The third day began with a lot of people drove into the carriage again. I managed to get up and get dressed, and Anyuta lay naked under a blanket, among the passengers rushing back and forth. She did not know where her clothes were, even her panties, I hid them safely. Leaving for a walk through the carriages, I noticed a blush on her face, a sure sign that under the blanket she was now flowing. I grinned, remembering that her place was actually on the top shelf and if the rightful owner came to the bottom, it would be fun.

Walking through the carriages, I was looking for a more secluded place. And I was very lucky. The last car was not only a compartment car, but also completely empty. To my questions, a sleepy conductor mumbled something about some train in Vladik, who lacked carriages. Maybe I didn’t understand, but the main thing was that it was the perfect place to move.

Anyuta was lucky and no one claimed her place yet. I quietly slipped her clothes under the blanket and after five minutes we walked briskly through the cars. By the way, Anya did not change her panties from the very beginning of the trip, and on the T-shirt there were clearly visible spots from the sperm in the chest area. I don't know if she noticed them or not, but she really didn't care about that.

After we crossed the threshold of the coupe, I ordered her to undress and kneel.

- Spread your legs, keep your back straight, hands behind your back, look straight ahead. Remember this position, you will take it when I do not give any instructions. Now about clothes, forget about underwear, you will not wear it anymore. The rest of the clothes you will wear according to my desire. You will write in a bowl, like an animal. At night, you will pour it all into the toilet, and there you can go for more. You will sleep on the floor near the bowl. You will get a blanket or not, will depend on your behavior. You will ask for my permission even to sneeze - I myself was wound up from such a speech, and Anya flowed already in the morning. - Any questions?

- No, master.

- That's nice, you have them and should not be. Come on, jump here, make me a blowjob.

Right during the suction one interesting idea occurred to me. Taking off Anya's hair from my dick, I ordered her to stand on the table for food and spread her legs as wide as possible. I went to another car and returned with a package of doshirak full boiling water. Soon this package was right under Anyuta's wet pussy. When the first pair of tongues touched her holes, she quietly oyknula and blushed strongly.

- Listen. I will ask you questions and if I feel a lie, I will do it like this - I hit the boiling water with a spoon in the package and small splashes hit the inside of the thighs and Anyuta's lips. She pressed her lip, but didn’t squeak. - So, let's begin.

- Have you had sexual experiences with girls? - The first question was to warm up.

- Yes, master. Once in a summer camp I had a fight with an older girl and she made me lick her hole in front of the other girls.

- Did you like it?

- Yes, at that moment I dreamed of becoming a pussy for the whole camp, but the next day I was forgotten about me, - my slut was not to be frank.

- Not bad, apparently you have been such a litter since childhood. Tell me why you become so? - this question was already more interesting. I really wanted to know where did this seemingly innocent girl have such thoughts in her head.

- I think this is my mom's fault. My father left us when I was little and my mother had to work as a prostitute to feed us, - at this moment Anya thought a little and then blurted out. - Almost every day she brought the men "to the conversation." I thought that I would not guess. Every evening, I peered into the gap between the lock and the door and watched as two or three people fucked her. Once a man came to her and her mother did not want to serve him.She began to arise, even swear at him, and he approached her and just put her mouth on his dick. Five minutes later, my mother on her knees begged to fuck her and that time she didn’t even take money from him, - Annu’t became inflamed in earnest, as if she were at a psychoanalyst reception. - Looking into the crack, I dreamed that when I grew up, I would take the place of my mother. I reviewed a bunch of BDSM videos and practiced a lot. Becoming someone's whore is my dream since childhood.

- Well, when we arrive, I will personally thank your mother, - I grinned. - Now tell me your favorite sexual fantasy.

- In my favorite fantasy, I somehow get into the sports locker room of high school students and they decide to make me a living toilet. They fit, piss into my mouth and face, and I thank them. Then they get me into the dressing room with the girls and they tell me everything, and they laugh at me and spit on me. At the very end, I am pissed and cheated and forced to jerk lying in my own urine and grubs.

- Today, your dreams come true. From now on, you will be my living toilet.

- Thank you, master! - she was ready to cum from one touch.

- Come with me, don't get up from your knees.

I walked in front, she is on all fours behind. It is a pity that I did not have a collar, would look spectacular. Going to the toilet, I checked the taps, surprisingly there was water in them. Naturally cold, even icy.

- What are you ready for, so that I piss you?

- On everything, master.

“I don’t even know if I should spend my urine on you,” I watched with pleasure at the panic on her face. - Surprise me.

- Do you want me to lick the toilet? - her eyes quickly ran to the toilet.

- Too primitive.

Peering into a bucket near the toilet, she saw there are several pieces of used toilet paper, which the guides did not throw out. Without thinking, she stuffed them in her mouth and stared at me with a plea in her eyes.

- Well, how should I piss in your mouth if it is clogged? - I asked. “Don't you want to taste my urine?”

- I really want, master. Please forgive me, I don’t know how to whack you, - Anya almost sobbed.

“Okay, don't cry, get it.”

I unzipped my fly and began to urinate on it. She opened her mouth so that it seemed to now pull the facial muscle. Nevertheless, I first got on her forehead, and then gradually sent a stream down the throat. At first she choked, but immediately opened her mouth again and began to swallow hard. After half a minute when I finished, she was all in the urine. Her long hair was completely soaked, and streams flowing through the belly accumulated on the genital lips and flowed further down the legs. Shaking off the last drops, I smacked a tasty relish right into her face so that her legs buckled and she just sat her ass in a small puddle.

I allowed her to jerk off and while she was pleasuring herself, I collected ice water from the tap in a bucket. As soon as she finished, I threw half on her. She was speechless and began to breathe very often. I threw a stub of soap at her, lying near the sink, and she began to wash herself. Trembling like an aspen leaf, Anya first washed her pussy and then her armpits. When she started washing her breasts, I threw out the remaining water on her.

“Ccc, thank you, x-master,” she, overcoming a shiver, smiled, looking at me.

- There are no towels, you will dry on the road, you can go standing, or you will collect the dirt.

We went back to the compartment and she, wrapped in a prickly blanket that I gave her, was trembling, trying to sleep. I let her jerk again before bed to warm up, and while he was lying in a soft bed made up under two blankets, I fell asleep rather quickly.