Introduction
"I have a surprise for you when I pick you up tomorrow."
The text message was purposefully cryptic. Jeff smiled. He knew it was part of Madison's usual teasing and sexual games. The text was quickly followed by a selfie of her wearing a short pink Neiman Marcus raincoat that came down only as far as her mid-thigh. Two buttons half way down the coat held it closed, showing enough bare skin to prove she was wearing nothing else other than her four-inch black heels and flirtatious smile. The picture highlighted her lightly curled brunette hair that fell half way down her back and her transparent blue eyes. Jeff's dick immediately hardened at the thought of her gorgeous tan fit 5'10", 36D-24-34 body beneath and seeing her long bare legs. It had been three weeks since he had seen her. He purposely disciplined himself the last seven days to store up his cum for the weekend visit. This new picture on his phone would make that more difficult.
Jeff and Madison were both in their senior year of college at prominent universities two hours away from one another. They met a year and a half before at a young business leader conference each school sent their best and brightest to. The attraction between Jeff and Madison was mutual, fast and hard. The demands of school, work and other résumé building activities made it difficult to see each other as much as they wanted. The separation of their long distance relationship always heightened the sexual anticipation. Their rendezvouses also gave Madison opportunities she was desperate for to express her darker side.
Madison had a reputation of being a high maintenance upper-class prissy debutant. It was an image she worked hard to earn. Out in public, she always dressed fashionably with her makeup and hair perfectly done. Her actions in public always met the highest etiquette standards. She worked hard in her studies, or used any other resources available to her to maintain the highest grades and work evaluations. She had devoted the last several years of her life to develop the most impressive résumé possible to walk through doors reserved for only the most elite.
All of this made it painfully rare and almost impossible for Madison to express her growing deviant sexual interests, even in the privacy of her own room due to the constant activity of the other girls in the house. She could never risk the other girls finding out, or the reputation she had worked so hard to develop would be destroyed in unrecoverable scandal through well-honed gossip.
All of that changed when she met Jeff. Jeff had a house with one roommate who spent many weekends pursuing extreme sport adventures. The all-too-rare weekends alone with Jeff in an empty house gave Madison the freedom to experiment with her willing lover.
Madison's attraction to Jeff began from his ability to tenderly make love to her when the moments were right, but also relished her discovery of his ability to satisfy her sometimes-carnal hunger for rough sex. She had a voraciously active imagination that lured her to fantasies of bondage. Most of her fantasies were of control and power over her 6'5" muscular beau or others. His willingness to fulfill her fantasies fueled her pride and imagination. She loved to bind and then mercilessly tease him for hours, making him desperate for release. She savored sharing her deviant sexual fantasies with him, grateful for the freedom to safely express her deepest darkest desires without fear of consequence. Her growing sexual appetite was consistent with the rest of her life.
Jeff was enchanted with Madison as one of the most fascinating people he had ever met. He watched her maintain her public image, while knowing and feeding her insatiable private secret appetites. Jeff saw what his willing cooperation and sex fed in her. She was insatiable. He sometimes wondered if she loved him or the sex.
"Damn you look hot," he texted back.
"Get ready, it's all I'm wearing to the train station," she texted back. Jeff was taking the train the next day to spend the weekend with Madison at a hotel across the city from her university. Three weeks was the longest they could stand to be apart; they were both desperate for each other.
"I want you so bad. That pic is going to make me cum."
"Better not!" she fired back. "I want it all. If you cum, I'll have to punish you," she teased.
"All talk," he provoked.
"Just for that I'm bringing a new gift I have for you," she texted. Jeff's phone immediately buzzed again before he could respond. It included a picture of a metal dick cage with a padlock. The small apparatus would imprison his manhood and torture any erection.
"OMG" he texted back in shock.
"I'm going to put this on you and then tease you all weekend. If you're good, I may take it off before I take you back to the train."
Jeff shuddered at her playful response. He knew she would enjoy every minute of making good on her threat.
The Arrival
Jeff and Madison were both tortured with the slowness of time all day Friday in anticipation of their weekend rendezvous. Every thought of the other led to escalating arousal. Jeff's dick hurt from the constant erection through the day; Madison soaked through two panties. She was glad she would not need a third pair for her outfit to pick him up.
Jeff sat on the 5:30 train filled with commuters, most in business attire. He pretended to be reading the paper, but couldn't resist stealing glances at the new picture of Madison enlarged on his iPad. He couldn't wait to see her. "Damn, she's hot," he muttered under his breath. He watched the sun slowly move down toward the horizon, as the train got closer to his destination. Tonight will be epic, he thought.
Madison was both exhilarated and petrified in anticipation of Jeff's arrival. She stripped out of her clothes and wrapped the small pricy raincoat around her perfect body. She touched up her curls and makeup one more time. She played with the buttons of her coat, deciding how many she could get away with unbuttoned. She slipped her feet into her four-inch heels. She took one more look in the mirror, and felt her pussy moisten with arousal. She picked up her new-padlocked steel penis cage and smiled at thoughts of the cruel plans she had to torment Jeff all weekend. The moment she had him in the car she would pull down his pants and lock him into the device before unbuttoning her coat for the seductive drive across the city to the hotel. She dropped it in her coat pocket, picked up her small purse and headed out the door to begin her daring exhibitionist adventure. She couldn't wait to see Jeff.
Madison began to feel more nervous about her exhibitionist risk the closer she got to the train station. The station was located in the old seedy part of the city near the bus station. She kept reassuring herself she would be fine, and that the risk was worth it to blow Jeff's mind. She pulled into the parking lot just five minutes before Jeff's train arrived. She was grateful she found a parking spot in the back row of the dimly lit lot, so she didn't have to look for street parking in the sketchy industrial neighborhood. She walked across the parking lot, eager to be inside when Jeff came up the stairs into the depot. She blushed at a whistle from one group of guys huddled around a trashcan, and a catcall from another.
Once inside, Madison excitedly pulled the lapels of her coat out to show more cleavage, while putting one foot in front of the other to reveal a leg through the opening at the bottom of the coat. She looked like she could be shooting a Neiman Marcus ad that would cause millions of men to run out and buy this coat for their significant. The look on Jeff's face made it all worthwhile. The front of his pants became a large tent he was helpless to do anything about; his hands were full with a bag in one hand and flowers for Madison in the other. She gave him a big kiss in the middle of the train station. He was desperate to remove the last two buttons of her coat and take his sexy vixen right there.
"Let's go lover," she said. "I have great plans for you," she added with a tap to her coat pocket.
The sun had just set as they stepped out of the train station and into the parking lot. Old street lights spaced out with wide distances between them barely lit the lot enough to navigate to the car.