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Jason: 4pm today. You’ll get the tube to Elephant & Castle. Take your blindfold. Dress for sex. Text me when you arrive at the other end. Understand?
My fingers trembled as I texted back a shakyYes.
I looked over my shoulder every step of the way, checking out every man on the platform, then every man on the tube, as my mind went into overdrive. The station was quiet when I sent my arrival text, and he called back instantly. His voice sounded hollow, like he was in a cave. Or a bathroom.
“Down the street to your left, keep walking. You will see a pub, the Black Swan. I want you to go inside, straight to the back, toilets are downstairs. Don’t speak a word, just make your way down and stand in a cubicle. I want you facing the toilet, legs spread with your blindfold on. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Text me when you get there.”
“Okay.”
“Good girl. I hope you’re ready for this.”
I hoped so, too.
I was shaking like a leaf when the pub came into view. It was open, as promised, with a few old boys sat at the bar and nobody else besides. I wondered if any of them would be joining me, unsure if the idea excited or repulsed me. I went down the dimly lit stairs and entered the toilets and hurried into a cubicle. My mouth was paper-dry, legs like jelly. I folded my coat onto the cistern, then sent the arrival text. He rang immediately.
“Talk to me, dirty girl, are you ready?”
“Yes.”
“I want you to put the phone on speaker and place it on the cistern. I want to hear everything.”
“You aren’t coming?”
“No,”he said, simply.“Do you trust me?”
I must have been fucking crazy. “Yes, I trust you.”
“Good girl.”His breath was fast, excited.“In a few minutes a man is going to come down and find you. He’s going to take you rough, from behind. He’s going to fuck that sweet little pussy and you’re going to enjoy it. You’re going to moan for me, tell me how good he feels. You’re going to let him do whatever I’ve asked him to do, and you’re going to come for me.”
“Oh fuck, Jason...” Panic threatened, adrenaline racing. I fought the urge to run.
“Do you want this?”he said.“Play with those gorgeous tits and tell me you want this.”
I teased a nipple through my dress. It was hard, ready. My thighs were warm. “Yes, I want this. Oh fuck, Jason, I want this.”
“Good girl. You have the blindfold on?”
I placed the phone on top of my folded coat and pulled the blindfold on. “Yes. It’s on.”
“Play with yourself. Tell me when you’re ready for the stranger’s cock, Gemma.”
I reached down between my thighs, slipping my fingers inside my knickers. My ears strained for footsteps, for anything, but there was only Jason’s voice on speakerphone. I played with my clit like my life depended on it, small fast circles until the ache started to build.I can do this.
I could hear Jason playing, too. Just like old times.“That’s right, good girl. Make yourself wet for him. Tell me when you’re ready.”
Ready? Sweet Jesus.“Okay, I’m ready... Oh God, Jason... I can’t believe I’m doing this...”
“Slide your panties down, dirty girl. Bend over for him, I want you spread wide, pussy begging for cock. I want him to see how fucking good you are for me.”
“Oh fuck...”
Noises from the stairway. Heavy steps. I was shivering, hands propped on the toilet seat with my bare ass on offer. The door creaked open and I fought the urge to turn around. A click of a lock, and there was a man in the room with me. I could hear him breathing.
Hot hands on my hips made me jump forward, but they pulled me back. A strong grip. The strange hands kneaded soft flesh, running a wet finger down my ass crack to slide inside my pussy. Slowly, deliberately. I let out a squeak.
