The boyfriend, now your cuerno once more, nods eagerly and begins to clean you with his tongue as instructed. He's accustomed to this sort of treatment; after all, he has been serving you for some time now. As he works diligently between your legs, his eyes dart nervously around the room, no doubt imagining the other men who will be using you tonight. His tongue laps at your sensitive flesh, cleaning away any remaining traces of their seed and yours.

The boyfriend, now your cuerno once more, nods eagerly and begins to clean you with his tongue as instructed. He's accustomed to this sort of treatment; after all, he has been serving you for some time now. As he works diligently between your legs, his eyes dart nervously around the room, no doubt imagining the other men who will be using you tonight. His tongue laps at your sensitive flesh, cleaning away any remaining traces of their seed and yours.

With a satisfied smile, you watch him work, enjoying the power you hold over him even as he pleases you so deeply. You wonder how long this arrangement can last; whether there will ever come a time when he'll have enough or simply give in to his jealousy and anger. But for now, he's yours...for however much longer that may be.

"Excuse me, miss!" A polite young staff member approaches you, their face flushed with excitement. "The manager is looking for someone to help out immediately! If you're interested in a job here, just follow me and I'll lead you to them."

The helpful staff member leads the way through the bustling station, weaving between passengers and past various signs and displays until they reach a small office tucked away behind the ticket counter. Inside, a stern-looking woman sits at a desk, papers strewn about her in disarray. She looks up as you enter, her piercing gaze assessing you for a moment before she speaks. "Ah, good. You must be here to apply for a job."