Avoiding A Fine

Emily rushed past the hoards of commuters trying to reach her train. With the conductor Mark lifting the whistle to his lips she knew she only had seconds, she made one final leap from the platform onto the safety of the train and took a moment to catch her breath before someone bumped her from behind pushing her further in.

Her tickets slipped from her fingers and fluttered past Mark before falling down onto the track below.

Not noticing this, Emily composed herself and headed into the busy carriage and began looking for a seat as Mark blew the final whistle and hopped back onto the train.

This was a day like any other for Emily; she was doing her usual commute to University, she was eighteen and in her first year since just finishing College. She'd often gotten onto the same train as Mark, but never really noticed him, she didn't pay attention to any conductors, who really does? But now he was at her seat and asking for a ticket she no longer had.

"Tickets please" he asks with a smile.

Emily frantically starts looking for her tickets, she tries buying some time by distracting him until she can find them.

"How long have you been a conductor?" She asks as her face becomes redder and redder.

"Eighteen years," Mark replies, tapping his foot a little impatiently.

"Shit! That's as long as I've been alive."

"Don't, you're going to make me feel old. I'm only forty-two."

"Well you don't look it." Emily grins, finally accepting she's lost her tickets.

"Mhmm, tickets?" Mark pushes and Emily looks down embarrassed.

"I did have them honestly I did, but I think I dropped them when I was rushing for the train."

Mark looks down at her sympathetically, he can see she's telling the truth, but he's got to do his job either way.

"You should be more careful with them in future. You have two options, either you purchase another ticket from me or I'll have to fine you."

Emily's heart begins to race, she's never been fined for anything in her life.

"I don't have the money to buy another ticket, my Dad bought them for me."

"Fine it is then I'm afraid, I'll let you get off at your stop, but when you get home you'll need to pay a fifty pound fine."

"What! There has to be another way."

Mark ignores her as he prints out the fine ticket.

"Please! Don't you have kids or anything, some compassion?"

"Just me, my husband and the cats." Mark rips the ticket from the printer and goes to pass it to a teary eyed Emily.

"Hey now, don't cry. I'm sure your Dad will pay it off for you."

"He'll be so mad at me, when he gets mad he... please there has to be another way? I'll do anything."

Mark looks down and feels a pang in his heart, he has to do his job, but he can't subject her to whatever kind of monster her father is.

"Stay here I'm going to radio my supervisor and see what he has to say."

Emily gives him a hopeful smile as he heads off to a quiet part of the carriage.

"Thomas this is Mark, over."

"Go ahead Mark, what's up? Over."

"I have a young woman here who has lost her tickets, she can't afford to purchase any from me so I have to give her a fine, but if I do her father will... well I don't know, but she looks genuinely scared, over."

"Copy that, sounds like a tough situation, but you've got to do your job, over."

"Yeah I know, but she's desperate she says she'll do anything, over."

"Anything huh? Is she pretty? Over."

"Say again? I don't understand the question, over."

"Is she attractive? Over."

"She's pretty I guess, I'm not sure I understand the relevance? Over."

"For fucksake Mark, keep her to her word, you've got a pretty young woman pleading to do anything to you to avoid a fine, let her do it, over."

"But, what if what she wants to do is sexual? I'm not comfortable with that, over."

"Tough shit! I'm your supervisor and I'm ordering you to do whatever she offers, over."

Mark stands frozen in place unsure how to respond.

"Mark do you understand your orders? Over."

"Yes, but it's a carriage full of people, and the toilet is out of order. Over."

"Copy, make an announcement explaining the situation and give the people in the carriage a choice to leave. I'll inform the driver of what's going down, probably look at the footage myself later, respond to say you will comply with your orders, over."

Mark thinks for a moment, he can't do this, surely he can't? It goes against everything he stands for, and to use an eighteen year old woman, he's not even attracted to her, sure she's attractive but he's gay.

"Do you comply? Over."

Mark realises he has to put his job first, he can't lose it now and Thomas is a dick he'll sack him if he doesn't comply.

"Wilco, I'll... hold her to her word. Over."

"Good lad, I've let the driver know, he's cool with it, have fun Mark. Out."

Mark puts his radio away and heads back into the carriage. He approaches Emily who looks up at him hopefully."

"What did they say?"

"They... they told me to hold you to your word, for you to show me you'll do anything to avoid the fine."

Emily's face lights up.

"What did you have in mind, Miss?"

Emily's eyes nervously lock onto Mark's bulge which is at her eye level. Mark nods with understanding and clears his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen" he addresses the carriage. "I'm under strict orders to comply with a very unusual request. This young lady needs to stay true to her word and do anything to avoid getting a fine. I don't like it, but if I don't comply I will lose my job. The following actions will likely involve nudity and sexual acts, you are free to leave this carriage if that makes you uncomfortable."

The commuters whisper amongst themselves, but none of them choose to leave. Mark looks around hoping they'll walk off, but they stay put and he's suddenly very aware he has an audience.

Emily looks up at Mark with a soft smile, her lips slightly parted ready to get to work.

Mark cusses under his breath and begins loosening his belt, unhooking the clasp of his trousers and unzipping his fly.

"Give us a show then!" One man yells out as the carriage laughs in response. "We can't see anything."

Mark freezes in place. "What do you want me to do?" He asks nervously.

"Get naked" one woman laughs with her friends.

"Yeah, give us the full Monty" an older lady retorts.

Mark looks down at Emily who smiles back trying to mask her excitement. He steps back and lets her get up from her seat and she kneels on the carriage floor to a few cheers from the commuters.

Mark looks around at the hungry eyes and sighs, before complying with their request. He bends down to untie his boots before slipping out of them, he then pushes his trousers down his legs before letting them fall to his ankles and steps out of them. Then he unbuttons his shirt, removes it and folds it, placing it on a nearby empty seat. He pulls off his undershirt and places it with his shirt, leaving him standing in just his black boxers and socks.

Emily reaches up and pulls down on the waistband of his underwear before releasing his soft cock and furry balls. He steps out of them and the crowd cheer at the sight.

Emily places her tongue inside his foreskin and begins lapping at the tip of his penis before taking his entire soft cock in her mouth.

Mark closes his eyes and lets her work pretending it's his husband. He starts to grow harder in her mouth and even starts to enjoy the sensation, moaning at the feel of her young lips on his seven inch member.

Emily makes it worth his while gagging on the full Length of his dick and Mark holds her head thrusting into her mouth as she chokes on his member and tears start forming in her eyes from the sensation.

Mark thrusts harder and harder before pulling out of Emily's mouth pulling a line of saliva out with it. He slaps his wet dick against her cheeks and begins jerking himself off as she opens her mouth expectantly.

Mark shoots ropes of cum all over Emily's face. It drips down her nose, from her lips and down her chin before falling to the floor leaving a large wet patch.

The commuters applaud Mark and he laughs as he pants out of breath. He reaches for his clothes and looks down at Emily who looks up at him satisfied.

"Do I still get a fine?" She asks.

Mark laughs and wipes sweat away from his face with the back of his hand.

"I think we can let you off just this once young lady."

Mark helps Emily to her feet and helps her clear up before getting dressed and resuming his work, silently hoping there's a young man who needs to avoid a fine sometime soon.