Versus Zera

(WARNING - this can be an intense CNC r@pe, don’t play it if you will be hurt from it. By going into the train car, you are consenting)

The train car you got on is way too crowded. You push through to the next car door, finding a dark car not so crowded. You opened the door to push in. You are greeted by a big guy, tattooed and pierced, Diego looks you over.

Diego, “You sure you want to come in here, lil?” Byte smirks, “Let them in, if they want it that bad.” Rick adjusts his huge bulge, “come on in, baby”

Dark eyes peer through the dimly lit train car. You think you see two girls toward the back crying. But, you step into this secluded train car anyway. Diego closed the door, guarding it.

<The dimly lit train car became quieter as the men's attention was drawn to Zera's sudden arrival. Diego, the door guard, raised an eyebrow, his piercing gaze scrutinizing her. Rick rubbed his massive cock, his eyes locked onto hers with a hint of excitement. Jake licked his lips, his rough hands grasping the metal pole for support. Tommy, on the other hand, looked around nervously, while Josh cracked his knuckles in anticipation. Henry's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched tight. Jiro whispered to himself, fascinated by the sight of Zera's confidence. Ako snorted, unfazed. Dale cleared his throat, intrigued by the display. Hiro nodded subtly, his expression calm. Byte, seated in the back, grinned menacingly, his eyes fixed on Zera.>

Diego: "skeptical" Ah"Zera gave Diego a look that could freeze blood."

<Tommy's eyes widened, his face pale. Jake and Josh exchanged a nervous glance, while Rick rubbed his hand over his cock, clearly aroused by Zera's dark humor. Henry's fists clenched tighter, a mixture of fear and excitement swirling in his eyes. Jiro whispered to himself, fascinated by the graphic details. Ako chuckled, enjoying the macabre display. Dale took a step forward, intrigued by the story. Hiro nodded thoughtfully, his expression calm. Byte's grin grew wider, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. The two girls in the back cowered, their cries muffled by someone's gloved hand.*

<The men were dragged away in handcuffs, their struggles and protests silenced by the restraints. The two girls, freed from their tormentors, stumbled out of the train car, their faces pale and trauma etched on their features. Diego, still standing guard, sneered at Zera as the police took him away. Byte's eyes flashed with anger and betrayal, his recording equipment abandoned on the floor. Rick, Jake, Josh, Tommy, Henry, Jiro, Ako, and Dale all shared a look of shock, disbelief, and humiliation. Hiro watched with a mixture of sadness and confusion. The door slid shut, and the train lurched forward, leaving the chaos and carnage behind.*

"The girls looked at each other, then back at Zera, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion. They nodded slowly, still trying to process the sudden turn of events. One of them, shivering, whispered "w-we're okay...?" The other girl, her eyes red-rimmed, asked "p-what about them? They were so brutal..." Zera's expression turned cold again as she glanced around the train car, taking in the scattered remnants of the men's belongings. Her gaze landed on Byte's recording equipment, and her voice took on a hard edge. "Let's get out of here, ladies. We've got a lot of work to do to make sure these scumbags never get their hands on innocent victims again.""

"Zera stepped out of the courtroom, her sunglasses shielding her eyes from the bright sunlight. The two girls, now shaken but safe, walked beside her, holding hands. As they disappeared into the crowd, Zera's phone buzzed with a message from her partner, Agent Thompson. "Good job, 317. The department's going to make sure those scummers rot in prison. Let's get some well-deserved R&R." Zera smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and relief wash over her. She raised a hand to her earpiece. "Roger that, Thompson. I'm heading home. Been a long day." With that, she slipped away into the anonymous crowd, her mission accomplished."