*[disclaimer: this post is not intended to fetishize trans women, I just happen to be one, and hey, I can have fun, too*
*preamble*
*This is the very first story I ever wrote and english in not my first language, so please feel free to leave some criticism and suggestions!This story is based on an erp I had with my dom]*
I look at my reflection in the window as I think of what’s to come, anticipating Master’s humiliation and degradation. No one else on the subway seems to have any idea what dirty slut I actually am.
Master told me he’d pick me up at the central station today so we could take the train home. It was hard to stay focused beause he just won’t leave my mind, the way he uses me just for his pleasure. We’d been doing this for some time now, so I’m curious to see what he’ll do to me this time, considering he told me to go to the ladies room and take out the lavender plug with a sapphire-colored stone he always makes me wear in public. Getting it out was embarassing enough, because I still had to wash it, even getting it from the stall back to my bag was difficult enough.
I get hard as I think of what humiliating things he did to me in the past, wondering what it will be this time. I look down to my crotch to see if my clothing hides my boner. I mean, just having an erection in public is embarrassing enough, but having one as a woman? That’s gonna have to be my secret.
All of a sudden the automated voice sounds up, ripping me from my fantasies. “Now arriving at Fürth central station, your connections are as follows: train RE10 to Neustadt a.d. Aisch on platform 4 at 13.47, train RE-” – “I don’t care what my connections are, I just wanna see Master~” I think as I drown out the announcement with my thoughts. “Oh what a slut you are hehe” I think as I, once again, catch my reflection in the windows.
The doors open. The way he’s standing there so.. calmly, knowing exactly what’s going to happen, while I have not the slightest clue. He smirks at me. “Hey my little-” – “Master, not here!” My hands rushing to my mouth as I realize I had just called him Master in public. My eyes wide open, hoping no one was listening: “M- I mean-” “Aww, is my little slut embarrassed by the fact that she still has to call me Master in public?” he cuts me off, looking me in the eyes, enjoying the fact I’d have to humiliate myself everytime I want to say something. If he could just speak a bit more qietly so people wouldn’t hear him call me little slut…
He takes my Hand, to my surprise, because usually he descretely ties a rope to me, leading me behind him. Just enough so ppl would notice if they looked, but now open enough so we’d attract all the looks. I look at him surprised, happy to get the opportunity to hold hands with him.
“You’re soo cute my little girl, maybe I do like seeing you happy too hehe” he says, making me even happier. I love it when he calls me his little girl *^^*. Master’s never this nice, I better enjoy it while it lasts. “I like being happy for you as much as I like being your cum dump” I think, knowing I could never say that out loud in public.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mbahzc/the_time_i_mtf_had_to_ride_master_m_in_public