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On the last day of the meetings, Ava decides to wear more relaxed business attire. Although it’s a skirt and jacket, she wore a lightweight cotton blouse, no pantyhose, and places a pair of tennis shoes in her bag. Ava intends to change from her high heels to the tennis shoes and go sightseeing despite the time the last meeting ends.
As luck will have it, the last meeting ends in late afternoon. Ava said her good-byes, exchanged business cards, and hurries to the train. It’s Friday afternoon and the beginning of rush hour. Ava is shocked by the sheer numbers of people waiting for the train. She had to wait until the third train before she could barely get on board. There’s no seats and she’s pushed to about midway on the train. She reaches with one hand and grabs the bar above her head for balance as the train lunges forward. Ava finds herself sandwiched between a horde of Brits all eager to get home for the weekend, however, at each stop more people crowd onto the train.
Ava’s feels extra claustrophobic when somebody behind her, presses their body against her back. If not for the fact people are in front of her, Ava would’ve fallen. She starts to turn to chastise the stranger, when Ava feels their hot breath on her ear.
“Don’t move, Slut,” a male voices orders in a Geordie accent. “Look to your right.”
Ava turns her eyes, she can feel the butterflies of fear building in her stomach, and she sees a large hand just at her right hip. In the hand, she can see about two inches of a blade sparkle in the light. She immediately stiffens as the man behind her pushes his hips into her backside. Ava can feel something hard pushing against her buttocks. Although she hadn’t had sex for a while, she knows an erect penis when she feels one.
“Don’t move, don’t say a word, or I’ll gut you, right here,” the voice whispers harshly in her ear. She can feel the man’s lips brushing against her ear as he spoke and she knows no one else can hear him but her.
“Please, just take my purse,” she whispers back at the stranger.
“A Yank, eh?” Ava hears his soft, cold laughter. “I don’t want your purse, slut.”
Ava ran several choices through her mind. She cut her eyes around the train. Ava’s stomach churned as she realized the crowd is oblivious of her plight. She thought she might scream for help, but the glint of metal from the knife is still visible. She also finds it difficult to think with the hardness of her assailant’s cock pressing against her. She ties to shift her weight to at least escape the pressure.
“Move again, and your intestines will by lying on the floor,” the man whispers, responding to her attempt to move. “Spread your legs.”
He punctuates his command by bringing the hand with the knife to Ava’s waist and pressing the point into the side of her abdomen.
Ava’s fear increases and she immediately moves her feet apart. As the train rocks along, she feels the man’s fingers on the inside of her thigh working toward her pussy. She moves her right leg to close them. The fingers stop and she immediately feels the point in her side again. She glances to where the man holds the knife and saw blood on her blouse, her blood. Ava decides this man will surely kill her, and bit her lower lip to stop herself screaming.
The fingers starts again, and Ava feels her skirt rising. She tries to keep her breathing slow as she feels him lightly stroking the curve of her buttocks, where it connects to her thigh. The fingers creep higher, and Ava feels a thumb insert into the waistband of her panties. She winces as the point of the knife stabs her while her assailant slowly pulls her panties down.
Her eyes dart around hoping somebody will see what’s happening to her, as her panties become bunched around her knees. A brown shoe suddenly steps on her panties between her knees, easily pushing them to the floor of the train. His shoe remains on the panties as if symbolizing her defeat.
“Step out of them,” the man said simply.
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