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Together on the Train (Retsu & Nyarly)

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Nearly squeezing herself through, Yuki tried to get through the sea of bodies. In a way, she was used to it, as it was nearly always so full at the station, but it never really ceased to be annoying. She had to deal with it, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to get back home.

Yuki was a young girl, who just turned 16. She was also rather pretty with long straight black hair, green eyes and soft features. Her body was on the slender side, with sizable but not overly large breasts. While she was attractive, she didn't care all that much about her looks. Not that she was unkempt, but she didn't wear anything fancy, just a white T-shirt and blue jeans at the moment, or used make-up. The only exception was red nail polish, which she was rather fond of, but which clashed with her more casual appearance.

Pretty much every day she went to school, she boarded a rather empty train, since her station was an early one. But the way back home was a different matter. There were so many people that it was sometimes troubling to get into the train. On especially bad days, it even happened that it was too full to enter, forcing her and other passengers to wait for the next one.

Finally, she entered the train and moving through the crowd a bit more, she found a place to stand and held onto a nearby pole. Of course, there would be no free seat, but she didn't mind. That's one thing she also got used to by now, so she just stood there, waiting for the train to start driving.
 
Blake, under the alias Zen, watched as Yuki entered the train and found herself a place to stand. For three months, he has been stalking her under direct order of the chikan order. He learned much about her and her sedchule. He was excited that she only just turned sixteen because that meant that her body would be devopled quite nicely. He waited until the train started moving before pushing his way through the crowd to where she was standing. Unlucky for her, she was standing away from other people so he would have an easier time.

Once he was behind her, he made sure no one would see him before rubbing her arm "Scream, and I'll shut you up." he whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her slender body. He wasn't caring about what part of her body to touch first as one hand went to massage her nicely shaped breasts, and other traveled down her stomach to rub her pussy through her pants "You better hope this train ride goes quickly because I'm not going to stop until this train is at it's final stop."
 
Yuki didn't notice anything, as she stood there, looking out of the window. Only when she felt someone touching her arm, she noticed him. "Wha..." Yuki said, going silent when she heard his order. She didn't have any time wondering about that, as immediately after he said that, she felt arms holding her body. Yuki stiffened, as she grew afraid. Even more so when she felt one hand going for her breasts, massaging them through her shirt, and the other rubbing between her legs. She let out a small gasp at the touch, trying not to make too much noise.

A part of her mind tried to deny what happened, but there was no use. Admitting the truth to herself made her even more scared. But somebody was molesting her on the train.
 
Blake didn't want to reveal much about him, so he made sure to keep quiet while he groped her. All the while, he kept an eye out for anyone who might be looking at him or anyone who is going to see him. Her body was filled out so nicely, and he was glad that this train was her only way home because he would hate to lose such a sexy girl. He wondered if she often teased the boys at her school with her body, and that they would jump at a chance to do exactly what he was doing to her now.

While she may not be taking any pleasure from this herself, her body was clearly giving it away that it felt aroused. Her nipples were already beggning to harden under his palms and he took a moment from massaging her breasts to tweak her nipples through the fabric of her clothes. The hand between her legs didn't feel any wetness beginning to form, but he knew that wouldn't be long before that started to show. After tweaking her nipples for a while, his hand went back to massaging her breasts; however, his hand worked it's way up her shirt to rub her bra-clad breasts.
 
A part of her wanted to scream. But the man already warned her not to do that and she had no idea what he would do, if she didn't comply. Also, it would be too humiliating to be seen like this. So, she simply kept quiet, not even resisting the molester behind her.

Against her will, Yuki's body reacted to his touches. It didn't feel pleasant at all, in no way, but still her nipples hardened from his touch. He noticed that too and she felt him tweaking them through her T-shirt and bra. She gasped again, but tried to ignore the feeling, familiar but still strange, that he gave her.

But not only her nipples reacted to that. She felt a tingling feeling between her legs and knew that she was slowly getting wet. It was as if her own body taunted her, telling her to just give in. As if it's not enough that she didn't resist.

Her heart raced, even more when he moved his hands under her shirt and rubbed her breasts underneath. She could feel his touch more clearly, now only her bra is in the way.
 
"You have a nice body. I bet all the boys in your school are teased by your body." even though Blake wanted to keep quiet so she couldn't figure much about him. He figured that just teasing her about her body wasn't going to hinder him all that much. While Blake would also like to take things slow, he had no idea what her stop was. He could just hold her from getting off at her stop, but he would much rather avoid a double trial of molestation and kidnapping. So, he sped her process along by immediately letting his hand worm it's way to touch her breasts directly, and the hand on her pants slipped inside to rub her bare pussy. Blake was positive that she was still a virgin, and refrained from trying to finger her since he didn't want to break her hymen.

So, he settled her the next best thing. While rubbing her pussy, his thumb was on her clit and slowly rolling the small bud in circles.
 
Yuki had no idea whether he was right. If they were, than these boys never showed it. But if her "nice body" was the reason her choose her as victim, then she cursed it. Not that these thoughts made her situation any better. He got more forward, not content with fondling her body through her clothes. Soon, she felt him groping her breasts, while his other hand slipped under her jeans and panties, touching her pussy. She was noticeably wet by now, which made her feel even more embarrassed. The soft moans, that escaped her lips, as she felt his fingers rubbing along her sensitive slit, made it even worse. As much as she tried to resist this feeling, her body wouldn't listen to her.
 
Blake enjoyed hearing this sixteen year old teen moan under his touch. He was really beggining to enjoy her body, and wished that there was no other train to take her home because he would hate to lose her body. Maybe there was even a chance that she could start enjoy his touch. Then, not only could he freely touch her all he wanted when she boarded this train, but he could possibly have a little fun with her on the train that she took in the morning. He would be able to do a lot more then, but that would still require that she starts to like the treatment he is giving her body.

"You're getting wet," he moved closer to her ear and gave her earlobe a few nibbles of licks "I bet my touch feels real good on your virgin body."
 
"Ugh." Yuki felt disgusted when he licked her ear. But she was even more disgusted by the thing he said. Because her body agreed with him, as her stiff nipples and wet pussy showed. Even the moans were beyond her control. But her body betrayed her. There was no way she could enjoy such a thing. Maybe it was even because she was a virgin. Her body was simply reacting to the unfamiliar touches, that wouldn't have happened if she had actual sexual experiences. Beyond masturbating, at least. It sounded not very convincing, but it was good enough for her.

But her lack of experience at least had one effect. She felt that her climax wasn't very far away. She managed to get her voice a bit under control, so that her moans weren't louder, but she couldn't do anything against his touches which, unpleasant as they were, brought her closer to her limit.
 
An annoucement came over the intercom, and it was what Blake feared.

"We are coming up on on stop. Please don't forget your belongings and valuables on the train as he are not responible for what might happen to them."

He cursed the speed of the train as he pulled away from her body, and found his place back on the train Fuck, if she doesn't come back tomorrow then I will know for sure that she probably found another train. Oh well, its not like I can't find someone else for my next target. he felt the train screeching to a halt, and once again cursed the speed of trains as he watched her almost run from the train and back home.
 
As soon, as he pulled away from her, Yuki ran out of the train. She pushed through the crowd, not even apologizing. Actually, there were still two stops until the train arrived at the station near her home, but of course she didn't care about that. She only wanted to get away, no matter how long her way home would be.


Even late at night, Yuki had trouble even processing what happened hours before. Of course, she knew what he did, but still it felt so unreal, especially now that it was over. But it had been real, she felt his hands over her body, his tongue on her ear and she heard his voice. And she could still remember it clearly. That incident made her kind of afraid to go to school, and more importantly, back home, the next day. Then again, it was unlikely that she would run into him again. It was the first time something like that happened to her and she was taking this track since a long time already. He probably wouldn't be there again. Even if he was, he probably won't be on the same car as her again. And even if he was, he'll probably won't do it again. He'd probably search a different victim. Maybe it even was just a one-time thing for him. Yes, there was nothing to be afraid of.

At least, that's what she told herself. It wasn't like there was another train she could take.


So, she boarded the same train, just as crowded as always, the next day. Again, she wore a white T-shirt, but this time she also wore a long blue pleated skirt instead of pants. There was no special reason for that. She just felt like it. As she got into the car, she looked around, watching the passengers. She wasn't all that relieved when she didn't see the person, who may be her molester from the previous day. But she didn't get a very good look at him, so she wasn't even sure what to look for. But there wasn't much she had to be afraid of anyway.

Since there wasn't any free seat, as usual, she just grabbed a nearby pole, and stood there, looking out of the window. Strangely calm, all things considered, but not completely relaxed.
 
Well, well, well. Maybe she did enjoy my touch. Yuki wasn't going to get her wish of him not being on the train because he needed to know if she was going to come back or not. Blake was extremely glad that she chose a skirt over jeans because it meant that he had way better access to her coveted cleft. The only reason she didn't see him, was because he was just standing right outside of her peripheral vision. If she really looked hard enough, then she could easily tell that he was indeed on the train. Slowly, he made his way over to her making sure that he didn't make any movements that would alert her to his presence. Once he was right behind her, a smirk came to his lips as he pushed her over towards the door.

"Did you miss me?" immediately, his hands went for both her breasts and her pussy. He wasted no time in pleasuring both spots because today was the day he was going to make her cum before she got off the train "I think you did miss me. After all, I noticed that you wore this skirt instead of the pants. Figures, a virgin like you probably masturbated as soon as you got home because you wanted to cum so badly. Well don't worry, I'll make sure you cum hard."
 
Again her body went stiff. He was here after all. How could this be? Did he follow her?

Yuki wasn't as surprised as she thought she would be. Of course, that fear, that she wasn't safe, was always there. But she downplayed it, since she had no other choice. But strangely enough, even though she was afraid, she also wasn't as scared as she thought. Maybe it gets easier after one gets molested for the first time, she thought bitterly.

This time, he acted more quickly, going immediately for her breasts and pussy. For a moment, she regretted wearing a skirt this day, since it gave him better access. But it's not like wearing pants would have stopped him. It felt more unpleasant, that is even more unpleasant, this time, since he didn't wait for her body to get more "comfortable". Still, her nipples hardened quickly and she felt that she slowly got wet, when he began fondling here.
 
((I'm sure you remember that I said my posting will be sporadic, and I can safely say that is no longer a problem. My internet is fixed(for good) and I can now post as much as I like without worry. If I am not posting, then do not fret. Retsu has his muses at times and will often not respond to a Rp once his partner has posted because it just isn't feeling it; however, if this continues on for too long. Feel free to give Retsu a handy little poke as he may of forgotten(he has bad memory sometimes).))

Blake was going to also get a lot more ballsy than the day before as he now decided to expose her body to the outside world. Pushing her further against the glass, he rolled up her shirt so that her bra was the only thing protecting her nice full breasts being exposed to the world; however, he wasn't content with just this. Acting as though he didn't notice, his hand "accidentally" un-hooked her bra strap, but he quickly stopped her bra from falling away "Oh no, did I do that? I'm sorry, let me just hide your aroused little buds with my hands." he let the bra drop to the ground as his hands began tweaking, pulling, and flicking her hardened nipples and watching her reactions. At her skirt, he merely rolled it up and stuck his hand inside her panties to rub at her already moist area "I don't know why you keep denying that you like it. Why else would your body respond so nicely to my touches?" after saying that, a single finger was inserted inside her virgin cunt, and he thrusted it inside her. Trying to be careful not to break her hymen while doing so.
 
"Ah!" Yuki exclaimed briefly, as she got pushed against the glass. He was more faster and daring than the day before. He probably didn't want to be interrupted like that again. Soon, her breasts were only covered by her bra, which made her blush heavily. It was stupid, after all the situation she was in was much worse and shameful than just getting exposed, but she couldn't help it. After that, he uncovered her breasts fully, immediately playing with her nipples. He teased her with his voice and his hands and she felt that she slowly got wet between her legs. She tried not to think about that, and what it meant, but it was hard when her body reacted to his violations. Yuki couldn't suppress her soft moans, feeling him tweaking and pulling her hard and sensitive nipples. By now she was aware that it was pointless, her body wouldn't listen to her anyway, so she didn't really try.

Another short cry came out of her mouth, when Yuki felt his hand on her pussy. It was no less sensitive than her nipples and the wetness gave him good access. She tried to ignore the things he said, but she heard it clearly. She wanted to disagree, but how could she do that when even her body agreed with him? As she felt his finger entering her wet cave, her moans got louder. It was a strange feeling, certainly not pleasant at all, and she wanted to close her legs, grab his hand and pull it out. But she didn't dare to do it, she was too scared, so she just let him do, hoping that it would be over soon.
 
"And that is even further proof that you enjoy it. You wouldn't moan so loudly if you didn't enjoy my hands on your body, and I would be glad to give you more." Blake figured that he might as well give her pleasure on other parts of her body than just her breasts and pussy, so his lips went for her neck as he planted kisses all along it. If she enjoyed it, then she would most likely tilt her head to expose more of her neck to him, and it would also serve as further proof that she really did enjoy his touch Is girl is so stupid, I know this is probably nothing more than her body's natural reaction to being touched this way, but she wouldn't moan like this if she didn't enjoy it. Maybe I should make her aware of this fact.

A small smirk came to his face as he pulled away from her body, but was ready to stop her incase she tried dressing herself. He wanted to see if she would try to get his touch back and how long it would take until she tried.
 
She tried to block it out, not to listen to what he said. But she couldn't fully block it out. He was right, Yuki moaned quite a lot when she felt his touches. But she was sure that it was just her body reacting to it, just like her wetness. It's not that she wanted to moan like that. She resisted as much as she could, but her body wouldn't listen to her. She was sure of that. There was no way that she could genuinely enjoy getting violated like that.

Yuki sighed a bit, when she felt his lips on her neck, but didn't do much more than that. While she felt the urge to tilt her head and give him a better access, she resisted at least that much. Even if it wasn't much after all.

But then something unexpected happened. Her molester stopped touching her and pulled away. Of course, she wasn't so naive to think that this will be the end. She had no idea what the point of that was, but soon he would molest her again and he surely won't let her get away, if she tried to flee. Not knowing, when he will continue, scared her and her heart beat even faster than before. Even worse, her body still craved his touch and she even felt her juices running down her legs, as if her pussy tried to lure him. She felt disgusted at herself, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"F-Finish this..." Yuki said with a low voice. She wanted this to be over as soon as possible.
 
Blake felt a wicked smirk cross his lips as Yuki told him to finish it. While it did seem to have an angry tone to it. He knew that her body was craving his touch, and it made her say that just so it could have it. His hands were on her body once more, and they went right back to touching her in the way they previously were "I'm not stupid, I know that you may not think you want my touch, but listen to what you just said. My touch made your body force you to say that because it wanted what made it feel good," his mouth went towards her ear to nibble on her earlobe. Trying to make her see that his words are the truth "You can't deny your body for much longer. Sooner or later, you will find yourself to enjoy this, so why not start now?" he was sure that this still wouldn't convince her to enjoy his touch, but she would at least understand that what he said was true.
 
Yuki was glad when he began to touch her again. But at the same time, she scolded herself for that. Even if it's just because she wanted it to be over soon, it was still wrong to have any positive feelings about it. Her body was already reacting inappropriately, at least she should be better than that mentally.

When she felt him rubbing her pussy again, she moaned even louder then before. After the pause, the touch felt more intense and let her juices flow a bit more. Damn, she thought, that would make him just feel even more right. As if his claims, that she actually enjoyed it, weren't irritating enough already. Of course, he still continued like that, as if he thought that he could convince her. But that was impossible. After all, he was wrong. Her body just didn't obey her. There was no way she could enjoy getting molested like that. Her body and her mind were, at least in this moment, very much separated.

But for a short moment, a thought crossed her mind. That maybe, just maybe, her body wasn't reacting inappropriately. That her body and her mind were closer than she was willing to consider. Of course, she brushed it aside as nonsense, but she couldn't completely forget it either...
 
Blake didn't expect for her juices to start flowing just a little bit more. He thought that for a moment she was actually going to submit to him, but quickly brushed those thats aside. He doubted that Yuki was one of the few girls who were slutty enough to start enjoying themselves a day and a half into their training, but that wasn't going to stop him from at least trying to make her into that. Then that wretched voice came over the intercom.

We are approaching our stop. Please make sure you have all your belongings and have a nice day.

Like he had wanted to earlier, Blake wanted to make her cum before she got off the train, and he was going to damn well do just that. His hands sped up all their movements, and he did whatever he could that would speed up the process of her cumming.[/i]
 
The voice that announced the next stop startled her. In the heat of things, she forgot about it, even though it had meant her freedom just the day before. However, she already guessed that she won't be this lucky this time. He surely didn't like it that he was interrupted like that.

And just as Yuki thought, he moved his hands more quickly, fondling her breasts and thrusting into her wet pussy. The pause had a bigger effect than she thought and with the increased feeling, she felt her orgasm approaching quickly. Did her body crave his touch that much? She didn't even resist this feeling, since wanted it to be over soon, and soon she felt a strong wave going through her body. She had trouble holding her moans back as she came, but the fear of being heard gave her better control over her voice. Still, her moans were louder than before, making it obvious that she reached her climax, just as the juices that ran out of her pussy and over the hand of her molester did.
 
Hearing her louder moans gave him the hint that he was finally going to make her have an orgasm, and the juices that ran from her pussy and coated his hand let him know she had climaxed. Immediately, he pulled away from her body and left her still partly un-dressed; however, he whispered something into her ear just before he completely moved away "If you know whats good for you, you will wear a deep purple on your nails tomorrow," it wasn't so much that he wanted her to actually hear his request and do what he said, but more so that he wanted her subconscious mind to pick up on what he said to make her submit to him a little more. So if Yuki did indeed get on the train tomorrow with deep purple nail polish, Blake would know that he was actually starting to get to her.

The next day, Blake waited until Yuki would get on her evening train before boarding it just slightly before her, and making himself blend into the crowd. She already knew this wasn't going to be a one time thing, but he didn't want her to know his identity if she could ever see a glimpse of him in the glass door.
 
Yuki barely listened to him. She just waited for him to move away, then hastily got dressed again and stormed out of the train when the door opened. Again, at an earlier station and again, she couldn't care less about it. It was pretty much over, he got what he he wanted and what he didn't got the last time. But still he didn't seem to be completely satisfied. After all, he clearly wanted to see her again.


She was deep at thought this night, when she lay on her bed. Why did she do that? It was stupid to board that train again after what happened the last time. She was way too careless and she paid a horrible price for it. At least, that's what she thought at first. But in hindsight... It wasn't that bad. It had been a horrible experience for sure, but now, hours later, it didn't feel so bad. It was a thing, one would think of rather traumatizing. More most girls, it probably was. But on her, it barely had a lasting impact. She couldn't help but smile to herself. He was wrong. He may have managed to dominate her body for a short while, but he completely failed in breaking her...


The next day, she wore something different. The top was still white, but this time it was a tank-top, instead of a T-shirt. Also, the skirt she choose was shorter than the one she wore yesterday. There was no certain reason for it, at least she didn't consider one. She just felt like wearing something different. Also, she never wore that skirt, that a friend gave her. It would be a pity to never wear it, wouldn't it? Another thing that was different were her nails. Instead of the usual red, the polish that she wore this day was a deep purple. She occasionally wore a different color, for variety. Nothing really strange there.


But, after the school, Yuki was faced with the train she would have to take home. It's not that she forgot what would await her in there, but she tried not to actually think about it. Maybe this time, the molester wouldn't find her. After all, the train was always full, it would be hard to find someone in there. On the other hand, he was already lucky the day before. He could just as well be lucky again. But there was no use. She shouldn't let him get the satisfaction of triumphing over her. It's not possible to fight back, who knows what he would do, but still she couldn't admit defeat. With that thought, she forced herself to engrain in her mind, she stepped into the train, standing near the door.

Of course, she was still scared, how couldn't she be? But there was a certain excitement in her. Nearly as if she was looking... Yuki didn't finish that thought and scolded herself for going that way. There was no way that could be...
 
Just like the days before, Blake was waiting for Yuki to arrive and followed her into the train. All he had to do was get in the same door as her and position himself so that he could easily access her. After all, she never saw what he looked like, so there was no need for him to worry about that. Another little thing he also knew of. One of his friends, who happened to be Yuki's cousin, told him that she was getting off on the wrong stop lately and having to take another train home. This intrigued Blake because he could just easily hide her from the views of the people getting on the train, and only letting her go once she actually got to her stop I should thank Darren, he just screwed over his cousin big-time.

As he got into the train, and looked over towards his prey, he noticed something amazing. She may not be aware of it, but he was actually breaking her each day. Why else would she want to wear a tank-top, a shorter skirt, and the deep purple nail polish he requested? Blake actually was going to ask her about the nail polish, and tell her that he actually requested that she wear them. The train closed it's doors and soon began moving forward; a quick cracking of his fingers and he quickly went to work. Same routine, push up against wall, and starting touching her body; however, his fingers didin't move towards her private areas and merely rested on her stomach "Glad to see you enjoyed last night so much that you decided to come back a third time," his fingers started scratching her stomach lightly to give her just a bit of stimulation.

"Whats with the even smaller outfit today? Surely it wasn't that hot outside today that warrented wearing a tank-top and a shorter skirt. Was it because of that," Blake's head moved closer to her ear "Or are you actually wanting my touch?" he nibbled on her earlobe for a short while before moving away to point at her nails "Also, I don't know if you noticed, but didn't you think it odd that you had the urge to wear deep purple nail polish today? What if I told you that I actually requested for you to wear that color?"
 
Yuki wasn't even surprised anymore. How could she? She wasn't sure how he always found her in the crowded train, how he was always near when she entered it, but by now she expected this. However, now that it happened, she felt her earlier confidence sinking. After the two days, she thought it wouldn't be so bad anymore, but now she became more scared again. Still, she thought, that wasn't actually so bad either. Her still being scared by this meant that she wasn't submitting to him. Even when she didn't fight back, as long as it didn't turn into some twisted normalcy, she was still resisting. At least, she wanted to think that.

This got nothing to do with you!, Yuki thought when he commented on her clothing. She wanted to actually say it to him, but her fear didn't allow it her to talk back. Worst of all, he had a point. There was no reason to dress like that. Even when she just felt like that, it was stupid when she was aware of what would happen this day. Why did she even do that? And when he mentioned the nail polish, she didn't really listen. She didn't want to listen and she wasn't sure why. She had an idea, but she didn't allow herself to think about it more.

Yuki wanted to say something, that he was wrong, that she didn't enjoy it, that she was going to endure it without submitting to him. But in the end, she said nothing.
 
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