THE MAD KING

Medb straddled him. It had gotten to the point she could no longer control herself. He would submit to her eventually, as everyone did, as he had resisted for so long. But she'd be the one attacking now. She needed him. The Grail made him for her, so it was only natural that she used him in whichever way she saw fit. And she needed him inside of her. It was an unbearable need that clouded her judgment and took over all her thoughts. She just needed it once, and then she'd calm down, she was sure.

But compared to her carnivorous needs, Cú Chulainn Alter was nothing if not dismissive. He was taller, more muscular, and more attractive than the already appealing Ulster hero. He was powerful, cruel, and lethal. He was loyal but not jealous. He was everything Medb wanted, except but for one detail: he didn't seem to reciprocate her love. Not her pure, beautiful, maidenly love; and not her sweaty, dirty, whorish love. Was it the Grail's prank that the one reason she was so obsessed with the original wild dog had been believed to be his most desirable trait? Was that the reason his indifference had increased tenfold?

"You're wasting our time, Queen of Connacht"

He wasn't even looking at her. That made her furious, and it only made her desire him more. No mad could resist that. If she was riding any other man's lap like that, their manhood would be harder than a sword. Many men would've already spilled their seed just from the sight, the smell, and the way their bodies rubbed under her skirt and their pants. Other men, like Fergus, would've been penetrating her the second she got on top. But this Berserker, who should be a wild beast, simply couldn't care less.

"I just want you to fulfill your one purpose, my love", she whispered as she licked his cheek.

"Then bring me an enemy to kill, or a dozen of them. I am no different from a sword", he coldly claimed, as he wiped off her drool.

"I want your sword inside of me", she basically begged.

"Your Mad King needs only war and slaughter. Your distractions are nothing but that"

"A good king is lustful as well"

She grabbed his wrists and placed his hands on her buttocks and made sure to rub against him harder. Any other man would've grabbed them, torn off their clothing, and sexed her. He just looked at her, bored.

"I don't lust after you"

The mere fact he acknowledged her made her wetter, but it was not enough. She was frustrated. So extremely frustrated. This mad dog was not mad enough. She shoved him, and she got up and walked away, angrier than she had ever been, or at least, angrier than she remembered ever being. That stupid, lovely crazy Berserker. He would fall for her, she swore it, and she always got what she wanted. Always.

And what she needed, what she most desperately craved, was sex. It made her dizzy. It made it difficult to walk. But she was going to have sex for days and that stupid Berserker would hear all of it, and perhaps that would awaken that useless dick of his. And then he'd praise her and love her, and she'd have her way with him. And then, who knew. Medb was fickle and she knew it. Once this toy of hers had fulfilled her purpose, she'd either discard him or find a new one. But she needed to enjoy him to the fullest before that happened. It was only fair.

She angrily looked at her crop. It could be used to replicate a man's erection, and she had done so many times in the past, but she resisted. All of her frustration had to be taken care of by someone else. Someone so big and strong she felt like a doll in his hands. Someone so big and thick she'd feel full before he was even halfway in. Someone with a tail and spikes everywhere…

Medb yelled in frustration, and only then she realized she was not alone. Chaldea was huge, so it was not unusual to run into someone else. But the sound indicated high heels, and certainly someone smaller than the one she had in mind. Medb tried to control herself, to appear as beautiful and pure as she always did, when the Demi-Servant, Mash, Shielder, ran into her.

"Hello, Medb"

"How are you doing, lovely Mash?"

"I was simply checking out on everyone. Is everything okay, Medb? You seem distraught"

The queen's mind was already running wild, and the curvy woman in front of her was now the focus of her most depraved imagination. She wasn't what she needed, but it was better than masturbation. Oh, she imagined those big breasts covered in sweat, her cute glasses almost falling down, and her lovely voice moaning as Medb's mouth explored her body… She was so pent up and so wet, she basically couldn't stand straight anymore, and fell on her back against the wall. Mash immediately ran up to her.

"Medb! Are you alright?"

"N…no"

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"Nothing… nothing… you are lovely, Mash"

"You are not well, Medb. Can I help you?"

Those words were the fuel her imagination needed to draw the obvious solution. Berserker would not be seduced by her, at least not now, in such a despicable state. Obviously, the Grail had made him resilient to her charms, for it knew that's what would turn her on most (and it wasn't wrong). But maybe, another woman could do it. All she needed was Shielder to rev him up, and she'd reap her reward.

"It's my lovely Cú Chulainn Alter. My Mad Kind. He's gone insane!"

Mash looked at her as if she was talking nonsense. Medb teared up on purpose, and Shielder immediately grew concerned and held her.

"I fear for what will happen if he continues like this. He'd tear Chaldea down!"

"We'll go warn senpai. We can stop him before it's too late"

"No! Please, no, Mash! I couldn't bear to see him get hurt. I love him too much, Mash. Please. I cannot control him, but don't ask me to stand by and see you hurt him"

Mash looked extremely worried. Medb congratulated herself on being such a fantastic actress. She hugged her fellow Servant, and Medb used that chance to rest her head on the soft bosom.

"Mash… I heard once you had a special touch to calm Berserkers down. Something that could control even Heracles"

Mash's face turned red so fast, Medb didn't even process it until she started stuttering. How adorable and lovely.

"T…t… that is not…"

"Mash, please. I beg you. It could not only save Chaldea, but my lovely Cú as well"

Mash was obviously super embarrassed. Medb really had to contain her laughter. First of all, she was such a marvelously good actress, she had almost convinced herself. And second, Mash's reaction proved she had indeed been having sex with Heracles, or at the very least had heard the rumors. Medb found it so delightful, and the mental image so exciting, she was already imagining it. And the way Fergus would have sex with her when she told him.

"O…okay. But we'll do it on our own. Before anyone else knows"

Medb was so caught up in her orgy fantasies, she barely even heard Mash's response, and she took a long time to process it. She had grown so used to Berserker ignoring her requests, she had forgotten how extremely convincing she was otherwise. She smiled slyly. She knew she was going to witness something incredible. She was going to get away with what she wanted… as always.

"I'll be right back. We'll meet over there"

Mash was waiting for her right outside of the room Berserker was waiting. So obedient. So punctual. Medb loved it when people did as she ordered. The two could've gone together, but Medb wanted new clothes: her red warden outfit, the cap, and her best riding crop. She only had one chance, and she was going to go all out.

"Why did you dress up like that?"

Medb approached Shielder. Even in her casual clothes, she was pretty. Those glasses gave her the perfect air of innocence that compensated her lewd body. If Medb didn't know Cú was behind the door, she'd have probably simply attacked Mash right there and sated her lust with her.

"Just in case we need to fight"

She didn't wait for Mash to reply, and simply opened the door. The Mad King hadn't moved, he was still simply slouching, bored, waiting for the next chance to kill. He barely looked her way, but he did do it when Mash entered as well.

"He doesn't seem out of control"

"He needs to recharge mana after he lashes out but grows more violent after that. Now's our only chance", reassured Medb.

"What are you doing here?", he asked.

"Rise, my love!"

"No"

"See? He's gone out of my control"

The two women walked up to him, and he only responded by giving them annoyed looks. Medb stepped on his thigh, and nodded at Mash, who got in her knees, in between his spread legs. Medb was salivating, but nowhere near as much as when Mash removed Berserker's pants and revealed his much-desired manhood.

The reactions of the two female Servants were completely opposite. Mash seemed extremely embarrassed, if not a bit scared. Medb was so insanely aroused she had to fight with herself not to dive. Disgracefully, she could not compare it with the original Cú's, but something told her what her Cú had down there had been a gift by the Grail. Even soft as it was, its size and girth were undeniable. It was probably a pain for him to keep it contained, or maybe it was just some way to balance its massive tail. Medb had as many theories regarding his manhood as she had thoughts, but none of those mattered as much as what she wanted to do with it. But she needed to be patient. She hated it, but she had to be patient. Shielder was the only one who could awaken the beast. Medb would simply be the one to tame it.

Mash took what seemed like an eternity before she grabbed him and started jerking him off, slowly. Berserker complained and moved a bit, but Mash took it as proof of the alleged out of control rage Medb claimed would resurface at any moment, and as such, she simply put more effort. Before long, it was two hands moving up and down.

Medb started growing worried when, despite everything, Berserker didn't react with more than a passive grunt. If all her efforts were for naught, she'd be the one to go insane and tear Chaldea down. But when she started biting her lip so hard she almost drew blood, she noticed his manhood getting harder. Not much at first, but it was happening. It was happening! It was going to happen. That's when she did bite.

Mash started using her mouth. She kissed the tip and continued doing so until it was notably hard. Then she wrapped her lips around it, and carefully sucked. It was slow, it was sloppy, but it was so hot Medb couldn't take it and simply dropped at his side, rubbing her crop by his chest and biting his ear. She humped him, but he seemed to only have eyes for Mash.

"You'll say you won't listen to my command, but I don't care. I don't care one bit, at all. I still order you to sex her until she cannot stand, fuck her like you want to break her, make sweet love to her as If it were me, penetrate her like your dick is your oh so beloved spear. Do it. Love her in both the sweetest and the roughest way you can"

Cú ignored her, but he did start humping, slightly. He cursed under his breath. He looked fierce and beautiful. And Mash looked beautiful and delicate, her pretty face obscured almost entirely by his manhood, her hair, and her glasses. It was all so beautiful Medb only resisted the temptation to pleasure herself with her crop by biting it and promising herself his shaft would be inside her soon.

The blowjob excited her and frustrated her. She knew she could do much better, but she couldn't deny its attractive. It grew more energetic by the second. Mash was going faster and deeper, and Cú seemed to hump back more often. The wetness of both the visuals and sounds were a pure aphrodisiac for Medb, and she started slapping him. Pain was effective, it seemed. She was on the brink of kicking Mash out and replacing her mouth with her pussy, but suddenly, Cú stood up.

Medb just fell on his seat as the immense Berserker rose, and only then was his size fully evident to Mash, for he kept his manhood inside her mouth, and to keep it there she had to stand up as well. He was so tall, Mash only needed to bend over slightly to keep her head on his crotch. Cú now had one hand on her head, and he started pumping harder than before. Mash still acted on her own, but he was clearly in control now.

She couldn't control it anymore and started masturbating with her crop. Cú was finally showing initiative, and Mash was holding on exceptionally well. She was deepthroating him before long, and her entire body shook whenever he entered her, but Mash never complained and never tried to stop. Medb really wanted to resist the temptation to masturbate, but it had been to much for her.

Even that wasn't enough. She was looking at it. She was smelling it. It would've been an injustice not to taste it, so she hurriedly went to Mash's side and started sucking his testicles. They were so big, she was immediately enthralled. But she was on her guard, and the second Mash stopped to breathe, Medb took her place and deepthroated him, which caused his free hand to similarly hold her head.

She teared up a bit in happiness. She could barely take that monster in her expert mouth, but it was absolutely delicious. Mash's saliva had coated his dick, as if she was her groomer, and she savored it. She was so effusive, she was absolutely in control of the blowjob, with Cú barely aiding. Mash still collaborated, either by taking Medb's place on his balls, or by sucking whatever was free of his shaft.

The two shifted positions often, with them taking turns. Medb intended to dominate the whole situation, so she used her crop to lightly tap Mash's face and hit Berserker's dick. It seemed to get him hornier, while Mash soon learned to switch places whenever Medb struck her. Medb kissed the dick and the girl often, for she was genuinely in love with them, as she was with all things beautiful.

The group finally reached a point in which Cú was the one who enforced a particular position. Rather than having one of the women sucking him and the other one working the rest, he had the two of them positioned on his sides, so they'd both suck on him as if they were trying to kiss each other, and at least for Medb, that was indeed the case.

Medb's fantasies were being fulfilled, and she loved it. She was using her weapon just to strike at Mash's breasts or to masturbate, but they no longer moved around. They continued and continued, and Cú's excitement became fact. He throbbed and growled and used both of their heads to pleasure himself.

Medb was an expert when it came to men, so she knew how close he was from orgasming. When she felt it close, she stopped sucking him and instead grabbed him, violently jerking him off with both of her hands. Berserker essentially roared when he shot his seed all over Mash's face, even if her glasses covered her. Medb also got some on her whole body, but a significantly lesser amount.

His dick was so hot, she felt it even through her gloves, and when it appeared obvious he wasn't going to cum more, Medb angrily sucked him off again, on the small chance he still had more surprises left, but also to enjoy her work well done. He eventually pushed her face aside, but that only made her contemplate her partner.

Mash had always been adorable, and Medb felt a weakness for her, but now, she was more mouthwatering than ever. Medb kissed her, as sincerely as a wife would kiss her husband, and savored both the beautiful woman and the salty man juice. She took off her glasses and licked them clean before returning them, and when Mash was mostly clean, Medb simply licked herself.

"Was that all?", asked Mash, in relief and, in Medb's opinion, disappointment.

"No. I want more", replied the Mad King Cú Chulainn.

Berserker kneeled in front of Shielder, and with a powerful and swift movement, he ripped apart her shirt, exposing her breasts. Mash moaned when he started suckling one like his life depended on it, and once again when Medb attacked the other. They were as magnificent as she had often imagined. Medb was just getting used to the taste, when Cú roughly pushed Mash to the floor and destroyed her remaining clothing until there was nothing to prevent him from penetrating her. And, after grabbing her thighs, he did.

Mash moaned as the gigantic Alter got on top of her and spread her legs as much as she was capable. He pounded her with the anger of a Berserker, not the cold indifference he had shown to Medb up until that point. Medb went back to sucking on her breasts, which were otherwise wildly flailing to the rhythm he was setting.

Medb had grown so feral she simply slapped her own face with the large breasts, blinded by pure lust. But she was dangerously wet. She knew that, as much as she wanted it, she would not be able to separate Berserker's dick from Shielder, for he showed as much energy and determination as he did when he killed. He didn't even seem to be enjoying it, but something in Cú's brain appeared to be making him focus on being the greatest and roughest lover. He would sex Mash, and he wouldn't stop. Medb didn't want him to stop.

That's why, even though she loved her moaning face, Medb simply chose to ride it. She was a Rider-class Servant because of her sexual prowess, and she'd make Mash understand that. In her own way, soon she was as efficient and aggressive as Cú was, but unlike him, she was also passionate and tender with her new seat. Mash, either by appreciation or blind lust as well, started eating her out.

Medb came not even four thrusts after that. Her whole world spun around, and she felt like she'd wake up hours later with no memories of anything after that. Mash's orgasms had been so numerous, Medb would've surely lost any kind of competition had it not been because she quickly ramped up when she had soft lips on her sex. Her hands didn't know whether to hold herself, Mash's breasts, or Berserker's neck, but it probably wouldn't have mattered.

Medb's legendary sexual appetite came into fruition at times like those. Orgasms only made her seek more of them, more obsessively, and more aggressively. She was soon humping faster than Berserker was, with her own moaning becoming so loud it was probably heard all over Chaldea. For the uninformed, Medb was the Berserker that night.

And her lust never slowed down, for the second Cú actually stopped his thrusts and went outside of Mash, she took her chance. Quickly, Medb positioned herself on top of Mash and on all fours, grabbed his dick, and guided it to her sex. To her infinite joy, Berserker acted accordingly, and penetrated her.

Medb immediately came again as soon as he was fully sheathed, and absolutely lost control when he started pounding her. Her nails dug into Mash under her, and the queen considered kissing the soft demi-servant to keep as quiet as possible. But she rejected. She wanted the whole world to know of her victory, and so she moaned hard, and loud.

Her cap and her crop disappeared, but she cared nothing. Berserker wasn't as good a lover as the best she had, but he was immense, brutal, relentless, and methodical. Cú didn't waste time in kindness, he fucked her the way she needed and pursued nothing but raw pleasure. It was terribly effective, to the point Medb just allowed herself to fall on top of Mash. It was her moment to enjoy.

Mash kissed her, and Medb returned it in her best capability. Shielder was in a worse state than she was, but her efforts were nonetheless appreciated. However, Cú was the one who didn't slow down. He was grabbing her buttocks and playing with them, finally, but he did so as he plowed her more, every thrust pushing her against Mash as if he was trying to press the two together.

Medb was so numb, she didn't even realize Cú had stopped fucking her, and had instead creamed her entire back. His sperm reserves were infinite, or so it seemed, which just made Medb all that much thirstier. She turned around, ready to claim victory as the mad dog and the mad king were all simply subservient to the beautiful queen, but he was once again focused on Mash.

He shoved Medb aside, which she didn't expect at all, and he grabbed Shielder and stood up again. Mash was spent, but she still found strength enough to hug him and wrap her legs around him. Cú grabbed her ass, far more readily than he had done Medb's, and fucked her again, while standing.

Medb's first reaction was simply to use her mouth wherever she could. His balls, her ass, everything was fair. She couldn't be sated. The sight of Mash's sexual delight simply made her wish her own even more. Shielder was nothing but their sexual toy, so evidently Medb needed to be paid more attention. Even Berserker was her own toy, so it was only natural Medb would get to enjoy him more. Medb kept deluding herself and inventing new reasons to extend their sex even further.

The threesome only ended hours later, and not because Cú or Medb had been satiated. The two had kept on pushing forward no matter what. They had given each other oral sex at the same time, while Cú held Medb upside down. She had so thoroughly devoured Mash, Shielder had ended up proclaiming her love for the queen. More excessively, once Cú got Mash on all fours and ravaged her, he went at it for the longest uninterrupted sex (despite Medb's best attempts). By the time he finally separated from her, Mash's limbs were numb, and he had emptied himself inside of her no less than five times.

The group did more. Medb's crop was used in a number of creative ways, and Medb convinced Mash to wear her cap and roleplay as each other while the queen wore the demi-servant's glasses. Cú remained oddly distant throughout, but he still fucked all of their holes with his manhood, mouth, and fingers.

They only stopped when a large group of Chaldea's Servants appeared. Not to join in on the fun, as Medb briefly hoped, but simply to check out on them, as their moans, grunts, laughs and yells had, indeed, been enough to notify almost every one of their activity. Medb still didn't finish riding Berserker until she felt him exploding inside of her, but after that, she accepted the fun was over. Mash had ran away long before that.

"You got what you wanted. Leave me alone now", was all Cú had to say when they were done.

Medb simply licked her lips. That had been nothing but a way to sate her overwhelming lust. Now she knew what there was to be gained, and she wasn't going to stop until Berserker was hers. Medb wasn't one to give up. He'd be hers, because she fancied him, and that night would simply be the first of many.

A mad king was nothing but a toy for a queen. And she was going to wear it down.