Train hostess raped

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"Dear passengers, the Hanshin Line Limited Express train No. 4417 to Kobe will depart at 11:30 PM. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please board within five minutes..." Ishimura sat comfortably in the last carriage, seat number 45 by the window, listening to the continuous announcements from the platform. Annoyed, he casually put on his headphones and pressed the start button on his portable CD player. For him, the departure of the night train meant the start of his sleep time, as this wasn't his first time taking the night express train to Kobe. He was a researcher at a biotechnology company, and twice a week he had to travel to Kobe's experimental forest to search for specific plants for his research. At 30, single and without any family ties, his height of 150 centimeters, even among the generally short Japanese men, left him with a deep-seated inferiority complex and a fear of never finding a girlfriend.

Suddenly awakened by the vibrations of the moving train, Ishimura glanced at his watch: "2:05 AM." He yawned, stretched, and looked around the carriage. There were only three people in the carriage, including himself. This wasn't unusual on a weekday night express train, but the constant swaying of the seats at the front chased away Ishimura's drowsiness. "Anyway, I still have over three hours to sleep..." Ishimura muttered, taking his binoculars—used for searching plants—from his carry-on luggage and peeking towards the first row of seats. This excited Ishimura. It was a couple; the woman was sitting by the aisle, bent over, facing the aisle and with her back to the man; the man was sitting by the window, also turned to face the woman's back. The man kept thrusting his lower body with small movements, while the woman kept glancing at the front door of the carriage, which was a step away to the left. Although her body kept responding to the man's rhythmic thrusting, it was clear that the woman was worried that someone might suddenly walk into the carriage, since they were sitting in the two seats on the right side of the aisle in the front row.
Ishimura suddenly noticed how beautiful those legs were. He stared intently at her lower body through his binoculars. "Damn it...you're so tight..." Ishimura complained that the train attendant's posture was too good, and he couldn't even see her when she squatted down. However, after the train attendant squatted down, a gap appeared between her light blue tight skirt and her fair thighs. Ishimura quickly zoomed in: "Wow...it's white lace with floral trim..." The train attendant straightened her legs and started walking towards the back of the train. Ishimura quickly put away his binoculars to avoid being discovered peeping. "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" Ishimura nervously looked up and responded to the train attendant: "Oh...no...nothing..." Ishimura panicked even more because when he looked up, he saw a beautiful woman with a pair of full breasts. Her light blue uniform top seemed too small, unable to contain her protruding breasts, and even her white shirt underneath was tight. Ishimura thought he could see the marks of her nipples. "Ah...she's not wearing a bra..." A surge of lust welled up in Ishimura's heart.

"Um...sorry, I have a bit of a headache...do you have any painkillers?" "Painkillers? I'll look for them in the lounge." For some reason, Ishimura changed his tune and said he had a headache, while continuing to look at the pretty train attendant. Then the train attendant walked out of the back door of the carriage, and Ishimura felt a flutter in his heart, especially in this nearly empty midnight express train carriage. "Sir, I found two painkillers." The train attendant walked back from the back door of the carriage, allowing Ishimura to feast his eyes again. "So fast! Where did you find them?" "Oh...this is the last carriage, the back door leads to the restrooms and our back lounge, so it was quick." Ishimura took the pills and thanked the beautiful woman, then watched her turn and walk out of the back door of the carriage again. Ishimura could only lie back on the chair and close his eyes in disappointment.

3:40 AM. Ishimura was so captivated by the train attendant that he couldn't sleep. "If only I could kiss her...no, I'd also want to touch her thighs...and smell her panties..." The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Watching the time tick by, and seeing that she hadn't come out again, Ishimura, filled with anticipation, slowly turned his fantasies into action. He decided to chat with her first: "Anyway, there aren't many passengers on the express train at night, so it shouldn't disturb her work." Ishimura glanced at the sleeping couple in the first row, and thinking this, he got up and walked towards the rear carriage door. Pushing open the rear door of the last carriage, he saw a space less than five steps deep with three doors. The one on the right was labeled "toilet," clearly the restroom at the back of the train, as a sign on the door directly in front read, "This door is the end point of this train. Caution: Do not fall. Standing is prohibited." Of course, outside the door was undoubtedly outside the train.

Ishimura glanced at the left door and saw a warning sign that read, "Office Area, Unauthorized Entry Will Be Reported." "This must be the staff break room," he thought. He tiptoed and slowly turned the lock, only to find it unlocked. He pushed the door open and peered inside. Ishimura was even more excited; the beautiful train attendant was sleeping on a bench! Her slender figure, alluring light blue pencil skirt, and those long, white legs that made Ishimura's mouth water, her full, firm breasts… all made his penis rise sharply. Ishimura gently closed the door, quietly approached the train attendant, and knelt down beside her. He gently lifted her pencil skirt so that the dim light could illuminate her underwear. Ishimura pressed his face against the bottom of her skirt, while his other hand couldn't help but stroke his penis. "She seems to be sleeping soundly." Confidently, Ishimura gently removed the train attendant's shoes, then lightly licked her calves through her stockings. "So shapely!" he thought, admiring her legs. He then traced the curve of her calf upwards with his right index finger. Ishimura rose and leaned close to her delicate, oval face, gently kissing her lips twice.

Suddenly, the train attendant rolled over from her side to her back, startling Ishimura, who quickly hid behind a bench. "Looks like I didn't wake her..." he thought. He crouched back down, still using his left hand to lift her skirt, while his right index finger slid up her thigh. Ishimura's heart pounded. This was the first time he'd done something wrong, the first time he'd touched the woman he considered most beautiful. He was terrified she would wake up, but lust was overwhelming him. "Whatever...didn't I say that as long as I satisfied her, everything would be fine?" Ishimura abandoned everything, slowly unzipped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing penis. He straddled her body with one leg, and began to move his penis towards her mouth. "She wasn't awake just now, so it shouldn't be too hard to be gentle, right?" Ishimura grasped his penis with his right hand and moved it to her mouth, then gently teased her lips with the glans. Ishimura felt incredibly stimulated, and further rubbed his entire penis against her mouth. Ishimura cried out twice, "Ah...ah..." because it felt so good.

Suddenly, the train attendant hurriedly wiped her mouth with her hand and said, "Who! Who are you?" She sat up from her lying position, curled her legs up, and retreated to the side of the bench. Ishimura, burning with lust, ignored everything and pressed forward, guiding his penis with his right hand and grabbing her head with his left, indicating that she should swallow it. "Ah...no...I'm going to scream...get out..." The train attendant shook her head from side to side to prevent Ishimura from succeeding. Ishimura panicked and slapped her. "Wow~~What are you doing...help! Help...help..." Before she could finish screaming, Ishimura grabbed her chin with his right hand and forced his penis into her mouth with his left. "Ugh...ugh...no...ugh...don't...ah...ugh...help...ugh..." The train attendant struggled desperately and tried to scream, but Ishimura's hands were firmly pressing her head down, and her body was also pinned down by Ishimura's weight. Only her legs could still kick. Her nose was pressed hard against Ishimura's lower abdomen. Her constant struggles allowed Ishimura to enjoy the pleasurable friction without even thrusting.

"Ugh...Quick...Let...Ugh...Go...Me...Ugh...Otherwise...I...Will...Ugh...Bite..." The train attendant continued to struggle, and Ishimura felt the friction of teeth, tongue, and throat. With a release, he ejaculated. The train attendant forcefully vomited out the sticky, nauseating penis, white semen dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Ugh...I'm going to sue you..." the train attendant said while vomiting the thick liquid, then stood up and tried to walk out barefoot. Ishimura strode up and pulled her back, slapping her. The train attendant slumped onto the bench. "What else do you want...?" she asked, quickly sitting up and crawling back to the other end of the bench. Ishimura saw that his penis was still erect, so he simply took off his pants. "No...no...help!" "Stop yelling, there's no one in the carriage. If you don't yell, I'll be gentle, okay?" "No! You're a beast, I'm on my period, go away~~ Help! Is there anyone who can save me...?" Ishimura ignored her cries, pulled down his pants, and walked towards the train attendant with his erect penis. "No...don't come any closer! I beg you...I'll give you money to find someone else...help...help! Ah..." Ishimura slapped her again, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't scream, only crying continuously. Ishimura grabbed her legs and pulled her over forcefully, then squatted down and buried his head between her legs, sucking. The train attendant was frightened by the beating and only dared to scream softly. She squeezed her legs tightly to try to stop Ishimura's sucking, but this only excited Ishimura more. "Please...please...I'm getting married soon...let me go...I'll help you with my hand...please don't rape me...okay?" Ignoring her bargaining, Ishimura took the opportunity to bury his head in her vagina through her white lace panties and began to suck and lick forcefully.

"Mmm...mmm...no...ah...I'll help you with my hand...okay...no...okay?" "Okay, but you have to make me feel good first." Seeing that force wasn't working, Ishimura switched to a softer approach. He sat up on the bench and guided the train attendant's left hand to stroke his penis. The train attendant took the opportunity to adjust her clothes with her right hand while her left hand busily rubbed Ishimura's penis up and down. She hoped that Ishimura would ejaculate quickly so that she could end this nightmare. "Mmm...mmm...it feels so good...what's your name?" "Get out of here after you're done, why are you asking so many questions!" Ishimura peeked at the name tag on the train attendant's light blue uniform top: "Mmm...mmm...oh, so your name is Chen Shuling! I'll call you Xiaoling then." "What are you calling me for? Get out here and get lost!" Although Xiaoling had helped her boyfriend with handjobs before, she extremely disliked helping this strange pervert Ishimura with handjobs.

"Mmm...oh...it feels so good...Xiaoling, you're so beautiful..." Shicun said, moving his head towards Xiaoling's cheek. "What are you doing! You pervert...didn't I say I'd just help you masturbate?" Xiaoling dodged Shicun's kisses by turning her head left and right. Shicun grabbed Xiaoling's head with both hands and forcefully kissed her lips. "What are you doing?" Xiaoling pushed Shicun away with both hands, got up and ran towards the door. Shicun quickly grabbed Xiaoling and slapped her again. "Help...help me..." Xiaoling fell to the ground after being hit. Shicun squatted down and whispered in Xiaoling's ear, "If you scream again, I'll strangle you!" "Waaah...waaah...please don't hurt me...waaah...I'm getting married..." Xiaoling cried and begged Shicun for mercy. "Okay, you can't call out anymore, and you have to wake my limp little brother up." Ishimura stood up before Xiaoling could answer, grabbing her head with his right hand and pulling it towards his penis. Xiaoling understood Ishimura's meaning; wiping away her tears with her right hand, she used her left to lift Ishimura's limp penis.

Fearful and helpless, Xiaoling used her left hand to lift Ishimura's limp member and bring it to her mouth. Despite wiping away her tears with her right hand, it seemed unable to stop the fear and sorrow in her heart. She told herself to be a smart woman, to wait for an opportunity to escape; this was exactly what the company training emphasized about calmly handling crisis situations meant. With a slightly shy and trembling motion, Xiaoling took Ishimura's limp penis into her mouth, licking the glans. She felt Ishimura's penis begin to swell in her mouth. Although Ishimura was only 150 centimeters tall and his penis wasn't particularly noticeable, it was enough to fill Xiaoling's small mouth completely when it swelled up. Xiaoling felt Ishimura's penis swell and touch her throat, and she felt nauseous and wanted to spit it out. "If you're going to do it, do it properly..." Xiaoling had only spat out half of it when Ishimura noticed and forced it back in with a thrust of his lower body.

Ishimura guided Xiaoling's right hand to caress his scrotum, while he bent down and reached his hands inside Xiaoling's uniform to caress her breasts through her white shirt. "Ugh... ugh... you... ugh... no... you can't..." Xiaoling protested helplessly with Ishimura's penis in her mouth, but because she was afraid that Ishimura would become rough again and that he would keep thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth, she didn't have time to stop him. "Hmm... ugh... so good... ah..." Ishimura's lust began to spread, while Xiaoling closed her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes, pretending it was a nightmare. Suddenly, Ishimura forcefully ripped Xiaoling's white shirt off, several buttons popping off. "Ugh...you...what...are you...doing...Ugh...no...you can't..." Xiaoling stretched out her hands, trying to push Ishimura away and spit out his penis. Ishimura quickly grabbed Xiaoling's head with both hands, preventing his penis from leaving her mouth. Xiaoling continued to push Ishimura away, but he held her head down and thrust his hips back and forth forcefully a dozen times. Finally, Ishimura's penis withdrew from Xiaoling's mouth, and Xiaoling quickly crawled to the trash can, spitting out a mouthful of thick liquid.

"Are you satisfied now! Get out of here!" Xiaoling crawled back to the bench, pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, which was covered in sticky liquid, and continued to curse. "Fine! I'll put my pants back on. You won't go around telling everyone about this, will you? That'll be on the news!" Ishimura warned Xiaoling not to think about suing him, then put on his pants and walked out the door. Before Ishimura even stepped through the back door of the last passenger car, he saw Xiaoling rush out of the staff break room and head straight for the women's restroom across the hall. Ishimura froze for a moment, his penis involuntarily hardening again. "Great, so beautiful, it's such a waste not to have sex with her, I'll never meet another like her in my life!" Overwhelmed by lust once more, Ishimura turned and walked to the women's restroom door. He gently turned the latch, finding it locked this time, so he pressed his ear against the door to listen for any sounds inside. He vaguely heard the sound of water and Xiaoling crying

, so he decided to wait quietly outside. Ishimura checked his watch; it was 4:12 AM, almost an hour before arrival. "Looks like time is running out!" he thought, blinded by lust. Soon the water stopped. Ishimura straightened up. Xiaoling finished washing and opened the door to come out. Ishimura immediately pushed her back inside and closed the door behind him. "Ah... Help... What are you doing? Didn't we agree? Didn't you say you'd let me go after I gave you oral sex? You beast... Help..." Xiaoling cried for help while questioning Shicun, shrinking back into the space between the toilet and the carriage wall. Shicun locked the toilet door and said softly to Xiaoling, "Don't be afraid, I'll just have sex and then I'll leave, like a one-night stand. I won't hurt you... Besides, there aren't many people on the train, and no one will come to the last carriage in the middle of the night..." "You... Get out of here and I'll pretend nothing happened... Get out!" Shicun ignored Xiaoling's accusations and slapped her across the face.

"Ugh... Ugh... Help... Ah... Get out of here..." Shicun leaned against Xiaoling's body, pressing her against the carriage wall. His right hand reached down and slipped under her light blue tight skirt, while his left hand reached up and groped her unbraced breasts inside her white shirt. He forced his wolfish mouth against her beautiful lips. "Ugh...go away...don't...touch...me..." Xiaoling tried her best to block Ishimura's three advances, but Ishimura's body was too heavy, making it difficult for Xiaoling to defend herself. Ishimura forcefully kissed Xiaoling's mouth, and she tilted her head to avoid him; Ishimura grabbed and kneaded her full, firm breasts, and Xiaoling raised her hands to block him; Ishimura's right hand took the opportunity to slip to her vaginal opening through her panties, and Xiaoling had no choice but to squeeze her legs together to stop his right hand from touching her. "Ah...um...no...you're breaking the law...didn't you promise me? You can't...help me..." Ishimura reached out his right hand and slapped her again, then grabbed a handful of toilet paper from the toilet seat and stuffed it into Xiaoling's mouth.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh...no...don't...ah...ugh...please...ugh..." Ishimura reached his right hand under her skirt again, groping her vaginal opening through her panties. Xiaoling's legs clamped even tighter. Ishimura moved his lower body forward again, using his left foot to pry open Xiaoling's closed legs. "Ugh...ugh...you...beast..." Ishimura's right hand moved up inside her skirt, touching the top edge of her panties at her waist. He forcefully pulled down her panties, dragging them down to her thighs. His left hand rubbed around Xiaoling's nipples, his wolfish mouth licking her earlobe, his left foot rubbing against her right thigh. "...Ugh...um...no...ah...ah...no...can't...ugh..." Xiaoling's mouth was stuffed with toilet paper, her hands busy trying to pull away Ishimura's left hand rubbing her nipples, but she was powerless to push away Ishimura's body pressing down on her.

Ishimura's right hand touched the entrance of her vagina, his middle finger tracing the opening back and forth. "...Ugh...mmm...mmm...no...don't...mmm...no...I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoling thought of her boyfriend's love, still resisting with "mmm" sounds, but her body was already exhausted from resisting, and a surge of desire was rising from her genitals, her breasts were being rubbed until they felt tingly and itchy. Ishimura's right hand felt the wetness, so he slowly inserted his middle finger into Xiaoling's vagina. "Ah...mmm...mmm...pull it out quickly...mmm...no...can't..." Xiaoling tried to squeeze her legs together, but Ishimura used his right foot to stomp down her panties, which were half-undone on her thighs, to her heel, and then stretched his right leg forward, so that Xiaoling's legs were straddling Ishimura's legs. Ishimura moved his left hand to grab her head, and his wolfish mouth turned to suck on Xiaoling's breasts, while his right middle finger moved in and out of her vagina, the wetness becoming more and more overwhelming. "...Mmm...Mmm...Spare...Mmm...I...Mmm...Okay..." Ishimura's right hand unzipped his pants, pulling out his penis. His swollen member was already eager to move. He lifted Xiaoling's tight skirt, squatted slightly, and thrust forward and upward, rubbing his penis against her vaginal opening. "...Mmm...No...Ah...Absolutely...No...Ah..." Xiaoling tried to squeeze her legs together, but could only hold onto Ishimura's legs. She began to punch Ishimura's body with her fists, easily spitting out the tissue in her mouth, which was now full of saliva. Ishimura spread his legs apart, guiding his penis with his right hand, and thrust hard. "Ah...It hurts...You beast...Waaah...No...Beast..." Ishimura pulled out, then thrust in again forcefully. "Ahhh...It hurts...Help...Ah..." Xiaoling gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face, her entire body being pounded up and down. "Ah... um... ah... ah..." "How is it? Feeling good?... It'll feel even better if you keep going..." "Ah... ah... um... you beast... ah... um... um..." Ishimura thrust violently over a hundred times, causing Xiaoling's juices to flow down her thighs. Tears welled in Xiaoling's eyes as she let Ishimura pound into her. "Um... ah... ah... faster... faster... um ah..." Xiaoling gave up resisting. She felt exhausted and decided to let Ishimura ravage her, only hoping it would end quickly.

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