Okay fuck here we go. this is a long one. slightly drugged gangbang on a train. Public/free use, very consensual noncon, drugging, object insertion, piss, choking, facefucking, 2nd person pov, pov has a pussy, etc.
A Dom/owner puts their pet on the train home after a long day. It's late, pretty empty in the car, so no one will notice you squirming against the heavy metal butt plug he slipped into you before heading out. He says he gave you something else to help relax on the way - and he planned something a little special for you, too, but won't explain further. You find a seat, get comfortable, and start to doze before the train even leaves. It's warm and comfy, how could you not?
Some time later, you wake up on your back on one of the bench seats, shirt open and pants down, some stranger driving his fingers into your cunt while others look on and the train rattles away under you.
You groan and try to squirm away, but are held down by a firm pair of hands, the same ones holding your jaw steady while one of the small group that's gathered unzips his fly to pull out his cock. He shoves it into your mouth and straight to the back of your throat with a single thrust, making you choke and gag, and then pumps into you a few times before pulling out while you gasp and cough. You feel pleasantly hazy and confused, slowly realizing your tits have been tied tightly and your waist, and your arms are bound too, there's a belt around your throat, and everyone on this car is waiting around to get a piece of you.
Before you even realize, the fingers slide out of your cunt and someone else climbs onto the bench to slam right into you without a care. You yelp at the force, but feel strangely open and loose already - how long have they been touching you in your sleep? You feel that thick plug moving inside of you too, and the one fucking you tugs on it to feel you clench and whimper. You start to notice more foggy details; your nipples have a pair of clover clamps latched onto them connected by a chain, which someone occasionally yanks for a tease. Your clit is throbbing and sensitive, like someone rubbed sensitivity cream onto it at some point. Your bondage is a mix of rope and belts and zip ties, your poor breasts purple from the cinching - you must have been like this for a while before you finally woke up....
The first (first?) man finishes in you, filling you with cum and sliding out only to pick up a discarded beer. bottle and shove it into you to keep all that mess contained. You realize they ripped a hole in your panties to get to your cunt and ass, too. Another man unceremoniously slams his cock down your throat and you don't think much at all for a few long minutes while he chokes you with it, pounding good and hard as you struggle to get your bearings and some air. Between your legs, another pair of hands removes the bottle with a pop, lines up, and slams inside, making you buck and squirm as best you can with your incapacitated state. None of them seem phased and keep on fucking you like it's a competition. Once another load is blown inside of you, they slide out and shove the bottle back in, only to repeat the process. You can't even track how many cocks have been in you after a while, giving up on fighting them while your new focus becomes the ones ramming your gag reflex into submission.
After the fourth or fifth or maybe even sixth time someone mounts your face, they seem to deem your cunt full, leaving the bottle stuffed in deep as a sort of plug while they suddenly drag you off the bench completely, arranging you on your knees and elbows with your ass presented. You only even stay on your elbows because someone kneels in front of you, presents you with another cock, and gently-but-firmly shoves you down to suck it. You barely feel them remove the metal plug, but you feel when a thick head presses against your ass and then pushes in with no prep and a slather of lube, struggling and gagging and trying to squirm - unsuccessfully. It only takes a few slow strokes for then to build speed, fucking you in earnest with slamming thrusts that make your legs quiver and your pussy clench. It's so distracting you don't notice how the belt tightens up, until you really start to feel like you're struggling for air, and then it yanks you up off the cock you were choking on to give you a moment to breathe, gasping and drooling, overstimulated tears in your eyes.
For a while they all watch you like that, ass up, being pounded mercilessly, gasping and dizzy and blissed out despite being nearly stripped down and debauched in public. You barely notice when one person cums in your ass and is replaced by the next fresh cock, a complete mess pooling on the ground under you. Legs quivering, cunt pulsing the whole time; sometimes someone with a pair of black latex gloves takes advantage of your open mouth, shoving their fingers in deep, stroking at the back your throat until you gag, or stuffing as much as they can in until you can't breathe, watching you grow more and more pliant.
Finally, the last person pulls out of your ass, stretched and oozing cumload after cumload. Someone fingers the mess and it makes you shudder, hardly noticing when they spread you wide with their fingers and the strangers all gather around. The first hot stream of piss goes straight inside you, suddenly burning hot with groggy embarrassment and shame while someone unloads their bladder into your overstimulated little body. Most of it stays inside with the position you're in, but more come to add to the filthy mess, some spilling down your cunt and thighs and dripping to the floor. They do their best to keep from making too much of a mess of you...but you are in a rocky, moving train, after all.
Someone produces a plug - twice as big as the comfortable one your dom sent you out with. They lube it up, despite your hole being plenty wet, and stuff it in swiftly, popping it inside with some spillage and giving it a tug to make sure it's securely stuffed into our. It feels huge, and you don't know how you'll walk off the train like that, but you also can't even fathom moving right now, a shaking, drooling mess in the middle of the aisle. Someone helps you along, hoisting you up to your knees with a hand around the waist rope, and another hand gives your throat a squeeze when you're righted, another driving fingers into your mouth again. Someone else gives your belly a squeeze and you realize quite suddenly how full you are, whining around the fingers in your mouth.
You're sore, sopping wet, too groggy to be humiliated being full of a bunch of strangers cum and piss, holes clenching and throbbing even as someone gets you on your feet. They conceal all that bondage with a hoodie, and a pair of sweatpants appearing out of nowhere, and as the train slowly grinds to a halt all of a sudden, there"s a firm hand on either side of you holding you on your wobbly legs until they walk you out into the mostly vacant platform - right to your Dom, waiting to pick you up like you've just come home from a lovely trip, pretending you don't look freshly fucked raw and aren't squirming in groggy discomfort sitting in the passenger seat of the car home.
You doze off and wake up in the bath at home, bondage off and your Dom lovingly massaging the marks left behind, murmuring sweet nothings about your adventure while he slowly wiggles the bottle our of your aching cunt, then follows suit with the plug, making impressed comments about how much you took while he presses on your belly to watch the mess gush out of you. You"re aching and exhausted but sobering up, able to fully relax while he cleans you up, fills the bath and let's you soak, and hints at taking you on another little trip when your poor holes have recovered.
