I had only been on the train for a day and a half, but I was already starting to get antsy. I had not checked the GPS on my phone for a few hours, but I knew we were somewhere in Texas. Every so often the train would stop to refuel and resupply, and the passengers were allowed a chance to stretch their legs.
The last time we stopped I had been paranoid about making it back to the train on time, so I waited in my seat the entire stop. I was starting to go crazy looking out the window at the same empty desert. My laptop was having trouble connecting to the internet on the train since Arizona. By the time we approached the next stop I was determined to get off and walk around. Even if only for a few minutes.
As the train approached our next stop, the conductor announced over the intercom we were arriving at the station in Austin, Texas. I could smell amazing barbecue food from the train window. Now I was getting off for sure. I made sure to take my backpack with me, I did not want anyone stealing it out of my seat while I was gone. I stepped off the train and began to search for the delicious food like a police dog hunting a fugitive.
Across the street from the station was a small barbecue joint. I knew it was good because the line to order food to go was out the door and around the corner. I quickly got into the line not knowing how long I would be waiting. I decided worst case scenario I would grab the food to go and eat in on the train. Maybe I should order two plates and save one for dinner later on the train.
The line actually moved pretty quickly. I got up to the counter and ordered two plates. They had a three-meat combo where you could pick the meats you wanted. Each plate came with two huge helpings of sides. They even had the old school Kool aid. I grabbed all my food in a big bag and started to head back to the train.
Suddenly I noticed the train was no longer there. My worse fear had come true. I was stranded in an unfamiliar city out of state. All because my fat ass was hungry. I walked over to a bench outside the station and sat down. I pulled out my phone and started to go over my options. I could get on the next train heading on the same route. The only problem was the next train did not come till the following day.
I was going to have to get a hotel and stay the night. I checked a few hotel apps I had on my phone. All the hotels near the station were ridiculously expensive or sold out. Apparently, there was some type of convention in town. Defeated I decided to sit and eat my food before it got too cold.
"Did you miss your train?" a female voice asked me.
I looked up from my food to see a woman who was absolutely stunning. She had blond hair and blue eyes. A welcoming smile. An extremely fit and well taken care of body. She looked to be wearing some sort of fitness or work out outfit with special shoes. After a few seconds of staring, I realized I had yet to say anything, and I was at risk of looking stupid.
"How did you know?" I asked her.
"You have a backpack, and you are sitting at the train station with no train in sight." She responded.
I felt stupid. "Ya I missed my train. I just had to have some delicious Texas barbecue." I informed her.
The woman laughed.
"It's not that funny!" I protested.
"The next train doesn't come till tomorrow and every hotel in this town is booked or overpriced. I will probably end up sleeping on this bench tonight." I told her frowning.
"Well, you could always stay with me Precioso." she said.
"I was just in town doing some rock climbing, I have a house outside of the city in the country on an acreage. A few extra rooms. I am sure I could accommodate a traveler as cute as you. I will even give you a ride back here tomorrow in time for your train. How does that sound?" she asked.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked her.
"You seem like you could use some help. In Texas we take care of people right." she said.
"My name is Jordan, by the way, I don't think I heard yours?" I asked her.
"You may call me Señora!" she informed me with a smirk.
Without too much thought, I gathered the remains of my barbecue food in the bag and followed the woman out to her car.
We drove for about 45 minutes before pulling up to a beautiful home in the countryside. Señora parked the car and used a key to unlock the gate on a long perimeter fence. As I entered the property we were greeted by four dogs. I managed to slip my hand in my bag of food to find four leftover rib bones. I asked Señora if it was alright if I gave each dog a bone and she nodded. I was already making new friends.
Señora opened the front door to reveal a beautifully designed interior. She gave me a quick tour before showing me to the room I would be staying in. There was one room down the hallway that remained locked and closed. She instructed me not to go in there.
"Set your backpack down, get comfortable, and then come into the kitchen when you are set. I will get dinner ready." Señora told me.
I was hardly expecting dinner and a place to stay. I was very grateful to this kind and gorgeous woman. After dinner Señora and I sat in her living room and chatted. She offered me coffee, but I don't drink coffee. We settled on a cup of hot chocolate.
"In this house if someone goes to the trouble of cooking for you, we always do right by them." Señora said mysteriously.
My initial thought was she wanted me to do the dishes and clean up dinner.
"I will go do the dishes..." I offered.
"I already did them sweetie. I have been on my feet in the hot sun all day, how about you give them a good rub instead?" Señora replied.
She started to remove her shoes, and my nose was overcome with her amazing scent. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply instinctively. I got up from my seat and settled on the floor in front of Señora. By now she had removed her shoes and socks, and her beautiful bare feet were there to be admired. Her blue toenail polish matched her eyes. Her soles had the right number of wrinkles. They were perfect.
I was almost in a trance. These beautiful feet before me. I began to massage them like my life depended on it. I used both hands to kneed little circles into her soles and the bottoms of her toes. I applied pressure to the pads on the bottom of her feet. I used my fingers to separate her toes and spread them apart. She moaned as I did. Then I focused on the areas around her ankles. I continued to rub her feet for close to an hour. She could tell my hands were starting to tire. She gave me a bright smile and patted me on the head. She thanked me for the massage and said good night.
I waited till she was well out of the room before stumbling over to my room hunched over attempting to hide my massive hard on. I closed the door behind me. I could not help myself. The appearance and smell of her beautiful feet had me so turned on I had to jerk off. I started to jerk off with the thought of Señora's feet in my mind. I fantasized about her. I tried to sniff my hand for any lingering scent of her feet.
Suddenly Señora burst open the door. "Did you need any more pillows or blankets?" she asked.
Señora got a good look at what I was doing, dropped her extra pillow on the floor and then retreated back out the door closing it behind her. I was mortified.
I really was not sure what to do so I just put my shorts back on and sat at the end of the bed. The house was very quiet. After about twenty minutes the door opened again. Señora walked into the room dressed in a red vinyl outfit and red fishnet stockings. It was the type of clothing someone at a BDSM club would wear.
"You've been a very bad boy tonight, haven't you Jordan? You were wanking to my feet, weren't you? Admit it you're a foot pervert!" said Señora.
I struggled to find the words to respond, but my cock was instantly hard again in my pants. Señora's eyes met the bulge in my pants, and she laughed to herself.
"Just as I thought!"
Señora ordered me to remove my clothing, and I did without hesitation. It was as if she had me under her spell and I could not resist her commands. Or maybe I was just really horny. Once I was fully naked, she looked at my body head to toe carefully and closely.
Señora reached down for my erect cock and gave it a tight squeeze. "What is this?" she said angrily.
"Um, that is my cock..." I said kind of stupidly.
"In this house it's my cock. It's my toy, my plaything. I don't like when people play with my toys without permission!" she said fiercely.
Señora sat down on the bed and then beckoned me over. As I got close, she put her hand on the small of my back and gently bent me over her lap. My ass was exposed. Laying across her lap gave me an excellent view of the side of her feet, and I could make out their wonderful scent faintly.
"Since you have broken the rules, you will be punished!" she told me before putting her hand above her head and then coming down in a swift motion to give me a good spank on my ass.
The noise from the impact almost echoed down the hallway. The sting across my butt cheeks made my face turn red. She followed the first spank with another. This time slightly harder. Then another even harder. She alternated which butt cheek she was hitting. After the fourth spank I let out a yelp and she decreased the speed and strength of her swing.
Señora continued to spank me for ten minutes. Her rhythmic motion was almost hypnotic. I felt lightheaded and euphoric. Almost in a daze. Señora stopped her spanking and gave my ass a nice caress. My butt cheeks were red and warm to the touch.
"Please carefully stand up Precioso." Señora instructed in a gentle soothing tone.
I followed her orders and stood to my feet.
Señora grabbed something off the floor out of my view. It resembled a dog collar and leash. Señora strapped the collar around my neck and attached the leash. She placed her hand on the side of my face softly and rubbed it slowly up my head. She traced her fingers through my hair.
