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I could faint but no one would notice till the carriage emptied. The train hurtled from station to station. It was so hot and we were so wedged in and then the train drew to a halt. It stopped, no movement, minutes passed, the guys in front and behind were talking to each other in an Eastern European language, saying things to each other, then looking at me and grinning at each other. They were big guys, building site types huge muscles clear for all to see and their sweat wafted off them I could feel them pressed into me. I was uncomfortable from the heat and from their obvious leering and talking about me. Drips were running down my face, my blouse sticking to me. My ample cleavage being exposed, but nothing made me feel more uncomfortable than the rubbing against my ass from behind. More was said and I felt a hand moving up my stomach, I was looked straight in the eyes, daring me to raise the alarm, a hand rested on my breast, from behind the hem of my skirt raised, a hand stroked my naked buttock. I wanted to say something but the eyes of him in front told me I’d be hurt if I did, but would I on a crowded train, shouldn’t I take the risk, was it just fear that prevented me from saying something, my breast being held, my buttocks stroked, flesh on flesh. The hand squeezed my breast, kneading it from its base to my nipple, pulling and squeezing. The hand on my ass squeezing and then moves down and slips inside my thong. Hoping he does not realise I am getting wet, realise that despite my reluctance, I am excited by this attention. My blouse is untucked from my shirt and he pushes up into my bra, cupping my boob, squeezing my nipple between his fingers. I gasp and I see a woman looking quizzically, she catches my eye, I’ve seen her before a regular traveller, I am sure she knows what is happening and will see me on this train again, I could ask for her help, but I gasp again and avert my eyes. Now they both cover me, hiding me from my fellow squashed passengers. A foot goes between my feet and shuffles them wider, opening the gap between my thighs wider, easing his access into my pussy, and now he knows how much this is exciting me and he looks to his mate and says something else they Laugh and my breast is squeezed and kneaded more as two fingers are slipped into my soaking cunt with real ease. Frigging my pussy, my legs so weak, I have to lean against the assaulter of my breasts, my head goes on to his shoulder. Again I see the woman looking at me, she knows what’s going on, she mouths slut. I am embarrassed and blush, but it also sends shivers of excitement through my body. Suddenly the train, lurches and at the same time the fingers come out of my pussy and one enters my tight, puckered hole, the only thing ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own pussy juices to ease his entry and as he changed holes, the hand on my breast moved down and started to manipulate my clit, stroking and pinching. As my own juices lubricated my ass, he slipped a 2nd finger inside me, I was biting the shoulder of my attacker to hide my groans, but I could not stop my hips from gently gyrating, I was enjoying this, I was enjoying the risk, the lack of control, the guilt, the embarrassment. What the fuck was happening to me, I was not one of those women that fantasised about being raped, I hated the concept, there is no way I would enjoy it, yet here I am enjoying a non-consensual use of my body on a crowded train. Ok they had not actually fucked me so maybe it’s not the “R” word. As the train lurched it regained the motion of the journey, as my clit was stroked and I concentrated on not cuming, my frontal assaulter whispered in my ear in his thick accent. “Next station, you get off, go up stairs there is a men’s room, you go in, we meet you in there”. I was two stops away from my station, I was not going to get off, I had been forced, this would show compliance, I would indian not do it. We drew into the station, the guys had stepped back, my mind was blank, I was following my cunt, I was so horny, I found myself on the platform, in the crowd, I could it see the two guys, should I get back on, but I found myself at the foot of the stairwell, not the one leading to the street exit, but the one leading to the men’s room, step by step I went up the stairs, trepidation growing and accompanied by pure lustful excitement, I had not even noticed that my bra had been rucked up over my breasts, I was so excited and scared. Standing outside the men’s room, no sign of them, I should turn back, I slowly pushed open the door, it was a tiny room, a urinal and a cubicle and like so many public toilets it stank of stale piss. This was not for me what was I thinking, but as I turned to go away my two “friends" has caught up and they just lifted me and took me inside the urinal. They were talking to each other in a foreign language. I objected and said I had to go, but all to no avail. My blouse had been opened and my bra was grabbed and pulled till it snapped between the two cups, my breasts spilled out. Then I was pushed onto the toilet seat and a big fat juicy cock pushed at my mouth. “Suck it slut ... make me like you!” Please let’s not do th…” My sentence was curtailed as my mouth was filled with cock. You indian lick faster and faster as my moans get louder. Instead, you’re coming back down on your days off. Man, do you have one big pair of stones, pulling that off on your own even with Max to help you. I could feel the muscles in her thighs and buttocks tremble. Keeping the top edge level, tucking a little into the petticoat to keep the saree firmly in place. The voice got louder and louder until it was at a roaring level. Enough of the history now I think that we have a film to make and there's three big cocks waiting You are welcome mom, he said, but I really need to get ready for school or I am gonna be late. Reaching in, the first things I saw were two white cylinders about five inches long. He stroked her breasts and his cock began to respond. Jenny looked in on me and asked me to follow her. “Needless to say I have never and will never forget Master's hot sauce again.” He forces it down my throat. Gaia took up the space next to Brooke’s and his child. Jeremy told me there was a bag of shopping on the kitchen table, l was too take the shopping to flat 2 down stairs he suggested l think about what l had just done, l apologised again and went to the kitchen. I still had a partial and declined mumbling “I'll finish this and be on my way, maybe I can sneak out in a bit”. Pull the rings up and twist them counter-clockwise to remove the plugs. “Of course; then I could come and stand in the street and just stare at you or maybe have the remote control for your clit ring or a vibrator and make you cum over and over again while you just stand there in the windows trying to keep still.” Oh shit! I twisted my nipples as I watched the sight, my tongue licking at my lips. As they dry, the pouches will start to shrink squeezing you balls together. Kass smiled, scooping the disks into her belt pouch. I think it is best if you completely disrobe. "Let's shut that fucking smart mouth of yours, baby" he whispered. Alice giggled as she told me how they’d reminded each other to be good girls.