Lights out

Mid step the train suddenly lurched and her sock clad feet didn't stand a chance. Landing hard on her ass as She cursed, rushing to stand She quickly pulled off her socks (not that they covered anything anyway), and rose to her feet just as the door swung shut. Feeling her way through the darkness She felt her outstretched hand meet the metal wall. Her fingers probed it, searching for a switch but finding nothing, cursing again She traced the wall to her right and her hand found the next best thing, the handle to the next room. Turning the knob She she stepped into the storage car which was lit very dimly by a single light in the back, obscured by a large luggage bag. Rebecca strained her eyes, searching the shadows for the cause of her strife, but there was nothing. Slowly she crept through the room, staying far away from any devious bolts or innocent looking bags that may wish to entrap her. All remained still though as She approached the door however, so She slowly reached for the handle only to find the one thing out of place. It wasn't metal, the handle had some sort of texture like a cloth wrapped around it. A cold breeze drifted across her shoulders and she realized her polo was gone. Frustration fueled by anger and fear flared for but a moment before the implication of this discovery dawned, the loop had not broken... The distraction had lasted only a few seconds but it was enough. Lightning fast a cold smooth metal traced up Rebecca's leg and She felt her panties fall free, She was thrust up against the door as a hand grabbed her ass, moving quickly it moved between her legs and traced small circles over her labia before removing itself. The hand grabbed her arm as She began kicking violently and **** it down on to the handle turning it and causing her to fall into the next car... The sun was back... The rattle and sway had stopped... and She could hear voices.