When Lena boarded the metro that night, she had no idea what was in store for her. She sat down in an empty corner of the train car, unaware that a man was watching her from the shadows. As the train began to move, the man
approached her slowly and then pressed himself against her back. He began to run his hands up and down her arms, leaving her feeling both uncomfortable and excited at the same time.
The man’s fingers slid underneath her skirt, grabbing hold of her thighs as he forced her to sit on his lap. Lena struggled against him, but it was no use. He pressed himself tighter against her back, trapping her in place with
his body.
As the train jostled and bumped along its route, the man’s fingers slid further up and down her legs, eventually reaching into her panties. Lena felt a sudden rush of heat spread across her body as his fingers brushed against
her most intimate parts. She knew she shouldn’t have enjoyed it so much, but there was something about being violated in this way that excited her more than anything else had before.
The man’s touch became more forceful and demanding, as he pressed himself tighter against Lena’s back. His fingers slid further into her panties, exploring every inch of her body until finally he reached her most sensitive
spot. He began to rub his finger back and forth across her clitoris, causing a rush of pleasure to course through her entire being.
Lena could feel the blood rushing to her head as the man continued to rub against her more forcefully. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong for her to resist. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his
fingers penetrated deep into her body, causing a wave of intense pleasure to overtake her entire being.
As the train pulled into the station and came to a stop, Lena was left breathless and shaken by her experience. She tried to get up and leave, but she was still too weak from the emotional and physical exertion she had just
endured. The man didn’t try to stop her as she made her way back home, feeling both relieved and ashamed at what had just happened to her.
As she showered that night, Lena couldn’t help but think about how much she had enjoyed the rape. She felt a strange sense of power and excitement as she remembered every detail of her experience. And for the first time in
years, she felt like she was finally truly alive.