Busted on the Subway

On a Thursday evening in June, after a long day of work at a marketing agency, 35-year-old Kim Hyun-min drearily pushed himself into a packed subway car headed from Seoul, South Korea, to his home in Suwon. Rush hour in a city of 25 million people meant public transportation was typically standing room only. A weary mass of humanity from all walks of life pressed up against each other, just trying to make it home so they could finally relax, drink some soju, and get ready to do it all again the next day.

Hyun-min was used to crowded subways, being packed like a sardine against old men and young men, usually office workers just like him, but on this particular day, he happened to be pressed up against the wall of the car on one side and a young, attractive woman who he thought couldn't have been more than 20 years old on the other side. In his eyes, she was perfect. She was a few inches shorter than him, had C-cup boobs (which was unusually large for a Korean), and her round butt was pressed firmly against his crotch due to the crush of the crowd. This girl had also left the top two buttons of her shirt undone, giving him a perfect over-the-shoulder view of her cleavage all the way down to her bra.

Hyun-min tried to look away and think of something, anything else, but her small, perfect body pressed against his genitals and her boobs on full display had put him in an impossible situation. He felt his dick getting harder by the second and he knew she had to be feeling it against her butt. He only hoped her reaction wouldn't be so bad. Maybe she'd like it. Maybe she wanted someone's manhood to involuntarily recognize her beauty. As his penis became fully erect and continued to throb, he finally gave in to temptation and began intently staring down the young woman's shirt, hoping she wouldn't notice.

Choi Min-ji, the 19-year-old student at Korea Nazarene University in Cheonan who Hyun-min had been admiring, did not, in fact, want anyone's manhood pressed up against her butt. She regretted taking the night classes that forced her to travel from her home in Seoul to a city 40 miles away during rush hour, when every gross, sweaty man she came across would be pressed up against her, lusting over her body, staring down a shirt that she'd unbuttoned just to keep cool in the hot, overcrowded subway. Day in and day out, she'd felt penises of all shapes and sizes get hard against her body. Sometimes, the man was attractive and his arousal was appreciated. Most of the time, he wasn't and his arousal disgusted her.

Min-ji glanced over her shoulder to see what this latest creeper looked like. He was clearly older and not the least bit attractive to her. Hyun-min, still staring at her cleavage, saw her head move and quickly looked away, but it was too late. She saw exactly where his eyes had been looking and felt his average-sized dick throbbing against the small of her back. She was tired of it all and decided to teach this pervert a painful lesson.

Hyun-min suddenly felt a hand stroking the head of his dick. Shocked, he looked down to see that the young woman in front of him had reached back with her right hand to fondle him while moving her left hand to the zipper of his business slacks. Min-ji made eye contact with him over her shoulder and sweetly whispered "Joh-a-yo?" ("Do you like this?" in Korean.)

"Y-yes," Hyun-min stammered, still in shock that a young woman would be so forward with him, especially in public.

"Good," Min-ji continued in the same seductive tone. "You're a dirty pervert and I'm going to punish you."

This confused Hyun-min at first, but he soon felt the zipper of his pants being pulled down and both of the young woman's hands reaching into his boxers to grab one testicle each. Realizing her intent, he tried to pull her hands away, but with her firm grip on both of his balls, he didn't want to risk pain. He simply held onto her wrists and hoped for the best.

"This is going to hurt. A lot," Min-ji whispered almost cheerily. "If you make a sound, I'm going to drag you by your balls to the nearest police station and tell them about you pressing your boner against my ass. I'll even tell them you started dry-humping me. Nod if you understand."

Knowing this girl had him by the balls both literally and figuratively, Hyun-min nodded and braced himself for the pain he knew was coming. He felt his boner slowly start to retreat in anticipation of the impending torture. However, instead of hurting him, Min-ji began massaging his balls. He felt his boner start to come back and felt more aroused than ever.

"The next station is Guro. The doors are on your left."

The subway PA announced the upcoming stop in Korean and English as the train slowly came to a stop. The doors opened, a few people moved out of the car, while more moved in, leaving everyone still in the car just as tightly packed against each other as they were before.

Min-ji's testicular massage continued as the train began to pick up speed to the next station.

"This is some excellent torture," Hyun-min thought. "If she's trying to hurt me, I wonder what pleasure would feel liiiiii--"

Min-ji suddenly squeezed both balls, twisted them, and pulled down as hard as she could. Remembering her threat to drag him by his nuts to the police, Hyun-min opened his mouth in an O-shape, but barely any sound came out. Min-ji looked over shoulder and smiled as she noted the nearly silent agony on her creeper's face.

"Not a fucking sound!" she reminded him sweetly.

Hyun-min began to notice other men in the car staring at the tortured expression on his face. He tried to play it off by coughing, then returning his face to as normal of a pose as possible, while staring back at the other men. Becoming self-conscious themselves, they looked away and resumed their thousand-yard stares.

He wanted to scream. He wanted to drop down to the floor to escape his punishment. At the very least, he wanted to grab this young woman's perfect boobs. He felt it was only fair, since she had her hands on his most intimate body part. The threat of public humiliation and legal problems prevented him from doing any of that.

"The next station is Gasan Digital Complex. The doors are on your right."

More people out. More people in. No one noticed the young woman with her hands behind her back and the man behind her who looked like he was desperately trying to keep his mouth shut.

"The next station is Doksan. The doors are on your right."

"The next station is Geumcheon-gu Office. The doors are on your left."

The train passed station after station with Min-ji maintaining the same vice grip on Hyun-min's balls. He felt like he was going to pass out. He wanted to pass out. But he couldn't because 1) he still had a perfect view of the young woman's boobs and 2) he feared what she would say about him to bystanders if he were unconscious.

As they neared the Suwon station, Min-ji felt her hands start to cramp. She briefly loosened her grip, but still maintained a firm hold on Hyun-min's balls. Once she felt him release the tension in his torso and heard him catch his breath, she made an O-shaped ring around the base of his ballsack with the thumb and pointer finger of her left hand, wrapped her remaining three fingers around his balls, and continued with her squeezing, twisting, and pulling. This freed her right hand to check her phone and answer messages from her friends. The renewed tightening of Hyun-min's torso and his comical attempts at silence let her know her new grip was having the intended effect.

"The next station is Suwon. The doors are on your left."

"This is my stop," Hyun-min squeekily whispered. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Please let me go."

"No, I can't let you go yet," Min-ji smiled and whispered back. "I know you love staring at my boobs, so I'm going to let you keep staring all the way to Cheonan." She briefly loosened her grip, clamped down hard again, then quietly chuckled while Hyun-min suppressed another scream.

As the train moved further away from Seoul, the car gradually became less crowded. This forced Min-ji to gradually drag Hyun-min along the wall of the car towards the space that separated it from the car behind. Although people began to notice her still pressed up against him with one hand behind her back when it was no longer necessary, they assumed that they were a romantic couple getting close to each other. Hyun-min's obvious attempts to hide the excruciating pain he was in was chalked up to abdominal gas pains.

Shortly after reaching Dujeong, the last stop before Cheonan, Min-ji quietly dragged him to the space between cars, briefly loosened her grip, then reapplied it as she faced him.

"We're alone. You can make noise now," she smugly told her victim.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Hyun-min screamed in falsetto while still hunched over Min-ji's shoulder.

"Was it really that bad?" She laughed, then finally let go of his balls. Hyun-min let out another gasp, grabbed himself, and sank to his knees.

"You're not done yet, pervert!" Min-ji kicked him hard in the back of head, forcing Hyun-min to move his hands away from his groin to stop himself from faceplanting into the metal floor as he fell into a prone position. She then grabbed his ankles, lifted his legs, and spread them apart, one foot on each of her hips.

"Are you going to put your nasty dick on women in the subway again???" she screamed and launched her ankle between his legs.

"HNNNNNGGGGHHH!!! NO!!!" Hyun-min screamed, still sounding like Mickey Mouse.

"Are you sure???" She kicked him full-force in the balls again. He'd placed one hand on his groin after the previous kick, but it wasn't enough to shield him completely. The result was both his balls and his fingers were in severe pain.

"YES!!!"

"Good!" She gave him one final kick, then slammed his feet to the ground. Hyun-min immediately curled into the fetal position, clutching his crushed testicles with both hands. Min-ji began giggling out loud at his crippling trauma. She stuck her tongue out, bent over, placed her hands over her crotch, and mockingly swayed her hips from side to side for a few seconds.

"The next stop is Cheonan. The doors are on your right."

"I have to go now. If I ever catch you doing this again, I'll cut them off." She sarcastically bowed, still giggling, and re-entered the train car, then got off the train, leaving Hyun-min writhing in agony in the space between cars.

After 4 more stops, he was finally able to struggle to his feet and hobble over to the opposite train to go back to Suwon. He was still in too much pain to care about all the strange looks he got from other passengers in the station. This assault by a woman nearly young enough to be his daughter had caused him the worst pain he'd ever felt, two bruised testicles, and a two-hour delay in getting home. From now on, Kim Hyun-min would face away from any woman pressed against him on the train!