The Train Station

[Bandit|Queen]

Just want to say a big thank you to Hampers for helping me out and being my unofficially official editor Hope you all like it, comments and suggestions always welcome.


Part 1:

Ann stood on the station by the coffee shop where he had told her to wait. She had one bag with just a change of underwear, her phone, some money and a collar in. Dressed in what he had specified; jeans, plain blue t-shirt, black bra and flip flops with her toe nails painted red.

She waited for what seemed like an hour. She kept glancing at the station clock and watched the hands slowly tick past the specified time. She knew she had been early but the panic started to rise as he was five minutes late, ten minutes, fifteen. What if he didn’t turn up? Was this him testing her to see if she would wait? Could people somehow tell that she was pantyless? Did she look guilty or embarrassed?

She quietly watched the people milling around the station shifting on her feet from time to time starting to get cold and tired from the long journey. Her heart almost skipped a beat as she caught a glimpse of a guy in a black jacket, thinking it was him. But no, just some business man.

She looked back at the clock, frowning slightly to herself. Anger started to override her nerves, the words spilling out of her mouth; “I’ve turned up on time, would have been polite for him to do the same.”

A familiar voice came from behind her, quiet but just loud enough to hear the slightly amused tone. “I told you I would turn up Ann, why would you doubt my word?” She stood still for a split second just turning her head to look at him with a sheepish smile, trying to hide her butterflies. He walked up to her, took her hand and walked briskly towards the exit, leaving her to follow closely behind.

She had expected a few minutes of uncomfortable small talk or something but he was already walking with somewhere in mind. Ann wasn’t normally very forward and usually took a while to be comfortable around someone. His confidence in just dragging her off had thrown her. Her mind raced, not knowing what to ask first.

She settled on the obvious question. “Where are we going?” He looked round at her with a cheeky smile, squeezing her hand slightly.

“Just round the corner, you’ll see”

They walked out of the station and round the side of the building where he stopped and pulled her into a door way, grabbing both her hands and pinning them to her sides as he pushed her up against the door.

“Where’s your purse, girl?” Ann stared at him, mouth slightly open, not knowing if she should struggle, tell him to leave her alone, or to just answer him. He smiled, letting go of her hands and taking her bag. Glancing up at her he rummaged around inside pulled out her purse and pocketed it.

She gaped at him, “My tickets are in there.” She moved forward and quickly made a snatch for her purse. He simply pushed her back against the wall with one hand and held her there for a few seconds while he checked through the bag. Shifting uncomfortably as he went through her things trying to read on his face what he was thinking.

“Good girl, you bought exactly what I asked.”

His confidence confused Ann, she didn’t know how to react or what he expected from her. She decided the best thing to do was just go along with everything for now and only speak up if she was unhappy with something.

“Before you get any ideas,” she said quietly but with determined confidence, “I’m not here only for you to get what you want and walk off you know.” He chuckled and leant forward, letting his lips lightly brush against hers muttering. “You don’t know what I want from you yet girl, maybe you should wait and see before you make up your mind. You might be surprised at how much you'll be willing to do for me.”