We fnd the beverage carriage at the front of the train.

The bar is at the far end with 2 neat rows of tables for 2 running its length.

With only dimly lit pendant lighting over each of tables the room is otherwise rather dark and I little bleak. 

An old couple sat near the bar, both now in Netherland rest their heads against the glass of the window.

A lone business man facing towards us sits quietly at one of the tables in the middle of the room, his tie is loosened his top button undone, looking dishelved he is staring vacantly at his phone and does not even notice when Persephone and I enter the carriage.

I sit us down opposite this ignorant man, order us a bottle of red and pour the first glass. 

This will be fun...............

We chat, we laugh and we reminisce. Time has flown by;  now it's time for love and a kiss. I reach and pull your hair I reveal your neck; your nape is bare.

I spread your legs, they open with mine, then run my hands up your thighs stopping somewhere short of the divine, you feel hot when I squeeze, you will be delicious, you will be mine.

We stare at the man, still he is ignorant of our bliss.

I check my watch; it's time to take our leave

I take her hand with a knowing smile,  now hand in hand we head back to cabin No8, I feel a gentle tug on my hand when we reach our door and we take a pause.

We have a long slow kiss; I pull away after sucking her bottom lip and say these 4 words " just one more door"

We walk to the end of our carriage,  this door looks different to all the others,  this one is upholstered in luscious black studded leather and a small blacked out glass panel, the door is bathed in red by a single light.

There are no handles on this door; and there to the left set into the thick wooden frame is a single black button ringed by a golden flaming sun.

I want to push it....................not yet!

We are close again; our eye's locked I have her against the door and she lifts her dress as instructed.

I whisper more sweet nothings; I lick her neck suck on her lobe. 

I press her hands against the plush soft leather of the door, her fingers digging into the stud work as I gently and ever so slowly trace my fingers around the fronts of her panties carefully avoiding the place she wants it most.

I whisper that fantasia awaits, all the pleasures, all the delights and all the treats.

Out of my trouser pocket I pull out a long slender lead , a chain made of cold hard steel.

Holding the leather strap, I allow the clasp to hit the floor.

I pull her forward at the waste and allow the weight of the chain to do its pleasurable work, we delight as each link hits the spot, I slowly run the chain up her body and in-between her beautiful breasts.

With a click, the clasp latches to her neck.

Her pale skin glowing like a pink rose under red glow of the beautiful red light, I want to taste her.........so luscious, wet and so sweet.

I instruct her to fetch the items from my coat pocket and outcome a rather beautiful pair of black laced face masks.

with our eyes slipped under cover we are invisible now, what shall we discover!

I go in closer and whisper these words 

Persephone, do you dare?

Go on!................push that button!

I will take my time.