There's a soft inhalation of breath, and then a responding exhalation. After that, a small, but truly pleased smile.

"Now… now I am a true pharaoh. And it's all thanks to you, Mast-"

"No."

Sometimes Shigure was a bit of a bastard. Scratch that, sometimes he was a lot of a bastard. The Master of Chaldea just couldn't help himself. There were just some girls that were made to be properly bullied, at the end of the day. And as he stood there, watching Nitocris, Avatar of the Sky falter before his words, the smile on her face slowly fading as she looks at him in distress and confusion, Shigure knows that he's going to be quite the bully today.

"W-What? I… I don't understand. What do you mean, Master?"

Rather than immediately answer her, Shigure poses a question instead.

"What am I to you, Servant?"

Blinking at the non-sequitur, Nitocris looks taken aback, even as she answers dutifully.

"You are the one who summoned me. You are my Master, and the Master of Chaldea."

Shigure grins slightly as he nods. He's not exactly leading her here, he's merely playing off of the neurosis that he knows the insecure woman already has. After all, someone like Nitocris would need to rationalize her service to him. Luckily for Shigure, he already had a couple of pharaohs under his belt before the exotic bunny Servant even came along.

"Indeed I am. And am I not king of all I survey? Does this not make me a Pharaoh in my own right?"

There's a silent pause, before Nitocris responds softly.

"Yes, Master."

A sharp look from Shigure has her correcting herself quickly.

"Y-Yes, Pharaoh!"

Smirking, Shigure cocks his head to the side.

"Ah… but do I not command other pharaohs as well? The Sun King Ozymandias. The King of Conquerors Iskandar. Both great and powerful pharaohs in their own right, aren't they? And they follow my will. Tell me, my dear Servant. Why is that?"

Nitocris flinches at the mere mention of both her peers name. But then of course, she hides it well, but Shigure knows that she's never believed she measures up to them. How could she? In life, she was a pharaoh only in name, a queen pushed up as a puppet. Even if she was still the child of god and possessed the strength to BE a pharaoh, she was never truly given the chance to become as great as her peers.

But he's asked her a question, and as his Servant's bunny ears twitch, he knows Nitocris is properly processing his words and her feelings on the matter. In the end, she speaks… and it's exactly what Shigure wants to hear.

"You are… you are a Pharaoh among pharaohs, my Master. You are a G-Grand Pharaoh of sorts, p-perhaps?"

"Perhaps?"

"N-No, I mean… certainly. You are most definitely the Grand P-Pharaoh."

Stepping forward, Shigure enters the ascension circle and Nitocris' personal space in the same breath. He's taller by just a bit, if one doesn't count her bunny ears… but his height wouldn't matter here anyways, as Nitocris shrinks back, allowing him to easily loom over her as she cowers away from who she perceives to be a greater pharaoh.

Shigure speaks softly as he stares down into Nitocris' wide eyes.

"Then… as Grand Pharaoh, I decree you unworthy of the title. You are no pharaoh, my darling Servant. You will never be a true pharaoh."

Nitocris' wide eyes immediately begin to water as her lower lip trembles. If Shigure were more susceptible to the face of a crying girl, he might have stopped it all right there and taken it all back. But if anything, seeing her close to tears, seeing this child of god inches from breaking… it only made him all the more aroused as he smiled wickedly.

"Your purpose, Nitocris… is on your knees. Your purpose… is to serve me."

He's still speaking in that soft, silken tone. But it's as if every single word he uses on her hits with the force of a sledgehammer, as if he's cracking her psyche with each and every blow. She's practically swaying on her feet now, trembling before him, but not yet kneeling. No, that will require one final touch.

Lifting his hand, Shigure closes it into a fist and shows Nitocris the Command Seals upon it. Her eyes widen just a bit more as he nods, his wicked smile still in place.

"The proof of my authority over you, Servant. The proof of your inferiority. Cum, Nitocris. Feel the pleasure of absolute obedience to your Pharaoh."

The Command Seal flares up and disappears in the next instant. Nitocris barely has time to react before she's crying out, her eyes rolling back in her head and her legs finally buckling beneath her. She falls to her knees as she squirts messily all over the floor, looking more like the bunny slut Shigure has always secretly envisioned her as, then the faux haughty bitch of a Servant playing at being a pharaoh.

For a moment, Shigure just regards the climaxing girl in silence. He watches her come down from her pleasure high, sees the moment when that dusky skin flushes with the shameful realization of how weak she is. As expected, this tips her over the edge. Her already fragile ego is shattered, her pride laid to waste… and she is everything Shigure hoped for as he spent time and energy on training her up, on empowering her.

Because no matter how powerful she is, Nitocris is his and she must always know it. Just like every other Servant in Chaldea is HIS. Shigure's smile is a truly frightening sight to behold as the bunny-eared beauty goes from her knees to prostrating herself before him. Her forehead touches the floor, as do her palms as she stretches her arms out. The tips of her fingers touch the tips of his shoes as she all but worships the ground he's standing upon… as she worships HIM.

"M-Master… G-Grand Pharaoh… you are right, of course. I am a failure as a pharaoh. I am a failure… please, Grand Pharaoh… make use of me in whatever way you see fit. Please, allow me t-to still s-serve you in some c-capacity."

She's trying to hide the tears, but he can hear them in her voice all the same. How cute. Nitocris has reached the stage where she can no longer deny the 'truth' he's forcing her to confront. Now she's afraid he will abandon her, that he will de-summon her or something and let her simply fade away. She's afraid of being… left behind again.

As Shigure expected. And he's quite ready to make use of her.

"Sit up. I have a new role for you, and you will give me your full attention as I explain."

Rising from her position of prostration, Nitocris slides her palms back onto the tops of her legs and sits back on her heels as she stares up at him. There are still tears streaming down her face and Shigure valiantly resists the urge to lean in and lick them up. But there's also the glint of hope in Nitocris' eyes, the dusky-skinned Servant eager to know what he has in mind for her. She's also fearful of course, but that fear is abating, slowly but surely.

Now that she 'knows' she'll never truly be worthy of the title of pharaoh, a lot of the façade she'd been putting up all this time is being rapidly discarded in favor of becoming whatever he wants of her. Reaching out, Shigure grabs hold of one of Nitocris' bunny ears. He smirks when she shivers in response, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment. As expected, it feels good to have her ears stroked and petted.

Moving his hand around, Shigure then gathers both of her ears up in one palm… and pulls. Nitocris cries out at the sudden pain and whimpers as she looks up at him with fresh tears in her eyes. Shigure just smiles as he gazes down at her.

"I've always liked these. So, we'll incorporate them into your new role. You, my dear Servant, will become my Sex Bunny Priestess. You will serve under me as my worshipful slave. A fitting role for a failure of a pharaoh such as yourself, don't you think? It only makes sense that you be put to some use in service to a true pharaoh, yes?"

"Y-Yes… my P-Pharaoh."

Chuckling, Shigure reaches down with his other hand, and with a few deft, practiced movements, he pulls his cock out and flops it across Nitocris' unsuspecting face. The newly titled 'Sex Bunny Priestess' gasps in shock, her eyes widening as his massive meat smacks down diagonally onto her features, causing her eyes to go crossed just trying to see the thick cock that he's now gracing her with.

"Go on then, Priestess. Worship me. Show me how much you love your new position."

There're more tears at that, of course. But her negative emotions are directed at herself, not at him. After all, he's the 'Grand Pharaoh' and as such is above reproach. Her failure is her own, or so Nitocris believes. And it's up to her to prove to him that she can still be of use, even now. So, while she's hesitant and tentative and altogether slow, the dusky-skinned bunny's tongue does eventually slip out to lick at his cock.

And slowly but surely, she starts to go to work, growing more enthusiastic the more Shigure either pulled on her ears to get her to speed up, or the more he groaned his approval. Staring down at the female Servant, Shigure marvels at how easy it was to break her. But then, some people just have massive weaknesses, so exploitable, if you're in the right position to do so.

And a Master to a Servant, especially in a place like Chaldea where there's only one Master and so many Servants that could replace you… well, needless to say, this was the perfect place to do this, and Nitocris was the perfect Servant to build up, only to break her down. Making her strong, helping her reach her full potential… and then, once they both knew she could reach no higher, telling her that she still wasn't good enough, that she'd NEVER be good enough.

Oh yes, it made this, what had followed, so much sweeter. Groaning, Shigure brings both hands down to the base of Nitocris' bunny ears. He grips them harshly, causing the female Servant to yelp around his cock, even as he slams forward into her throat, beginning to face fuck her while using her ears as handholds for support.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

That's right, my slutty little bunny priestess! Take it! Take your pharaoh's cock! Fuuuuck!"

It was just too good. Not just the act of oral sex itself, but everything leading up to this point. Shigure couldn't hold back anymore, not after everything that had transpired up to this point. He groans and then he begins to let loose. Nitocris chokes on his seed, and belatedly Shigure pulls out as he releases the rest of his truly massive load onto her unsuspecting face, painting that dusky skin of hers white with his thick, viscous ejaculate.

For a moment, there's silence. And then that moment drags on as Shigure regards the mess he's made of his new priestess with some level of awe. Mostly directed at himself, but he has to admit, Nitocris is absolutely gorgeous with a good helping of his seed on her face. Only when the female Servant reaches up, ostensibly to wipe his cum from her eyes or something, does Shigure stop her.

"No. Leave it untouched, my dear priestess. And rise… I have some things for you."

He grins as Nitocris obeys without a word. Though she does give a delicious, satisfying whimper as she rises to her feet, standing and fidgeting in the center of the Ascension Room. Gone is the woman who was so proud of reaching her full potential. In her place is a shy, insecure maiden who wants nothing more than to please her Master.

As Shigure turns to the bag of items he brought with him just for this outcome, he grins wickedly. This… was going to be fun.

-x-X-x-

There are murmurs and whispers as Shigure and Nitocris walk through the halls of Chaldea. And then there are the not-so-quiet questions that some of his more brazen Servants ask him. After all, it was practically an open secret that today was the day Shigure would Ascend Nitocris to her full potential. It was also an open secret that she had intentions to proposition him for sex once she could stand as a pharaoh in her own right, as his equal.

But she was not his equal now. Not with her face covered in his dried cum, one of her eyes squinted shut and the other only half open and bleary. Not with her jaw stretched open around a massive ball-gag, her drool slipping from her pouty lower lip. And certainly not with her arms bound behind her back and a collar around her neck that flowed down to a leash in Shigure's grasp. There was nothing about the pair, as they walked the halls of Chaldea, that screamed 'equal'.

So, when one of his Servants asked what happened, Shigure happily told them. Nitocris had failed him. She wasn't worthy of being called pharaoh. She wasn't worthy of being anything but his Sex Bunny Priestess now. And as he told them this, he knew Nitocris heard. Her shoulders would slump every time, and she hunched in on herself more and more, until he would reach back and give her perfect, dusky-skinned posterior a nice smack, telling her to straighten her posture.

He liked her back straight and her head held high. With that and her arms tied behind her back, her tits jutted out beautifully for all to see. Most importantly, for HIM to see. Regardless, they continued Nitocris' walk of shame all the way to her quarters. By the time they reached her door, no one was around. It was just the two of them, as Shigure slammed his delicious, gorgeous bunny priestess into her door face first, one hand on the back of her neck and the other sliding down between her thighs to thrust up into her cunt.

She was so, SO wet… just as Shigure had expected, just as he'd intended. A mewl leaves Nitocris' throat and she moans a moment later quite wantonly as she squirms on his fingers, shifting back and forth to trap his digits between her thighs. But after a moment, Shigure just pulls back, leaving her to whine helplessly in his grasp.

"You're so wet, my darling priestess. So eager to take my cock."

"Y-Yes, my Pharaoh! I… I need it… please, use me as you will."

Shigure just smiles… and lets Nitocris go. He opens her door and pushes her inside with a kick to her ass in the next moment, leaving the bound Servant on the floor of her quarters as he stares down at her from the doorway.

"No. You haven't earned it yet. Sleep well, my darling priestess."

The look of utter horror on Nitocris' face, at seeing all of her humiliation and her shame and her degradation lead to no actual payoff… mm, it's enough to keep Shigure satisfied for a long time to come, even as he closes her door in her face and walks off, whistling a jaunty tune with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

That was every bit as fun as he'd believed it would be.

-x-X-x-

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