Train Journey(femdom, inter, humil, Indian) Sunita took her time walking up and down the cells, staring at the helpless male prisoners locked inside. She let them all beg for her attention, kissing her boots and her hands as they begged to be chosen. They were all wasting their time however, all except one. Sunita had known who she would choose as soon as she entered the jail. Her interest was apparent to all present and it was no surprise when she informed her Captain of her choice. "I'll take the white one." she said matter of factly, her eyes betraying the excitement she felt despite her outward calm. "I thought so." smiled the Captain "It's not every day a young officer getsa chance to own a white peon (servant) like him. I had half a mind to take him myself but your record of arrests has been outstanding this year. You deserve the bonus of your choice." she turned her pretty head "Sergeant, bring out the white boy and try not to hurt him this time." A large lady in a uniform at least two sizes too tight that showed off her ample ass and tits grinned and went over to the cell, a dog collar and a leash in her hand. "He was a bit of a troublemaker when he got here." explained the Captain "Thought he was something special, better than us Indians because of his white skin. he forgot he was just a common embezzler. Of course I ept him separate from the other prisoners. You know how much they love white bitches and I didn't want the goods damaged. That only increased his arrogance however. Still a few sessions with the sergeant taught him the reality of his position. He's terrified of her now. Look he behaves just like a dog for her!" Sunita watched as the sergeant led the white prisoner towards her. The collar was fixed round his neck and he crawled, naked on all fours like a dog, his head bowed. Sunita giggled at the sight. The couple stopped in front of her and at a command from the sergeant the white dog began to eagerly lick Sunita's boots. "This is your new owner dog." said the Captain "She is an outstanding young officer and you are very luky she chose you as her bonus. You will accompany her to her home village there to serve out the rest of your sentence as her personal peon. You will be her property to do with as she wishes. If you serve well you will be released on schedule. Failto serve anfd you will be punished.Your sentence may be extended and you will serveit out in prison with some specially selected men who love white meat. Understand? Nod your bead and bark three times if you do!" "Woof, woof, woof!" barked the grovelling man as he nodded his head furiously. Sunita laughed out loud. "you have done your work well sergeant. Congratulations." "He still has ,oments of defiance though." said the sergeant "still believes his skin makes him superior." "He'll learn." said Sunita menacingly "You have the collar?" She watched as the dog collar was removed and a heavy brass collar was placed around the dos neck. It was locked in place and the key given to her. A simple engraving on the collar said "Peon - Police Property". If the peon ever attempted to escape the collar would ensure his swift recapture. A white loincloth was tossed to the peon and he hurriedly put it on. "He's all yours Sunita." smiled the Captain "Have fun!" "Thankyo ma'am." said Sunita, saluting "Pick up my kit bag and follow me peon! At the double!" The female officers laughed as she strode from the jail, her hapless servant stumbling barefoot after her, the heavy kitbag on his shulders, pressin down his neck. As she walked towards the railway station, Sunita wondered idly if the peon found her attractive. She had a pretty face, her body was slim and her breasts small but very firm, accentuated by the tightness of her uniform. Her ass was a little heavy she felt but all in all she was quite good looking. Of course the peon's feelings were of no importance but she was curious to know if he did regard her as desirable. She glanced back and found him regarding her ass, his cock already at half-mast. Obviously he did not find it too big she thought smiling. The sight of her near naked white porter caused much amusement at the station as the crowds gawped and muttered to themselves. Police peons were a common sight at this time of year but white ones were not. Some bolder youngsters crowded forward and several hands of unknown origin pawed and caressed the hapless dog's ass and cock before they entered their compartment. Sunita sat down on the seat as the peon placed the kit bag on the luggage rack. Seconds later she was on her feet in anger. The white dog had dared to sit on the seat opposite her! "On the floor!" she yelled, slapping his face angrily "On the floor! Peons sit on the floor!" Pleading for forgiveness the terrified dog slipped to the floor and crouched at her feet. "Make yourself useful bitch." said Sunita, still agry but slowly regaining her composure. My boots are dusty from the walk. Clean them! Soles first." The dog, eager to be forgiven, quickly applied his tongue to the sole of her black leather boots, licking until they glistened. He then turned to the upper part of the boot and was thus engaged when the door opened and another lady entered the compartment. She was very large, dressed in a traditional sari and puffing from the strain of carrying her heavy luggage. "On your feet peon." snapped Sunita, kicking her dog "Help this lady!" The peon scrambled to his feet and took the bags from the grateful lady who took the time to study his collar carefully. He was placing the last of the bags on the rack when he felt her massive hands on his ass. He knew better than to resist, he was public property now. "Nice tight buns." said the lady lasciviously "Had him long?" "Only picked him up this morning." said Sunita "I haven't used him yet." "Oh, I'm sorry." said the lady, releasing the dogs ass, her handprints embedded upon it. "I should have introduced myself, my name is Madame Hassana." She sat down and the dog sat cross legged at her feet.As the train started to move Madame Hassana produced some food and offered it to Sunita. The latter had missed her breakfast that morning and eagerly accepted. The peon was ordered to lick up any crumbs that fell to the floor in order to keep the carriage clean. "I am a widow." explained Madame Hassana. "My brute of a husband has just passed away and now I'm going back to my village to start a new life, one in which I'll be in charge. My husband was a tyrant who beat me and abused me in front of his girlfriends but he was quite rich and I am his sole heir. Now I'm going to buy a small estate and a peon to go with it. I'll choose a young lad I think, one with plenty of energy to pleasure me day and night whenever I need him. I've always wanted a man at my beck and call and now I have themeans to buy one. I do wish it could be a white one though. Such peons are rare indeed." She looked wistfully at the peon licking crumbs from her feet. "My dog can pleasure you now if you wish." smiled Sunita. "You can see how useful his tongue is." Thus it was that until they reached Madame Hassana's station, the dog was buried under her skirts, his head trapped between her big thighs as he licked her to orgasm after orgasm while Sunita looked on in amusement. After he had helped a grateful Madame off the train with her bags the dog returned to his owners feet. She casually ignored him, reading a newspaper until the next stop when a young woman entered the compartment. Her long black hair was bunched up like Sunita's and her western clothes barely concealed the voluptuous outline of her body. She wore glasses and carried a number of textbooks. Obviously she was a student. For some time, red-faced but fascinated, she sat in silence, staring at the white peon who sat cross-legged, head bowed. Sunita noted that her gaze most often fell on his clearly visible white cock and that she was red not so much from embarrassment as from excitement. She coughed politely. The girl started. "Oh, I'm sorry." she said "Is it yours?" Sunita saw the dog wince at the use of "it" and smiled. "Yes it is. I picked it up from the jail this morning. It's my summer bonus." "And it belongs to you now?" "Until its sentence is up, yes. Why, do you need some service from it?" The girl blushed. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Juhi. I am a student at the State University. I'm studying history, the British Occupatin to be precise. It just seems so strange to see a member of the previously dominant race now dominated y the race they oppressed. Is it British?" "Yes." said Sunita "British and it still seems to believe that makes it superior." "Oh dear." said Juhi "I do hope you're going to teach it the reality of the situation. Now whites should be our servants!" "I couldn't agree more." said Sunita "Have you had experience in this field." "No" said Juhi, shyly "I've only read about how they treated us in the past and it makes my blood boil! We have some white professors at the university and they're just the same. I hate them! It's time we took our revenge!" She was getting quite angry now but still Sunita pressed on. "Is it just whites you'd like to dominate or men in particular?" Jhi laughed nervously "Well, my experiences with men haven't been so good up till now. My father is very strict and wants me to b a virgin forever but I've always been active behind his back. Trouble is all the men I've met have been just as brutal as him. They take what they want then forget me till they're horny again. The only time I've been satisfied is with one of my father's peons. I caught him stealing then blackmailed him into servicing me for the whole afternoon. For the first and last time a man actally attended to my needs before his own. Then I gave him a sound whipping before dismissing him. I enjoyed that too. I just thought of him as one of my so-called lovers." She paused, suddenly embarrassed. "I..I'm sorry. I've never gone on like this before. You must think I'm sme kind of dreadful slut." "Not at all." smiled Sunita "You obviously needed to talk to someone about your feelings. Your desires are perfectly normal for a woman in our society. I'm not surprised you felt excited when you saw the embodiment of those desires, a white slave to dominate, use and punish sitting at your feet." "I guess you're right." said Juhi, wiping her steamed glasses "That is what I desire." "Well I'd like to help." said Sunita, taking her by the hand "I'm quite willing to lend you my dog here whenever needed." "Do you mean it?" asked Juhi breathlessly. Sunita nodded. "Then perhaps I can arrange it." said Juhi "I have to do a project over the summer. I'll simply tell my father I'm doing it in your vllage. That way I can visit any time I want. Agreed?" "Agreed." said Sunita and they shook hands on it, echanging addresses and telephone numbers. "Now." said Sunita "How do you think our dog should amuse us?" "Let's see what doggy can do with his little cocky-wocky." said Juhi "on you back white doggy. Make your cocky-wocky big for your owners. Let us see your pathetic cum." The peon rolled onto his back and lifted his thin covering of cloth to expose his cock. As the two women passed humiliating comments about his size and kicked him repeatedly to urge him to speed up his efforts he stroked faster and faster on his cock till his cum spurted over the floor of the compartment. "Not bad but not good either." said Juhi "Your performance must improve in future if you want to please us." "Clean up the floor you pathetic worm." ordered Sunita "and hide that thing you call a cock. My little nephew is bigger than you but then he is from a superior race. Don't you agree dog?" "Yes ma'am. Indians are superior." the dog said humbly as it lapped up its own cum. Sunita smiled. She knew how much it hated having to say those words and it pleased her. It pleased her a lot.