Train Molester (part 3)

This is the third part of the story, so if you haven't read the other two, I recommend reading those first.

After walking for a little while the man stopped in front of the restroom (the one for disabled people) and then looked me in the eye. That was the first time that I got a good look at his face, even though I averted my gaze shortly after. The man looked to be around 50 years old by my estimation. Before I could ask him what he wanted with me he opened the door to the restroom and pulled me in with him. Surprised at his actions I could only mutter "Hey wait", whilst offering minimal resistance. He was much stronger than a small girl like me anyway.

Once I was in with him, he locked the door and looked straight at me again. I must have looked like a frightened kitten then, since part of me was scared at what he was going to do. The other part which was still feeling good from being m****ted earlier was looking forward to it. Deep inside, I knew what was going to happen, but I did nothing to stop it.

Again, the man repeated what he had said to me earlier on the train. "Quite the dirty little slut aren't you?" he asked. Of course I denied it, but he continued mockingly by saying that I let a old man that I didn't know m****t me for 3 days and even let him take me into the restroom with me. The man continued further, saying that a slut like me wearing such a short skirt is just looking to get rap*d. He then asked me rhetorically "It's true isn't it, that a slut like you is looking to be rap*d?"

I could mutter out a quiet "no", whilst my body just stood frozen. I'm not sure if the man even heard me, as it seemed like he wasn't planning on waiting for a reply. He immediately forced himself on me. He unbuttoned my shirt leaving it open and pulled down my panties, smiling as he saw my smooth vagina. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock which I could see for the first time. It wasn't extremely big, but it was bigger than what I've experienced before. It might have been around 7 inches, it was hard to say. Before I could get a good look he turned me around and I could feel his hard cocked as it rubbed on the outside of my vagina.

He then thrust inside me, one hand on my hip, the other restraining my left arm behind me. My right arm was busy trying to support myself as he fucked me roughly against the wall. This was the first time I had sex without a condom. All I could do was take his fucking while trying to stifle my moans so that no one could hear, but it was futile. The man had clearly heard my moans even though it wasn't particularly loud, and once more he degraded me with his words. Calling me a filthy slut and so on.

I'm not sure how long it continued, but after some time he told me that he was going to cum inside of me, at which point was the first time that I started resisting seriously, which seemed to make him even hornier. Of course all the resistance I put up was useless. He had already restrained one of my arms and the difference in strength between the two of us was too much for me to overcome. It was then that I felt his cock expand as he thrust deep one last time before releasing his hot cum inside of me.

The man released me and I sunk to my knees at the thought of him cumming inside of me, but he wasn't done yet. He grabbed me by my hair and began fucking my throat. I gagged several times before his cum spilled into my mouth and his cock still in my mouth forcing me to swallow his cum. Afterwards, I just sat there as he wiped the remaining cum off his cock on my clothes. It was about then that he took out his phone and took pictures of me in that state, while he said to me. "If you want a morning after pill, you'll meet me at the same time tomorrow. I have a present for you tomorrow".

After saying what he had to, the man left the restroom. I quickly lock the door and spend the next hour trying to reorganize myself and my thoughts. I felt distraught and yet I still felt good from being rap*d. It was the first time that I was treated so roughly. It wasn't that I was never called a slut, but it was rare and usually people would put me on a pedestal and call me things like gorgeous, pretty, princess, beautiful etc, so being repeatedly being called degrading things was a first for me.

I'll continue again in the next part. I'll also be reading and replying to any questions posted here (but I will answer them in my next post). If you enjoyed reading please vote "That's Juicy!". Until next time :)