It was a Monday & Mohit (my hubby) & I had gone to attend a wedding. I was dressed in a silver colored sari (Indian traditional dress for females) & a matching sleeveless blouse. My silky brown hair was tied up in French knot & only the narrow back of my low cut blouse covered my back. The front was also equally low cut but my pallu was covering my cleavage (at least at that time.).
At the wedding I had started to flirt with a couple of young studs & had let them come very close to me.
I was looking hot & sexy & they got carried away a bit.
They took me to a corner & one of them began caressing my bum while the other was stroking my breast when my hubby came searching for me.
The boys moved away quickly but my expressions were enough to tell my hubby what I had been up to.
Surprisingly, he didn't react as I expected him to.
He just grabbed my arm & dragged me away from there without a word.
It was around 5:00 in the evening when we left the venue.
Our car was parked in the parking lot but he took me towards the railway station.
"Mohit, where are we going? The car is...!" I started to ask but his angry look made me keep my mouth shut.
It was the peak of rush hour when we reached the railway station.
The crowd at the station was being doubled with every passing minute.
Mohit left me standing in the centre of the ticketing hall & went to buy tickets.
He was gone for almost 15 minutes & during that time I felt unseen hands brush my body & I was pushed & prodded by the jostling crowd.
"Come fast, don't just stand there like a whore!" scolded Mohit as he came towards me. I blushed as many heads turned when he said that.
Again he held my arm & we climbed up the pedestrian bridge. We waited in the centre of the bridge as he watched the trains coming & going.
Then without warning he pulled me by my arm & dragged me down the stairs.
A train was inching its way out of the station.
People hung onto the doors. Many turned & stared as my boobs heaved as Mohit pulledg me behind him. We ran as fast as my heels would permit me to without stumbling.
The train was picking up speed slowly as we were running alongside.
I saw the green stripes marking out the ladies compartment & said "Mohit, I will get into the ladies compartment you take the gents!" he looked at me in disdain & said "Rinku you bitch! If I let you go there you will get into a clinch with some lesbian or get off at the next station & slut around with some college kids again! No!! You bitch you are coming with me!"& he pointed towards the general men's compartment.
I was stunned!!
Men were crammed into the compartment; many were hanging out of the doors. Some were clinging to the rods of the windows.
"Mohit! Do you know what they will do to me?" I asked. He turned towards me & said "you like to get close to men don't you? You like them touching your bums & boobs, don't you? I think you will enjoy it?"
Suddenly he pushed me towards a group of men hanging in a door of the train.
"Isko andhar le lo... please!" (Take her inside... please) he shouted at them.
Two of them gleefully reached out & pulled me in. I was passed along inside the throng of men.
As I was passed inside, men started to turn around to face me. I could feel their bodies touch my body. The smell of their sweat was overpowering.
I kept looking back to see if Mohit was there behind me, but couldn't see him so I called out "Mohit! Kahan ho? (Mohit, where are you?)" Almost all the men surrounding me answered. "Jaaneman! Usko chod, main hoon na! (Darling! Forget him, I am here!).
I was shit scared & an uncontrollable panic was rising within me. I tried to push out from the crowd but my way was blocked by 2 tall men. I couldn't see where I was going.
"Please... let me go!" I pleaded with them.
They laughed & I felt hands crawl up my body. Some were groping around my bums; others were caressing my bare waist & flat tummy while most were crushing my breasts.
"Noo...oo!" I cried as the men got bolder & bolder. Someone pulled my pallu (The usually decorated end of a sari that hangs loose when worn) from my boobs & shoved his palm inside my blouse.
Another man was trying to pull out my tucked in sari & another hand was pushing inside towards my crotch. I was helpless.
It was so cramped I could barely move & both of my hands were busy trying to push away the faces that were leaning towards me, trying to kiss me.
As my hands were busy pushing away salivating lips, my body was being squeezed & probed.
"Kya maal hai!" "Randi saali!" (What a babe! Bloody Whore) I kept hearing such things as I yelped & moaned in agony.
Without warning a tall man in front of me reached forward & placed his huge hands on either side of my face.
I tugged at his hands & scratched at them but he was too strong & tough.
His right hand grabbed my tied up hair & his other hand moved over my cheek & his fingers dug through my hair & into my scalp.
My face was held in his vice like grip & I watched his grinning lips come towards my lips.
"UMMmmfff!" I groaned as his slimy mouth engulfed my lips. His teeth bit into my soft lips & his tongue probed deep inside my mouth.
I recoiled in shame & tears ran down my face. He continued kissing me all over my face while the rest of the men around me were squeezing whatever part of my body they could lay their hands on.
That's when I felt the train slow down. I realized we were close to a station.
I had to take this chance & get out before anything else happened.
I stopped hitting at the man smooching me & instead reciprocated by pushing my tongue inside his mouth.
I put my hands into his hair caressed his cheeks.
He froze for an instant & then our tongues met in a wet sloppy kiss.
"Arre, kutiya garam ho gayi!" (Hey, the bitch is hot!), someone shouted & the others cheered.
The train was slowing & the man kissing me was relaxing as I nibbled his lips & caressed his cheeks.
I felt many hands relax their tight grips on my boobs & bums as they watched my slutty performance.
The train was coming gently to a stop & many people were getting out.
Suddenly, with as much strength I could muster I pushed at the man kissing me, turned around & ran straight towards the door.
He was too surprised to react.
Someone shouted "Roko randi ko!" (Stop the whore), I ran as fast as I could & had almost reached the door when a large group of men rushed in pushing me back.
"Ohhh NOOoooo...!" I cried as I saw my escape route blocked.
Then a hand fell on my hair & I was jerked backwards into the arms of a man. As soon as I came within his reach, he clasped his palms on to my breasts & began kneading them.
I bit his hands & freed myself from his clutches & ran towards the door.
But the train was moving again as the men closed around me.
Suddenly a voice called out from behind "Saali kuttiya phir se bhag rahi hai! Pakdo usko aur kapade phad daalo uske! Nangi kaise bhagegi dekte hai?" (The bloody bitch is trying to run out again! Catch her & rip off herclothes! Let's see how she runs out naked?), all of them laughed & three or four pairs of hands coiled around my naked waist & dragged me back to the centre.
Immediately my blouse was grabbed from both sides & I heard the fabric rip.
I felt fingers being shoved inside the crack between my bums & get hold of my petticoat & panties.
I screamed "Nahi...iiii! Please jaane do mujhe! Main tumhare behen jaise hoon!" (No! please let me go! I am like your sister!") I was begging them to let me go.
Somebody said "tu behen to hum sab behenchod!" (if you are our sister then we all are sister fuckers!")
Their lust filled eyes bored into my body & their eager hands pressed onto my body.
I heard my blouse tear & screamed "Stop it! Stop! Mere kapde mat phado!" (Don't tear my clothes!).
Somebody grabbed my hair & led me further inside the compartment. I was pushed to the farthest corner of the compartment.
Now the door was impossible to reach.
Men were pushing & shoving to get a better view & everyone was trying to come further ahead in the crowd which was forming to fuck me.
There were almost 500 men in that compartment & I knew that even if less than half of them raped me I would be almost dead.
Many of the men had their mobile phone cameras aimed at me as tears began flowing down my cheeks.
I had my back towards the barred window, the seats around me had emptied & the crowd of men was closing in.
I clasped one hand to my breasts trying to hold on to my flimsy blouse & bra. The other hand I placed on my crotch & tried to pull up my almost un-tucked & disheveled sari.
For a few minutes the men watched my feeble attempts to protect myself from their assault. Then a man directly opposite me sneered & asked "Ho gaya sajna savarna, randi?" (Are you done decking up, whore), I didn't even look up.
My knees were shaking & sweat poured from every pore of my body.
Suddenly a voice called out "Randi ka naam to puchho? Chodne me maja ayega!" (Ask the whore her name? It will be fun while we fuck her), laughter spread through the crowd.
"Bol kutti! Teri hi baat ho rahi hai. Tu akeli randi hai yahan!" (Speak up bitch! They are talking about you! You are the only whore here!), the man opposite me guffawed as he said it.
I didn't utter a word & looked down at my feet.
'Slaaaaap!' a hard slap almost pushed me down onto the seat.
I looked around at the crowd of men hoping someone would step in to help me. But I was on my own.
The man who had slapped me leaned forward & grabbed the shoulder straps of my blouse & pulled me to my feet.
As soon as I was on my feet he pulled the blouse straps down my shoulders.
I flung my head backwards & screamed "Nahiiiii! No..Noo please don't do it!"
More than half of my sweating boobs & my bra were exposed to the men.
"Tera naam puchha tha, randi?" (we asked you your name, whore) he grimaced.
"Rinku!" I said with helplessness.
"Rinku"..."RInku" my name was repeated around the compartment.
"Hmmm! Rinku! Naam bhi kuttiya jaisa hai!" (Sounds just like a bitch's name), said the man who was still holding my blouse.
"Arre! Kitna pasina aa raha hai Rinku ko!" (Hey, how much you are sweating, Rinku) he said mockingly & squeezed my naked shoulders.
Oohs & Aaahs were heard as he touched my bare skin.
He squeezed my naked flesh till I closed my eyes in shame.
As soon as I closed my eyes he grabbed my bra straps. In one motion he pulled down my bra & blouse revealing my firm boobs & dark brown nipples.
"No...no! I screamed in vain.
