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Coastal Rail was the largest railway company in North America. Itsvariety of destinations, special tours and excellent rates made it quicklyone of the most popular vacation travel methods. Its west-coast trips wereby far even more popular than most Caribbean cruise ship packages. Startingin San Diego, the train climbed its way through the mountains, down throughthe Sacramento valleys, and crept its way north along the coast. Dependingon what side of the train in which you were seated, you could be witnessto the endless beauty of the Pacific Ocean, or cranking your neck to glimpsethe spectacular view of the mountains. Either way, you were treated to someof the most picturesque landscapes in the world.
After California, the train traveled north, coasting through Oregon and Washington,and then entered Canada by way of the British Columbia-Alberta border and theRocky Mountains. Now the train heads north-west, destination: Anchorage, Alaska,where the train would rest overnight before making its return trip to San Diego.
The trip itself was worth the money. But the actual train was that of a five-starhotel on tracks. The dining cars had elegant black and burgundy table settings,the dimmed lighting and candles setting the perfect atmosphere. There werelounge cars, where vacationers could relax on exquisite sofas, loveseats andhuge, throne-like chairs. The sleeping cars were even better. Each cabin wassoundproof, and the doors and walls were thick. Each door had not only a key,but a six-digit password the customer had to press on the number pad whileinserting the key into the lock. While some customers thought this was over-the-topand unnecessary, most carried valuable possessions and disliked taking a safewith them.
One customer, a gentleman by the name of Heath Sawyer, stayed on this trainfor the entire summer. He is a writer by profession, claiming the scenery helpsthe creative juices flow. Staff members assumed he was quite successful, sincehis penthouse-like cabin took half of an entire car. But he was a very pleasant,friendly man, and on a first-name basis with the entire staff, and has evenbeen known to be invited to the staff cars for coffee or tea. He was an assetto the company as well, since his thorough knowledge of the trip was useful,and other customers instantly took a liking to him.
This trip would be special, since the trip was extended to include Coloradoand all of Alberta. Instead of the usual layover in Alaska, the train wouldbe stopped and the passengers would be checked into hotels in three differentspots. Passengers, of course, had the option of staying on the train itself,although no one ever chose to do so in the past. Heath was at his best, greetingpassengers who came on board, helping staff direct passengers to their cabins,and generally charming everyone who stepped on board.
Katrina Dubois stepped aboard and sighed heavily. She always hated going hometo her over-bearing parents. Her father, a cut-throat lawyer in a huge firmin Calgary, never had time for her as a child. Her mother, a social directorfor the same law firm was the snob of the planet, and insisted her daughterwould be a prim and proper young lady who would one day marry into anotherhigh-class family and take up her position as social director. Katrina hadother ideas.
Katrina excelled at sports, and was on a volleyball scholarship to UCLA. Onweekends, she competed with her best friend, Sarah, on the beach volleyballcircuit. They had done well, and, mid-way through the season, found themselvesin third place overall – with only 28 points separating them from theleaders. Katrina was a very quiet, sweet girl, but once on the court, turnedinto a determined, highly competitive volleyball demon. No hit or set was evertoo far for her to reach, and she spent half the game diving into the sand.Sarah was the perfect compliment, always ready to dig or set, always encouraging,but equally competitive. Together, they were becoming the stars of the beachcircuit.
In school, Katrina and Sarah were majoring in Sports Psychology, with a minorin Sports Management. They had met in class when Katrina, arriving late, scrambledto find a seat. Sarah quickly waved her over, and the two became fast friends.Now they would be taking a three-week break, as Sarah visits her family inNew York, Katrina hers in Alberta. As Katrina waved at Sarah through the window,she had second thoughts. The trip was a surprise for her parents, who weren'texpecting her until summer. But spring break was extended for her, since shehad worked her ass off and completed four huge projects well ahead of time,allowing an extra couple weeks to do what she wanted. What she wanted was tospend this break with her parents with the hopes that they wouldn't expecther to spend the summer with them. She had an entire beach volleyball summerseason to go, and hated the thought of spending it learning how to organizea charity ball or afternoon tea.
The train's whistle blew, and soon they were moving. Katrina tried to findher cabin, but only succeeded in bumping into someone in the hallway. "Oh!I'm so sorry. Excuse me." she said in her most polite tone.
"Please, don't be sorry. I know I'm not! In fact, I hope you bump into me again sometime!" the deep voice replied, chuckling.
Katrina blushed, and looked up. What met her gaze was the most beautiful, deep-bluepair of eyes she had ever seen. They almost looked right through her, rightinto her soul. She stepped back a bit, clutching her purse and duffel bag.He stood tall, and she found herself craning her neck, for he stood at least6'4. He had huge, broad shoulders, a strong, square jaw, a straight, long noseand impeccably groomed, clean-cut hair. As he smiled, she caught sight of perfect,white teeth and full lips. He had the ghost of facial hair, just a shade ofgray on his jaw and just under his nose. He was probably one of the most handsomemen she had ever seen.
He grinned at her again, and nodded toward her ticket. "If I may, I can showyou where you are staying. I am quite a regular on this train, and I wouldbe most certainly honored to escort such beauty to her cabin."
Katrina blushed and nodded, unable to speak. She timidly handed him her ticket,which he inspected for a brief moment and then offered his arm, encouragingher with his charming smile. Her face a now crimson red, she took his arm andlet him walk her through several cars until she was in car SLP9. He led herdown the narrow hallway, and then stopped in front of a door.
Katrina looked at the door, then at her ticket. Sure enough, he had led herright to her cabin. He picked up her duffel bag and showed her how to use thenumbered code system. When she finally got the hang of it, he excused himself,and told her he hoped to see her when the dinner bell rang at 6. He openedher cabin door and stepped out.
"Wait, please!" cried Katrina. "I don't even know your name! I am Katrina Dubois." she said, extending her hand.
"Ah, angels do have names after all," he said gently, taking her hand. "My name is Heath Sawyer. And believe me, the pleasure of this introduction is all mine." he almost whispered, tenderly kissing her hand. He held her hand like that for a few seconds, then gently let it drop and then he was gone. Katrina leaned back against the wall, fanning her face. What a man, she thought. So gentle, so handsome, and the kind of person she could fall in love with, yet still be the kind her mother and father would approve of.
Heath headed back to his cabin, which was only next door to the ravishing Katrina's.As he closed and locked the door behind him, he grabbed his huge suitcase frombeneath the bed and opened it. Whips, chains, ropes, leather, gags, drugs,and a great number of other fun toys met his gaze. He smiled, thinking howwonderful Miss Dubois would look, struggling, fighting the ropes, as he takesher again and again. Maybe this is the one he would keep, he thought. He onlyhoped she had much more stamina than the others.

CHAPTER 2

Katrina entered her cabin and grinned. It was spacious and luxuriouslydecorated. Beautiful antique furniture was placed amongst a rich, ivory background.Tall lamps lit the room, filling it with a soft, rich glow. She flopped downon the bed, a modest double bed, but nonetheless soft and comfortable. Sheunpacked her things, leaving her undergarments for last. She tenderly pickedup the satin and lace garments – the deep red satin corset with theblack lace trim and matching garter and choker. She folded them carefullyand laid them in the top drawer of the beautiful dark cherry wood dresser.Next she daintily held up her jade green bra and thong panties, matchinggarter and the silver necklace with the jade stone pendant.
Once everything was unpacked, Katrina decided to take a shower, and to heramazement and delight, found the whirlpool tub in the bathroom. She sat downat its edge, admiring the marble floors, until the clanging of the dinner bellstartled her. She jumped up, freshened her make-up a bit, and quickly flungan evening dress on. The black, sleeveless, v-neck dress came down to mid-thigh.She hoped it was as elegant-looking as she had been told before, and pinnedher hair up, allowing a few strands to cascade down her neck. She caught sightof the clock, and dashed out the door.
Heath smiled at his reflection in the mirror. His dress shirt was crisp andclean, freshly ironed and smelling of flowers. He checked his perfectly whiteteeth and scurried out the door. A blur of black flew past him, and when itslowed down, he smiled from ear to ear. Katrina, her dark hair piled on herhead, the loose strands curling softly down her neck… ravishing. Herbody, the very definition of seductive, was wrapped in a very flattering blackVersace dress. Her shoes, 4" heels, held on by thin, elegant straps that madeher feet and shapely legs even more sexy, flicked back and forth, her hipsswaying as she skittered to the dining cars.
"Miss Dubois!" came a loud voice.
Katrina whirled around. Her gaze softened into a shy smile when her gaze cameupon the source of the voice. "Why Mr. Sawyer. I didn't see you there. Howare you this evening?" she asked, trying desperately not to blush.
Heath's heart... and loins... stirred. "Ah, Miss Dubois. You are absolutelyexquisite. May I have the pleasure of escorting you to dinner?" he asked, extendinghis arm.
Katrina smiled and nodded, taking his arm. As the two walked into the diningcar, all heads turned and everyone gasped at the perfect, beautiful couple.Some whispers could be heard, and many smiles and nods. Heath pulled the chairout for her and seated her at the window. She thanked him, and as he sat down,he snapped his fingers, bringing forth Gerard, his favourite waiter, who immediatelypoured them some wine.
They, along with all of the diners, clinked glasses to toast the beginningof the journey. Throughout the delicious meal, Heath insisted on keeping herglass full of the dry wine. She giggled and thoroughly enjoyed every minute.He was so handsome and charming, never once faltering. She still squirmed underhis steel-blue gaze, feeling his eyes penetrating her soul, but the wine andhis smile soon made her at ease.
As they left the dining car and made their way back to the cabins, he gentlyasked her if she would accompany him to his cabin, for he wanted to show hersomething. Giggling, she accepted, and they quietly ducked into his cabin,closing (and locking) the door behind them.
Once inside, he told her to sit down in the chair and close his eyes. She giggledagain, the wine making her half-drunk. He teased her for peaking, and gentlyput a blindfold over her eyes. Not being able to see, she waited. He approachedvery carefully, the damp rag held gently in his hand. He touched her hair,making her jump in surprise. Suddenly, he clamped down hard, slamming the ragover her nose and mouth. She gasped, her hands flying up to his, trying towrench them away from her face.
"Just breathe darling, just take a nice, deep breath and you'll feel much better." he whispered into her ear.
She struggled, desperately trying to get his hands away, trying to stand, tryingto get away. But soon she could hold her breath no longer, and her effortsfaded. Her arms slumped, her eyes quivered, then rolled back, her lids finallyclosing. Her head fell back against him, and only then did he take the ragoff her face. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the cheek.
"Welcome to the Heath Express, darling." he whispered, giggling to himself before picking her up and carrying her to his bedroom.

CHAPTER 3

Heath always worked like he socialized. Hewas efficient, polite, made sure everyone in the room felt tended to, andhe was extremely fast - without anyone observing realizing just how fast.
Over the years on the train he had made adjustments to his cabin. The largestadjustments were made to the bed. As he pulled a lever underneath the footof the bed, a whirring sound started, and suddenly huge brass rings were raisedfrom the side bed frames to a level that met the top of the mattress. The mattressitself then disappeared, turning completely over, its bottom surface rotatingto the top and settling back into the frame. Various contraptions were attachedto the new "mattress", and Heath smiled, again surprised at how quietlyeverything moved. More brass rings were pulled out of the headboard, and afew even fell down from the ceiling, stopped by chains just three feet abovethe bed. Finally, Heath pulled a huge trunk out from under the bed and openedit, his smile getting bigger by the second.
He lifted Katrina, who he had left on the bedroom floor, and carried her tothe bed, laying her gently down. She didn't move an inch, the effects of thedrug not yet worn off. Heath wasted no time, and prepared the syringe. He injectedit into her left bicep and then got to work. She would be out for at least12 hours, and he needed to work fast so that he could make social appearances.
First he placed felt-lined steel cuffs on her wrists, and, attaching a shortchain to them, attached the chain to the brass rings that hung from the ceiling.Her entire upper body was in an upright, sitting position, and feeling thatshe was secure, did the same with her ankles. This time her lower body wasraised, but not as high as her upper body. Only her ass touched the bed. Usinga pulley, he raised her wrists higher, until her ass was a good two feet offthe bed. Now he could make his adjustments. He pulled back the sheet that hadcovered the firm surface and now the contraptions could be seen clearly. Theyall folded neatly into the firm mattress, but now Heath brought them out. Alarge dildo was hinged, and he swung it up, clicking it in place. Next, anotherdildo, similar in length but not shape, was swung up and clicked into place.Finally, two thin chains, hidden in a tiny compartment, were brought out, oneend of each chain still attached to the bed.
Next he started digging around in the massive trunk. He found the gun, and,loading it, pressed it against her right nipple. He punched the trigger, andka-chunk, her right nipple was pierced. He repeated this with the second nipple,and then slipped dainty white gold hoops through them. Katrina never even flinched.
Finally, he grabbed the numerous gags trying to decide which would be best.He settled on a modified ring gag. He slipped it into her mouth and buckledthe straps around her head. Next, he slipped in and attached the large spongeball inside the ring. The ball was easy to take out should her mouth need tobe open.
He gently took her dress off. Usually he just sliced it open, but he reallyliked that particular dress and thus put it on a hanger and hung it up. Hesliced through her thong, but left the corset.
She was almost ready, he thought. With one hand operating the pulley, he loweredher until her skin touched the dildos. He positioned them carefully, lubricatedthem well, and then lowered her again. The large dildo was engulfed by herpussy, passing through her pussy lips into the depths of darkness. The secondone he carefully aimed at her ass. He was careful to use a generous amountof lubricant both on the toy and in her ass. He took his time slicking up heranus, running his finger up and down the crack, and in and around her hole.His throbbing cock ached to use that hole properly right then, but his patientmind knew there was more work to be done. Finally, he lowered her body a littlemore, both holes sinking around the toys. He stopped the pulley just as shewas six or seven inches from the bed. Next, he swung her legs open, the chainsfrom the ceiling following on a track like that of a hospital curtain. Onceher legs were spread open, he quickly inspected her pussy. Shaved would notdo, he thought, glad that he remembered to buy a waxing kit at the last stop.Later, he thought. Later.
He grabbed the delicate chains and hooked them onto the hoops that were throughher nipples. He adjusted the slack until the chains were taut. Her erect nipplespulled slightly, which made his cock go crazy. With her legs spread wide andher wrists skyward, the picture was a beautiful one. Although she was halfa foot off the bed, she was in a spread-eagle, sitting position, impaled onthe toys, the chains pulling down at her nipples. He grabbed the camera, clickedit once, adjusted his stance, and clicked it a few more times. Always goodto have souvenirs.
Just before leaving the room, he stared lovingly at the sight before him. Frowning,he grabbed the remote for the pulley and lowered her another two or three inches.There, he thought. That would be a wonderful thing to wake up to. Finally,he grabbed a tiny remote from the trunk, punched in a code, and left the cabin.
He would need to be seen and heard so that when the missing Katrina was declaredmissing, he would have numerous witnesses of his presence.

11 hours and thirty-six minutes later, hisremote buzzed. She was awake and moving. He punched a few numbers and smiled.

In the room, Katrina's body was waking up,but her mind was still asleep. As the toys suddenly came to life, her hipsstarted grinding, and into her gag she moaned. The pain was there, but itwas distant... if only she could just get her hand working she could finishherself off... if she could just...

CHAPTER 4

Heath yawned. These dinner parties always boredhim to death. Pleasing and charming a roomful of people was tiring, and hisbody was screaming at him to release his boredom on the young Katrina, waitingin his cabin.
Finally, the party died down, and Heath bid his ever-so-polite farewells.
The sight that greeted him as he entered his cabin made his cock practicallyjump out of his pants. There, before him, was a sweat-covered, trembling, cummingKatrina Dubois. Her muscles quivered and shook as she made her last attemptsto grind her hips back and forth and up and down. Her shoulders and bicepsstrained in their bonds, and then she looked up and saw him, and every strain,every twitching muscles collapsed.
Heath scrambled to her side, removing the dildo carefully. He slowly loweredher body down until she was laying on her back. He tenderly unbuckled everythingand removed the straps and ropes that held her tight. She was out cold, sohe carried her to the bathroom where he lay her down gently in the tub. Herolled up his sleeves quickly and began sponging her down. Her eyes fluttereda bit, and as he leaned forward, their eyes met. There was a faint alarm inher eyes, but fatigue kept it merely faint. She tried to push him away andmurmured her protest, but he just swatted her hand away and told her to shushand enjoy the bath.
He sponged her up and down, caressing her tanned skin with the warm water andscented bath oils. He kissed her shoulder tenderly and stroked her neck withthe sponge. A few times he guided the sponge below the surface, rubbing herpussy with it over and over. He rubbed a little harder, and she moaned.
Finally, he stood her up, rinsed her off and carried her back to the bed, wrappedin a towel. He lay her gently down and dried her off. He covered her with ablanket after securing her wrists to the headboard and cuffing her ankles together.Lastly, he slipped a sponge ball in her mouth and covered her mouth with ducttape. Heath yawned, and flopped down into the huge reclining chair. He feelasleep quickly, the room suddenly quiet except for the sound of heavy, steadybreathing.

Heath opened his eye and grinned. His lovelyKatrina was stirring. A minute later, she was thrashing around and screamingthrough her gag. Heath stood, stretched, and hopped on the bed, straddlingher midsection.
"Good morning sexy." he purred. "What's this? You shouldn't fight me. Fighting will only make me angry and get you into trouble, ya know."
Katrina glared, her hatred and fear red-hot, her muscles working hard to lifthim off of her. She ignored his words, and he warned her again not to fight.She fought even harder.
He hopped up and walked away from her, trying not to smile at her moan of victory.he opened the chest, retrieved a long whip, and walked back over to her. Hewasted no time in snapping the whip down on her tits, striking directly onher pierced nipple. Katrina jumped as high as the bonds would allow, screechingthrough her gag.

"For a smart girl, you're awfully dumb." hesneered. "Do you honestly think anything you do is going to make a difference?Fight all you want, your punishments will only get more severe. Lay still,and hey, easy access for me. Go ahead and cry, that's what the gags are for.And if you accept the pleasure I'll be giving you and enjoy it, the gatesof heaven will open for you."

"Now Princess, stay still while I completeyour punishment. Next time I tell you to do something, I expect it to bedone. And when I remove that gag of yours, you will refer to me as eitherSir or My Lord. Master is one I'll save after we get to know each other abit better."

With that, he cracked the whip, his smile spreadingas the tip lands right on her clit. Tears flowed freely from her cheeks,and his cock was hardening by the second. He couldn't take much more of this.As the red marks criss-crossed her skin, he tried to decide which hole touse first.

CHAPTER 5

Katrina screamed again. The whip had criss-crossedher sensitive skin, leaving red sketches of the whip's landing zones. Heathgrinned. She was tiring quickly, to no surprise to him. She had a devastatinglytiring previous day, and this kind of activity would cause her feisty reactionsonly for so long. Her breaths now ragged and deep, the glistening chest risingand falling, her eyes darting, the beautiful sound of her screams tryingto attack through the sound barrier in her mouth. It was such a beautifulthing to see, Heath actually paused, his body remaining still, his cold gazefixated on her, the penetrating stare moving from head to toe.

"You have no idea how you look right now, mydear. Simply exquisite. Even I have no words!" he exclaimed, slowly, gentlytrailing the end of the whip over her stomach.

He laid the whip down on the trunk near thebed and walked over to her. His eyes never left her, his stare feasting onthe very sight of her, setting his already intense stare ablaze with desire.He unbuckled his pants and slid them down, removing his shirt in an almostrobotic way. Katrina fought with all her strength, terrified of the wildlylustful look in his eyes. He was always so in control, but his eyes werealmost neon, and one glance sent Katrina into a fit of terror. She pulledwith her arms, kicking her legs, trying to even eat the sponge ball in hermouth.

But Heath kept undressing and preparing inhis cold, methodical way, his gaze still not leaving the sight of her body.When he was finally naked, he adjusted the ankle cuffs, attaching them tothe high corners of the bed, forcing Katrina's legs upward and wide apart.He checked the tension and strength to make sure it would hold, then gentlyeased himself between Katrina's legs.

Katrina froze instantly as he moved in on her,then renewed her thrashing around with a vengeance. Heath frowned, but remainedwhere he was, and reached for one of her nipples. He pinched it, not thathard, but firmly, then increased the pressure steadily as she fought. Soonshe squealed in pain, her body pausing its efforts to escape. He gently relievedthe pressure, until once again she started thrashing. He increased the pressuremore quickly this time, but steadily, until once again she paused her fight.This game of fight and pain, submission and reward continued for nearly anhour.

Katrina was tiring quickly. Her efforts hadbecome mere moans of protests and feeble attempts to kick. However now, assoon as she fought, Heath would pinch her nipple hard, causing her to scream.Heath leaned over her and talked softly.

"If you fight me, you'll only receive pain.The more you fight, the more pain you will receive. If you don't fight me,only good things will happen."

Katrina was too weak to shout out the muffledcurses she was thinking, and instead nodded slightly, blinking in defeat.She made her body relax, then nearly jumped as Heath worked his tongue aroundher clit. Her hips bucked and quivered, her mid screaming for it to stop,her body insisting that it continue. Heath gently slid two fingers into hernow moist pussy, increasing the assault his tongue had on her clit. Katrinawiggled around, until her body took over and her screams turned to moansof utmost desire. The fire and fury that was present before had turned intoa hunger for satisfaction.

"You want me inside you, Katrina dear. I knowyou do. But I won't satisfy that urge until you ask me to. Don't be afraid,don't fight it. Just accept what your body demands."

Heath continued to lick and nibble at her clit,his fingers gently sliding in and out of her now drenched pussy. Katrinawould come close to a climax, then would growl in frustration as Heath paused,letting the roaring fire between her legs settle to mere sparks, before ignitingit again. Katrina was battling her own body for control of the situation.Her desire, then absolute need for release proved too strong for her. Shestarted to plea through the gag.

Heath resisted the temptation to smile at hisvictory. He leaned over her again, his fingers rubbing her clit in quickcircles. "If you want me inside you… if you want to be released andallowed to finish, simply blink twice. If not, I can make this touch andgo game last for hours and hours."
Katrina quickly blinked twice. Heath smiled and kissed her forehead, then movedforward, his fingers still on her clit. He worked the head of his cock intoher entrance, then moved forward in one smooth motion, her drenched pussy givingway easily. Katrina moaned loudly, her hips rising to meet his cock. Her fingersclawed at the wall behind her head, her legs tensing and relaxing over andover, her hips bucking, her moans growing louder and louder, crying out formore… for faster… for harder. Heath obliged, pumping his hipshard and fast, burying his cock deep inside her, his fingers never leavingher clit, working it, until her body was almost lifting right off the bed.Her body shuddered and bucked everywhere all at once, then Heath felt the warmjuices as she came hard.

Heath increased the pace until he too had liftedher higher, impaling her on the explosion. He moaned loudly, then withdrewand laid down beside her, his fingers gently stroking her head, his voicelow and smooth, talking to her so softly.

"You've received your first lesson, my dearKatrina. If you behave, so many good things happen. If you fight, it willonly cause you pain."

With that, he released her from the cuffs andtook out her gag. Too weak to walk, she was lifted and carried into the tubof bubbly warm water. Heath gently sponged her all over, talking to her indeep, soft tones, until Katrina fell asleep right in the tub, her body relaxedand in need of rest. He dried her off as best he could, then wrapped herin a blanket and took her back to the bed where he laid down with her, hishand stroking her head.

He knew she would return to fighting him inthe morning…. But for now… just for now… they wouldlay in the bed in blissful peace. He concluded that Katrina would be theone that didn't get away… she would be the keeper he had always dreamedabout.

CHAPTER 6

Sure enough, Katrina started to wake, and Heathcould sense the emotions going through her… at first the relaxed stateof happiness and contentment, then came the bewilderment of remembering whereshe was, then came panic and fear, and finally, anger and rage. Immediately,he put the gag back in as her mouth opened to scream. He straddled her waistonce again, leaning over to attach the cuffs to her wrists, and the cuffsback to the headboard.

What a lovely sight to wake up to. Her eyesflashed with a mixture of fear and anger, and Heath found himself silentlycursing the affect she had on his body. He felt himself grow hard as shestruggled, always testing every restraint he put her in, always trying tofind a weakness. Anything, to escape.

"My darling, you will learn to wake up moreeasily and happily. Someday, you'll want nothing more than to wake me upwith your lovely mouth around me. I have loads of patience, precious, loadsof patience. So I am willing to wait for that day. In the meantime, I thinkwe need something to eat, hmm?" he said as he dressed and rang the diningcar for breakfast.

Fifteen minutes later, the knock at door tothe cabin announced the arrival of breakfast. He grabbed the whip and wavedit before Katrina, ensuring her silence. He opened the door, tipped the prettywaitress, and grabbed the cart of food, pulling it into the bedroom. Alongthe far wall were two stuffed chairs and he pulled the cart in between them,opening the silver lids of the dishes. Heavenly, steaming scents wafted throughthe air, and Katrina felt her stomach ache. She hadn't eaten much the pastfew days, and she frowned as her stomach betrayed her, growling loudly.

"Mmmmn, they make wonderful meals on this train,my dear, and looks and smells like today is no exception. I hope you're hungry,as I've ordered most of the menu here." He said, walking over to her. Heunhooked the cuffs and left them hooked together in front of her, then helpedher up. He guided her to a chair, even being the perfect gentleman as hepulled the chair out and scooted it back in for her as she sat down. Hereyes widened at the sight of so much wonderful food as Heath took her gagout.

They ate in silence, Katrina content to eatand stare at anything but Heath. Heath ate carefully and slowly, watchingher the entire time. When he did speak, she jumped, a reaction which causedhis own body to stir. "We have a busy day ahead of us, princess. After Iget this meal cleared away, it's play time. After that, you'll be taughta few lessons in obedience. If you continue to misbehave, we'll keep repeatingthe lessons. If you decide to use your brain and be a good girl, we'll havea nice, relaxing bath."

Katrina frowned. She did not like any bit ofthat description of their day. She wanted nothing more than to lunge acrossthe table and strangle the man who was keeping her prisoner. No amount ofbaths would ever shake the dirty feeling she had inside at his violationof her very inner core. He was crazy, she thought to herself, a psycho whogets off on her fear. She would never make it easy for him… NEVER!

Heath did as he said, piling the dishes ontothe cart and pushed the cart out the door, then locked the door and returnedto her. He asked her to stand, which she predictably ignored. He sighed,and at first she had hoped he was giving up hope, but instead, he viciouslygrabbed her hair and dragged her over to the bed. He flipped her onto herstomach, then cuffed her wrists to the headboard. He grabbed some leatherstraps, and with the same cold, methodical speed, wrapped them around herupper leg and shin, pulling it tight so that her legs were forced to bendat the knee and curl under her. He repeated it with the other leg, then satback, staring at her lovely, silky, inviting ass.

He grabbed the riding crop again, and trailedthe end down her ass, causing another fit of panic and anger from Katrina.She screamed into the gag, her hips bucking, her legs trying to rid themselvesof the leather that forced them to bend. Heath remained calm and silent,content to trail the whip. He tired of her screaming and struggles, and herscreams were actually louder than the CRACK! Of the whip as it hissed downonto her ass.

He returned to trailing it, this time, flippingit around and trailing the handle of it down her crack, and around her hole.He smiled as she tensed, knowing she was sensing what was next. He traileddownward, and pushed the handle into her pussy, bringing forth a surprisedmoan from her. He pushed it in and out a few times until it was glisteningwith her excitement, then he trailed it once again to her ass, this timenot wasting anytime, opting to push it right in.

Katrina screamed and shook her head, renewingher struggling fight against the restraint. Her eyes flooded with tears ashe pushed the handle deeper, then pulled it back again. Her hips bucked wildly,but still she could not rid her ass of the crop's intrusion. She screamedand growled, and soon found herself covered in sweat and gasping for air.Heath left the crop inside her ass as he grabbed a huge dildo, then rubbedcream all over it. It wasn't lubricant, but instead a version of IceyHot,meant to cool then heat sore muscles. Without missing a beat, he jammed thedildo into her pussy, thrusting it in and out a few times.

At first Katrina moaned with pleasure… butthen the cream heated up and burned, and soon she was bucking with even morevigor. Heath smiled as he smeared regular lubricant over his cock, then removedthe crop and replaced it with his hard member. Katrina's mind was whirling.Her pussy was burning, her eyes were watering, and she felt a new, much largerpressure at her ass. But the burned suddenly intensified, and she buckedher hips, sending Heath's cock deep into her ass.

She screamed, then felt the dildo removed,only to re-enter with more of the cream. The burning became unbearable, andKatrina bucked her hips repeatedly. Heath threw back his head with a hugemoan as she bucked back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her ass.The cream was doing the work for him, yet he needed more, and started rockinghis hips. Katrina screamed and for a full minute, let out one steady scream.It only created more of a desire for Heath, who kept pumping in and out ofher ass. She clenched down on him, but that only made it even better, andsoon he ignored her screams and tears, and became animalistic in his thrusts,slamming into her ass again and again until finally, he exploded.

As he collapsed onto the bed, leaving Katrinato deal with the ever-present burning in her pussy, he smiled at her andspanked her ass hard.

"Let's start playtime now, shall we?" he askedsadistically.

Oh god… was all Katrina could thinkas the burning increased.

To Be Continued…

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I had just turned 21 and spent a week with my cousins. They had driven me the 300 miles to their house, but when it was time to go home, I decided to book a ride on the train.I had ridden the train a few times with my family as a kid, and I was looking forward to having time to read and rest and gaze out the window with a pensive look.I ended up doing less of those things than I anticipated.I boarded as the sun was setting and proceeded through the cars to my seat. I passed a few reading or...

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The Love ExpressChapter 12 Death Train

March 15th, 1995, 4:30 PM CT; Mile 90; 14 miles east of Princeton, IL Jillian was amazed by the Sightseer lounge and its incredible view of everything around it. The floor-to-ceiling windows and curved roof skylights were what George had described, but they were absolutely breathtaking in person. These cars were, truly, the crowning jewel of not just the Superliners, but Amtrak’s fleet in general. They almost made up for the spartan nature of the rest of the train! In addition to being...

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Gone With the WindCh 4 Death Train

March 15th, 4:30 PM CT, Mile 90, 14 miles east of Princeton, IL Jillian was amazed by the Sightseer lounge and its incredible view of everything around it. The floor-to-ceiling windows and curved roof skylights were what George had described, but they were absolutely breathtaking in person. These cars were, truly, the crowning jewel of not just the Superliners, but Amtrak's fleet in general. In addition to being unabashed luxury conveyances on which to tour and sightsee the beautiful...

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Whored in Train

It was a Monday & Mohit (my hubby) & I had gone to attend a wedding. I was dressed in a silver colored sari (Indian traditional dress for females) & a matching sleeveless blouse. My silky brown hair was tied up in French knot & only the narrow back of my low cut blouse covered my back. The front was also equally low cut but my pallu was covering my cleavage (at least at that time.).At the wedding I had started to flirt with a couple of young studs & had let them come very...

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Whored in Local Train

It was a Monday & Mohit (my hubby) & I had gone to attend a wedding. I was dressed in a silver colored sari (Indian traditional dress for females) & a matching sleeveless blouse. My silky brown hair was tied up in French knot & only the narrow back of my low cut blouse covered my back. The front was also equally low cut but my pallu was covering my cleavage (at least at that time.).At the wedding I had started to flirt with a couple of young studs & had let them come very...

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Daydreams on a Train

Chapter 1: Exeter As I boarded the train at Exeter station, I realised this is the first time I'd been home to see my family since the term started in September. Now it was the Christmas holidays and my life seemed empty. The previous two years at university had been blessed with a great lesbian love affair that had lasted most of the time here. But it had all gone wrong this term. I was depressed although I had tried hard not to let it affect my course work. The train, bound for London, was...

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