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Chikan

Summary:

Taking a rare break from her work Sirius takes a train down to a nearby town - only to encounter a peculiar stranger on the train. One who takes advantage of her shame kink.

Notes:

Can't recall the last time I wrote a traditional chikan lewd, if at all.

Turned out shorter than anticipated, though hope you all enjoy all the same~

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It wasn't often that Sirius had time-off from her duties as a maid.

Naturally that was in part thanks to her own desire to keep working. Maybe it was just a part of her being but she took pride in her work both as a maid and as an attendant to Queen Elizabeth, and as such she rarely abandoned her post, even on her days off. For once though the fatigue that came with running multiple sorties alongside her maid duties had finally taken its toll.

Thus, with her Queen's permission, she took a couple days off. It felt weird to do, almost like she was doing something wrong, but Sirius told herself off and reminded her it was just because she was breaking routine – any anxiety she felt quashed under a firm, stubborn will. With that will in her heart she packed her suitcase and left, red eyes bright with the desire to see some more of the country she so loyally served.

Fhooooom~!

That was how the maid found herself at the nearest train station to the base. The loud whistle of a departing train rung in her ears pleasantly, the harsh tone oddly comforting in a way she couldn't immediately name. The station platform was stone and brick, the grey tones at stark odds with the surrounding greenery – a steep bank on the other end of the tracks and green fields all around the station. Train lines cut through the lush hues but never in a distracting may, but rather in a pleasantly rural manner.

Sirius stood in the shade of one of the pillars, the air refreshingly cool against her skin as she waited. She'd forgone changing into something more casual if only because her maid outfit was comfortable by default, though right now she was starting to regret that – it drew a lot of stares, particularly from the men at the station. Granted she knew that her outfit was a bit more on the revealing side but she didn't expect so much attention... even though part of her did admittedly like it. The embarrassment fuelled her masochist side indirectly.

'I wonder what the Commander thinks of me...' The maid pondered – a light blush colouring her cheeks as she thought of the man, and his long gazes.

So distracted by her thoughts she almost didn't notice the man coming up next to her. The movement drew her eyes and she glanced over at him – tall, dressed in jeans and a shirt, nothing about him really stood out to her beyond his tall stature. However when she dared glance up at him she noticed his gaze was on her, subtle side-eye peeking at not her face... but her cleavage. Which, from above, was amply present.

Sirius looked away and adjusted her grip on her suitcase, feigning looking at the clock on the wall before walking ahead towards the edge. A few other passengers did the same, lining up in loose queues – and within the minute the loud whistle of an incoming train drew the attention of all present, the remaining passengers hurrying into queues with the others, though the more and more people that joined them the more disorganised the queues became. Sirius didn't pay it much mind though, eyes on the train as the metal giant chugged to a stop in front of her, the doors soon hissing open.

Only to reveal a packed train within. Passengers old and young started departing, the loud clamour of conversation quickly filling the station air as some got off, but even then there was very limited space – maybe a body or two's worth. Briefly she contemplated checking the other doors to see if there was any more space then but dispelled such a notion, hefting her suitcase up instead and climbing aboard.

Within moments several more passengers got in behind her, pushing and nudging as politely as one could in the situation. An old lady slow to get off was let through and Sirius gladly took her place at the opposite door, her back to the crowd and her suitcase tucked between her knees and the doors. It wasn't especially pleasant, especially as several others squished in behind her before the doors finally closed, leaving the train compartment thoroughly packed.

'At least I have a window.' Sirius mused to herself, peering out past the oval windows as the train started to chug along, the countryside passing her by.

How long she stood there she didn't know – easily three minutes, maybe five, with her expected journey being about thirty minutes. The world trundled on by and some passengers shifted aimlessly behind her, the general murmur of conversation muting anything specific for her to pick out.

However when she felt a hand brush against the back of her thigh she couldn't help but stiffen in surprise. When nothing happened she assumed it was just a wandering hand and calmed down... only to then tense when that same hand brushed the back of her thigh again, fingertips grazing her flesh before trailing upwards. She stood there paralysed, not sure what to do in such a situation and sure that someone would notice and say something on her behalf.

But nobody did. And so the hand – large, masculine hand – reached further up her skirt until they slowly grabbed a handful of her ass, groping her right cheek slowly as if savouring the act. Sirius bit her bottom lip and just pretended not to notice, hoping the strange man would go away and leave without causing a scene. However he didn't; the hand kept groping her, kept feeling her up, and soon his fingertips traced a line along her clothed womanhood.

'Mn...' Sirius silently shivered at his touch. 'Should I do something...?'

However the embarrassment about causing a scene, about letting others know what was happening to her, stayed her hand. Something that emboldened the man to curl two fingers around her panties and tuck them to one side, exposing her nether lips – and Sirius very nearly gasped as he suddenly shoved two fingers inside of her. The shock of it passed and the sensation soon followed, threatening to make her moan as those thick digits explored her pussy, pumping in-and-out of her with vigour.

It felt good. Maybe it was her masochist side rearing its head but having the man's thick fingers stuff themselves into her pussy, in public, felt so lewd that she was getting turned on – the very idea bringing a shameful blush to her cheeks, aghast at the thought she was getting aroused from some stranger fingering her. Yet that frantic denial did little to stop the man from going knuckle-deep in her pussy, his fingers becoming wet with her juices as he pumped them into her.

Sirius tilted her head as subtly as she could, peeking around, but nobody was paying any attention – most even had their backs to her. The man behind her however...

It was the same man from the station. The tall one that peeked down her dress.

She didn't dare meet his eyes and just turned her gaze head, biting her lip as she felt him thrust his fingers into her faster, stirring up her pussy so much she could hear the quiet squelch of fluids, making her wince as she anticipated someone to say something. Yet no such claims came and the man behind her continued to jam his fingers into her, his other hand coming to rub her hip too now, sending shivers rushing through the masochistic maid.

Then suddenly he pulled his fingers out. The sudden absence startled her more than anything, her loins tingling from the brief but intense finger-fucking... and her heart dropped as she heard a zipper came down. A mere few seconds later she felt something thick and bulbous press against her pussy, rubbing along her slit slowly. A hand on her back pushed her forwards until her breasts were practically pressed against the glass, arching her back slightly, and Sirius was so frozen she couldn't react.

'Is he going to put it in...?' She wondered as she felt the tip rub along her slit, teasing her wet opening, but never going in.

Every time she thought he would it just slipped in a tiny bit; just the tip sinking in before he pulled back. His hot breath washed over her nape as he got more into it, his hips moving faster and pumping his tip between her petals, her wetness easing him in but his cock never going in all the way. It almost frustrated her, how he was using her body like a toy but wasn't even giving her the dignity to actually stick in his cock in, her lips pursing as she fought between two sides. One that wanted to stomp on his foot and call him out for being a pervert, and one that wanted to stay quiet and see where this went. The fact that drawing attention to the fact would mean admitting he'd been doing this long enough to get her wet also helped keep her quiet.

The tip pulled back then, rubbing along her slit several times before the tip inched back – and then suddenly his cock was inside her. It took every ounce of willpower Sirius had to not cry out, her eyes bulging in silent shock as the man's cock buried itself between her petals and parted her insides, filling her so suddenly her legs threatened to give out from the sudden penetration. A twinge of pain hit her groin but she was wet enough that the man's cock practically slid into her tight grip; a whimper threatening to spill past her lips as she felt him bury himself nearly all the way inside of her.

And then he started to thrust. Pulling out to the tip he slowly eased himself back into her tight tunnel, a shuddering breath escaping the man in question. Sirius let out a deep exhale of her own, her fingers curling into fists as the man pumped his dick into her more, filling her nether regions to the brim each time and leaving her cheeks blazing with shame.

''Mn... nn...'' Soft, embarrassed sounds slipped past her lips unbidden of her will.

Yet nobody noticed, still. The chugging of the train engine and murmur of conversations seemed to dilute them enough that nobody batted an eye her way, oblivious to how she was bent over and fucked with increasing eagerness – the nameless pervert's cock pumping in faster now. His jeans bumped against her ass but the cloth in the way muffled any such sounds that could give their act away, her eyes screwing shut at the thought.

Until they snapped open wide once more as both of his hands went around and grabbed her chest. His big palms groped her tits through her dress and pressed the fabric flush against her skin, sinking his fingers into her chest as he mercilessly pounded her from behind, his twitching tip kissing her cervix at the same time. His pace rapidly picked up speed and he clapped her ass hard and fast, the sound dangerously loud and the movement enough to draw some eyes, but any who saw quickly looked away – leaving Sirius to her fate.

''Mn! Hn! Nn!'' The maid gasped against the glass window as the man pushed her against it – feeling him throb inside of her. ''Please, d-don't finish inside...''

If he heard her the nameless pervert made no indication – instead he just yanked the front of her dress down and let her breasts jiggle free, clad only in a strapless white bra. A bra that was soon pushed down, her tits scooped out of the cups and allowing the man to ravenously fondle them, groping and hefting them about relentlessly as he fucked her raw, nothing to shield her tender inner walls from his cock-

-and then with a sudden intake of breath he slammed inside – and Sirius's heart dropped as molten-hot ropes spurted inside of her. He was cumming inside of her. She could feel the sticky hot ropes splatter across her insides, pumping inside her like a broken faucet and with his cock-head kissing her cervix, delivering untold amounts of virile semen into her womb. She put up a brief, subtle struggle, pushing back against him but the man's hold was unrelenting; groin flush against her ass as he made sure he got her pregnant.

Then he pulled out and her knees almost gave out, a staggered grunt fleeing Sirius's lips. She wanted to speak but her lungs burned for air, necessitating she gasp some in, not daring to meet the eyes of those that looked her way – stray, wayward glances peeking at her before they ignored her once more, either unaware that the guy had come onto her or uncaring of it. She wasn't sure what she preferred.

Any such thoughts were purged from her mind though as the man grabbed her hips and spun her around to face him – and then kissed her.

Sirius's mind shut down momentarily, shock overtaking any rational thought as the complete stranger kissed her, his lips forcefully shoved against her own. The reason why though became more apparent as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up slightly, leaving her on her tiptoes as he got between her legs, his cock pushing up against her womanhood-

-and a strangled groan escaped her as he put his dick back inside of her, thrusting it up viciously. His fingers gripped the back of her thighs and his lips remained firmly against her own, pushing her up against the closed doors as he roughly shoved his cock up into her, his tip pushing against her cervix and making her toes curl in her shoes, a quiet whimper escaping Sirius. Yet despite her situation she didn't even try to fight back, the nauseating mixture of masochistic pleasure and public humiliation rendering her little more than a sex doll for the pervert.

Something said pervert gladly took advantage of, his palms sliding up to her ass and groping it roughly; fingers sinking into her doughy flesh and kneading it harshly, enough that Sirius moaned with discomfort. The sound drew some eyes but she pretended not to notice, her eyes tightly screwed shut as her pussy was pounded in front of easily a dozen strangers, her nether regions sore as the pervert eagerly slammed up into her, thumping against her depths.

'All these people are looking at me... I wonder if they plan on joining in...?' Sirius thought dimly, releasing a quiet moan as the man hurriedly reached up and groped her right tit; squishing her breast between his fingers. 'Will they violate me too? Or will they simply return home and masturbate to the thought of this pervert ruining me...?'

Just imagining what the Commander thought of her being defiled on the train, what her queen thought, brought a whole new level of shame to her gut – and with it, arousal. They would look upon her with disgust she was sure, hate her and scorn her for not only failing to resist, but for enjoying it. That, more than anything, was the ice-pick to her brain – that she was actively getting off of the cock that slammed between her petals, ruining her for any other man and tenderising her depths with every pounding thrust, the air in her lungs sparse as he kissed her so ravenously, denying her the privilege of being able to simply breathe.

A fresh shudder spasmed through her loins as she felt him lift her up a little more, both hands on her ass as he pounded her tender pussy hard – panting like a real beast as he fucked her hole, jamming his dick into her pussy like that was the only thing he was born to do. His lips found hers nary a moment later, taking her breath away and leaving Sirius groaning into it, her pussy tingling as his shaft kept scraping between her clenching walls.

'No, I might... I might...!'

Their flesh smacked together from the force of his thrusts, his guttural breaths mixing with her quick, shallow ones. She kept her eyes closed so she didn't have to look at him but she could feel the gazes of the others on her as she was pounded, her loins tightening around the man's throbbing cock, her end rapidly approaching despite her desperate attempts to hold on-

-and then he growled against her lips as he busted inside of her once more. The sensation of his hot cum flooding her insides was too much for Sirius to handle, her orgasm rushing through her in a single, mind-frazzling moment and purging it of all thought, able to feel nothing but the hands on her ass and the cum pouring into her womb, pump after pump of his cock delivering even more baby-batter into her cradle, assuring she'd bear his children.

How long the moment lasted Sirius wasn't sure, only that at some point the man released her and pulled out, allowing Sirius to slide down the door and end up on the floor in a panting heap. She stared into space for a long minute, dimly aware of the cum leaking from her sex and pooling on the carpet between her legs... before, slowly, she raised her head and met the eyes of the pervert in front of her.

And the dick in her face.

''Suck it.'' He ordered, giddy.

Sirius could only mumble a feeble 'no', not resisting as he grabbed her hair and pulled her onto his cock nonetheless, the sounds of her sloppy blowjob filling the compartment – nobody stopping the man for reasons beyond her.

And by the time the train reached its stop twenty minutes later, Sirius would be a flushed, messy heap on a floor, stumbling out of the train after the other passengers had all disembarked.

Her next destination the bathroom, lest people start questioning why she was dribbling white fluid wherever she walked.

[END]