Chapter 30
Squeezing her ass forcefully, the nameless man led her to their destination.
She was so aroused that she didn't notice that he had taken her to a dead-end street between two buildings, where the streetlights didn't reach.
"Where…?" she asked.
"This is hidden enough, isn't it?", he said.
"It's a dumpster," she ob҉̩͔̦͔̯̭j̨͖e̘͇c̷̻̰̹t̗ed͎͈̖̞͍̟̠͘ ̬͠observed.
"And nobody is going to bother us here," he i̶̝̪nṣ̙i͓̩͢ș̦͍̹̟t̪e̥͍͙͞d̬͖̻͈ ̲̪̪͉̥͕̹́gracefully explained.
h̺a̵̖̦̬̦̱̘͖t̺ ͈̮͚̜̰̹͎d͓̞͖̰͇̳͝i̞͓̠̺͈ͅd̩̖͔̥̙͇̕n̝̱͘'͖̻̝̰͔t͝ ͙̥̦̣͔re҉͍͍̫̞a̻̝̠̘̮l͈̘̯͙̩̥͇͢l̞̩̙̯̤̙̗y̮̟̬̫̫̙͡ ͞s͙i̘͇̰̲͞t͖͚̼̯̼ ͔̰͎w҉̺̟̭͉̘e̹͎̣̩l̡̮̘̥l̗͎̪͓̩͜ ͏͈͔̦̤͙̙̠w̝̼it҉̟̝̮̘͙̜h̲̭̫̲̭̱ Saber didn't really care about that, …. for she had more important things to worry about.
The stranger had unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the ground, along with his undergarments, revealing his erect manhood. His slender, five inches cock couldn't be compared to Howard's grotesque yet wondrous pillar, but Saber knew from experience that she couldn't expect such natural talent from just anyone.
Her own preference for huge fat cocks was of secondary importance anyway. Especially when compared to the hunger in her lower abdomen. A smaller meal was better than no meal at all.
Just as she had reached that conclusion, he pushed her against the wall in such a way that her posterior was turned to him.
Such an approach would have won him a slap in other circumstances, but in this setting Saber found it acceptable. More than that, she considered it appropriate. Drive and determination were traits which she approved. Traits that a man had to show to prove his worth
It was hardly surprising then, that his forcefulness increased her arousal and improved her opinion of him. It raised even further when he unbuckled her trousers and peeled them off her along with her panties without so much as asking for permission.
Not that there was any reason to ask her at this point. She had made it perfectly clear that she wanted him to fuck her, but she was glad he didn't let her hesitation and inexperience get in the way. Further proof that he had every right to have her.
If there was one thing in which Saber firmly believed, it was merit. The conviction that people should receive what they deserve. It was the foundation of righteousness itself.
Sa͟b̨er ̨h͠ad t̶h̀e ͞m̶o̶ral ̕o͟b͝l̴i̕gat͏ion̷ ̷to ̢l̴e͞t ͏t̢his m͡an̕ f̡uck h̕er̶ ́as͢ h͞e ̷p̷l̕ea͝s̷ed. Other women might have their reservation, but as the King of Knights, Saber had the duty to give everyone their she didn't know where this realization would fit in the landscape of her morals, it didn't change how important it was that she did this.
As a woman, she had failed at upholding something as fundamental as the faithfulness to her partners. Would people think ill of her if they knew? Of course they would, but the King carried on in its duties all the same because the King wasn't human.
Just like pillaging her own villages for resources was a necessary evil, then so was cheating on Shirou and Rin. It would be with a heavy heart, but she would do it every time it was required of her, wearing an impassable expression on her face to hide pleasure and sorrow in equal measure.
Such was the dignity of the King. Above and beneath the understanding and morals of ordinary people.
There was no hesitation then, when she spread her cheeks open to expose her dripping womanhood to a man whose name she didn't even know.
'Shirou, Rin. I am sorry, but I͝ m͡us̡t̸ ͡chȩat̀on you both. It's the correct thing to do.'
"I knew you were a slut the moment I saw you in that shop," he told her.
"Y̡o̡u̧ a҉r̀e͡ c͢orrect. I ͏am ińd̛ee͘d̛ ̕a̵ ̴slu͢t̡. ́A̢s̕ ̸s̨uc̨h, fęe̛l̨ ̸fre̡e͏ to use ̷m͞y̛ bod͝y͏ ͏h́ow̧eve͘r y̨o͡u͠ l̡i͠kę,́" she said without betraying the slightest emotion. Neither the cold guilt of cheating nor the burning craving for cock could be found on her face.
"Don't mind if I do," he replied, lining the object of her desire to her eagerly waiting cunt.
She took his length with just a slight fluttering of her eyes to reflect the pleasure she was feeling. However, it lacked the sheer sense of fullness that a dick the size of Howard's could give her.
'So̶mé coc͡k̀s ͟a̛r͘e ̕ j̵u͝s̴t b̧et͟tér ͠tha͜n ot̵h̸er̛s,' shethought resignedly. Now that she knew how much farther pleasure went, she wouldn't be so easily satisfied by something lesser. That didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself as much as the situation allowed.
Just the mere presence of a dick inside her pussy served to give her a much needed relief. It wouldn't last past their intercourse, however, not unless he gave it to her relentlessly for hours.
Again, she didn't keep her hopes up. Although he was fucking her frantically, she could feel him approaching climax. Certainly he wasn't cut from the same cloth as Howard, who could pound her all night long.
But her disappointment in him was soon dispelled when he slapped her exposed butt. It took all of her willpower not to moan in delight. It was like a switch had been hit and all of her sensations had been amplified tenfold.
"HnNNn!?" Saber squealed in surprise.
Perhaps it was just her pussy contracting in response to her surprise, but the pleasant tingling of her butt told a different story. Maybe it was just because, as a Servant, she could not receive damage or feel pain from things that lacked a supernatural component.
Whatever the case, it didn't change that her ass liked being spanked. She wanted him to do it again, but the tightening of her pussy proved to be the final straw.
The stranger grunted and buried his cock inside her as deep as its barely adequate length permitted, shooting his semen right into her. Saber's mind blanked from the heat of the seed inside her and the Mana that flowed through her from the exchange of fluids.
'This… this is great. I didn't know… I didn't know that being a slut was so good. Something like this can't possibly be wrong.'
Even though she was the King of Knights, the Once and Future King, she had been fucked by a stranger in a dirty alley and her mind couldn't find any reason why she should hate itìt̵ ͜w̡as pr̕ec͢ìs̸ely w̡hat ͠s͠h͜e͘ ̨w͢a҉s me̴an͢t́ ̸t̀o̕ do.
They remained there for a minute, panting from the combined exertion and pleasure, until he pulled his softening cock out of her. His cum dripped out of her pussy, staining her panties.
"Wew. That was nice," he said once he caught his breath, running a hand through his hair. "Oh, bloody hell. Look at how late it is. My wife is going to give me an earful when I get back home. Sorry sugar, but I got to go."
That statement pulled Saber out of her post orgasmic haze faster than a lightning through a stormy night.
"You… you are married?" she asked, h͖̯͇̻ͅo̰̦͓rri̸̜̘͎̗̠ͅf̳̼͍̭̱̖̥ie̞͉̣͔̩͓̮d̺͟ ͈̳̰̫͇̺relieved. Knowing that she shared this transgression with her fuck-mate put her at ease somewhat.
"Sadly yes. Why? Don't tell me a minx like you doesn't have a steady boyfriend as well?"
"Yes," she admitted, feeling th͈e҉ ̴̣̫̩̞̜co̼̕l̢̩̥ḑ͍ b͜l̡̼̦̺͚̰͙͉a͓͍͘d͚͓̬̻e͓͕̳̬̘̮̺͞ ̰̫̠̘̪ó̤f̩̪͚̦ ̛͇͍g͔u̫̯̰̼̖̲i̟̪̩ḽ̺̼ţ̟̪̹ ͇͓̰̞̘s̴͇̯̳̬̤t͚̻̙̱a͓̭̱͍b ̯̝̘̦̹͖a̺̪͕̟̠͖t̗̰͇ ͏͍͍͉̜̘͓̟h̡͈̬̣͔é͚͓r̶ c̷h͖̬͚̪̳͈e̶͍s͍̱̭̩̭̹t͙̭ annoyance at being reminded of it.
"See? Nothing to worry about then. We'll just keep this a secret between us, eh? If we ever meet again in the company of our partners, we'll just pretend we don't know each other," he said as he pulled up his pants.
"That's… that's probably for the best," she agreed, pulling up her own clothes too. The semen that had stained her panties was still warm against her pussy, and Saber f̴̲̩̥e͉̟̮͙͔̝l̀ͅt̴̖̯̭ ͓a͇̞̗̬̝͓s̗͔͈̲̯̭ͅh̰á̞̮̮̰̠͔̦m͓̳̘͇͙e͔͎d̡͈͕ ̢̯̼͕a͇̯͖̺͢b͟o̺̙̘̯u͏̖̙t͕̖̜ ̸̘͚̱̼̣̦̼h̲̤̗̪̥͚ọ̠͉͡w̺͇̻̞̰̤ ̥g̵̼̞͉̘̬ͅo҉o͕̮̖̬̰̣d̸͕̮̙ ͕̘͎̹̭̳͞i̬͚̪̦̮͠t̗͓ ̪͍̕f̷͔̻̫͙̜̹̞e͏̰͍l̬t̖̞̺̥͍̟ loved how it felt.
"And maybe we'll get to do an encore if we meet again. I usually visit that pub a couple of times a week. Drop by if you want another good time."
S̖̤̜͙̭̳a̠͓ḇ͕̜e̗̜̼͉̬̲r͍̝͉͖̠ d͈i̦̥̲̲d҉̦̥̻̟͈̣n҉͚'͔͖̺̹͍̺͚ṭ̥̬͈ ̯̩͍̟̺̦͜r̦̱̺͡e͏̻͍̠̗a̷̰̳͇̘̣̼̣l̲͎͖̺̱͙̀l̝͎̯̯͖͡y̧͖͉͚ ̻͔b̭͎̠͔ot̨̯̗͈h͍̠̩̟͉̫̠e̜̜͔̗̦̖͇ṟ̭͔ ̬̮͈̼̖̱̤͜r̠̳̦̯e͖̘ͅp̪̗̹l̜͎̲̲͝y̵̺̫i̦̲̹͙̠̠̙n̼̱̖͙͔̤g̱͙͙̦̳̟ ̖̦̲ͅh̺̻͉͈͍i̗͈̪̤̗̼̳s͢ ҉̪͕̼̼͕̮̖o̴̪̥̪͕̥̮̩f̵̼f̬̺͙͎̜̰̭e̢̠͍̝̫ṟ̨̜͙̣. "Of course," Saber replied. "You too. Feel free to approach me again whenever you wish. Discreetly, of course."
"Yeah. Wouldn't want to let the missus know she can't keep up right?"
"Indeed," Saber agreed. It was probably humiliating for a woman knowing that they couldn't satisfy their husbands, and it was nice of him to go behind her back to find relief, to preserve her feelings.
They walked out of the alley and went their separate ways, one whistling cheerfully and the other in d̦͝o͈͚̩͕̱w̸͍̼̟̤̱̟n҉̖̭̮̤c̣͍̗͍͚͎̪͜ạ̘̙̰͇̲̭s̨͎͈͙͓t̵̗̼͈͔̲̻̬ ͖̹́quiet silence. After everything that happened, they still didn't exchange names. He clearly didn't care about knowing hers and Saber liked it exactly that way.
She wasn't planning on seeing him ever again. If it happened it happened, but she wouldn't go looking for him either. Names were the foundation of attachments and she didn't want more of those. She had done her duty in letting him use her body and that was it.
She returned home with her head full of thoughts and her pussy full of his cum. The heat radiating from it felt oddly comforting a̢̜n̮̟̱̖̳͍̗d҉̝ ̛̩̯̼̜ͅi̪͖̥̖͙n̸̳̞̫̖̪̱̩ ̣͈͖̤̝̜̠a͓̣̳ṉ͙̳̮͘ ̮̘̣̖̝̭i̗̯̺̥̬ͅr̖̫̪̣̬̭̟͡on̴̞̘̜̩̫ḭ̖̲ć̳̬̩̳̟̩̰ ͖͉̝̱͡t͔͍̙w̼͓̬͙i̦̗͈s͔̯̳t͉̠̘̳͉͍̀,̪̝̤͘ ̥̮̘͔e̷̖x̜̮̲̼́ͅt͔̱r̘̞̞̥̩e̳̩m̜͔͙̺̭͕ͅe̺͓̹͖̱̖̲l̯͘ͅy͏̱͕̬̮̯ ̫͇̗͡d͏̯̹à̪̯͎̝̪̭̦m̠̟̠̺̤͠n͕̪͓i̶̹̯̣̦n̪͎ǵ̘̦̼.͔̖̙͍͙́
Through the course of the day, she had found more questions than she did answers. She still didn't know how to reconcile the awareness that being a slut w̥͠a̹șn͎'͉͉̭̭̤̰́ţ̘̯̻͕̪̤ ̠̹̬͈̩n͎̬͙e̹c̨̗̞̼̥͚e͏̣s̨͔ş͕̹̯͕a̷̜̪͍ͅr̷̝͎̖͚i͘ļ͕̯͙͇y̵͕ ̷̝̰͎b̤͕͔̺͞ạd̟ ̶͙į̠̠ṋ̵ ḁ̱͖n͍d̬͎͚̰ ̛̥̜̪o̡̩f͕̳͙͕͘ ͉į̤͎̖̯t̹̥̺s͖̠̝̪̤̱e̹̜̖̺͔̞l̺͇͇͖͓͎̪͢f̩was precisely what she was meant to be, with the fact that she was cheating on her rightful lovers.
How could she reconcile duty and love? There had to be a way, but it escaped her for the time being. She also didn't want to think about it too much at that moment, preferring rather to savor the heat radiating from the semen inside her womb.
Predictably, she was still very horny, but knowing she had done her job was enough to give her peace of mind.
Once home, she went right to bed, cradling that heat still inside of her.
She had no dream whatsoever.
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Elsewhere, while Saber slept under the corrupting influence of Gerard's seal at the corner of a dimly lit street in a relatively bad part of the town, stood the figure of Tohsaka Rin. One that anyone who knew her would have trouble recognizing.
Her hair, held up in a high ponytail, had been bleached blond and her skin had been temporarily tanned through the use of Magecraft. Back in Japan, that particular combination would have had her labeled a gyaru, especially considering the clothes she had picked to go with that look.
At her feet she wore heels that were as high as her black skirt was short, which was long enough to barely conceal her pussy but didn't really cover more than half her ass. As for the shirt, the red crop top she had worn was tight enough to basically be a second skin, and it clearly showed that she did not wear a bra underneath.
It was, undoubtedly, the look of a cheap street whore.
Even though she had always been highly sought and could get any price from men of high society for the opportunity to use her body, Rin had decided that she would do this at least once.
Why? Because her own degradation was the greatest turn on ever, matched only by the feeling of degrading others first-hand. Like most Magi, her body was the result of generations upon generations of selective breeding for the purpose of achieving the most talent for the practice of Magecraft.
For her to offer it on the street for a few pounds was tantamount to taking all the efforts of her ancestors, spitting upon it and then stomping down on it for good measure. Just thinking about it that way made her insanely wet.
Her arousal was such that it would be noticed dripping down her legs, stretched to their utmost limit as they were, even in such dim lighting.
She had been standing there for a while now, trembling with anticipation, for several reasons. While prostitution in the UK was legal, soliciting was strictly prohibited. If a patrol came by, they would surely arrest her.
Granted she could always get herself out of it with ease using Magecraft if so she wanted, but since she decided to do this thing, then she had chosen to be not Tohsaka the brilliant Magus, but rather Rin the dumb whore. A lowly woman good only at spreading her legs for petty cash. Cash that she would promptly turn to her pimp, keeping only the lesser part of it like a whore was meant to do.
Eventually she would go back to being the usual, high-prized merchandise, but at least once she wanted to experience being the lowest of the low, if only to discover how it made her feel.
So far she had absolutely nothing to complain about. Excitement and fear were a highly intoxicating cocktail that melted her insides with its heat. However, impatience was starting to build up. If no one came to pick her up soon she might have to finger herself right there and then, and while it would be kinky, totally free shows weren't really her things.
Fortunately, she didn't have to wait much longer. The rumble of an old engine could be heard getting closer, followed shortly after by the light of its headlights.
The car approached her position, drove past her with losing speed and then screeched to a halt a few meters down the road. The car rumbled in place for a few moments, then the driver put in the reverse and quickly backtracked to where Rin stood.
The vehicle was clearly past its prime and so was the man inside it. A forty-something looking guy with graying hair and an unkempt beard. She could smell the alcohol in him the moment he lowered the car window.
"Hi~!" She greeted cheerfully. "Are you looking for a good time?"
"Depends. How much does a good time cost?"
"Eh eh! Since it's my first night on the streets you can have me all night for just fifty pounds. Pretty cheap, isn't it?"
"Fifty pounds? What's this, a scam? You are one of them pigs, aren't you?" he asked through narrowed eyes.
Rin smiled, and lifted her already short skirt, showing exactly what she didn't really hide underneath.
"Oh, I am a pig, alright. And also a cow and a bitch and whatever else you want me to be tonight."
"Shite! No cop would ever go around like that, undercover or not. Get in!" he said, opening the door for her.
Rin got inside without hesitation and the car sped away with the screeching of tires on the asphalt.
"So, were you serious? I can do what I want with you all night for just fifty pounds?" he asked, looking in the rear mirror as if expecting a patrol to appear behind them.
"Absolutely," she answered happily. "My pimp wants me to get as much experience as I can in a short time, so he's selling me out for cheap."
"Why are you so chipper about it?"
"Be-ca-use~ I'm a freak who gets turned on from selling herself on the streets, that's why," she explained. "See? My pussy has been wet for hours waiting for someone to show up and buy me. If you passed by any later, you might have found me fucking myself on the sidewalk."
"Fuck! You really are a freak," he exclaimed.
"That's what I said. Are we there yet? I can't really wait to have your cock inside me," she said, rubbing his crotch with her dainty fingers. "How about I give you a sample?"
She leaned down on the seat and put her head into his lap, unzipping his trousers and freeing his stinky manhood. While it was not precisely dirty, it was clear he hadn't taken a shower in the last few hours, at least.
Rin was too horny to care about the smell and wrapped her greedy lips around it. Her altered tongue wrapped around the shaft in her mouth like a snake with its prey. Sparks of pure pleasure shot right to her brain, shortfusing what little reason she still had left.
"Bloody Hell," he sighed, up above her.
She threw one leg on the dashboard, giving her hand enough room to play with her pussy. The car was soon filled with enough wet noises coming from her higher and lower mouth to nearly drown out the noise of the old engine.
If there had been anyone on the sidewalk at that hour, it would have made for an interesting, if quick, sight. However Rin was in no position to fantasise about that, being fully engrossed by the stiff reality of the cock in her mouth.
Driven by her own self-pleasing tendencies, Gerard's Magecraft had sped up the transformation of Rin's body. Her mouth had the same sensitivity as her pussy when it was filled by dicks, so blowing cock was just as good as full intercourse.
To be honest, Rin preferred it. There was nothing quite like dropping to her knees and opening her mouth to express that she was a genuine whore.
Getting fucked in the pussy was too vanilla for her at this point and she was still not confident about using her ass.
Sucking dicks, however, was something that she had elevated to an art form, thanks in great part to the nimble thing that used to be her regular tongue. She could bring any man and herself to an orgasm just by wrapping and swirling it around a cock.
If that didn't specialize her in recreational sex, she didn't know what would.
It was on that thought that the man reached his climax and shot his creamy sperm right into her throat. Rin drank it all without remorse, eyes fluttering in pleasure from the feedback she was receiving from her mouth, tongue, throat and stomach.
Indeed, becoming the ultimate sex-toy was a much better endeavor than stupid Magecraft.
Magecraft had only taken things away from her, unlike whoredom. Although it had to be said that Magecraft had its uses in this line of business, such as giving her the stamina to keep up with her bottomless libido.
While she carefully polished his shaft with her mouth, the car took a sharp turn to the left and then stopped. Rin pulled her head up and saw that they had parked in front of a low rent apartment complex.
It was precisely the kind of place she'd expect a guy who drove a car like that to live. It was also a place where no one would think twice about seeing a prostitute like her.
They quickly got out of the car. Rin didn't even bother fixing her skirt before following him upstairs. He turned around every few steps just to make sure she was still there. It was only natural.
Rin was a world class beauty, and while she might be at the receiving end of racist remarks more often than not, the truth was that Asian women like her were a major turn on for many men. Her naturally tight body, which curves had been enhanced by Magecraft, was that of a goddess.
Buying her for the night for fifty pounds was like winning the lottery. This man might have just used his entire lifetime supply of luck by running into her. Of course Rin would make sure he would not regret a thing even if he died the next day.
His apartment turned out to be about as messy as she expected, with empty bottles of assorted alcoholics drinks strewn about. The smell was far from flattering as well. In short, it was a pigsty and therefore the most appropriate place for a pig like her to be fucked.
As soon as he closed the door behind her, he grabbed her ass and led her to the couch.
"Bend over!" he said, whipping out his hard cock again.
Rin did exactly as he asked, putting one knee over the couch for a sexier position, smiling at him from behind her shoulder and wiggling her ass enticingly at him. His eyes flashed predatorily at the sight, but he stopped himself before jumping right in and started patting his pockets.
"Shite! I had a condom somewhere…"
"A condom? Oh, my. That won't do at all. The promotional price is available only if you pump every last bit of cum inside my fuck holes."
"But… you could get pregnant," he protested, even though he was obviously aroused at the perspective.
"Oh. You needn't worry about that. I've taken my precautions, and in the off-chance they won't work, that just means it was my fate to be bred by you."
"Just so we're clear, I won't pay a dime to raise a bastard kid."
"Of course not. I'm a professional, you know. The consequences of my job are all on me. Now, are you going to fuck me, or are you calling it quits?"
"Like hell I would," he immediately said, grabbing her ass and lining his cock to her dripping pussy.
"That's what I wanted to heeaaarrrr!" Rin moaned as he pushed his length inside her. Fucking a stranger was really awesome. Unlike her high-profile clients, who put up a front of dignity by chatting her up and pretending to care about her personality, this guys didn't even bother asking her name. He just bought her and that was it.
Extorting high sums of money for a night of sex with a millionaire was more profitable, but being fucked like a cheap street whore was a lot more degrading and pleasurable.
'I might just make this a regular thing,' she considered. It was another option in a rapidly expanding universe of possibilities. She should really have started whoring herself out in high school. So much time wasted….
Oh well, she had every opportunity to make up for it.
"Fuck! What is this?" the man exclaimed.
Rin's pussy had constricted around his shaft like a vice grip, but it wasn't just that. After she had fully accepted Gerard's Magecraft into herself, she had acquired a much better control over her body, to the point where she could manipulate her inner walls with great dexterity.
A guy who put his cock inside her pussy would find himself reaching an orgams even if he didn't move at all.
"Hehehe!" she giggled. "How do you like my first-rate Asian pussy? Do you enjoy it? I train it for hours every day."
"Best pussy I ever had. I'm going to be fucking you all night long. I'm going to make the best out of every single penny of those fifty pounds."
"Do your best. Or your worst. I can take anything and everything."
"We'll see about that!" he roared as he grabbed her hair and started pounding, much to Rin's delight.
Other people could say what they wanted, but this was Life with a capital L for Rin, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
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When the sunlight brushed gently against her face, Saber stirred awake, and pulled herself from the mattress with a small yawn.
She was a bit dazed, but otherwise fine. She had slept soundly, having had no dream whatsoever.
How long was it that she had such a good night of rest, waking without feeling worried about something or other? She really couldn't tell. Perhaps never.
But things had changed. They were getting better. She had found Rin and surely in the future they would also get Shirou back safely. Certainly, it would not be easy, it never was. However, for the first time in a long while, she felt greatly optimistic about the future.
And she owed it all to being a woman, to being a slut.
Whatever reservation Saber might have had, she was past denying that there were merits to being a loose woman. She would have not been able to accomplish a thing if she had taken the higher moral ground and refused to have sex with other people. She would have died and Rin would still be in captivity.
If she couldn't admit the things that were right in front of her, she would never go anywhere.
King, Knight, Slut. She was these three things simultaneously and while they were in conflict at an intellectual level, they somehow worked together for the best. No, they really didn't conflict as much as she first thought they did.
All three, if done with righteousness, where roles in service of others. Indeed, a slut was merely an extension of the first two. Naturally, it wasn't as important or fundamental as the other two, even though she, as every other woman, was born a slut.
But at least now that she knew her role, she felt less pained in cheating on her lovers. She wasn't okay with it in any shape or form but it was strictly necessary that he let other people fuck her.
Of course, if she had learned anything, it was that she was awfully unqualified. For one thing, she needed to learn how to control her reactions. Just the previous night, a less than excellent cock had her nearly squealing just from stimulating her butt a little bit. She needed to build up her confidence.
As the King of Knights, she had an image to uphold. It wouldn't do for her to lose her composure and fall in animalistic behavior. She needed training, which is why she had signed up for that room, later.
She was looking forward to the experience, but first she had another day of work ahead of her. Also, after her ordinary shift it would be her turn again to service Howard once more.
Saber licked her lips in anticipation, mouth quirking in a lecherous smile that she immediately schooled back into an impassive face. Just the thought of that juicy cock was enough to break her composure.
Clearly, she was still inexperienced and needed more training.
A lot more training, which she planned to get as soon as possible.
All thoughts of tracking down Rin's kidnappers had taken a secondary spot in her mind.
She had more important things to worry about.
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AN: Hi everyone! I'm not dead. I've decided to come back to this site in spite of its limitations. I'm going to upload several chapters in a row now (up to chapter 39) so sit back and have fun. I've started a Discord since the site doesn't allow for conversations. DM for the invite.