My life went crazy because of a pervert… I could have gone back, but I didn't… I was molested on the commuter train. Something touched my ass, mistake? No, it wasn't… This is a pervert. When actually harmed, you get so scared that your whole body stiffens and you can't even scream. They grope your ass over your skirt, and when they realize you can't resist, they trace your pussy over your panties with feather-light touches. Then their fingers invade your panties… making lewd sounds echo... Embarrassing... I don't want to be found out... No more of this... When I arrived at the station, the man silently left, but I couldn't get out of the afterglow. It should have been scary, it should have been humiliating, but that day's sexual pleasure wouldn't leave my head, and I couldn't focus on work. As soon as I got home, I thought about the morning's sex and shamelessly indulged in masturbation. That time Don't get on that train, you might be a victim of molestation again... Even though I knew better, I couldn't control my impulses. I think it's because I was expecting to be raped again... "You never learn, do you? Last time you were so scared you couldn't even scream." "I rode along because I wanted to be raped." There wasn't just one rapist... In the commuter train that had turned into a lawless zone with everyone around me in on it, there was molestation... I think adrenaline was pumping like crazy. This should be the end of it... I used to be a teacher, but now I'm being blackmailed with a video of the whole thing by my students. First on the train, then at school, I was made into a student's sex pet. The next day, when I got on that same car again, the pervert and the students had conspired to completely take over the car... 'You're a teacher, aren't you!' "What a fucked-up pervert you are" Yeah, that's right... I'm a pervert... I can't escape the unrealistic sexual pleasure. I'm sure I'll be on this train again tomorrow morning...
