Until the last moment

The combined sensations of the butt plug and bullet vibrator are going to make you cum. There's no doubt about it. The question is, how long can you hold it off for?

You have no idea how long it is until the next stop, but you know that it'll be bad if you orgasm before then. You were directly warned as such.

So, you fight it and fight it for as long as you possibly can... Which becomes even more difficult when some awful molester nerd behind you starts fondling your buttocks!

Not again! Not now!

Yes again. Yes now. And despite your rational brain telling you how awful this is, the increased level of personal violation only serves to turn you on even more, and begin to push you over the edge...

Cumming! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum!

Your body begins spasming rather strongly as the most powerful orgasm of your life washes over you. It's genuinely the most intense, most shameful, most incredible sensation you've ever experienced.

Woaaaah!

You didn't even know orgasms could feel this good. Your pussy pulses out little jets of some kind of vaginal fluid as you lose all sense of reason. It almost feels like you're about to black out. You can feel yourself falling into the chest of the chubby nerd behind you, no strength left in your muscles to pull away from him even slightly. You're like a limp sex doll leaning on him, waiting to be used and abused however he sees fit. His hands start to run over your entire body - your thighs, your hips, your breasts... Oh god, what's he going to do with you?!

You place one hand on the train door to your left to steady yourself, which works for a moment... But then, to your surprise, the door disappears, and you find yourself falling sideways, clattering noisily to the ground.

Wait... Noisily?

You lie there, dazed, as the noise of a station platform fills your ears. A man is helping you to your feet. He's wearing a train station uniform, and he's asking you if you're okay.

"Damn. I was so close." A man nasally grumbles from nearby.

Still disoriented, you are escorted, limping, away from the train.

A few minutes later, you are sitting on a platform bench, no train in sight, with a complimentary cup of coffee in your hand. Your senses have begun to return, and you are able to reassure the platform staff that you just had a dizzy spell and are now perfectly fine.

"Um, actually, is there a toilet here I could use?" You ask.

Thankfully, there is. You hobble over to it and, once inside, quickly set about removing these awful toys from your holes (the egg vibrator is still buzzing away)!

Haha, yes bitch, that's it, keep the toy inside you. It's a gift from me to you. I bet you'll want to enjoy it all the way home.

The man who put the vibrating egg inside you... His thoughts are still echoing around in your head.

Keep the toy inside you. I bet you'll want to enjoy it all the way home.

Keep the toy inside you. All the way home.
Keep the toy inside you. All the way home.
Keep the toy inside you. All the way home.

Your body refuses to remove either the vibrator, OR the butt plug, and you get the feeling that it will only permit you to do so once you return to your home.

"FUCK!"