. She communicated her displeasure in her expression.
“Something wrong?” he asked.
“I wanted to do something quiet,” she replied.
He instantly cringed, and drew into himself.
“You don’t have to flash me that look,” she said.
“You don’t have to balk at my plans.”
“There’s no equal in this relationship, is there?”
“No,” he stated flatly. “Is that where the problem lies?”
“I never said there was a problem,” she snapped. “I just need to know all your rules.”
“That’s simple. Do what I tell you to. There isn’t much room to get confused there.”
This time she cringed.
“Or maybe you’re not ready for it,” he suggested.
“I’m more ready for it than you are for real intimacy,” she said.
“Is that statement supposed to annoy me?”
“Absolutely! Are you annoyed?”
