Irene on the Pervert Train

On the perverted train, Yilin thought,
"Finally finished recording, I can go home now." Yilin put down the microphone and walked towards the changing room with a sigh of relief. Just
as she reached the door and was about to open it, she felt a sudden sharp pain in her buttocks, and she
collapsed limply. The man behind her immediately rushed forward to support her.
"Sister Yilin, what's wrong?" the man asked anxiously.
Yilin was surprised; she felt perfectly normal, yet she couldn't utter a single word. She tried to struggle to get up
, but couldn't even move a finger. Yilin slowly closed her eyes; she had lost even the strength to open them
. She was completely numb, seemingly unable to do anything, and collapsed into the man's arms like a ball of cotton
.
"Oh no, get her to the hospital quickly. Xiao Wang, go downstairs and open the car; I'll carry Sister Yilin down right now!"
Yilin heard the man say anxiously. Then, another sharp pain shot through her buttocks, as if something like a needle
had been pulled out. Then, the man seemed to pick her up and run towards the elevator.
A moment later, Yilin felt herself get into a car. The man holding her made her sit upright in the back seat. It was
strange; she felt completely weak, unable even to speak or open her eyes.
The car started moving, and the man sat beside Yilin. When the car left the TV station, Yilin sensed something was
wrong. The man's voice was unfamiliar, and his hands were now wandering. One of his hands began
to caress Yilin's thigh.
"Guanxi, let's get down to business. We're going to work while we're groping each other," the driver, Xiao Wang, urged.
Yilin was still wondering what their "work" meant when she suddenly felt the man beside her bend down and take off her white high heels. Then, the man reached inside her sapphire blue mini-skirt, pulling down
her flesh-colored pantyhose, followed by her white high-waisted boxer shorts. Eileen tried to scream for help in terror, but couldn't even utter a groan. Her sapphire blue mini-skirt was pulled down, and her white bra was immediately removed. Eileen felt a chill; she was naked. Was this man going to assault her? Eileen thought anxiously, but she couldn't open her eyes and see what the man was doing. To Eileen's surprise, the man didn't violate her naked body. Eileen felt a pair of underwear, a sexy thong, being pulled into her labia, then up her thighs, and finally to her waist. The man then put underwear on her, a brand new, high-quality silk pair. Eileen knew by touch that it was high-end. Then, a pair of pantyhose was put on her feet. Eileen could tell again that these weren't the ones she had worn before; these were high-quality velvet pantyhose. Slowly, the man gently put the pantyhose on Eileen. After dressing her, the man carefully smoothed out all the wrinkles on Yilin's legs, ensuring the stockings covered her long, slender legs without any wrinkles. Then, Yilin felt herself being dressed in a shirt, followed by a suit-style skirt and a pair of sheer gloves. Finally, the man even tied a tie for her. When a pair of brand-new high heels were slipped onto her stockinged feet, Yilin felt the man seemed to have finished . She heard heavy breathing, as if the man was trying to sniff something. After a while, a piece of fabric was brought close to her nose, and Yilin couldn't help but frown. The fabric smelled of a woman's genitals, a smell that Yilin found somewhat familiar. It was her own underwear. Just as Yilin realized this, she felt the man pry open her mouth. The underwear was slowly stuffed into her mouth. Yilin felt nauseous, but her tongue couldn't even move ; she could only let herself open her mouth and swallow the entire pair of underwear. After the underwear was completely stuffed in, the man didn't stop. Yilin felt a wad of silk fabric slowly entering her mouth; the taste and feel were somewhat familiar. Could it be the pantyhose she had just taken off her legs? Yilin couldn't struggle. When the pantyhose was also stuffed into her mouth, she couldn't close it. Her cheeks bulged, her mouth stretched into a circle! The gag reached all the way to the back of her throat. Yilin felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry , but her tear ducts were ineffective, leaving her sitting there numbly, like a lifeless doll. The man sealed Yilin's mouth with wide, flesh-colored tape, then carefully checked Dong Qing's clothes. After confirming that she was properly dressed, he covered her mouth and nose with a white towel. A strong medicinal smell rushed into her nostrils, and Yilin fainted… "Why is it shaking? Where am I standing?" Yilin didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but now she could finally open her eyes. The scene before her shocked Eileen! It resembled a subway car, still shaking violently. However, every window had turned into a mirror, obscuring the outside world. The interior lights made it as bright as day. Eileen tried to move, but found herself deprived of her freedom. Her hands were raised high, her wrists clad in black leather handcuffs connected by a single ring. This ring was linked to a thin chain, the other end of which was fixed to a horizontal metal pipe above the subway. Eileen's arms were bound, raised high, forcing her to stand upright even in high heels to avoid dangling. Although her feet weren't bound, they were also immobile, otherwise her body wouldn't touch the ground! "Ugh...ugh..." Eileen tried to speak, but found her mouth still stuffed with underwear and pantyhose . Wide, flesh-colored tape sealed her mouth, making it appear as if she had no mouth at all, even in the mirror. Looking in the mirror, Eileen finally saw her appearance. Her jet-black hair was carefully styled into a bun and secured with a black silk net, giving her an air of elegance and nobility, like that of a dignified young woman. She wore an olive-green military uniform skirt suit, a white long-sleeved shirt, snow-white silk gloves, a black tie, light-colored pantyhose, and black high heels. The man had actually dressed himself as a female officer . Irene, who had once longed to be a female soldier, had a special affection for military uniforms, but today's uniform seemed particularly tight.

The military uniform skirt hem was 20 centimeters above the knee, making it a mini-skirt. The skirt was also a tight-fitting, hip-hugging design
, making her buttocks appear even more sexy. Wearing such a sexy military uniform, Yilin felt completely at a loss and could only stand
there dumbfounded!
The subway doors opened, and a middle-aged man in a gray suit and frameless glasses walked in. His hair was
neatly parted in a three-seven split, giving him an intellectual look.
"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Yilin looked in the mirror and saw the man sit down behind her
. She immediately cried out, hoping he would untie her. But the man seemed not to hear her and continued
reading his newspaper.
After about five minutes, Yilin had already lost faith in this strange man. The middle-aged man stood up
. Like an ordinary passenger, he stood next to Yilin. Dong Qing turned her head to look,
but the man didn't react at all, standing there blankly.
This man is so strange? Just as Yilin was wondering, she suddenly felt a hand touch her shapely buttocks. Wearing
a butt-lifting panty and a tight skirt, Dong Qing's full and elastic buttocks were even more alluring. A woman being touched on the buttocks
naturally reacts. Yilin instinctively stretched out her left foot, stepping on the man's right foot with the heel of her high heel.
"Ah!" The man indeed clutched his foot and sat down to the side.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" After enduring the pain for a while, the man got up and immediately apologized
to Yilin. Yilin's eyes widened, and she kept making whimpering noises, hoping the man would rescue her,
but he ignored her. Then, Yilin noticed the man kneeling down.
Was he going to kneel before her? Yilin was surprised. But even more surprising was that the man grabbed Yilin
's left calf with his left hand and skillfully removed her high heel with his right. Before Yilin could resist, her right high
heel was also removed. Without her high heel, Yilin had to stand on tiptoe. Only then did Yilin realize that the man's
kneeling wasn't to apologize, but to remove her only weapon for self-pleasure—
her high heels!
Now, forced to stand on tiptoe with her small feet clad in light-colored pantyhose, Yilin saw the lewd
look in the man's eyes behind her and inwardly groaned.
"Miss Yilin is really not gentle. I have no choice but to take off your high heels. It's so hot in the carriage, let me
help you cool off!" Ignoring Yilin's protests, the man unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse and shirt.
Without a bra, Yilin's two full breasts immediately sprang out. With Yilin's rapid breathing,
the cool, white flesh of her breasts bounced up and down. Fear, shame, and a hint of pleasure caused her nipples to stand
erect!
The man squatted down again, his fingers reaching for the soles of Yilin's feet, which were exposed as she stood on tiptoe, and gently tickled them
. The man's seductive movements forced Yilin to twist and turn, trying to escape. Her feet paced back and forth, attempting
to flee. But the man's fingers were relentless. Already bound to her limit and only able to maintain her balance on tiptoe
, her feet thrashed about, feeling as if suspended in mid-air, only her wrists throbbing with pain.
The man continued tickling her soles, leaving Yilin helpless and unable to escape.
Finally, the man stopped playing with her feet. Exhausted, Yilin could only continue standing on tiptoe, afraid to
move an inch. The man lifted her left foot, encased in white pantyhose, and raised it backward, forcing her into a
one-legged stance. He squatted there, greedily licking Yilin's sexy toes, covered in white stockings, as if
savoring a delicacy. Although Yilin felt disgusted and nauseous, waves of tingling sensations spread from her toes throughout her body
, but she only dared to twist and struggle slightly, afraid of arousing the man
's interest and having him tickle her feet again.
The man's hand began to slowly move up her stockinged legs, and slowly, his right hand slipped
under Yilin's skirt. Yilin felt the man behind her stand up, his right hand reaching under her skirt and touching her crotch.
The stimulation caused her to involuntarily clench her legs. The friction of her stockinged legs against his palms and the backs of his hands brought the man
immense pleasure.
The man's left hand grasped and squeezed Yilin's breasts, while his right hand was not idle,
rubbing and wandering between Yilin's anus and vulva. Through the stockings and panties, the man's rough hands created a complex
and multifaceted pleasure, quickly spreading throughout Yilin's body. Physiologically, Yilin's vagina began to secrete vaginal
fluid.
Yilin blushed crimson, letting out embarrassed moans. Her tightly closed legs couldn't stop the
flow of her vaginal fluids. Out of self-defense, as she stood on tiptoe, she repeatedly
kicked the man behind her with her stockinged feet. But without high heels, the stockings on her feet felt
strangely pleasurable against his legs.
After what seemed like an eternity, the man withdrew his right hand from between Yilin's stockinged legs
. Yilin suddenly convulsed, a gush of thick vaginal fluid spurting from her vagina!
"Come on, look at our beautiful Yilin's slutty lower body, so much fluid flowing out, smell it first!" the man
said with a laugh, extending his hand towards Yilin. Even through the stockings and panties, the man's hand was covered in
a sticky liquid. Seeing the wetness of his palm, Yilin realized how much she had secreted,
soaking even her panties and stockings! She instinctively turned her head away, trying to escape, but the man grabbed her chin with his left hand and
reached over with his right, smearing her vaginal fluid under her nose. The pungent smell of her genital secretions made her so ashamed she
almost fainted.
"Ugh—" Yilin gasped. The man lifted her military uniform skirt. The hem of the skirt was
pulled up to her waist. Because the military uniform skirt she was wearing was made of elastic fabric and had a tight-fitting design,
it immediately cinched at her waist after being lifted up. Her lower body was exposed, and Yilin twisted her waist in shame, trying to
pull the skirt down, but all her attempts were in vain. There was a mirror opposite her, and Yilin saw her lower
body; under the white pantyhose, she was wearing a white thong. The pantyhose was actually made of stocking material
with white floral lace.
The semi-transparent design made her pubic hair and rosy labia vaguely visible. Now, due to the copious secretions,
the crotch of her panties and stockings were soaked, making her thick pubic hair and fleshy vulva even more clearly visible.
The man, from beginning to end, acted like an ordinary subway passenger, standing nonchalantly behind Yilin
, his face revealing only a mysterious sexual arousal. Yet his hands never ceased their assault on Yilin. Yilin believed
this man was definitely a lecherous pervert skilled at sexually harassing women on the subway, cursing him incessantly in her mind. However, with her
hands bound and her mouth stuffed with panties and stockings, she couldn't even curse him. She could only utter indistinct
whimpers, which to the man sounded more like a woman's moans of pleasure.
Yilin heard faint panting; the man was now pressed tightly against her back, his nose
close to her earlobe, greedily inhaling Yilin's scent. His hands, meanwhile, were
caressing Yilin's buttocks and genitals, encased in panties and stockings. Yilin tried to escape, but the man held her tightly.
Every time her buttocks left his bulging crotch, he would pull her genitals back down with both hands, her buttocks
immediately returning to his crotch. After a while, Yilin knew her struggles were futile, so she gave up
resisting. The man's hands continued to caress her genitals, and she let him take out his erect penis
and rub it against her buttocks through her pantyhose and underwear.
Yilin was relentlessly violated by this pervert on the train. She didn't know how much time had passed before she felt the man let
out a soft "Hah!" A thick liquid shot onto her buttocks, soon soaking her pantyhose and underwear
. Yilin knew the man had ejaculated!
"Ugh..." Yilin moaned softly, this was all she could do.
"No wonder you're a famous singer; even with your mouth gagged, you can still make such a beautiful sound. Now, let me
love you properly!"
Hearing the man say this, Yilin knew something was wrong, but she was powerless to resist and could only let the man pull
down her pantyhose and underwear. The man didn't take off Yilin's pantyhose; he just left the pantyhose and underwear tangled together
on Yilin's left calf, while the part of the pantyhose that she was wearing on her right leg hung in mid-air on Yilin's left calf,
swaying back and forth.
The man easily grabbed Yilin's thighs from behind, pulled her into his arms, spread her legs, and
exposed her vulva. At this moment, her vulva was still constantly flowing with vaginal fluid, dripping onto the floor. In the man's
arms, Yilin's legs were spread in an M shape and hung in mid-air, with pantyhose and white underwear hanging on her left leg, a section of the stocking still hanging in
mid-air, swaying back and forth with Yilin's trembling body.
After his first ejaculation, the man's penis became even more erect and thick. It seemed he had finished warming up, and he
inserted his penis into Yilin's vagina from behind.
"Ugh—" Yilin let out a humiliating scream as a thick penis plunged deep into her vagina,
almost suffocating her. Then, the man, no longer gentle, began a frenzied piston-like motion, his face contorted with rage
. Her body trembled violently in mid-air, thrust by the man's penis, and Yilin felt her breathing become difficult.
Yet, deep inside, she felt immense satisfaction; an unprecedented sexual pleasure coursed through her entire body.
After a brief period of pain, Yilin's body was immediately enveloped in sexual pleasure, and she began to make satisfied moaning
sounds. Yilin's consciousness began to blur; she knew clearly that in all her years of sexual life, she had never
experienced such pleasure, never felt so satisfied…
A warm current rushed into her uterus, followed by an indescribable comfort throughout her body. After an unknown amount of time, Yilin
finally snapped out of her daze. The man had ejaculated inside her! Without any protection, the semen remained inside her
; wouldn't she easily become pregnant?
Yilin screamed in panic, her body writhing uncontrollably, but the man seemed to prefer seeing Yilin's terrified
expression. Seeing Yilin's horrified face, the man smiled with satisfaction. But he didn't pull out his penis;
instead, he thrust it all the way in, ejaculating several more times deep inside Yilin's vagina. Only when his penis went limp and
began to contract did the man finally withdraw his penis with satisfaction.
Yilin stood on tiptoe, still shaken, as the man's milky, viscous semen began to gush from her vagina
, flowing down her thighs. The man looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then pulled up his pants,
ignoring Yilin's whimpering pleas, turned and opened the car door, leaving Yilin standing alone.
Another man quickly entered. Was it another pervert? Yilin thought in terror.
After the man entered, he opened his backpack. Yilin lowered her head and saw him take out tissues
, brand new briefs, and pantyhose. The man seemed busy and didn't have time to ravage Yilin; he immediately used
the tissues to wipe the semen and vaginal fluid from her legs and genitals. Then, he took out a tampon and inserted it
into Yilin's vagina to clean the semen and vaginal fluid inside. After cleaning, the man changed Yilin into a
pair of flesh-colored briefs, also high-waisted and hip-lifting, with lace details. Next,
he put a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose on Yilin's legs. After putting on the pantyhose, the man pulled down Yilin's skirt and straightened her military uniform top
, buttoning it up.
Seeing Yilin dressed neatly again, the man nodded in satisfaction. Ignoring Yilin's sobbing
and whimpering, the man wiped away her sweat and tears, then applied light makeup to her. Finally, he put her
black high heels back on.
After dressing her, the man turned on his walkie-talkie: "Xiao Wang, Yilin is dressed again
. Please welcome the next guest."
Hearing the man's voice, Yilin knew this was the man who had carried her to the car while she was unconscious.
When she struggled to turn her head, the man had already gathered up the white panties and white stockings he had removed from her legs
and left the car.
Yilin felt dizzy; she knew the next round of humiliation was about to begin.

(The End)

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