I found that question strange for a moment, even though Artoria was becoming even more irresistible by offering herself in such an explicit way. She looked at me, waiting for an answer, anxious that I would allow it or perhaps afraid of my refusal.
But what I did was different, leaving her confused as my right hand moved up her skin again, reaching up to her beautiful face and caressing her cheek. Not a romantic caress, I lustfully stroked it, running my fingers over her lips and outlining them with my thumb, down to her chin and then up the side of her face to her blonde hair.
As soon as I touched the braid, the hair came loose, and a golden, shiny mane fell down the woman's back. A few strands of hair were left on her shoulders, the larger ones sliding down her plump breasts, covering the nipple that was no longer in my hand.
I ran my fingers along the cascade of strands that seemed made of pure gold, silky to the touch. I gripped them tightly, a whole handful of hair, causing Artoria's face to lean slightly.
Her face, still so red from the kiss, and the moans became even redder at my rather violent gesture. I took the opportunity to stand up a little on the bed, with one knee resting next to her legs and the other on the floor, standing closer to the woman.
Or rather, almost attached to her. My face looking at her from up there, my lips opening into a vulgar, angry smile, my eyes narrowing as I looked at her, and for a moment, I glimpsed a particular fear in that beautiful face my servant had.
My cock pulsed again inside my pants. Now it was practically resting between those huge tits. It was hard and so high up that it stretched the elastic band at the pants waist, making a small gap where it was visible still being attached to my underwear.
I groped harder her breast with one hand as the grip on her hair became stronger on the other.
"We've been intimate like this before." I spoke quietly in an angry voice, almost a growl.
Artoria had confusion and awe in her beautiful green eyes and initially nodded in agreement, even though my sentence sounded more like an affirmation than a question.
Lucky bastard! Whoever the previous owner of this body was, lucky enough to touch her before I did. For some reason, the thought of another with Artoria brought anger in me, a feeling of possession and betrayal.
This was the reason that made me act differently from the kindness with which I had treated her until then.
Well, he could be peaceful to who knows where he had gone. Now it would be my turn to take care of that woman and any other servants in his power.
Now all mine.
Artoria's voice brought me out of my reverie.
"Master was going to help me get stronger, but then the alarm rang, and we didn't continue..."
I was curious how far they had gone, but it didn't matter so much because in there, nothing would stop me from doing whatever I wanted with Ruler. My cock was throbbing with the desire to be inside her, and it wouldn't take another instant to abuse that woman.
Still gripping the golden threads, I pulled her back even further, tilting her face and body onto the bed, but now in a gentler manner. Her breasts swayed at the slightest movement, and now it was no different. They bounced when I laid her on the bed and got the attention they deserved from me.
My hand had already loosened its grip in the breast, throwing away from the sheets what she had brought to bandage a wound that didn't even exist. Throwing it all out and climbing onto the bed with the other knee, I unceremoniously bent down toward those great mounds of soft white skin.
I even let go of her hair, knowing that there would be no refusal on her part. She wanted it as much as I did.
Even though I wasn't exactly the one she wanted.
It didn't matter. Nothing else mattered when I grabbed one of Artoria nipples and sucked it hard enough to make her scream in pleasure.
I felt her body quiver in my mouth along with that innocent sound of someone receiving an unexpected treat, perhaps for the first time. And I wasn't satisfied to hear it only once, so I continued with the nipple in my mouth, pulling my head back to stretch her tit as far as I could until it came free from between my lips, drooling with my saliva and bouncing back into place.
That made Artoria let out a soft, whimpering moan and another little scream that accompanied the snap of my mouth after releasing her breast.
No, it was not enough.
I took my hands to her bunny clothes and did what she had asked permission to do moments before but in my own way. I ripped the fabric from her body with some haste and even some violence, going down her waist and legs, removing both the bodysuit and the blue stockings that covered her beautiful legs.
A few tugs were needed to get everything off. By the time I got to my feet, the heels had fallen to the floor, and the clothes met the same fate. A new look at Artoria saw her practically naked, except her pussy was still hidden by a tiny white panty.
A wide, lascivious smile opened on my lips as I turned back to her, covering her body with half of mine, bringing our faces together as my right hand had already invaded her panties. The lips of her pussy received my touch, and this time it was I who shuddered as I felt the delicate, moist skin of her intimacy.
"Aaah... Master."
Hearing her moan and call for me was incentive enough for me to pull my hand out of her panties, pull the underwear until the cloth burst and was thrown away, and come back with my fingers quickly, invading her pussy. Two at once, thrusting and shaking fast and hard.
"Enjoy your training." I whispered close to the beautiful female face.
Artoria's whole body shrank and trembled. Her moans were louder, and her hands now held me, one in my shirt and the other on my arm, digging her nails lightly. But she and no one would prevent me from stopping those frantic movements with my fingers in her pussy. Not when my hand began to smear itself all over her sweet flesh to make a wet noise each time my fingers slid into her.
The Ruler was writhing with pleasure, moaning and letting out little screams, but at no point asking me to stop. I saw her body begin to spasm, and not long afterward, her pussy contracted with my fingers inside, only to relax and cum on them.
From her mouth came a long, sly moan, and her perfect body trembled, her breasts swaying with all that shaking.
She looked stunning. Her flushed face rose to look at what had just happened, her blond hair sticking to her skin by the sweat starting to dampen her body, her voluminous tits rising and falling because of her faster breathing.
My smartphone vibrated again like crazy in my pants pocket, but this was no time to worry about it.
Now I would fuck Artoria.
Looking mischievously at her face and receiving a lustful smile from her, I withdrew my fingers from her dripping pussy, patted her wet intimacy, and stepped off her body, pulling at her waist with my hand soaked in her cum. My servant came without hesitation.
I could fuck her in an impersonal way, turn that round ass up and ride it until I fully satisfied the crazy throbbing that complained under my pants.
But I loved that woman. I loved her voluptuous body and her full curves. I loved passionately those huge, perky tits, which might have seemed impossible to exist but were now in front of me, brushing against my chest.
As I brought her onto my lap, with my arm around her waist, I lowered with my other hand the tissues that held my cock in place, making it pop out, hard, and with the glans glistening with its own lubrication.
I couldn't help but notice the size and thickness, both larger than mine in my previous life. But I don't have time to measure the size of my instrument now. All I knew was that it drew Artoria's immediate attention, so I didn't want to leave her in curiosity.
I used both hands on her body to bring her onto my lap, kneeling on the bed and her on top of me. Without delay, I guided her hips over mine and pulled her down brutally, making my cock widen that pussy in a single, violent stroke.