21-10-2024, 09:16 AM
(This post was last modified: 21-10-2024, 01:22 PM by Naruto411. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
The sun hung low in the sky, the train rattling onward as another long day began. Her naked body, now a familiar sight to those on the train, was passed from one set of eager hands to another. No longer did men need to ask for permission with money in hand—word had spread, and by now, the idea of her being used by anyone was simply accepted.
Men from other cars approached, eyes gleaming with anticipation as they took their turns, some gentle, others rougher. They groped her without hesitation, fingers sliding across her bare skin, pinching and pulling as they pleased. It wasn’t long before one of the train’s ticket collectors arrived, his gaze lingering on her exposed body.
He smiled darkly. “I hear you’ve been saying yes to everything,” he muttered, his hand already reaching for her breast, squeezing hard enough to make her wince.
"Yes," she whispered, that same automatic response.
The ticket collector wasted no time. He grabbed her arm, hauling her toward one of the private cabins at the back of the train. She stumbled along behind him, her legs weak and trembling from the previous night, but there was no chance to protest—not that she could say anything but *yes* anyway.
Inside the cabin, the ticket collector shoved her against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head as he pressed his body against hers. His lips found her neck, biting down hard enough to leave marks, his free hand sliding between her legs, rubbing her already sore pussy.
“Fuck, you’re already wet,” he growled, his fingers slipping inside her with ease. “Bet you love this, huh?”
“Yes…” she gasped, her head falling back as he worked his fingers deeper into her, the roughness of his touch making her body twitch involuntarily.
The ticket collector pushed her to the floor, spreading her legs wide as he unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. Without another word, he thrust into her, his hands gripping her thighs as he pounded into her with brutal force. Each thrust sent her body jerking against the hard floor, her cries muffled by the sound of his grunts.
He didn’t stop, his pace relentless, fucking her with a savagery that left her gasping for breath. When he finally came, his cock twitching deep inside her, he pulled out roughly, leaving her on the floor, dazed and shaking.
Before she could even sit up, the door creaked open again, and the train’s security officer stepped inside, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he took in the scene.
"My turn," he said, his voice gruff.
The security officer pulled her to her feet, forcing her onto the small bed in the corner of the cabin. He wasn’t gentle—his hands were rough as they roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, slapping her ass, before flipping her onto her stomach. He pulled her hips up, spreading her legs wide as he positioned himself behind her.
His cock pushed into her without warning, filling her painfully as he thrust deep, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. She cried out, her body jolting with each rough thrust as he pounded into her, harder and faster than the ticket collector had. His grunts filled the small cabin, his pace unrelenting as he fucked her with no concern for her comfort.
When he was done, he pulled out, leaving her trembling and sore on the bed. He zipped up his pants, smirking down at her. “You’ve been good today. Maybe we’ll keep you around,” he muttered before leaving the cabin, leaving her alone for a brief moment.
But there was no rest. Throughout the day, more men came, their hands greedy as they took her in corners, empty seats, anywhere they could find. She was passed around like an object, her body used by each man who approached. They groped her, forced her to her knees to suck their cocks, bent her over and fucked her roughly, her body shaking with exhaustion by the time the sun began to set.
But the night—*the night belonged to the boys.*
As the train quieted and the men retired to their seats, the boys gathered around her once again, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. This night was going to be different. They had tasted her yesterday, but tonight they wanted more—something darker, kinkier, a challenge to see just how far they could push her.
One of the boys grabbed her wrist, pulling her into their private space, throwing her onto the seat with a grin. “You’re not getting out of this easily tonight,” he muttered, already unzipping his pants.
But this time, it wasn’t just about fucking her. They wanted to see her humiliated, broken in a way she hadn’t been before. One boy pulled out a blindfold, tying it around her eyes before spreading her legs wide. “Let’s make this interesting,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
With her vision gone, her senses were heightened. She felt hands everywhere—roaming over her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding between her legs, teasing her pussy. One of the boys slipped his cock into her mouth, pushing deep down her throat, while another spread her ass cheeks, his fingers rubbing against her tight hole.
“You’re gonna take both of us again,” one of them growled. She could only nod, her voice gone, her body trembling as they prepared her. They pushed into her at the same time—one in her pussy, the other in her ass—stretching her painfully as they fucked her together, their thrusts synchronized, each one harder than the last.
Her body convulsed, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled so completely, her cries muffled by the cock in her mouth as the boy at her throat thrust deeper, gagging her. They didn’t stop, pushing her beyond what she thought she could handle, her body nothing but a vessel for their pleasure.
When they finally came, filling her with their cum, another boy stepped up, flipping her onto her back and binding her wrists to the armrests. He teased her clit with a vibrator that he found in her bag, watching as her body jerked in response, already so sensitive from everything that had happened. Another boy climbed on top of her, fucking her slow and deep, his cock dragging against her overstimulated pussy as the vibrator pushed her closer to the edge.
The others watched, some stroking themselves, others laughing at her whimpers, her body on display for their amusement. When she came, her orgasm ripped through her, her body shaking uncontrollably, but they didn’t stop. They continued to use her, pushing her through one orgasm after another until she was a trembling, sweating mess beneath them.
Each boy took his turn, some rougher, some more playful, each one pushing her further than the last. They used toys on her, fucked her in every position they could think of, their hands and mouths all over her body, teasing, slapping, biting. By the time the sun began to rise, she had lost track of how many times she had been fucked, how many cocks she had taken, her body numb with exhaustion.
But the boys weren’t done. They pulled her into their laps one by one, making her ride them as the train pulled into its final destination, her body sore, used, and covered in their cum. As they reached the destination
Men from other cars approached, eyes gleaming with anticipation as they took their turns, some gentle, others rougher. They groped her without hesitation, fingers sliding across her bare skin, pinching and pulling as they pleased. It wasn’t long before one of the train’s ticket collectors arrived, his gaze lingering on her exposed body.
He smiled darkly. “I hear you’ve been saying yes to everything,” he muttered, his hand already reaching for her breast, squeezing hard enough to make her wince.
"Yes," she whispered, that same automatic response.
The ticket collector wasted no time. He grabbed her arm, hauling her toward one of the private cabins at the back of the train. She stumbled along behind him, her legs weak and trembling from the previous night, but there was no chance to protest—not that she could say anything but *yes* anyway.
Inside the cabin, the ticket collector shoved her against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head as he pressed his body against hers. His lips found her neck, biting down hard enough to leave marks, his free hand sliding between her legs, rubbing her already sore pussy.
“Fuck, you’re already wet,” he growled, his fingers slipping inside her with ease. “Bet you love this, huh?”
“Yes…” she gasped, her head falling back as he worked his fingers deeper into her, the roughness of his touch making her body twitch involuntarily.
The ticket collector pushed her to the floor, spreading her legs wide as he unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. Without another word, he thrust into her, his hands gripping her thighs as he pounded into her with brutal force. Each thrust sent her body jerking against the hard floor, her cries muffled by the sound of his grunts.
He didn’t stop, his pace relentless, fucking her with a savagery that left her gasping for breath. When he finally came, his cock twitching deep inside her, he pulled out roughly, leaving her on the floor, dazed and shaking.
Before she could even sit up, the door creaked open again, and the train’s security officer stepped inside, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he took in the scene.
"My turn," he said, his voice gruff.
The security officer pulled her to her feet, forcing her onto the small bed in the corner of the cabin. He wasn’t gentle—his hands were rough as they roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, slapping her ass, before flipping her onto her stomach. He pulled her hips up, spreading her legs wide as he positioned himself behind her.
His cock pushed into her without warning, filling her painfully as he thrust deep, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. She cried out, her body jolting with each rough thrust as he pounded into her, harder and faster than the ticket collector had. His grunts filled the small cabin, his pace unrelenting as he fucked her with no concern for her comfort.
When he was done, he pulled out, leaving her trembling and sore on the bed. He zipped up his pants, smirking down at her. “You’ve been good today. Maybe we’ll keep you around,” he muttered before leaving the cabin, leaving her alone for a brief moment.
But there was no rest. Throughout the day, more men came, their hands greedy as they took her in corners, empty seats, anywhere they could find. She was passed around like an object, her body used by each man who approached. They groped her, forced her to her knees to suck their cocks, bent her over and fucked her roughly, her body shaking with exhaustion by the time the sun began to set.
But the night—*the night belonged to the boys.*
As the train quieted and the men retired to their seats, the boys gathered around her once again, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. This night was going to be different. They had tasted her yesterday, but tonight they wanted more—something darker, kinkier, a challenge to see just how far they could push her.
One of the boys grabbed her wrist, pulling her into their private space, throwing her onto the seat with a grin. “You’re not getting out of this easily tonight,” he muttered, already unzipping his pants.
But this time, it wasn’t just about fucking her. They wanted to see her humiliated, broken in a way she hadn’t been before. One boy pulled out a blindfold, tying it around her eyes before spreading her legs wide. “Let’s make this interesting,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
With her vision gone, her senses were heightened. She felt hands everywhere—roaming over her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding between her legs, teasing her pussy. One of the boys slipped his cock into her mouth, pushing deep down her throat, while another spread her ass cheeks, his fingers rubbing against her tight hole.
“You’re gonna take both of us again,” one of them growled. She could only nod, her voice gone, her body trembling as they prepared her. They pushed into her at the same time—one in her pussy, the other in her ass—stretching her painfully as they fucked her together, their thrusts synchronized, each one harder than the last.
Her body convulsed, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled so completely, her cries muffled by the cock in her mouth as the boy at her throat thrust deeper, gagging her. They didn’t stop, pushing her beyond what she thought she could handle, her body nothing but a vessel for their pleasure.
When they finally came, filling her with their cum, another boy stepped up, flipping her onto her back and binding her wrists to the armrests. He teased her clit with a vibrator that he found in her bag, watching as her body jerked in response, already so sensitive from everything that had happened. Another boy climbed on top of her, fucking her slow and deep, his cock dragging against her overstimulated pussy as the vibrator pushed her closer to the edge.
The others watched, some stroking themselves, others laughing at her whimpers, her body on display for their amusement. When she came, her orgasm ripped through her, her body shaking uncontrollably, but they didn’t stop. They continued to use her, pushing her through one orgasm after another until she was a trembling, sweating mess beneath them.
Each boy took his turn, some rougher, some more playful, each one pushing her further than the last. They used toys on her, fucked her in every position they could think of, their hands and mouths all over her body, teasing, slapping, biting. By the time the sun began to rise, she had lost track of how many times she had been fucked, how many cocks she had taken, her body numb with exhaustion.
But the boys weren’t done. They pulled her into their laps one by one, making her ride them as the train pulled into its final destination, her body sore, used, and covered in their cum. As they reached the destination
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