[YDNS-008] Railway Uniform Abuse: A Beauty’s Ordeal

She thought her school uniform would protect her, but on that crowded train, it only made her more of a target. The way her skirt rode up as she was pressed against the door, the whimpers she tried to stifle as rough hands found their way under her blouse—every detail was a sick invitation. When the train lurched, a stranger’s body pinned her, and his fingers dug into her thighs, spreading them apart. She gasped, but no one looked. They just watched, their eyes glazing over as if this was normal. The groping turned to grinding, and soon his cock was out, rubbing against her through her panties. She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists, forcing them above her head. The train’s rhythm matched his thrusts as he tore her underwear aside and shoved into her, filling her with a brutal, punishing heat. Her cries were drowned by the screech of wheels on tracks. He came inside her, a warm flood that dripped down her legs as the train slowed. When he pulled out, he zipped up and disappeared into the crowd, leaving her trembling, her uniform stained, her cunt aching and full of his cum.