The Scene On The Train Wasn’t Anything Unusual. Just A Few Sisters Heading Back From A Busy Day In

The scene on the train wasn’t anything unusual. Just a few sisters heading back from a busy day in the city. The leather clad Aunts sitting benignly on one side of the quiet carriage and the more conservatively dressed cousins on the other.

Your new disguise wasn’t getting a second glimpse was it? Who knew that under the full hijab and burka, was a helpless, kidnapped man. Still weak from the sedatives, mouth stuffed with your captors panties and taped tightly shut. Your eyes are the only thing visible as they stare groggily from behind the material. Underneath your dress, a steel chastity cage keeps you locked up and your wrists are discretely cuffed out of sight.

Either side of you sat the cousins…..all dressed like you. But the threat of punishment loomed all the while as the sharp blade was held close to your side. A faint grunt is rewarded with the point of the weapon prodding your kidneys.

Western men sometimes feel as if they can walk anywhere in a foreign country….and you will be taken to the Muslimah house of corrections. The purpose of your abduction has not been revealed, neither has your fate.

But I wouldn’t worry about such matters now. Enjoy the uncomfortable train journey in your lovely, sweltering attire.