I knew that car was a mistake. I instead of arriving home discreetly, I would have to travel on an underground train. I had only just made it to the station and my feet were killing me. I never had been good at walking in heels I was relieved I had not seen any trouble but I spoke too soon.
Just as the carriage door started to close a man blocked its intent and a horde of excitable men flooded the carriage. The doors closed and it became apparent they were a rugby team. Unsure of the best thing to do, I just tried to avoid eye contact. I thought to myself maybe they wouldn't notice. I was dressed a top (that was a dress that was too short to be a dress but was okay as a top), over a bra.and, a long skirt over tights and black panties. This was topped off by a wig.

They were excited and very excitable. I watched as two filled up a pressure bottle with sunflower oil, but turned away when one caught me watching. I looked away but a moment later, I felt the spray hit my feet and shoes.
"Sorry," a voice
"Your feet must be aching after walking in those shoes," a man in front of me said, "We often have a rub down after the game."
"We can show you?" another said. Without delay a pair of hands grasped each ankle. Their firm finger guided my legs apart as my skirt rode up. They took my shoes off and a squirt of oil hit my crotch and even before I realised what was happening hands reached down the back of my top and unclasped my bra. Hands pressing down on my shoulders and other hands tickled stroked and massaged my feet. My bra was removed and a big burly prop was dancing in my shoes. His footwork leagues above my barely able to walk in them. The toes of my tights were ripped on one foot then the other before a mouth latched on to each foot and devoured them. Mouths latched on to each of my nipples and sucked and nibbled.
My hands were placed in the crotch of the two men sitting either of me. Each one had a hand inside the waistband of my skirt and front one back. Their hand probed and explored teasing my hole and feeling my hardening arousal. Two holes were torn one front and one back of my panties and my hard cock poked through the knickers but was still trapped by tights. My arms were raised above my head and then put together fastening them to a strap hanging from the ceiling. Small holes made in my skirt and the nozzle of the oil spray is poked through and my nylon clad legs and cock etc are drenched in the slippery oil. My skirt is ripped from the hem almost to the waistband making a ragged side-split and then repeated on the other side Hands reach inside the sides-splits and caress my slippery legs. A hole is ripped in the ass of my skirt and a hard throbbing erection rubs against me. It stroked the tights with its rigidity. My skirt is now ripped in the front, centre from the hem almost to the top. Hands tear at my tights and rip holes in them. My cock swings free and I shiver as nails are lightly dragged across my back. I could feel hands all over and then the fingers grasps my balls and the head of my cock is manipulated into something The head is trapped and they start the vibrations that buzz through my cock in a repeated pattern. The weight pulls against the head accentuating the tease want to come but it is not quite enough. It started to warm. It continued to swing kept me so horny. Custard rained down over me and as it covered me soaking my clothes and gliding over my skin. I begged for more vibrations and the pulse doubled in speed and oh god I exploded with pleasure possibly my biggest ever load but I could not relax the vibrations continued and my heaven was becoming a heavenly hell.
"Oh no, please no more," I begged my hands still fastened I twitched for seconds that seemed much longer before finally the vibrations stopped and I relaxed.