28-08-2022, 07:48 PM
I reached the railway station, got the general compartment ticket, and was waiting for the train to come. One guy was staring me for a long time, I just tried to look away from him, he was trying to take pictures of me in his phone. I wanted to go there and bash him and break his phone, but towards my left a good 20 feet away there was a tall and fit looking security officerman standing, he looked like an educated officer, definitely he must be in good post I thought. I slowly moved towards him and told him "Sir, there is one guy over there taking pictures of me, I am feeling very uncomfortable, please do something." The security officerman caught my right hand and took me towards him, and gave one tight slap on his face, "you deserve it, pervert," I was saying to myself. "Take his phone and delete my picture if he had taken sir" I pleaded in friendly gesture. When he opened the images, I could see he has taken several images of me since the moment I arrived at the railway station. He has focused my lips, my bottom and my little exposed midriff and the region of my blouse covered left boob. The security officer seeing my pictures one by and stopped at my photo where my midriff was exposed he asked "is this yours ?" and looked directly at my midriff in the pretext of confirming the picture. The security officer pulled out the memory card from the phone, and gave the phone back to that pervert, and started hitting him left and right, he was pleading to let him go, I felt sorry for that guy at some point and asked the security officer to stop. Just then few railway security officermen arrived, and asked what happened. To my shock security officermen in a commanding voice replied, "this is my wife, and his man tried to misbehave with her" and turned towards me and winked. As if I got the signal, I too added "Yes, I am his wife, and this man tried to misbehave with me" and looked at the security officerman. The railway security officer immediately took him way, and he put his hand on my shoulder and walked me towards my bag. All the people in the place watched this happen.
"What is your name?" he asked. "Vimala sir" I replied. "Listen Vimala, now everybody here will think that you are my wife and no one will try to misbehave or take pictures of you, and more over you will be safe until you reach your destination, got it ?" he said. "Yes sir" I said and smiled at him. He extended his hand and shook my hand saying "Have a nice journey Vimala" and left the place. Shame on you Vimala, you could not say a word "Thanks" to that officer, I cursed myself. Two old ladies came towards me, and asked me "Madam, is that security officerman your husband ?" I replied "Yes," and made a straight face, just like those security officermen. The train finally arrived, I immediately tried to pick up my bag to find myself a seat. Before I could move an inch, the people started jumping from everywhere and started fighting to enter the General compartment, and the compartment was completely jam packed. I was the last one to get in, and was struggling to get a foothold. The train started moving. The first thing I wanted to do was to keep my bag on the train luggage rack, so that I will feel relieved. I lifted my bag and placed it on the luggage rack, just then one young man came running to get into the train. When he tried to get in, he tripped and fell on the floor of the train, I bent down to help him get up, but he held my thighs first for balance and then straight away held my butt with his palm, and then gripped my Saree and pulled it down to get up, and stood in front of me, his hand were still on my waist. He had pulled down my Saree along with my petticoat and my navel had got exposed completely. With his hands still on my waist, he said "Thank you" and smiled. I cursed myself for smiling back, I tried to pull his hands off my waist. Before I could do that, the next station approached and the train stopped, people started to rush inside the packed General compartment. As people started flooding the General compartment, we got sandwiched between the people, this man whom I helped to stand up, who had his hands on my hip took this as an opportunity and hugged me tight, I was left with nothing to hold on to for balance but to hug him back. Within seconds my boobs got crushed against his chest, and he started kissing me everywhere on my face. He held my butt with his both hands and started mauling it, and before I could scream, he locked his lips with mine and started kissing me. I mustered all my strength to push him away, but in vain, the crowd was pushing and pulling against me. I was turning my face left to right to save my lips from being kissed. Every time I turned, the kisses would land directly on either my left cheek or right cheek. He held my right boob with his left hand and I started to scream but his lips locked my open mouth and started kissing. The train moved and I pushed him away yelling at him "Bastard, do this to your mother," and turned away from him. I did not scream because I don't want to create a scene and grab people's attention.
"What is your name?" he asked. "Vimala sir" I replied. "Listen Vimala, now everybody here will think that you are my wife and no one will try to misbehave or take pictures of you, and more over you will be safe until you reach your destination, got it ?" he said. "Yes sir" I said and smiled at him. He extended his hand and shook my hand saying "Have a nice journey Vimala" and left the place. Shame on you Vimala, you could not say a word "Thanks" to that officer, I cursed myself. Two old ladies came towards me, and asked me "Madam, is that security officerman your husband ?" I replied "Yes," and made a straight face, just like those security officermen. The train finally arrived, I immediately tried to pick up my bag to find myself a seat. Before I could move an inch, the people started jumping from everywhere and started fighting to enter the General compartment, and the compartment was completely jam packed. I was the last one to get in, and was struggling to get a foothold. The train started moving. The first thing I wanted to do was to keep my bag on the train luggage rack, so that I will feel relieved. I lifted my bag and placed it on the luggage rack, just then one young man came running to get into the train. When he tried to get in, he tripped and fell on the floor of the train, I bent down to help him get up, but he held my thighs first for balance and then straight away held my butt with his palm, and then gripped my Saree and pulled it down to get up, and stood in front of me, his hand were still on my waist. He had pulled down my Saree along with my petticoat and my navel had got exposed completely. With his hands still on my waist, he said "Thank you" and smiled. I cursed myself for smiling back, I tried to pull his hands off my waist. Before I could do that, the next station approached and the train stopped, people started to rush inside the packed General compartment. As people started flooding the General compartment, we got sandwiched between the people, this man whom I helped to stand up, who had his hands on my hip took this as an opportunity and hugged me tight, I was left with nothing to hold on to for balance but to hug him back. Within seconds my boobs got crushed against his chest, and he started kissing me everywhere on my face. He held my butt with his both hands and started mauling it, and before I could scream, he locked his lips with mine and started kissing me. I mustered all my strength to push him away, but in vain, the crowd was pushing and pulling against me. I was turning my face left to right to save my lips from being kissed. Every time I turned, the kisses would land directly on either my left cheek or right cheek. He held my right boob with his left hand and I started to scream but his lips locked my open mouth and started kissing. The train moved and I pushed him away yelling at him "Bastard, do this to your mother," and turned away from him. I did not scream because I don't want to create a scene and grab people's attention.
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