Stories From The 6 Train

Jenny

"I can't wait to sink my cock so deep in your pussy, Jenny,” Darren says in the voice that must be the one he uses when he scolds employees and stuff, like there's an edge to it that makes me tremble. If I didn’t feel that I could completely trust him, then I’d think it was frightening. Really, it jus turns me on more. This clearly isn’t jus this saying something sexy to me. It is him saying an undeniable truth that we both feel.

Holding back the urge to say anything and focusing on my breathing, I say nothing. Do nothing. I want to be good. I like when Darren tells me that I’m good.

“But first, I’ll spank you for all of that disobedience. You know you’ve needed this discipline. You want it. I see your pussy getting even wetter just at me mentioning it.” I hear Darren inhale sharply and he turns me over, pulling my legs up so that my ass is up in the air. I feel his teeth sink into my skin for a moment and I yelp.

God, this is all so new to me. I don’t know what to expect but I desperately want everything he has to offer. When his teeth release me I hear him pull out one of the conference chairs and sit in it. His hands are my thighs.

"Get over my knee," Darren says. His voice is thick. Oh, that's more than just lust…there’s a commanding presence in his voice, not unlike how he speaks in meetings. It turns me on to think of myself as his little subordinate, as his property right now. I was freaked out no doubt but I’m also very, very turned on it. But I’m so confused!

Is he really going to spank me?

He's bending me over his knee?

Well, I feel something warm pooling inside me. I am so much wetter just thinking about his.

Spanking is kinda weird though, right? I hover over Darren’s body for a second. But pulls me down, my breasts smashing against his legs. My nipples get hard at the feel of his body heat against them.

I'm thankful that spankings happen on the butt, because his teeth there did feel good.

"You were so bad but now you're so good,” Darren croons. I don’t know to make sense of how aroused I am by this moment. By those words. They just feel right.

"I can't believe how long you lasted. You wanted to be good for me, didn't you, Jenny?” Darren’s voice sends dark shivers through my body. His hands are so close to my bared ass, my exposed pussy that’s still so sensitive from him going down on me.

"Yes, Darren,” I answer. I think I am allowed to answer. The way his voice shoots thrills through me, I have to answer him. I have to release my voice trapped inside of me. I have to do something about all this lust and tension in me right now.

Darren exhales, and speaks in measured words. ”I have to punish you, but I'll reward you as well. You've earned both and the discipline, the rules, they’re important.”

There’s a lot to what he’s said, and it is weird, but I feel like I totally get it?! I love that I get it but I also don’t get it…but I don’t know what to do about that. I can’t just ask him. I don’t exactly want to have a conversation right now anyway.

Darren’s sensual voice turns my body to cinders. He's dripping with heat, making me ache for him. I hear the lust in his voice, the promise, and I need it. I need pleasure, pain, punishment, reward. I just can't be trapped in nothingness or need like this. I want to beg, but I don't know what I can say because he’s only going to fuck me when he’s ready to.

"Squirm for me Jenny, you look so good doing it," Darren growls smugly. He knows that he’s making me crazy. “Your fine ass and pretty pussy will get everything they deserve, so soon.” He’s almost laughing, in a dark and damn near sinister way. This is so wicked. So wicked and so hot.

Darren knows the real torture he's inflicting. I'm so eager I can't help but writhe.

Then Darren’s hands slap down on my pussy. Hard, smacking, right on my wet pussy!

I squeal right away at the impact, it mixing with the wet sound.

The vibrating tremor running through my body makes me ache with more need even though he already make me cum. More lustful pressure builds in my stomach. I push my ass up to present myself to him and I squirm more, partly because he told me he liked it and partly because I am just reacting to his touch. Darren pulls me down to his lap and holds me down tight, and sinks his fingers inside my pussy.

Then he spanks my ass.

"Darren!” I cry out, gasping. How can he spank my pussy and my ass and make me feel like this at all? I want him to fuck me! Why is he spanking me at all? And why does he now shove his thick fingers inside my pussy? I need his cock, and I know Darren wants to fuck me.

But it feels so good.

My pussy is clenching around him because those fingers make me ache with need. God, so fucking good. That must be why he’s doing this.

"Oh god!” I scream out, unable to hold back my reaction. Every smack down on my ass heightens the lust boiling my blood. I’m shaking. It hurts in this weird way that feels so good. He spanks and fingers me and I am dying over here. How can it feel so go

od when he’s not fucking me yet? How can I want this so much? I don’t understand what’s happening to me now because I don’t know how I’ll be able to take that enormous cock if he’s doing this to me with his fingers. I don’t understand why Darren’s doing this instead of fucking me with his cock but like maybe it is because of just how damn good this feels. I don’t know why I seem to like it. Why I don’t want it to stop. I mean, I want him to stop and fuck me but I also…don’t want this to be over.

"You be as vocal as you like, Jenny. Music to my goddamn ears," Darren growls.

I didn’t realize I was moaning as much as I was and crying out random things until he said that. I’m allowed to talk when he takes the words out of my mouth…through my pussy. Well, yesterday was my day of silence. Today I’m bare and I belong to him, take his punishment and take his reward.