Train Station Mission

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I'm a submissive (M), meaning a girl who plays the role of the masochist in SM games. Although I have a boyfriend, he doesn't know I have a master, and besides, I had a master before we started dating. It's not exactly lying to him, since he never asked, right? Besides, I've always thought of it as just another hobby. I'll just keep it as a secret forever.

My dominant (S) is someone I met online; he lives in another city. As agreed, I went to his city for our meeting. I told my boyfriend I was going to visit my best friend for a few days, and he didn't say anything.

I spent two days with my master, naturally involving whips, candles, various tools, and all sorts of play. When we parted, I felt completely exhausted and drained.

"I'm going to give you a train mission," my master said at the train station, pulling out a metal anal plug. "I want you to wear this on the train." What a torturous master! Maybe I just like his unconventional ways.

We sneaked into a stall in the men's restroom, and she made me hold onto the toilet seat. He arched his buttocks, applied lubricant to the plug, and slowly inserted it into my tender anus. I couldn't help but cry out in pain. There was a man flushing nearby; although the sound of the flushing masked my moan, it still sent a chill down my spine. My master, seeing my embarrassment, laughed. That annoying master, always making me look foolish in front of everyone.

The icy sensation of the metal plug instantly traveled from my rectum to my brain, almost making me ejaculate. My anus gripped the plug tightly, leaving only a diamond-shaped clip sticking out, adding a finishing touch to my already sexy lips.

Getting out of the men's room became a challenge. My master opened the door and told me the restroom was empty. I immediately covered my face and practically flew out of the men's room. We were both quite far away when my master told me that a man was about to come in when I left. He saw a beautiful long-haired girl rushing out of the restroom, kept looking up, and repeatedly confirmed that he thought she had entered the women's restroom by mistake.

The security check before boarding went smoothly. The metal detector beeped, but the security officer thought it was a metal button on my shorts, so I passed through safely. As instructed by my master, I wasn't supposed to remove the plug until I got home. I dared not move much on the way, because even the slightest movement caused the plug to rub against my rectal wall, bringing waves of pleasure. It would be embarrassing to ejaculate in front of others.

Finally, the one-hour journey ended. I called my boyfriend, who was waiting for me outside the station, with my luggage. There were a lot of people at the exit; apparently, there was an international expo there, and security checks were required for exiting. I walked towards the security gate, and my luggage and I went through separately. A middle-aged security guard next to the gate kept watching me. I've been stared at by these kinds of lewd men many times, but this time, with the anal plug on, my gait was a little unnatural. Was he mistaking me for a dangerous person?

I avoided the lecherous old man's gaze, passed through the security gate, and stood on the security steps. The security guard used a metal detector, which made a sound, but he naturally assumed it was the metal buttons on my pants and didn't say anything more, telling me to go get my luggage.

"Wait a minute!" A rough and stern voice came from behind me: "Come here for a second." It was the lecherous security guard.

I was already nervous, afraid of being discovered, and the guard's loud shout made me sweat even more, but it only aroused his suspicion: "Take your luggage up to the security room... Xiao Wang, you take my place."

The lecherous security guard forced me towards the security room without further ado. In order to get out as quickly as possible, I obediently went, indeed, I have a natural masochistic constitution, I have no will to resist at all.

As soon as I entered, he locked the security room from the inside. He used the detector to scan my body, pressing it against my chest. I knew he was doing it on purpose, but I was helpless. Suddenly, the detector moved from my ankles across my legs toward my genitals, because I was wearing hot pants. The provocative sliding made my legs tremble with tension.

*Beep!*—A piercing alarm sounded as the detector touched my buttocks.

"What's inside?"

"Buttons."

"Nonsense, the buttons are in the front. I'm talking about what's in your horny ass."

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Why is the alarm going off? Take it off and let me check!" the lecherous man said sternly.

Seeing my hesitation, he slapped my buttocks with the detector, sending a ripple through my flesh.

I cried out in pain. The lecherous man grinned, a sadistic satisfaction in torturing a beautiful girl.

Under his coercion, I had to unbutton my pants and take them off.

Girls who wear hot pants know this. Especially the kind of short hot pants I was wearing, almost revealing the edge of my buttocks, you can only wear small, tight underwear. Once the hot pants were off, my underwear couldn't cover my two long, straight legs and almost half of my buttocks; they were all exposed.

The lecherous man saw my sexy buttocks and immediately reached out to touch them.

"Ah!" I cried out.

"Don't move, let me check!" He called it a check, but really he was just groping me.

Afraid he'd touch the metal anal plug in my anus, I instinctively twisted my hips to avoid his hand, but this only enraged him. His thick, rough hand slapped my buttocks hard.

"Ah!" Tears welled in my eyes from the pain. A burning red mark of five fingers remained on my snow-white buttocks. Normally, my master would only symbolically punish me, but this lecherous old man was really hitting me with all his might; it almost made me lose my balance. I dared not dodge anymore, letting his calloused hand grope my tender buttocks.

Of course, he wasn't satisfied with just touching my buttocks; his fingers finally began to probe into my buttocks. He felt the plug sticking out of my anus with his fingertips, and unconsciously pressed it inward. The pressure on my rectum made me cry out again.

"What is this?"

I didn't speak; I dared not answer, my face flushed red to the roots of my neck.

"Take it out," he commanded.

"No!" I thought if I didn't resist, I'd be embarrassed in front of him. Even though being naked like this was already shameful enough,

resisting was clearly pointless…

"Fine, you don't have to take it. I suspect you're carrying contraband. If you're taken to the police station, it won't just be me checking you. All your information will be added to the suspect file, and your family will be notified to come and take you home."

"No…" I was terrified by his words. If this got out, I'd become a negative internet celebrity.

"I'll take it."

I tried to turn my backside to remove the anal plug.

"Don't turn around, just take it out like this." He moved a chair over and sat behind me, staring… To get out of there quickly, I stopped resisting. Pulling down my underwear slightly, he definitely saw the diamond plug at my anus. Because he made a sucking sound.

If anyone came in, they would see this: a person holding onto the table, buttocks sticking out, in a shameful position, being stared at by a lewd security guard. This shame even made my vagina secrete fluid; my masochistic nature was unmistakably exposed.

But I couldn't care less about the shame and reached out to pull out the anal plug. Girls who've used anal plugs know that they're pointed at the top and wide at the bottom, widening the anus when pulled out.

With the difficult removal of the plug, my anus slowly expanded, like a young chrysanthemum gradually blooming. The lecherous security guard stared, dumbfounded. He was probably a country bumpkin in his fifties who'd never seen anything like it. Especially such a strange toy being pulled from the anus of a vibrant, beautiful girl.

He sat in his chair, head tilted forward, mouth agape, saliva dripping onto the floor. And the large penis between his legs created a huge tent in his trousers. This embarrassment made the process of removing the plug feel incredibly long.

"Pop!..." The plug was pulled out, air entered, and a sound like a wine bottle being opened came from my anus.

The dilation sensation from the plug was gone, but my anus couldn't close immediately. The lewd security guard stared at me for a few seconds, as if he could see into my rectum.

I quickly pulled up my underwear, but he grabbed my hand: "Hey, don't move. I suspect you have drugs in your anus. I need to check..."

He took out a flashlight and made me stick my butt out higher. He pulled my underwear down to my knees and shone the flashlight on my open anus, examining it closely. Now he could see the entire rectal wall.

He wasn't just satisfied with visual stimulation; his left hand rested on my armpit, and his right middle finger was inserted into my anus.

"Ah!" I shuddered in fright. Although there was lubricant in my anus, and it wasn't closed, there wasn't the throbbing pain of anal dilation. But his rough middle finger stimulating the rectal wall produced a tingling sensation. The stimulation restored the elasticity of my anus, causing it to reflexively clamp tightly around the invading finger.

"How interesting, this slut's anus is quite tight," he retorted, adding insult to injury. I felt even more ashamed. I wanted to relax my anus, yet feared his continued penetration; not relaxing only left me gripping his middle finger tightly, as if I were actively using my anus to hold him back, leaving me in a dilemma, overwhelmed with shame.

"Why is it so wet inside?" he questioned as he thrust his finger in and out.

"Lubricant...ah, lubricant..." I answered, enduring the discomfort in my anus.

"Nonsense, there might be drugs inside!" He probed deeper and deeper, almost inserting his entire middle finger.

"Ah!..." I groaned loudly, the intense stimulation making my body go limp.

My pain only encouraged him to continue torturing me. His left hand gripped my buttocks harder, half of my buttocks deforming in his grasp. His right middle finger also kept probing and playing with my anus.

Feeling swollen, painful, and ashamed, my body gave way, and I collapsed to my knees. "Slap!" A crisp slap landed immediately, sending ripples through my buttocks.

"Get up." He withdrew his fingers, and my anus felt a huge weight lifted. I managed to stand, clutching my genitals

. He sniffed the lubricant on his fingers; it hadn't smelled bad since my master had given me an enema before inserting the plug. Instead, it had a woman's scent.

"Who told you to wear underwear!" I thought he was done checking and tried to pull up my underwear, but he immediately stopped me. He walked up to me and forcibly removed my t-shirt and bra. My two perky breasts bounced out. Now I was completely naked, stripped off by this lecherous security guard.

He stared at my full, firm, perfectly shaped breasts, drooling, his hands unconsciously reaching out to grab them. He kneaded each one like dough.

"Ah, no..." I twisted and struggled, but dared not pull his hands away.

"I need to do a full body check." He used his rough, dirty hands to caress my delicate skin from head to toe.

I closed my eyes, too afraid to look. I let him ravage me. My collarbone, armpits, breasts, waist, lower abdomen, lower triangle area, buttocks, thighs, calves, feet… he touched each area as if it were an examination. He deliberately lingered on some sensitive spots, touching them repeatedly.

I don't know if it was the cold air conditioning or my nervousness, but my body was trembling, and goosebumps rose all over my skin.

After about five or six minutes, I guessed he had touched enough, and returned to his chair, continuing to stare at the naked beauty before him.

"Can I leave now?" I asked.

“No, I’ve checked, but I suspect you’re using drugs. You’re coming with me to the police station. If the drug test is negative, I’ll let you go.”

Hearing him say this, tears welled up in my eyes. I’d been humiliated for so long, and I thought he could just take advantage of me a little, but he still wanted to take me to the police station. If my family or school found out, my life would be over. Especially my boyfriend, I love him so much. If he knew I was into BDSM, he would definitely break up with me. I could only cover my private parts with my hands and stand in front of him crying.

“If you don’t want to go, there’s another way.” He pointed to the bulge in his crotch and said, “If you please him, I’ll let you go.”

“I don’t want to!…” I naturally refused.

“Hello, is this the Tong’an District Police Station?” He picked up the landline and dialed a few numbers. Looking back, it was probably a fake call. But I was already terrified by his actions.

“No, security guard, don’t call the police…” I begged him, crying.

“Then you know what to do, right?” He gestured to me with his eyes. I nodded, tears welling in my eyes.

He sat back down in his chair, made me kneel before him, and commanded, "Help me take off my pants."

I pulled down his security guard uniform trousers and a pair of yellowed boxer briefs, and his erect penis sprang out. The stench from his crotch immediately assaulted my nostrils, bringing tears to my eyes. I turned my head away, trying to escape the stench.

"Haha, I'm so sorry, I've been working a whole month for this damn international expo and haven't had a chance to shower. Use your little mouth to wash me. Suck it out!" "

Faced with this unreasonable demand, I had no will to resist. I just wanted to finish him off quickly so I could get out. So I held my breath and brought my lips close to his shiny black glans. ...I've given my master oral sex before, and he trained me very well. He said my tongue is smooth and soft, and my mouth has strong suction. No man could last more than five minutes before I made him ejaculate. But my master is the only man I've ever given oral sex to. Even my boyfriend hasn't made such an inappropriate suggestion. I never expected to be taken for my second oral sex by this lewd security guard.

I ignored the fishy smell and quickly took his glans into my mouth, covering the shaft, sucking with my cheeks and teasing him with my tongue. I used the vacuum suction method my master taught me to serve him.

The lewd security guard tensed his muscles with excitement: 'I didn't expect you to be such a good oral sex girl. It's a hundred times more exciting than my old, faded wife and the prostitutes on Qingyun Road!'" "

I couldn't tell if he was praising me or deliberately humiliating me, comparing me to a prostitute, which was incredibly shameful and infuriating. That foul-smelling penis stimulated my saliva production. The saliva that flowed out soaked the pubic hair at the base of his penis.

He held my head with both hands, playing with my long hair, enjoying the warm, wet sensation in the mouth of a beautiful girl. My vacuum suction made his penis grow even larger. He greedily pressed my head down, hoping to push his penis in another inch, so that every inch of his shaft could enjoy my mouth and tongue. But his penis was so thick and long that it was almost up to my throat, and I could only take in half of it, maybe not even that. A few deep throats made my tears and saliva gush out. I couldn't make a sound, I could only groan 'woo woo.'

Then one time he became fierce and pushed the head of his penis directly into my esophagus. I turned red in the face and almost suffocated. I quickly pushed his hands away and spat out his penis." I gagged. A thin wisp of saliva still clung to his glans, as if to say that the maiden's lips were unwilling to leave his penis.

I sat for a while before catching my breath. I saw his massive penis standing proudly against me, "staring" at me like a victorious warrior.

To "defeat" it quickly, I ran my fingers through my hair and took this warrior into my mouth again. I held its pride, its fighting spirit, and I wanted to make it surrender.

Because my saliva had diluted the fishy smell of the southern country during the first round of oral sex, it wasn't so disgusting this time. A filthy penis, and I was actually cleaning it with my mouth. What a bargain for this old geezer.

His large glans bulged my cheeks as I sucked and pulled, slowly withdrawing my mouth from his shaft. My soft tongue, like a brush, swirled and churned in my mouth, massaging his glans and urethral opening.

He held my head, his crotch thrusting rhythmically, using my mouth as a vagina for penetration. Not to be outdone, he sucked even harder.

This security guard must train daily; he was incredibly strong, and I was surprised by his sexual prowess as he hadn't ejaculated for so long. My cheeks ached.

I continued to suckle diligently, and after about a hundred strokes, I felt the veins on his penis throbbing and bulging, as if his entire penis was pulsating.

"I'm going to cum!" he shouted. I tried to push him away and spit out his penis, but he held my head firmly, preventing me from moving.

"Ah!..." he let out a low growl. My cum rushed along the vas deferens to the glans, bursting from the urethral opening and into my mouth.

Instantly, salty, fishy, pungent, pungent, and astringent flavors filled my tongue, between my teeth, and throughout my entire mouth, permeating, dissolving, and evaporating.

The desire that had accumulated over a month of not being home was now unleashed without restraint in my mouth.

The continuous onslaught of semen into my mouth caused some of the more valiant soldiers to even shove it into their esophagus and trachea. Accompanying my cough, it even sprayed out of my nose. Many more soldiers, unable to get it into their mouths, were forced out of their mouths, hanging unwillingly from their chins.

This lecherous security guard had probably never felt so good in his life; he ejaculated for a full half minute, his expression dazed, drool dripping down his face. I didn't let go of his mouth for a moment, until the firepower of his massive member subsided, at which point I slowly spat out the shaft.

"Open your mouth, let me see," he said, looking at my mouth full of his countless offspring. Completely satisfied, he said, "Don't spit it out, swallow it!"

Although I had swallowed semen for my master before, I had never experienced such a large quantity. I closed my eyes, tears welling in my eyes, and swallowed the foul-smelling semen.

Swallowing semen was truly unpleasant; the semen flowed from my throat into my esophagus like volcanic lava, a stimulating sensation that made me nauseous and gag.

"Can I leave now?"

"I said I'd let you go once you've made me feel good. But I haven't had enough yet." He pointed to his huge penis and said to me.

Good heavens, I was shocked to see that his penis, which had just ejaculated, showed no signs of softening and was still proudly erect. Doesn't this man have a refractory period?

"Then what else do you want?"

"Your little mouth made me feel good, I want to try your little cunt..." he said with a lewd grin.

"You!... You're going back on your word."

"Hahaha, it's fine if you don't agree." He picked up my clothes from the floor and locked them in the closet: "Then you can leave like this."

I was completely stunned by his shameless behavior and didn't react at all.

Seeing that I wasn't moving, he simply took the initiative to come forward, picked me up and put me on the table. He spread my legs, placed his hard penis at the entrance of my peach blossom cave, and inserted it without any hesitation.

"Ah! It's so big... Please go slower!" I was in excruciating pain from his penetration, tears streaming down my face.

But he showed no mercy, thrusting into me while roughly grabbing my breasts with his large hands. After dozens of thrusts, my body started producing lubrication, which eased the burning sensation, but his unusual size still caused me intense throbbing pain.

This abdominal pain was accompanied by intense pleasure; I guess this is what it means to experience pain and pleasure simultaneously.

"Ahhh..." I moaned incessantly, and he thrust even harder. He cradled my knees in his arms and lifted me up. I had to wrap my arms around his neck to keep from falling.

Like this, he stood on the ground, and I was suspended in the air, my lower body connected only by his penis. His hips slammed against my buttocks, making a slapping sound.

This security guard fucked me in this position for a good ten minutes, without slowing down. Then a jolt of electricity shot through my body, an uncontrollable orgasm traveling from my vagina to my brain.

I clung to him tightly, my whole body tense, my legs trembling, my vagina contracting tightly around his penis. "Ah!!!!" I came to orgasm standing up like that... He sensed my climax too, and stopped thrusting, slowly embracing me, feeling my vagina contracting and enveloping his penis. My vagina was

incredibly sensitive after the orgasm; even the slightest movement from him caused me pain.

"Please, don't move, I can't take it anymore, ah..."

"Little girl, you've had your fun, but I haven't had my pleasure yet?" He thrust into me intermittently.

"No, I can't take it anymore, please stop torturing me."

"That won't do, just bear with it a little longer, I'll ejaculate soon."

"No, I really can't take it anymore. Please. How about I give you oral sex?" To satisfy him, I even offered to give him oral sex.

But he seemed to completely ignore my pleas and started thrusting rapidly again, making my lower body rise from the orgasm in waves. This pleasure was too intense for me to bear; would he fuck me to death?

By this time, I was too weak to hold onto his neck anymore. He wrapped one arm around my waist and used the other to support my legs as he thrust in and out.

I was completely supine, my arms hanging limply at my sides, my eyes rolled back. My breasts were being devoured by his yellow teeth. It was like a wolf tearing apart its prey.

He finally got a little tired and put me on the ground, face down, making me stick my buttocks up high and face him. He continued to rape me from behind.

Because of the deeper penetration from behind, and because his penis was more than twice as long as my boyfriend's and master's, I felt like my cervix was being forced open.

I collapsed to my knees, unable to support myself, letting the pleasure in my lower body slowly overwhelm me.

"Ah, I'm going to cum." I heard him say this in my semi-conscious state.

"No, don't cum inside, today is my fertile period!" I shouted desperately, hoping he would stop ejaculating.

He paused for a moment before remembering that he hadn't used a condom when he was having sex with me.

"I don't want to have a child, it would be difficult to deal with in the future. But brother, I must cum inside you today." I still didn't understand what he meant. He pulled his large penis out of my vagina, the head moving towards my anus.

"No!" I sensed the impending invasion and desperately twisted my hips, trying to escape. But my waist was held firmly in place by his strong hands. My upturned buttocks and tender red anus were about to be kissed and invaded by this venomous snake.

"Ah!………………" I let out a long and miserable groan as his penis forcefully forced open my anus, penetrating deep inside with the help of the lubricant.

"Oh…, so good, I never thought a woman's asshole felt so good… I've wasted my life if I haven't fucked you."

His black penis, like a warrior's spear, attacked and pierced my anus back and forth.

"Ah, your horny asshole is so stimulating, I'm going to cum…" After dozens of thrusts, his penis finally reached its climax. He pressed me down, frantically thrusting in and out of my anus a few times, his elite weapon opening the gates and rushing into my rectum. It plundered and fought wantonly inside. The scalding hot semen gave me a thoroughly enjoyable anal orgasm; the opening and closing of my anus was completely disrupted by his penis.

Even after ejaculating once, the security guard hadn't reduced the amount of semen. I felt him ejaculate inside my anus for over half a minute before his hard penis finally softened.

"What a powerful asshole. Normally, when I fuck, it takes me four or five tries to go soft, but I didn't expect you to make me go soft in one go with this little girl's asshole." He pulled out his penis with satisfaction.

Before the fluid in my rectum could flow back out, he picked up the anal plug on the table, pried open my anus with his hand, and inserted it into my anus.

I was completely exhausted and powerless to resist; I could do whatever he wanted to me.

"Alright, you can go now, you slut. Remember, you can only remove this anal plug after we get out of the train station, otherwise, I'll make you do a public nude search. Understand?" It took me a long time to recover before I struggled to my feet, quickly put my clothes back on, and limped out of the security room. He followed me at a distance.

Finally, I reached the exit, and my boyfriend was already there. He was clearly very anxious, considering I'd been tortured in the security room for almost an hour. As soon as I saw him, tears welled up in my eyes again.

"Why is the security check so slow… baby, why are you crying?"

"Nothing, I just missed you." I hugged him tightly. He thought I'd been missing him for days and was crying, so he hugged me back just as tightly.

He never imagined that his girlfriend had just been sexually assaulted in the security room by a lewd security guard, who had penetrated all three orifices simultaneously, leaving a large amount of foul-smelling semen in her anus… The drive home still took an hour, and I couldn't possibly remove the anal plug in front of my boyfriend. So I had no choice but to let the lewd security guard's semen continue to soak my anus, as if he were continuously raping me…

[The End]

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