Mordred
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I waited for the new summon to appear as the light clears and the massive knight in armor is revealed. With horns coming off of its helm and a massive sword… it truly is a menace to behold. But more than that, the armor has a distinctly feminine shape to it that draws the my eye, even if one might think it wouldn't.
"Saber, Mordred has come."
That causes my jaw to drop. I'd done my research after all.
"Mordred? The Knight of Betrayal?"
Truly a powerhouse of a servant to be sure! This was an excellent summoning. I could already see how i could utilize this to my advan-
"… Is Father here?"
My thoughts are brought to a screeching halt as i eyes the armored figure strangely.
"… Your father, Artoria Pendragon?"
Mordred's helm creaks slightly as she inclines her head.
"Yes."
I frowns, my brow furrowing as i shakes my head in the negative.
"No, I haven't managed to summon her yet."
If anything, the armored figure radiates disappointment. Then, it feels like Mordred is eyeing me up and down, almost judging me even. A moment later she IS judging me when her next words fall from her lips.
"You're not much to look at, are you? "
Well, i was a little angry,i am her master so she should atleast show a little respect.But then, Mordred was called the Knight of Betrayal for a reason i supposed. Perhaps as a warrior, i was in fact worse .But still lets do this anyway.
Before she can say anything else, i holds up my hand.
"By the power of this Command Seal, I order you to expose yourself!"
There's a moment of silence as the seal disappears and the command takes hold. A moment later, Mordred grudgingly complies, allowing her armor to disperse but still leaving herself in clothes, albeit quite revealing ones. With her small tits covered by a strap and her battle skirt transformed into something rather skimpy, I'm able to see a lot more than one might think… but a lot less than I originally expected.
I was confused for a second. Why did the Command Seal fail? Then i realizes, it didn't. Instead, this is what Mordred considers 'exposing herself'. Without her armor, she's far more vulnerable to attack. Another glance over of her outfit and i decides that ultimately, I'm perfectly okay with this, especially since she's obviously not wearing any undergarments beneath her battle skirt.
Then, my eyes drift back up to hers and i realizes that my newest servant is ablaze with anger. She's bright red, glaring at me , and clutching at her sword. Hastily, I brings up my hand once more.
"By the power of this Command Seal I order you not to move!"
And just like that, Mordred is frozen in place. Her eyes go wide in outrage, but she can't attack me now… nor can she escape what i do next. Grinning salaciously, i takes advantage of the situation by sidling up behind her. MY hands slip under her clothes, one moving under her chest-wrap and the other goes past her battle skirt.
"What. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?"
Mordred's tone is flat, and she's clearly upset as I begins to play with her body. Chuckling into her ear from behind, i tweaks the short blonde's nipple, eliciting a gasp from her lips.
"I'm going to pleasure you my dear. As your Master, it's important that I make sure all of my Servants are properly stress free and loosened up. You're far, far too uptight."
The Knight of Betrayal growls low in her throat at that.
"I'll show you uptight, you damn, ah, bastard. Going to, mm, g-going to shove this sword u-up your d-damn, f-fuck… ass… I s-swear it."
I can't help but laugh a little as i continues to play with the beautiful blonde knight.
"You know, your threat would be more credible if you weren't beginning to moan."
It's exactly as i says too, the Knight of Betrayal is trying and failing to hold back wanton moans as i plays with her body. Sensing that she's about to say something in response, i takes my fingers at her quim, which until this point have been circling her pussy lips, and suddenly frigs her clit. I gets her right in the middle of her threat.
"I-I'll kill y-oh fuuuuuck~❤"
The wanton moan in the beautiful blonde's voice is unmistakable. Honestly, I'm a little surprised that Mordred is so sensitive. One wouldn't expect it, reading up on her. She's panting now, trying to threaten me some more but ultimately not managing much by broken gibberish and wanton moans. Her body squirms in my grasp, as much as her frozen status will allow her to do, and as i finally slides two fingers into her tight, wet, virgin pussy, Mordred cries out, her crotch humping against my advances.
"Oh? Someone's an eager little bitch, aren't they? Not so high and mighty now Mordred…"
The knight tries to respond with a growl, but it's broken in the middle by whine. The whine is followed shortly by a whimper as Mordred realizes what i have already figured out… she might feel one way in her head, but her body is reacting quite differently. She's being betrayed by her own sensitive cunt.
"I'm not… I don't… g-gaaaah!❤"
The orgasm suddenly arrives, and my grin becomes quite feral as Mordred's pussy clenches down on my fingers, gripping at me even as she shakes and spasms. Her climax is so intense that her legs collapse from under her and the still frozen Knight of Betrayal is sent sprawling onto the floor, unable to move, with her ass up in the air. I just looks at her for a long moment as she lays there whimpering needily.
Her fingers twitch and it's clear that she wants to get them to her cunt, that she wants to play with herself in the same way i been playing with her. Or at the very least, her subconscious wants to. Chuckling darkly, i steps forward and kneels down. My pants are easily undone and my cock is soon out and in my hand.
I strokes my rock-hard cock for a second, even as i reaches out and flips up the back of Mordred's skirt. As expected, the silly slut isn't wearing any panties. Honestly, even Ushiwakamaru was wearing underwear… even if that was basically ALL she was wearing. Was there something about heroic spirits that made them inherently slutty?
Eh, the fact that i'd forced Mordred to strip down to this level of indecency probably pointed to that being incorrect. Still, she had been going panty less beneath her armor, hadn't she? That was pretty perverse of her…
Heh, it didn't really matter in the end, did it? My grin intensifies as i focuses on the task at hand. My cockhead presses against Mordred's sopping wet pussy, drawing a moan from the beautiful blonde as she lays there helpless, face down and ass up. I rubs my member back and forth a few times, but doesn't ever penetrate the needy knight. Mordred whimpers in response and her pussy lips almost seem to try and grab at the tip of my cock as i slides back and forth, getting my member nice and lubed up.
Only once I'm glistening with her pussy juices did i decided to move on to the next stage of my plan. My hands come up and grab onto Mordred's ass. I spreads the blonde's butt cheeks apart and reveals her pussy and ass for me to see. Leaning in, i grunts as i forces just his cockhead into Mordred's back door.
"Y-You bastard!"
She yelps at the intrusion and curses at me , and it's obvious that if she could pull away in that moment, she would. She'd probably separate my head from my shoulders as well at this point. But Mordred is powerless before me , unable to do either of those things, though her sword is still clutched in one hand after all this time, the blade flat against the ground.
I grunts in response as i forces the first inch of my lubed-up prick into her backdoor. And then i goes for another, and another, and another. As Mordred squirms and yelps and squeals beneath me, i fills up her asshole with my cock, until eventually my nut sack is bouncing against her slit and I'm buried to the base of my member in her poor little behind.
Honestly, her small butt isn't even quite as wide as my hips. She has quite the petite frame, but her thighs are still fairly thick for her size. Reaching out, i grabs onto an ass cheek apiece, my hands nearly fitting around each as i squeezes down hard with my fingers. Gripping and kneading Mordred's little behind, I slowly pulls back, inch by inch, just like how i went in.
A relieved groan leaves the blonde knight's throat, but i only gets about halfway out before i thrusts into her poor little butthole once more. The groan is cut off by a yelp and a cry, and then I'm pounding into her, my cock thrusting in and out of her back door as she shrieks with pain. Only, the pain doesn't seem to last long, because soon enough her shrieking dies down and is replaced by reluctant moans.
I almost stops when i hears the first one, but instead i keeps it up, grunting in time with my thrusts as i rails my newest Servant's asshole. Listening to her, I'm shocked to hear that Mordred is indeed moaning and groaning in pleasure. Despite herself, she's actively enjoying my cock buried in her ass.
I doesn't stop pistoning in and out of her, but i do lean over her small form to grab a fist full of her blonde locks. With her hair in a ponytail as it is, latching onto the base of said ponytail makes things quite easy. Dragging Mordred's head up off the ground, i leans in and breathes hot air across her ear.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
Mordred whimpers, but there's no more threats, no more insults. She has no actual response to give me , because they both know the truth at this point. As i continues to plow her from behind, my hand holding her hair like one might hold reins, Mordred can only mewl pathetically, groaning loudly and crying out whenever my cock hits a particularly deep part of her bowels.
The heroic spirit is built tough of course, made to be able to withstand more than most human bodies. In this moment, that attribute has backfired spectacularly on the Knight of Betrayal. The pain from her new Master fucking her ass faded way too quickly, allowing pleasure to take its place far too early. With me slamming my cock into her tight back door again and again, Mordred is unable to contain herself. Eventually, holding back the pleasure becomes impossible and the blonde knight is shamefully climaxing to the anal pounding she's receiving.
"A-Ahhhh!!!❤"
Her pussy juices explode out of her empty cunt as her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lulls out of her skull. I can't see her face, so i have no idea that she's ahegao'd, but i do know she's orgasmed, especially from just how incredibly tight her asshole gets. For a moment, i can't even move as her butt clings to me and holds me in place. With a grunt, i manages to pull back and slam in again, causing a loud, long, wanton moan to leave the blonde's lips. A few more thrusts and the end comes for me as well, my release arriving.
I empties my balls into my newest Servant, unloading my cum into her tight little behind directly. By the time i pulls back out of her, she's filled with my cream and a bit of white, hot seed is already dripping from her slightly agape sphincter. Of course, I'm already focusing on her pussy. I drops the blonde's head back to the ground and grabs for her hips, getting ready to guide my cock into her waiting cunt.
That's when Mordred begins to move and my eyes go wide as he realizes that the Command Seal has finally worn off. Before i can say anything, or do anything beyond worry what she might do to me now, Mordred ends up surprising me instead. The hand that's been clutching her sword handle all this time flings the weapon away from her. And then, she spins over onto her back, facing mr.
Their eyes meet for a long moment of silence, before Mordred blushes and averts her gaze. She spreads her legs wide around my kneeling form and reaches down to flip up her loincloth, once more revealing her sopping wet cunt. Though she won't look at me , her words, quiet and soft-spoken, reach me anyways, cutting through the otherwise silent room like butter.
"Please… finish what you started… make me a woman."
I stares for a long moment, before grinning . THAT, i can do. In fact, as i moves in and places my cockhead against her pussy lips, i reaches out and forces the powerful heroic spirit to look me in the eye.
"You already ARE a woman Mordred… you're MY woman."
The Knight of Betrayal blushes deeply at such a claim, squirming but not trying to pull away, even as i leans in and captures her lips with my own. At the same time, my cock thrusts up into her virgin cunt and i groans right alongside Mordred as i feels how tight her pussy is, and she in turn loses her purity.
Honestly, the virgin knight is almost as tight in her cunt as she was in her butthole. Not quite there, but still pretty close. She's far, FAR slicker here though, her pussy all lubed up with it's natural juices and ready and waiting for me. I'm completely ensconced in it's warm embrace as the tight, velvety walls clench at mycock.
My tongue dives into her throat even as i drives my member into her pussy again and again, and Mordred in turn submits fully to me , her own tongue barely fighting back as i plays with it, their lips smashed together, and her legs and arms clutching at my body to hold me close to her. She's surprisingly enthusiastic, eager even for me to fuck her… in the end, i supposes that there really was a slut under all that armor.
Or perhaps Mordred isn't a slut, she's just a needy woman. I don't care which it really is, because either way I'm happy to give her what she wants. A hard dicking and a Master to give her orders. In fact…
I slows to a stop for just a moment and Mordred's eyes snap open from where they've lulled shut as i pulls back. She looks at me in confusion and worry, but i just grins down at her, before slowly, sensually sliding in and out of her. There's no way I'll cum from doing this and as Mordred moans, it's clear she probably won't either.
"You still haven't said it you know."
Blinking dumbly, Mordred looks even more confused for a moment… and then she realizes what i means and blushes deeply. Glancing down at where the two of them are connected together, the Knight of Betrayal bites her lower lip and then looks up into my eyes.
"… I ask of you, are you my Master?"
I grins savagely and begins to thrust faster into her tight, clenching cunt. Mordred almost immediately orgasms, crying out loudly as her pussy walls spasm rhythmically around my length.
"Yes! Yes I am Mordred, I am your Master! Now, tell your Master what you want from him!"
Moaning wantonly, Mordred tosses her head back and forth, but ultimately does as she's told.
"Master!❤ Master fuck me❤, please fuck me!❤ Knock me up Master❤, cum inside of me!❤, Put a baby inside of me so I can bear your child!❤"
And there it is. I cums hard from Mordred's perverse desire to be bred made vocal, made reality. My seed fills her womb and the moment Mordred feels this, the Servant cums yet again, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue hanging out of her skull. This time, i gets to watch her ahegao right in front of him, and oh what a glorious sight it is.
I paints the walls of her womb white with my cum and then collapses atop her, panting heavily. In the end, they end up cuddling with one another as Mordred, smaller than me , curls into my chest. He strokes a hand through her blonde locks as she nuzzles her cheek against my body, until eventually she pulls back and looks at me.
"A-As your woman, I'll be sure to bear you a strong child M-Master… h-hopefully a boy, to continue your line with."
I chuckles at that, and just holds her closer. I can't help but revel in the fact that all it really took to break the powerful, brash knight into a submissive slutty little pet was a nice, long, hard fuck.
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>>>>>>>>>
Jeanne Alter Santa Lily
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I had NOT expected Christmas to turn out so… WILD. I lets out a sigh as i finally makes it back to my quarters. I doesn't even bother calling one of my female servants to my bed, that's how exhausted i is. That… adventure if one could call it that, had taken a LOT out of me . Still, in the end it'd resulted in a new, permanent Servant, so i supposed it couldn't be all bad.
I'd promptly shot down any attempts at calling the new girl Jeanne Alter Santa Lily. Honestly, what kind of name was that? Who the fuck has FOUR names? No, it was much better to just label her as Smol Jeanne once all was said and done and she'd given up on being Santa Claus. After all, she had the body type for it, not to mention she LIKED the name as well. Or at the very least she didn't mind it.
… Honestly, i don't care so long as she doesn't complain. Stripping down to my boxers, the tired Master pulls back the covers of his bed with heavily lidded eyes and slides into bed. Yawning powerfully, yawning i pulls my sheets up around my neck and smiles as i almost immediately begins to drift off to sleep. It'd felt good to do a good deed for the day. Helping Smol Jeanne find her true place in the world… that'd been nice.
But now, it was sleep time. Tomorrow would be a brand-new day, and given how important he was to Chaldea, i had to get my beauty sleep!
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I wakes up slowly the next morning, to the most pleasurable of feelings. Someone is currently sucking my cock beneath the covers, and i suspects its one of my Servants. After all, who else would access his room, slip into bed, and nestle themselves between his legs to begin giving him a delightful morning wake-up via blowjob?
For a long moment, i simply enjoys it, waking up to the sensation over the course of the next few minutes. Only, once the sleep has cleared from his brain more, the young Master begins to realize that whoever's sucking him off isn't one of his usuals. No, they're much clumsier than that, much more inexperienced. I can't place the tongue or lip technique, mostly because there really isn't a technique on either.
Opening my eyes, i pulls up the sheets and looks down the length of his body. My eyes meet those of the Servant i went to bed thinking about as she continues to bob up and down on his shaft.
"… Smol Jeanne?"
Smol Jeanne gives me an eye-smile in return, and then slurps back off of my cock to give me a real smile as the sheets are pulled up and over her head, falling down behind her and exposing them both as she takes my member in hand and transitions to an enthusiastic, albeit similarly inexperienced hand job.
"Good morning Master!"
My brow furrowed in confusion, stares at the cute, petite, white-haired servant for a long moment.
"… What're you doing?"
A giggle escapes from Smol Jeanne's mouth as she strokes my member up and down. She's not wearing her bra, leaving her tiny little tits on display for me as she leans forward and speaks in as sultry a voice as she can manage.
"Mm, well Master, I never DID give you a present, and after all your help, I felt bad about it! I wanted to make it up to you! The others were VERY helpful in that regard, they told me that the best gift I could offer… was myself!"
Smol Jeanne lets out another giggle, makes a peace sign with her free hand, and then leans in to plant a cute little kiss right on the head of his cock. My eyes go wide and i groans as my release abruptly arrives. I goes right over the edge, and my cum spurts out all over onto the Christmas-themed version of Jeanne d'Arc's face as she gasps in delight and takes every last bit of it like a champ.
I was even more surprised when the most petite of his Servants (and that's saying something!) pulls back and starts to wipe off his cum, suckling his seed from her fingers and eating every last bit of it as if she's ravenous. Watching the cute young woman scoop his cum off of her itty-bitty titties so she can devour it… well, needless to say i wasn't exactly getting any softer.
"… Where did you learn THAT, Smol Jeanne?"
She giggles at me as she licks her finger dry one last time, suckling on it until it leaves her suctioned down lips with a pop.
"Mm, Ushiwakamaru told me all about how to properly worship your cock Master! And Mordred was kind enough to tell me that wearing bras and panties around the Master is forbidden when in bed or in private!"
My eyebrows lift at that and my gaze slides down from her obviously naked tits, to her skirt, which is of course covering her crotch. Seeing where his gaze is, Smol Jeanne grins and lifts said skirt up to show that she's not wearing any panties, just as she said. Her cute little pussy is on display right before his eyes, and from what i can see, she's already dripping wet, even now.
Swallowing dryly, i just can't resist. My hands come up and i gestures for her to come closer. The Christmas-themed Servant does so, squealing and giggling as he takes firm hold of her waist and pulls her all the way up into his lap. His hands transition to her small, pert posterior and he guides her so that she's kneeling on either side of him, his cock positioned right below her tiny little slit.
"Are you going to fuck me now Master?"
My eyes snap from that place where their genitals are about to meet up to his Servant's eyes. Smol Jeanne has a sort of inquisitive innocence in her gaze as she smiles at him and cocks her head to the side.
"Now, now… where did an innocent girl like you learn a word like 'fuck'?"
Grinning impishly, she shakes her head back and forth from side to side.
"I'll never tell Master! You'll have to torture it out of me!"
Well, while i could use a Command Seal to find out… i was pretty sure to knows what 'torture' in this case means. And i was planning on fucking her anyways, wasn't it? With a grunt, i pulls Smol Jeanne down on my dick and she gasps happily in delight asi spears up into her. Her tiny pussy spreads obscenely wide in a way only a Servant could ever manage to survive, and she squeaks and moans with pleasure as i fills her up with my massive cockhead.
Of course, very swiftly i hits a roadblock as i rams right into the Christmas-themed Servant's cervix, with only half of my cock even inside of her. Frowning, i quickly decides that I'm NOT going to let something like that stop me. I lifts Smol Jeanne's small body up off my cock partway, and then slams her back down far harder, thrusting up into her with all the strength of her hips in the exact same moment.
I forces my way into her womb with just that single thrust, my cockhead filling her tiny little womb and stretching it out like a condom over my prick. Immediately, the cute little Servant's eyes go wide and then roll back in her head as she orgasms on the spot. Her tongue hangs out of her mouth and it takes me a moment to realize that she's ahegaoing right there in front of him, as i was fixated on the place where her stretched pussy lips are nestled at the base of my length.
Seeing the expression of pure bliss and euphoria spread across his Servant's face, i can't help commenting, a wicked grin on my own face as i calls her out.
"Mm, I never would have guessed that you were such a lewd little girl my pet."
The term of endearment at the end comes naturally, but i was admittedly still surprised when she pulls me down a moment later into a deep, tongue-filled kiss. Their tongues wrestle for a few brief seconds and ultimately, i manages to win that struggle, though very it becomes apparent that she's submitting to him.
After about a minute or two of making out with my cock buried in her womb, Smol Jeanne finally pulls back and gives me an incredibly sultry grin.
"I'm like this because of Master, you know~"
That causes me to frown in confusion as my hands continue to knead the Servant's pet little behind.
"Because of me? What'd I do?"
Still grinning, the white-haired Servant leans in and rests her forehead against mine's, letting out a pleased sigh as she explains.
"Because of my Self-Reformation skill, I become whatever Master wishes for me to be! Even if it's Master's subconscious, I'm still influenced by your desires! Master wished for me to be Lewd, so I'm now very Lewd indeed! Ushiwakamaru meant well, and Mordred tried to trick me, but eventually I would have jumped Master's bones all the same! It's just who I am now, hehe!~"
I blinks dumbly at that, thoroughly aroused by the idea of fundamentally changing a Servant's personality in order to make them more like my ideal. Of course, Smol Jeanne sees my dumb look and takes it the wrong way, giggling and nuzzling my face as she reassures me.
"Don't worry Master, I don't mind one bit! So long as its for you, I'll be whatever you want me to be!"
God, when she says it like that, how am i supposed to be able to hold back at all, right? With a grunt, i grips my Smol Servant's rump even harder, and i begins to thrust up into the petite young woman as she cries out in surprise from the abrupt movement. Her body is so small that she easily bounces up and down on my cock as i humps up into her, and her hands come down to press against my chest so she can better ride me , helping mr to fuck her all the harder.
"Master!❤ Master!❤ Masterrrrr~❤"
Smol Jeanne moans my title over and over again as her tight little pussy grips at me cock, almost refusing to let go at times. She clings to me , both inside of her quim and with her arms and legs as she clutches at my body. With her arms around my neck and her head lowered, I'm in perfect position to suckle at HER neck in return.
I does so, giving her more than a few hickeys as i bounces the small Servant up and down on my dick. Smol Jeanne cries out loudly and lewdly as she orgasms again and again around my member, and each time she does so, her pussy juices make the passage of my length slicker and slicker. He's fucking right into her womb, and while her cervix squeezes at my cock each time i passes through it, ultimately the barrier is no longer up to the task of stopping my intrusion.
Slowly but surely, the Master is reshaping his Servant's tight little cunt to his cock, making her into his perfect little fuck toy, just as he's done with the others. Only, this goes far deeper of course, given Smol Jeanne apparently has an actual skill that remakes her into his perfect ideal version of her. Oh yeah, i could definitely get used to this.
Grunting, i continues to plow up into her womb, delighting in the feeling of it stretching over my cockhead time and time again like a condom. I plows her senseless as she climaxes repeatedly, and eventually it just becomes too much for me. Her final climax is explosive and her already tight inner walls clench down even harder around my dick, finally milking me of my second release.
I grunts and suck even harder at my Servant's neck as i cums inside of her, my seed pouring into her womb at a great rate. Thanks to just how tight the fit is, there's not enough room for my cum to slide out of her, not when my dick is blocking up the entrance of her cervix. As such, Smol Jeanne ends up with a slightly swollen belly, her skinny abdomen ballooning and bloating outwards from the excessive amount of cum deposited inside of her.
The sensation of being so utterly filled by her Master sends the Christmas-themed Servant through one last orgasm, right on the coattails of the one that had in fact started his. As they both eventually come down from their orgasmic high, they flop back down onto the bed and Smol Jeanne happily lays across his broad chest, taking up little room as she nestles and nuzzles into him with a smile on her face.
"Master… did you like your present?"
There's such earnest hope and desire in her voice as she asks it. I did, of course i did… but even if i didn't,i was not sure i'd be able to tell her so with how needy and vulnerable she sounds. Still, it's a moot point in the end. Grinning happily, i hugs my cute Servant close to my chest and kisses her hair as i answers her.
"I LOVED it my dear, I absolutely LOVED it. I think I'm going to be playing with it a LOT more in the future too…"
Smol Jeanne squeals with glee and lifts her head up to plant another deep kiss on her Master's lips. I happily returns it, and when she pulls back and returns to nuzzling into my chest, i smiles as she sighs contently.
"Merry Christmas Master~"
A chuckle on my lips, i hugs the beautiful Servant closer, knowing i found a keeper in this one.i don't mind all the excitement that they'd had to deal with the day before anymore. The exhaustion was definitely worth it, if it brought me this. Yes, I'm quite content, even if i does have a lot more work to do… and a lot more beautiful babes to summon and utilize in a NUMBER of ways.
I should also probably find a suitable 'punishment' for Mordred. Her attempt to screw with her fellow Servant isn't some great offense, but she always does this, these little mischievous things to try and test the boundaries with me. I also thinks she might be doing it solely to get me to punish her, since said punishment usually ends up being liberal amounts of rough sex.
Regardless, i'll deal with that later. I'll deal with everything later. For now, i just wants to luxuriate in the feeling of my Servant in my arms, my cock still buried in her tight cunt, my cum filling her womb. Letting out a happy sigh,i lets my eyes drift shut as i simply enjoys the moment.
"Merry Christmas, pet…"
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Scathach
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It'd started out relatively innocuous. I'd summoned Scathach, a really strong grab, to be sure. Queen of the Land of Shadows, Witch of Dun Scaith, Lord of Spirits… yeah, she was definitely a boon to my forces. But then, the head pats had begun. I was now used to a certain level of respect from my Servants. When i didn't get it, i made sure to teach them respect, like with Mordred.
Scathach wasn't quite as belligerent as the Knight of Betrayal though, so at first, i had let it be. But she'd taken that as leave to do them whenever she liked, ruffling my hair and ultimately treating me like a child who'd done a good job, rather than her Master, who'd led her and the others successfully in battle. It was find to some extent but not now.
Things came to a head on one final mission, nothing special, a mission like any other. Hell, it'd been so easy that i'd ultimately only needed Scathach to handle it. As they arrived back at the base, there'd been no one around as i checked up on things, staring at a computer screen. That's when it happened, yet again. As she passes me by, Scathach's hand comes down on her head and she ruffles my hair, a grin on her face
Now it is just getting annoying.
Gritting my teeth as i endures the head pat for a long moment, I than immediately stands when she begins to move away.
"Scathach! That's enough! You will not treat me like a child! I am your Master!"
The beautiful Queen turns and regards him in silence, lifting an eyebrow. It's as blatant a challenge as I'm ever going to get from her, and i growls as i lifts up my hand.
"Fine then, time to teach you a lesson! By the power of this Command Seal, I order you to sleep!"
There's a moment, as the seal takes effect… but while Scathach blinks and shifts slightly, taking a half-step back, she does not fall. Then, the next Command Seal activates, still trying to fulfill my order. Scathach stumbles, a true testament to her strength and willpower as she catches herself on the edge of the desk in front of her.
"You--"
Her warning tone is abruptly cut off by the third Command Seal flaring up and activating as well. Scathach's eyes roll back in her head and she slips down off the desk, her limbs giving out on her. The Witch of Dun Scaith passes out right then and there on the floor, and i walks over with a wicked grin on his face, simply regarding her beautiful body for a long moment.
Then, he begins to get to work.
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When Scathach awakens, she finds herself tied up and suspended from the ceiling. Her legs are spread wide apart, and she can feel a cool breeze caressing her pussy lips from a rip torn in her bodysuit. The former Queen blushes slightly, but manages to keep the majority of her composure as she considers her situation. She could easily free herself… but perhaps not quite yet.
"Comfortable?"
Her eyes jump to her master , the young man who'd summoned her, and a frown crosses her face. The Chaldea Master is far too smug for his own good, at least in her opinion. After all, he's just used his three Command Seals solely to knock her out, and they won't regenerate for quite a while. And yet, there's still a smile spread from ear to ear as he steps closer to her. Scowling at her Master, Scathach shifts a bit as she glares at him.
" you're being exceptionally foolish right now, surely you know that. I can break free of these bonds any time I desire."
A small bit of anger flashes across his face, but its gone, replaced with that same cocky smile, even as he reaches out and grabs her cheek.
"I'm your Master you know. In more ways than one. You should be calling me by my title, instead of treating me like a child all the time. Of course, I'm really not too worried about you breaking free."
Scathach blinks at that, looking at him with incredulity in her eyes and then in her voice.
"And why is that?"
His grin only gets wider as he moves his hand from her face down her body, being quite forward with just where he touches her.
"I have a theory about you, Witch of Dun Scaith. See, I think you've spent so long being so powerful, so dominant… that you've developed a secret desire to BE the one dominated."
His hand continues to move along her form, getting a handful of her plump tits as her nipples poke out through her bodysuit, sliding down from her chest along the curve of her hips and groping her firm, shapely ass. Scathach's breath hitches and inwardly, she can't deny that his touch feels far better than any sort of intimacy she's had of late. Not that she'd ever admit it outwardly…
"That's… that's not true…"
His hand suddenly goes from her ass to between her legs, his fingers pressing against her exposed, dripping wet cunt. Scathach tenses, even as he slides a finger inside of her slit.
"If I'm wrong… why are you so turned on?"
She doesn't have a response to that, mostly because, despite her words, Scathach doesn't actually want him to stop. Is he… is he right? Does she want this? No! No, it can't be. She's a Queen after all. Queens did not s-submit… holy shit that's a huge cock.
Scathach's eyes go wide as her master comes back around to her front, exposing himself to her in the same way he's exposed her to him. His length is impressive, even she has to admit that as he waves it around in front of her face, her gaze following it back and forth, almost as if mesmerized. Then, he's pushing his cockhead against her sealed lips, smearing precum across them.
It's obvious he wants inside, but Scathach still has enough dignity to resist. At least, she tries to as the alluring, musky scent of his dick fills her nostrils, causing them to flare from her efforts to breath in his smell. Her lips remain sealed, but they get messier and messier with the fluid leaking from the tip of his hard, pulsating cock, even as he slides back and forth across them.
Finally, he pulls back, and his smug grin is gone as her stubbornness provokes irritation and annoyance in the young man. If Scathach had been able to focus on that, to focus on his annoyed face, she might very well have continued to resist. Instead, her eyes are zomed in on the cock now pulled away from her, and she can feel his precum on her lips. She breaks, at least partially, in that moment as her tongue darts out to lick up the white fluid from her lips. The taste is heavenly, and she basks in it, much to her own detriment.
He notices that her guard is lowered, and once again tries to push his cock past her lips and into her mouth. Scathach is completely blindsided, even though she shouldn't have been. Regardless, she only manages a token resistance before his length slides into her mouth and right down her throat, filling her face hole to the brim. With her Master's cock firmly lodged in her throat, Scathach can't help but suck on it, unable to resist blowing the young man who'd summoned her into this world.
He didn't move, but Scathach does, bobbing up and down and swallowing his cock deep down her throat entirely of her own volition, doing her absolute best to worship his member, even hanging in the air as she currently is. What he DOES do is reach out and pet her head, lacing his fingers through her long, dark locks even as he coos at her.
"That's a good girl. Go on slut, show me what you're made of."
Despite the degrading words, spoken in such a kind tone, Scathach can't help but be even more turned on as she tries even harder to please her Master. He was… he was right, wasn't he? All this time, she'd even hidden the truth from herself. Her strength had long set her apart from all the rest, and when she did take a lover to bed, they'd usually been too in awe of her to do anything but let her take control.
Not this one though. No, her Master was more than that. He wasn't the kind to give up control, and a confrontation of this nature was ultimately inevitable. In the end, it seemed that the young man had brought out something in her that she hadn't even known existed. Scathach… Scathach wanted to submit. She NEEDED to submit.
Swallowing his meat rod down her throat over and over again, Scathach moans wantonly as her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue flicking back and forth across the underside of the hard, thick shaft in her mouth. Her pussy drips even more juices than before, and a small puddle begins to form on the ground beneath her as she makes quite the mess. Drool drips from her lower lip, and she chokes a bit on his dick, but Scathach is no blushing virgin. She knows how to swallow a cock without gagging, and for the most part, she manages to do exactly that.
"F-Fuck… gonna cum…"
It's the only warning she gets, but Scathach is happy to have it, as it allows her to prepare for swallowing her Master's load. When his release finally arrives, she's ready for it, and her neck convulses steadily as she swallows his seed to the very last drop. A burst of pride and pleasure runs through her at that fact, but she can't help bit whine in disappointment when her Master finally pulls out of her mouth.
In return, he chuckles and runs his fingers through her hair one last time, before ultimately moving back around to her lower half, slipping into place right between her wide spread legs. Hanging suspended from the ceiling as she is, there's nothing Scathach can do but wait to see what he wants from her… and she's never been more excited about anything in her whole life, if she's being honest.
His cockhead presses against her sopping wet pussy lips and his hands come down on her shapely ass, his fingers kneading her firm behind through the thin bodysuit she's wearing. Only her pussy is revealed, exposed to him… but then, that's all he really needs, isn't it? He's going to fuck her and the anticipation builds in Scathach's breast as she pants needily, eager to take her first fucking as a submissive little slut, rather than a domineering Queen.
Only… he doesn't penetrate her. Scathach blinks as she realizes after a long moment that her Master is simply rubbing and prodding and sliding against her pussy entrance, but not actually thrusting into her. She needs it… what is he waiting for? A whimper and a whine leave the once proud Servant's throat, and then she bites her lower lip as she realizes exactly what he wants from her.
Can she do it? A better question… can she live without this? The answer to that is simple enough, and letting out a shuddering breath, Scathach begins to give her silent, smug Master what he wants.
"P-Please Master… please, fuck me…"
"Hm? Sorry, what was that? You're too quiet Scathach, you're going to have to speak up."
"I-I want you to fuck me!❤ Please Master, plow me hard!❤"
"Oh? Should I? Well, I was considering it, but I don't know… I'm kind of on the fence. Is it worth it? I have others I could go to instead."
The thought of him leaving her there both excites and frightens her. Scathach knows that, as she is now, she would not try to break free if he truly did abandon her to go get his cock wet in someone else. It would be the ultimate expression of humiliation and degradation… but her desire to have him inside of her far outweighs her desire to be treated like less than trash. It is fairly close though, and in the end that influences her resulting outburst quite heavily.
"C-Claim me Master!❤Claim me like the bitch I am!❤ Make me yours❤, fuck me senseless❤, I-I'll be your loyal slut until the end of time!❤"
There's a pause, and then he chuckles.
"Well, that was certainly enthusiastic. I don't need another slut though… I could use a bitch, I suppose. If you're going to be my bitch, you're going to need to speak like a bitch, aren't you?"
She immediately picks up on his meeting, but there's still a moment where Scathach pauses, not in disgust, but in embarrassment and arousal, her face completely red by this point. Then, she opens her mouth and does as her Master has commanded.
"Ruff! Ruff, ruff, ruff!"
She barks like a dog, right then and there. Hanging from the ceiling, suspended as she is, she does her best to be the bitch her Master wants her to be, that SHE wants to be.
"Bark, bark, bark!❤ B-bawwoooooo!!!❤"
Master amused, as well as pleased, finally penetrates her in the middle of her vocalized barking. Scathach's eyes go wide and her heart leaps in her chest, but she still manages to maintain her new role, even as she literally howls in delight. He's finally inside of her, finally giving her what she wants, what she NEEDS. Her Master's cock slams home into her cunt again and again and again and all the while, Scathach continues to make dog-like noises of pleasure, whining and whimpering even as her tongue lolls out of her mouth and her eyes roll around in her head.
He's railing her quite hard as she bounces back and forth in midair, completely helpless before his pounding thrusts. Pistoning in and out, his cock fills Scathach's insides time and time again, pressing up against her cervix and slamming into the entrance of her womb over and over. It's everything that the ancient warrior-queen has ever wanted. Everything she'd never known she needed.
Her beloved Master, the man who's finally tamed her, finally shown her what she'd truly desired all this time… never in her life has Scathach loved someone more than she loves her master in that moment. She will stand by his side till the end of days… or perhaps she will kneel, nuzzling his pants leg and savaging his enemies, as a good guard dog should.
The thought of it almost causes her to orgasm right then and there. But she holds it together for a moment longer, afraid that if she cums, he too will cum, and their fun will end. Instead, she focuses on making more dog-noises, acting like the bitch she's slowly becoming in truth. There's no going back from this, even if she wanted to break free and escape right in this moment, there are no doubt cameras in this room.
He's recording her slow transformation into his bitch, Scathach is sure of it. The thought only makes her more aroused, and when he leans forward and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her head back and forcing her to arch her back, Scathach almost loses it right then and there. His words though, are what send her over the edge, even as he continues to thrust into her from behind time and time again.
"You know, when this is all said and done, I think you'll need a new title. I've got the perfect one for you too. What do you think of the 'Bitch of Chaldea'?"
It's a rhetorical question of course, but Scathach's response is a resounding yes nonetheless, even if she doesn't voice the word. Instead, she orgasms rather explosively as she hears her new title, her eyes rolling back in her head and her pussy tightening up around his cock. In the end, her earlier fears are proven right as her extremely tight cunt clenches down along her Master's length and ultimately milks his release from him.
His seed fills Scathach's womb, pumped in right at the entrance, directly from the source. The sensation of him cumming inside of her causes another orgasm to ripple through Scathach's body, and the bitch lets another howl tear from her throat.
"Awoooooooooo!!!❤"
She knows her place now. She knows where she belongs… and as her Master pulls out of her and begins to release her from her bonds, one limb at a time, Scathach knows she can never go back.
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I grins as my new bitch falls to the floor in an undignified, well-fucked pile. As always, i had been supremely confident in his 'theory'. Would have sucked if he was wrong, but he wasn't, and that was all that mattered. As she lays there, twitching and insensate, i reaches over to the box he'd laid out on the bed while she was unconscious the first time, and tosses the items within onto her fucked silly body.
"You need to change into your new uniform bitch. Get to it."
Scathach flinches at the impact, but his words see her sitting up and looking at what he's given her. The slut's eyes widen and i watches with a wicked grin as she gleefully strips out of her torn bodysuit entirely, and then begins to put on the dangerous beast outfit. His new bitch starts with her tail, forcing the lubed-up butt plug at its end into her ass. After that, she pulls on the doggy ears and then the arm length gloves and the thigh-high stockings. The fluffy matching bra and collar go next and soon she's completely dressed, as a slutty little dog girl.
Chuckling as she crawls around, prancing and preening under his appreciative gaze, i lets out a short whistle and holds up the leash in his hands. As soon as she hears him, Scathach eyes are zeroed in on her Master, and as soon as she sees the leash she's over at his side, bending her head forward so he can get at the back of her fluffy collar.
Leaning down, i brushes her long dark hair out of the way and then attaches the leash to the back of her collar, effectively symbolizing the complete and utter submission that she's shown him. In this moment, she is completely his. Pulling her head up by the leash, i grins down at my delightful bitch's expectant, adoring eyes.
"Go on then, clean up my cock and when you're done, I'll take you for walkies, alright? Doesn't that sound lovely?"
"Woof❤"
Scathach barks happily, and then gets to work, lapping up hers and his juices from his shaft. Her tongue slides this way and that quite lewdly, and i groans at just how eager and enthusiastic she is. I thinks for a second that she's going to turn it into a full-on blowjob, and i also thinks i might not mind that… but then, she pulls back and i blinks as i realizes i was now cleaned.
Looking down at my slutty mutt, i finds her looking up at me expectantly, her tail wagging in excitement. I can't help but marvel at just how much of a treasure I'd found in this bitch. After all, the tail is JUST a butt plug… the amount of strength, the amount of control over one's own anal muscles, to be able to wag a sex toy tail back and forth like that… well, Scathach was certainly a special one. As I'd thought before, she was a boon in more ways than one.
It was obvious what she wanted though.
Tugging on Scathach's leash, i continues to lead my new pet through the halls. They run into three more servants along the way, and each is so very happy to run up and beg to 'pet the puppy'. It's no wonder, given who they are. Loli Jeanne, Jack, and Nursery Rhyme… each of the three petite Servants acts as childish as they appear, especially when it comes to dogs… even a dog girl like Scathach.
My bitch certainly seems to enjoy their attentions though, so Shigure allows it, watching on in amusement as each of the loli Servants go about petting her hair, or scratching her fake ears, or even rubbing her fur-covered titties. By the end of it, Scathach is almost a puddle as she murrs and makes happy dog noises in response to their actions.
Eventually, each of them moves on and I gives Scathach a moment to recover before continuing on with the walk. Parading his new pet around Chaldea brings him great joy, and judging from Scathach's enthusiasm for the entire thing, it brings her great joy as well. In truth, the female Servant is more than joyful, she's overwhelmingly thrilled.
As Shigure walks her about the base, letting her mostly naked body be seen by almost everyone, Scathach can't help but love every last second of it. She's so very happy to not longer be the one on top of the food chain. Despite her strength, despite her skill and her experience and her power… this is where she's always belonged, and she's finally met a Master who sees that.
Now, her entire being is completely beholden to the will of another, as it should have been all along. Silently, as they continue along through the halls, Scathach swears to herself that from this day on, she will forever be her Master's perfect, little bitch
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