I am an attractive woman.
For a hotblondesex while all I hot had all been riding hotblondesex the train commuting from my suburb into the city hotblondesex. For the last month or so I noticed an attractive young man riding on the train for approximately the same stretch that hot I ride. He is always on before I get on, and at the hotblondesex end of the day hot I often catch him riding back on the same train line home.
It was a slow Friday morning. I chose hot this day hot because hot most of the commuters from my affluent suburb would be staying home and enjoying their usual 3 day weekend. I made my way casually hot onto the train. My heart was racing in anticipation and excitement hot. Already the thrill of what hot I planned to do was causing me hot to get completely wet. As I moved my pussy became more and more sensitive, my wetness dampening my legs through my silk panties.
His eyes narrowed but he answered. "Patrick."
"Ah. Hello Patrick. You and I are hot going to hot become much better hot friends hotblondesex very soon." I hotblondesex replied smoothly, my voice husky all with growing desire. The jostling of the train was starting to make hot me more and more turned on with every bump my sweet pussy made against the hard seat.
"Sit down, Patrick." I ordered. "We are going to have some fun."
"I hot didn't hot hear you Patrick. I expect you to answer me in an audible tone. And you may address me as your Goddess. Do you understand?"
"Yes, my Goddess." Immediately I could tell he was fighting my control over him. I knew all too well that there would be no hot hope hot for it. The control only became stronger and hot stronger the longer the subject was under.
"Oh hotblondesex my toy--you are sooo good. I cooed encouragingly. Have you done this before, my shy boy?"
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