I am waiting to board the night train, but no boarding until 5 minutes before it leaves, so I might as well use the time to write this.
I have planned to be a naughty girl tonight, and I’m already pretty hot from my plans. Playing in places like hotel rooms, and now my own night train sleeping compartment, turns me on because there is a slightly perilous “not safe at home” quality of it, even if I don’t really expect strangers to come barging in in the middle of things.
Once in the compartment, I will strip naked, strap and lock on a pair of sandals with 10 cm platform, 22.5 cm stiletto heels and lockable buckles, so extreme I can just barely move in them and used just a few times since I bought them many years ago, but perfect for the slut I will be tonight. They will probably limit my movements far more than the leather cuffs with a 20 cm hobble chain I will lock my ankles in. Both for some masking, humiliation and the kick of it, I will lock on my harness panel gag with the large penis plug forcing my mouth wide open and plugging it, with a wide and softly padded leather collar around my neck.
My pussy will also be quite busy, stuffed to the limit with a 7.6 cm wide and about 23 cm long realistic silica dong. There is a hole drilled through it about 18 cm from the top and which will host a crotch chain, locked tight between my labia, with a bullet vibrator taped to it over my clit, and pulled tight between my labia and ass cheeks, before locked to a tight waist chain, securing both the large black TPE anal dilator (152×64 mm) which has been plugging my ass since before I left home already, both as a teaser and to save the time it takes to work it in, forcing the huge dong really deep into my vagina and stretching it uncomfortably but excitingly hard, leaving its rear end out to show off my plight. I will also add 5 clamps with each a 100 g weight to each of my labia, stretching them hard but arousingly.
For my breasts, I brought electrical tape (19 mm black vinyl) and zipties (450×4.8 mm black nylon), the tape as a primer and padding, and the zipties for the real deal, first wrapping each breast with a few turns of tape tight around its base and again some 5 cm out from the first wrap, and then the zipties on top of that, pulled as tight as they go using a pair of pliers, the tape reducing both the pain from the sharp ziptie edges cutting into the skin and the imprints from them. Last will be a pair of leather handcuffs, locked with padlocks to the outside of the inner zipties on my breasts, holding my hands securely but comfortably away from everything but my bulging, sensitive breasts and nipples. I don’t trust an ordinary timer for the keys to the padlocks on my collar, cuffs, gag, crotch chain and shoes, in the unfamiliar and moving train compartment, but will instead wrap them all into a tight package of duct tape, built from several 10-15 cm long and 5 cm wide pieces of tape which will take some time to peel away, especially with my hands locked apart so they can’t collaborate on the task.
When the train has exited the station, I will open the window curtain in my compartment, so with the dark outside and the lights on inside, I should be clearly visible to anyone who happens to look that way, even if chances for that probably is at best slim on a fast moving train at that time of night. Still, the possibility that someone will se me in my helplessness and humiliation is really exciting, and I will try to perform like if I had a grand audience, showing off and playing with myself.
It’s finally time to board, and I’m already very hot and wet from anticipation.
Done. Curtain open. Showing. So hot and humiliating. Love it. Pussy and breasts aching good. Vibes maddening. Abusing my breasts and nipples. Rubbing breasts on window. Someone please see me
Passed station slowly. People on platform. I think fear hope some saw me. First cum. I need brutal company. Take me. Use me. Hurt me. Please
Second cum humping dildo on window slapping my tits hard. No people no cars. Time to end this. Need sleep
It took forever to unwrap the keys so I could free myself. I left the cutters for the zipties on the top shelf in a cupboard so my breasts were the last to go. I loved this, making me more hot and crazy than I could ever have imagined, and could just wish for more spectators. I’m still hot and a bit frustrated despite having a third orgasm when my hands were free, spread wide before the still open window, imagining people gawking in at me in my heat and humiliation, still mainly rigged. But I must sleep some now. Wake-up call is in just 3 hours.