Midnight Train Murder Case

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"Dear passengers, the Hanshin Line Limited Express train to Kobe will depart at 11:30 PM. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please board within five minutes..." Ishimura sat comfortably in seat 45 by the window in the last carriage, 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 find specific materials for his research. At 30 years old and single, he had no family ties, but his height of 150 centimeters, even among the generally short Japanese men, still left him with extreme inferiority and a shadow of inability to find a girlfriend.

Startled awake 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.

"I still have over three hours to sleep..." Ishimura muttered, taking out his binoculars from his carry-on luggage and peering 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's lower body was constantly thrusting with small movements, while the woman kept glancing at the front door of the carriage, just a step to her left. Although her body was constantly responding to the man's rhythmic thrusts, 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 at the very front.

Ishimura kept adjusting the angle and focus of his binoculars, but because of the limited space between the seats, and the fact that he could only peek, and because the couple hadn't taken off their clothes—the man had simply pulled down his zipper, bent his knee against the woman's back, and was constantly thrusting with small movements, while the woman, who wasn't wearing underwear, slightly raised her narrow skirt to accommodate him, and her mouth occasionally uttered "humming" sounds—made Ishimura's lust even more unbearable.

Suddenly, Ishimura caught a glimpse of the couple's flustered expressions through the lens. Just as he was wondering what was wrong, the automatic door at the front of the carriage opened, and a pair of black women's low-heeled shoes and a pair of long, shapely, and beautiful legs clad in sheer stockings entered the frame. Then, the legs bent down... It turned out to be a train attendant picking up the woman's ticket that had fallen onto the aisle.

Ishimura suddenly realized how beautiful those legs were, and stared intently at her lower body through the 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 crouching down. However, after the train attendant crouched down, a gap appeared between her light blue pencil skirt and her fair thighs. Ishimura quickly zoomed in: "Wow... it's white lace trim..." The train attendant straightened her legs and started walking towards the back of the carriage. Ishimura quickly put away the binoculars to avoid being discovered peeping.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Ishimura nervously looked up, glancing at the train attendant as he stammered, "Oh...no...nothing..." Ishimura's anxiety intensified when he looked up and saw a beautiful woman with ample breasts. Her light blue uniform top seemed too small, unable to contain her prominent breasts, and even her white blouse underneath appeared tight. Ishimura thought he could see the marks of her nipples. "Ah...she's not wearing a bra..." A surge of lust welled up within Ishimura.

"Um...excuse me, I have a headache...do you have any painkillers?" "Painkillers? I'll go to the lounge to look for some." For some reason, Ishimura changed his tune, saying he had a headache, while continuing to stare at the beautiful train attendant. Then, the train attendant walked out of the back door of the carriage, and Ishimura felt a jolt, especially in this nearly empty late-night express train carriage. "

Sir, I found two painkillers." The train attendant returned from the back door, allowing Ishimura to feast his eyes once more.

"So fast! Where did you find it?"

"Oh... this is the last carriage. The restroom and our restroom are right outside the back door, so it was quick." Ishimura took the pills, thanked the beautiful woman, and watched her turn and walk out the back door of the carriage. Ishimura could only lie back down on the chair and close his eyes in disappointment.

3:40 a.m.

Ishimura was so captivated by the train hostess that he couldn't fall asleep. "If only I could kiss her... no, I also want to touch her thighs... and smell her panties..." The more Ishimura thought about it, the more excited he became. Watching the time tick by, he still hadn't seen her come out again. With some anticipation, Ishimura slowly turned his fantasy into action. He decided to chat with her first: "Anyway, there aren't many passengers on the express train at midnight, so it shouldn't disturb her work." Ishimura glanced at the couple sleeping soundly in the first row, and while thinking, he got up and walked towards the back door of the carriage.

Ishimura pushed open the rear door of the last carriage and saw a space less than five steps deep with three doors. The right

door, labeled "toilet," was clearly the restroom at the back of the train, as the door directly in front of him had a sign that read, "This is the end point of this train. Beware of falling. Standing is prohibited." Of course, outside the door was the outside of the train. Ishimura looked at the left door and saw a warning sign that read, "Office area. Unauthorized entry will be dealt with." "This must be the staff rest room." Ishimura tiptoed and slowly turned the lock, but to his surprise, it wasn't locked. He pushed the door open and looked inside. Ishimura became even more excited

. The beautiful train attendant was lying on her side on a bench, sleeping! Seeing her slender figure, alluring light blue pencil skirt, and those fair, beautiful legs that made Ishimura's mouth water, her full and firm breasts... made Ishimura's penis rise high. Ishimura gently closed the door, quietly approached the train attendant, and knelt down beside her. He gently lifted her tight skirt so that the dim light could illuminate her panties. Ishimura brought his face close to the bottom of her skirt, while his other hand couldn't help but stroke his own penis.

"Looks like she's sleeping soundly." Ishimura confidently removed the train attendant's shoes, then lightly licked her calves through her stockings. "So well-proportioned!" Ishimura admired the train attendant's legs in his mind, while tracing the curve of her calves from bottom to top with his right index finger. Ishimura stood up and brought his face close to the train attendant's pure, 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..." Ishimura crouched back down, still using his left hand to lift her skirt, while his right index finger slid up her thigh along the curve of her calf. Ishimura's heart was pounding. This was the first time he had done something wrong, and the first time he had touched the woman he considered the most beautiful.

He was terrified she would wake up, but lust was surging through him. "Whatever... Didn't they say that as long as I make her happy, everything will be fine?" Ishimura disregarded everything, slowly unzipped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing penis. He straddled her body with one leg, and his penis began to move towards her mouth.

"She wasn't awake just now, so it shouldn't be too hard to be gentle now, right?" Ishimura grasped his penis with his right hand and moved it to her lips, then gently teased her lips with the glans. Ishimura felt incredibly stimulated, and further rubbed his entire penis against her lips. 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, didn't care about anything else 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 of here..." The train attendant shook her head from side to side to prevent Ishimura from succeeding. Ishimura got impatient and slapped her. "Wah~~What are you doing...help!

Help...help..." Before she could finish shouting, Ishimura grabbed her chin with his right hand and forced his penis into her mouth with his left hand.

"Ugh...ugh...no...ugh...don't...ah...ugh...help...ugh..." The train girl struggled desperately, trying to scream, but Ishimura's hands were tightly pressing down on her head, and her body was also pressed down by Ishimura's sitting position, only her legs could still kick. Her nose was pressed hard against Ishimura's lower abdomen, and her constant struggle allowed Ishimura to enjoy the comfortable friction without thrusting.

"Ugh...quick...let...ugh...go...away...I...ugh...otherwise...I...wh...bite..." The train girl continued to struggle, and Ishimura felt the friction of teeth, tongue, and throat, and with a release, he ejaculated. The train girl forcefully spat out the sticky, nauseating penis, white semen flowing from the corner of her mouth, "Ugh...I'm going to sue you..." the train girl said while spitting out the thick liquid, then stood up and tried to walk out barefoot.

Ishimura strode up and pulled her back, slapping her across the face. The train attendant slumped onto the bench. "What else do you want...?" she demanded. She quickly sat up and crawled back to the other end of the bench. Ishimura, seeing his erect penis, simply pulled down his pants.

"No...no...help!"

"Don't scream, there's no one in the carriage. If you don't scream, I'll be gentle, okay?" "No! You're an animal, I'm on my period, go away! Help! Someone help 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, the pain preventing her from screaming, only causing her to sob.

Ishimura grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him, then knelt down and buried his head between her legs, sucking on her. Terrified, the train attendant could only scream softly. She squeezed her legs together to try and stop Ishimura's sucking and licking, but this only excited him more.

"Please...please...I'm getting married soon...let me go...I'll help you with my hand...please don't rape me...okay?" Ishimura ignored her plea and took the opportunity to bury his head in her vagina through her white lace panties, sucking and licking 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 used her right hand to adjust her clothes while her left hand busily rubbed Ishimura's penis up and down, hoping he would ejaculate quickly so 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: "Mmm...mmm...oh, so your name is Chen Shuling! I'll call you Xiaoling then." "What are you calling me? Get out of here!" Although Xiaoling had helped her boyfriend with handjobs before, she utterly loathed helping this strange pervert, Ishimura, with a handjob.

"Mmm...oh...it feels so good...Xiaoling, you're so pretty..." After Ishimura finished speaking, he moved his head toward Xiaoling's cheek.

"What are you doing! Pervert...didn't I say I'd just help you masturbate?" Xiaoling shook her head from side to side, dodging Ishimura's kisses.

Ishimura grabbed Xiaoling's head with both hands and forcefully kissed her lips. "What are you doing?" Xiaoling pushed Ishimura away with both hands, got up and ran towards the door. Ishimura quickly grabbed Xiaoling and slapped her again. "Help...help me..." Xiaoling fell to the ground after being hit.

Ishimura squatted down and whispered in Xiaoling's ear, "If you scream again, I'll strangle you!" "Waaah...please don't hurt me...waaah...I'm getting married..." Xiaoling cried and begged Ishimura for mercy.

"Okay, you can't scream anymore, and you have to wake up my limp little brother." Ishimura stood up before Xiaoling could answer and used his right hand to grab Xiaoling's head and pull it towards his penis. Xiaoling knew what Ishimura meant. She wiped away her tears with her right hand and used her left hand to lift Ishimura's penis.

Xiaoling, both frightened and helpless, used her left hand to lift Ishimura's limp penis and bring it to her mouth. Although her right hand was wiping away tears from her cheeks, 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 precisely the meaning of the calm crisis management required during her company training.

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. Although Ishimura was only 150 centimeters tall, and his penis wasn't particularly noticeable, to Xiaoling's small mouth, it was enough to fill the entire space when it swelled. Xiaoling felt Ishimura's swollen penis pressing against her throat, and she felt an urge to spit it out.

"If you're going to do it, do it properly..." Xiaoling had only spat it out halfway 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, her mouth filled with Ishimura's penis, but she was too afraid that Ishimura would become violent again and that he would keep thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth to stop him.

"Mmm...mmm...so good...ah..." Ishimura's lust began to spread, while Xiaoling closed her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes, pretending it was all a nightmare.

Suddenly, Ishimura forcefully ripped Xiaoling's white shirt off, several buttons popping off. "Ugh...you...what...are you...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 could be on the news!" Ishimura warned Xiaoling not to sue him, then put on his pants and walked out the door. Before Ishimura even reached 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 still ignored Xiaoling's accusations and slapped her across the face.

"Ugh...ugh...help...ah...get away...get away..." Ishimura pressed against Xiaoling's body, pinning her against the car wall. His right hand reached down and slipped under her light blue pencil skirt, while his left hand reached up and groped her braless breasts inside her white shirt. His wolfish mouth forced its way onto her beautiful lips.

"Ugh...get away...don't...touch...me..." Xiaoling tried her best to block Ishimura's three intrusions with her hands, but Ishimura's body was too heavy, making it difficult for her 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 stretched out her hands to block him; Ishimura's right hand took the opportunity to slip to her vaginal opening through her underwear, and Xiaoling had no choice but to squeeze her legs together to stop his caresses.

"Ah... um... no... this is illegal... didn't you promise me? You can't... help me..." Ishimura reached out his right hand and slapped her again, grabbing a handful of toilet paper from the toilet drawer and stuffing it into Xiaoling's mouth.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh... no... don't... ah... ugh... spare me... ugh..." Ishimura then reached his right hand into her skirt, 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... ugh..."

Ishimura's right hand moved upwards inside her skirt, reaching the top edge of her panties at her waist. He forcefully pulled down her panties, dragging them down to her thighs. His left hand kneaded Xiaoling's nipples, his wolfish mouth licked her earlobe, and his left foot rubbed against her right thigh.

"...Ugh...Mmm...No...Ah...Ah...No...Can...Ugh..." Xiaoling's mouth was stuffed with toilet paper, and her hands were busy pulling away Ishimura's left hand that was rubbing her nipples, but she was powerless to push away Ishimura's body that was pressing heavily on her.

Ishimura's right hand touched the entrance of her vagina, his middle finger stroking back and forth along the opening. "...Ugh...Mmm...Mmm...No...No...No...I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoling thought of her boyfriend's love, still resisting with muffled moans, but her body was already exhausted from resisting, and a surge of desire was rising from her genitals, her breasts were being rubbed and felt itchy and aroused.

Ishimura's right hand felt the wetness, so he slowly inserted his middle finger into Xiaoling's vagina. "Ah...Mmm...Ugh...Pull it out quickly...Ugh...No...I 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, making Xiaoling's juices flow down her thighs. Xiaoling, with tears in her eyes, let Ishimura thrust into her. "Um... ah... ah... faster... faster... um ah..." Xiaoling gave up resisting. She felt tired and decided to let Ishimura ravage her, hoping it would all end quickly.

"Come here! Turn around and lie on the toilet." Ishimura closed the toilet lid and told Xiaoling to lie on it so he could fuck her from behind.

Xiaoling wiped her tears and did as he instructed. Ishimura straightened his body and thrust forward with his penis: "Ah... ah um um... ah um... so... comfortable... ah... um..." Ishimura continued to thrust forward, reaching his hands to grab and knead Xiaoling's breasts. "Is it... good?" Ishimura thrust even harder.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah..." The sounds of moaning filled the dressing room, but no one else heard them.

Ishimura had been thrusting into Xiaoling from behind over a hundred times, but he hadn't felt the urge to ejaculate. His left hand held Xiaoling's waist as he continued thrusting, while his right hand lifted her skirt, allowing him to see his penis entering and exiting her vagina. Suddenly, Ishimura saw Xiaoling's tightly closed anus. While thrusting into her vagina, he touched her anus with his finger.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...you...what...do...don't...mmm...ah...do...anything...randomly..." Ishimura thrust even harder. "Hehe! I haven't tried the backdoor flower yet." Ishimura chuckled to himself, slowly inserting his right index finger into Xiaoling's anus.

"Ah...no...don't mess around...ah...don't go too far..." Xiaoling enjoyed Ishimura's thrusting into her vagina while reaching behind her to push away Ishimura's right hand, which was rubbing against her anus. Ishimura ignored Xiaoling's protests and forcefully thrust his middle finger into her anus.

"Ah...it hurts so much..." Xiaoling screamed, reaching behind her to try and pull Ishimura's finger out. Ishimura pulled out his index finger and withdrew his penis from Xiaoling's vagina, then grabbed Xiaoling's buttocks with both hands.

"You...you...what are you doing...?" Xiaoling turned her head to look back at Ishimura while lying on the toilet. At that moment, Ishimura used his right hand to guide his penis towards her anus and thrust hard. "Ah...it hurts...not there..." Ishimura thrust hard, but only half of his glans went in.

"It's really tight!" Ishimura immediately spread her anus open with both hands and pushed forward forcefully. "Ah...it hurts so much...pull it out...you beast...waaaah...waaah..." It was Xiaoling's first time being penetrated in the anus, and the pain was unbearable, tears streaming down her face.

She tried to get up and leave, trying to pull out the penis that was pricking her anus, but Ishimura pressed her down forcefully and thrust into her twice more. "Ah! It hurts!...Ah! It hurts so much!...Ah...it hurts...please...please...please..." Ishimura pressed down on Xiaoling again, who was struggling to get up, and thrust into her forcefully once more.

"Mmm...mmm...so good...your anus is so tight...it's amazing..." Because Xiaoling's anus was very tight, Ishimura ejaculated after only a few thrusts. Xiaoling immediately felt the penis inside her anus twitch, accompanied by a gush of warm liquid. She knew that Ishimura had ejaculated.

Shi Cun rested contentedly on her back. Xiao Ling, tears welling in her eyes, threw Shi Cun to the ground as she got up and ran out the door. Shi Cun scrambled to his feet and chased after her. Just as Xiao Ling was about to run back to the lounge, Shi Cun grabbed her, and they both fell down in the hallway.

"You beast, what else do you want? You've already raped me, what else do you want? You beast… ptooey!" Xiao Ling cursed Shi Cun, spitting at him.

Shi Cun touched his penis, enjoying the feeling of Xiao Ling's anus. He stood up, stroking his penis with his right hand, and grabbed Xiao Ling with his left, wanting to pull her down to have sex with him again in the hallway. Xiaoling got up and ran to the back, arriving at the door. There was a warning sign on the door: "Caution: Falling, No Standing Allowed." Blinded by lust, Shicun only wanted to enjoy the beauty in front of him again. He stroked his penis with his right hand and walked towards Xiaoling... "Please... don't come again... please... please..." Xiaoling begged this beast with tears in her eyes, but Shicun ignored her and continued to walk towards her. Xiaoling turned the door lock, trying to find a last place to defend herself. Suddenly, Shicun pounced on her and forced the car door open. Xiaoling fell out of the car with a thud, while Shicun grabbed the door lock and climbed back into the car.

The rumble of the train drowned out Xiaoling's screams as she fell out of the carriage… Ishimura put on his trousers, returned to his seat in the last carriage, and closed his eyes. The couple in the front row were still fast asleep, but dawn was breaking.

Ishimura was later convicted of murder, sentenced, and executed. The reason was that the train attendant who fell from the train wasn't wearing underwear, and the buttons on her white shirt were torn off, yet underwear was found in the women's restroom. The staff break room was littered with the train attendant's white shirt buttons, indicating a struggle, and Ishimura's semen was found in the trash can. Most importantly, there was toilet paper residue in the train attendant's mouth, bruises on her face, and Ishimura's semen in her anus.

[The End]

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