“Stay still, don’t move,” he commanded, moving around to kneel behind her. He caressed one ivory buttock before landing a brutal slap, evoking a shrill cry from the redhead. “Spread yourself for me, and be quiet,” he barked. She splayed her legs and reached shaking fingers down to her nether lips, stretching them open before Seamus’ hungry gaze.”
Over four million people take the New York City subway each day… but when just one person is driven by deep, emboldening desire, who’s to say how many more might be affected? Join five subway riders — Shayla, Melanie, Seamus, Solange and Philip — as they share…
