Hear me out now okay because I have been fantasying about this all day

Imagine a woman goes to work everyday, taking the metro. She has a routine. She catches the same train everyday. Stands in the same compartment everyday. Similar to many of the people in the compartment themselves. Several of them notice her. She’s pretty shy. Seems innocent. But she doesn’t seem to ever be wearing a bra. Her tits jiggle on the train, her nipples always poke through and this catches peoples eyes.

Now imagine, one day she boards the train, wearing a relatively short skirt and a few of the men finally decide to test her limits. They pass by her and grope her ass, fully cupping and squeezing as they crowd around her. They hear her helpless gasp. Watch her bite her lip and lower her gaze to the floor. The men decide to have some fun with her. They pass her amongst their little group, grabbing her tits, her ass, some cup her mound and feel her wetness press into their palms through her thin panties. They pinch her nipples, pat her face and call her a good girl. She takes it all so well. Blushing. Nodding. Gasping and trying to stifle her little moans. Acutely aware that others in the compartment have started looking over. The men notice her stop is approaching. They let her grab her bag, but just before she leaves, one of them tells her to wear a shorter skirt tomorrow and forget her panties at home.

She shivers at the thought and walks away.

And yet. She shows up the next morning, waiting for the exact same train, at the exact same compartment. She’s wearing a miniskirt, you can see the bottom of her soft ass peeking through and you can see she has a look of nervous anticipation.

She boards the train and goes and stands by the pole. The same men from yesterday approach her, wasting no time. A few more seem to have joined infact.

“Let’s make a proper slut of you today”, one says. They flip her skirt up. Exposing her bare ass. She made sure to leave without panties on like a good girl. The men point out the wet little trail running down her leg. They laugh about how eager she seems to have been for her morning train ride. They tell her to bend over, and push back against the pole, making sure it parts her ass. She does as she’s told, still wearing her top but having discarded her skirt on the floor. She feels so embarrassed and ashamed, she feels the heat sear her face but a fluttering pulse in her pussy makes her keep obeying these men.

They tell her to rub her self on the pole that way. Grinding her sensitive little asshole, directly against the cool metal and spreading her drooly wetness all over the pole. She begins to squat halfway against the pole and rise back up. Making a needy, whining sound as she was doing it. The men laugh at her, taking pictures. Pointing out how she was putting on such a slutty show for most of the compartment that was now watching her. Taking pictures of her. Calling out praise and humiliating comments, all adding to the dripping pool she was creating. They leave her there to grind by herself for a few stations. Watching her tits sway in the sheer top she was wearing. Appreciatively rubbing the cocks over their pants at the desperate whore in front of them. Then they tell her to put her skirt back on and behave normally for the rest of the ride. The woman is so confused. So needy. This is exactly how the want her. They watch as she goes off to work, leaking down her leg.

The next day she’s determined to be touched. She gets on the train and looks at the men with begging, pleading eyes. They laugh and pat her cheek. She was very good yesterday. And today they’d definitely play with her. They tell her to strip completely naked today. She immediately does so. They tell her to bend over and hold her ass apart for them. They walk around to behind her and she feels a cool finger swiping up and down her ass crack. Swirling at her wet cunny. Collecting her wetness and wiping it on her asshole. She feels another finger push in, slowly. She bucks against it and feels another hand slap her ass. They tell her to hold completely still. She feels the probing finger return, just as another hand reaches over and tickles her clit. She gasps out loud. “You like that huh? Pretty little slut likes her needy clitty being played with. Needy whore wants her ass to be stuffed doesn’t she?” They jeer at her. She feels elated. She rides the train like that, that morning. Feeling fingers inside her ass. Her pussy. Her mouth. Wiping her wetness on her nipples. Pinching her swollen clit. Slapping her puffy cunny lips. Stroking her tongue and laughing at her when she gags. They make her put on her dress when her station arrives as usual. Helping her adjust it to look like a whore. As she leaves they tell her to look forward to tomorrow. They tell her she is doing such a good job. Accepting her true nature. They tell her what an excellent dripping slit she is and nothing more. And she walks away thrilled. Feeling her cunny lips slip and slide against each other, feeling her asshole tingle at the thought of what they’ll do to her tomorrow.