Saber's day had been a nightmare.
Working as head of staff was not a simple task, not even for a king of legend like herself. Although her charisma made things flow smoother with her subordinates, there was still a disproportionate amount of tasks to see to and while it normally wouldn't trouble her, doing so while in a permanent state of semi-arousal was extremely vexing.
She felt a profound sense of confusion and she realized that she didn't really know her own body. Having sealed it away for decades inside the cage of duty she hadn't really had the chance to explore her sexuality. Now that the seal had been removed, Saber discovered that her body had needs and that it cared little for what her mind said about them.
Still, she had suffered through worse and she could still perform her duty admirably regardless of it.
This situation went on for days, with her suffering from this curse during work and trying to stifle it when at home. Saber never thought that she would be happy that Rin was hardly ever home so that she could masturbate freely.
Eventually, a sort of balance was found and while the arousal was still present, Saber had learned to coexist with it somewhat. Of course, the thing about balances is that they never stay the same for long.
"Have you seen Clara?" Saber asked one of the other maids. "I have sent her to fetch the wine from the cellar more than half an hour ago and she still hasn't returned."
"I can't say that I have, Miss," the young woman replied with deference. Saber did not ask for her colleagues to address her with formality, however they did it all the same.
"Well, I'm going to look for her," she declared and took off in direction of the wine cellar.
Being the huge mansion that Howard's place was, it wasn't unusual that it took a long time to go from one area to another, but the wine cellar wasn't that distant. It took Saber all of five minutes to get there, only to find no one in there.
At least Claire hadn't tripped down the stairs and broken her neck, but then where did she go?
Shrugging, Saber returned to the ground floor and headed back toward the kitchen. Maybe Claire had been sidetracked and had already returned in the meantime.
She was walking through the large empty corridors when she heard a voice.
"...yes."
It was very feeble and had she been anyone else, it would have gone unheard.
Saber felt immediately suspicious. This area was largely reserved for the guests and as there were currently none staying, no one was supposed to be around. She naturally decided to investigate.
With slow measured steps she made her way in the direction from where she thought the voice had come from. As she proceeded, it became more audible and with it stranges creaking sounds could be heard.
In the end, she stood in front of a door, which she carefully opened just enough to look inside. Sounds and smell washed over her like a tidal wave.
"Yes! Harder, sir!"
She promptly froze at the sight of what was happening in there. She had just found Claire and she wasn't alone. Their employer Howard Ogdenson was there.
Seating on the bed.
Butt naked.
With a half undressed Claire bouncing on his lap, back turned to him and facing towards the door.
Any possibility that this could be anything but a consensual act was immediately rejected by the look of utter enjoyment on the maid's face. Saber had never seen such an ecstatic expression before on anyone's face before.
She lowered her gaze to the maid's chest. Her uniform had been unbuttoned and her breasts exposed. They were currently being firmly grasped by Howard's pudgy hands.
Further down, her skirt had been pulled up to her hips, so that she could spread her legs wide open as she was doing. From where Saber was standing, she could see everything that was happening down there.
She could see every inch of Howard's manhood piercing the folds of Claire's womanhood and she couldn't avoid being shocked.
How could that not be painful? That thing… that inhuman thing… how could it be inside her and not rip her apart?
So thick and veiny, it looked like a ravenous beast. It was smoothly sliding in and out of Claire's pussy as she impaled herself - willingly - upon it.
"Is this what you wanted, slut?" Howard grunted. "Is this what you were hoping for when you came to work without panties and flashed me your pussy?"
"Yyyeessss!" Claire moaned without ever stopping from swinging her hips on Howard's penis.
This behavior was beyond inappropriate for an employer and his employee. It was beyond inappropriate for human beings. It wasn't sex as much as it was animalistic mating.
'Hot.'
That's what Saber thought, because that's what she was feeling. Even though this behavior was beyond unacceptable, her body reacted at the sight of it all the same. Her custom-tailored uniform felt suddenly uncomfortable and overly tight around her slender frame. Her barely restrained arousal had surged several folds, making her nipples harden against her bra and causing her womanhood to flood her underwear with its nectar.
The entire thing was made several times worse by the bestial smell that had soaked the room and that was now leaving it by the opening Saber had created, making her bear the full brunt of it.
A mixture of sweat and sex that caused her mind to recoil and her body to quiver.
'What is this… madness?'
Saber was acutely aware of the divide between her mind her and her body and was caught between conflicting directives. On one hand, she shouldn't have been witnessing this event. As it was consensual, she had no right to put an end to it either.
On the other hand, her eyes were glued on the scene and while she could have turned her gaze away, a strong sense of curiosity stayed her. It wasn't directed toward the two lovers as much as it was aimed to herself.
'Just how hot is my body going to get?' she wondered. She had honed the perfect fighting machine that was her body through years of relentless training and even more years of fierce battles. Yet as of this moment, she realized that she didn't know it at all.
With each passing second, her rationale was gradually chipped away as her arousal swelled more and more. Her white cotton panties had become so drenched in her juices that they were almost transparent. A rivulet of arousal slipped past the over-soaked material of her undergarment and slid down her leg.
She unconsciously licked her dry lips and without her noticing her hands started to roam across her body.
She hadn't realized that every time she yielded to her body's demands and masturbated, she hadn't built a resistance to them, but rather she had decreased it.
She didn't notice what was happening until her own treacherous fingers tugged at her hardened nipple in a move that she had long since become familiar with.
"...!"
Through superhuman reflexes she stifled the moan that nearly escaped her throat.
'What… am I… doing?' she wondered with her clouded mind. 'I shouldn't be doing… this is wrong.'
Yet, she could not refute that the shock that coursed through her body at the mere pinch of her nipple had felt mind-numbingly good. Better than anything she had achieved in the loneliness of her past several nights.
Therefore, she could not find the strength to stop her other hand as she slid down her abdomen, pulling up the skirt of her uniform, only to reach further deep between her legs.
"Nnnh!" she inhaled sharply through the nose as her finger touched the folds of her womanhood through her soaked panties. The added pressure squeezed even more of her womanly juices out of the cotton, causing a few droplets to fall to the floor beneath her feet.
Of course she wasn't in any condition to notice such an insignificant detail, busy as she was watching her employer ruthlessly thrust his member inside of Claire tight snatch.
"Harder, sir!" the maid implored. "Please, fuck me harder."
"You insatiable little slut," Howard laughed. "Just admit that you love my cock!"
"Ah! Yes! I do sir! I love your cock so much! Please, let me have more of it! Pleeease!"
"Ah! How could I refuse when you ask for it so nicely?"
He pushed her down on the floor, where she laid with her butt held high. Without having removed his cock from inside her during this movement, he started pounding at her with animalistic fury.
"Yeeeesss!" Claire howled, her voice muffled by the carpet where her face was buried. Saber could not see her face from that angle, but she could see the figure of Howard, stark naked as he pistoned furiously his grotesque cock inside the young woman.
By all means, it should have been a disgusting sight, but Saber could not take her eyes off. Instead, she increased the speed at which her fingers rubbed her panty-clad womanhood, making soft, squelching noises as more and more droplets of arousal splattered on the floor between her feet.
Her legs trembled and her knees threatened to give in. It took all of her effort to keep herself standing, so that she wouldn't be found out.
So that she could keep watching.
"I'm about to cum," he grunted. "Where do you like it best, slut?"
"My mouth!" Claire answered promptly. "I want to drink it!"
"You better not waste a drop of it," Howard said as he pulled his cock out of her pussy before turning her around. Straddling her chest, he held her head up by the hair with one hand, while the other stroked his beefy manhood, aiming it to her open mouth.
"Drink up!" he groaned and a moment later thick ropes of semen shot out of his shaft, right between Claire's parted lips.
It poured all into the maid's mouth, right until it couldn't hold a drop more, so Howard just let it splatter all over her face instead, until she became completely unrecognizable.
Saber couldn't believe her eyes. From start to finish it had been something completely out of her imagination. She didn't know human beings could have sex this way, that they would subject themselves to such acts, even begging for them.
And this man, this pig vaguely looking like a human was the one who haunted her dreams. This man, who after ejaculating enough to fill a bucket still sported an erection.
Despite finding him repugnant, she could not deny the intensity of his manliness.
'What vigor.'
She could not look away from the scene.
She could not pry her eyes away from his grotesque member.
She could not stop her hands from moving her panties aside.
She could not stop her fingers from pushing into her wet folds.
She could not hold the moan the welled up her throat.
"Nhaah!"
"Who's there?" Howard asked.
Saber nearly jumped on the spot and before he could get up from his position, she turned tail and run, disappearing around the corner before he could open the door.
She sought refuge in one of the many unused rooms that dotted the mansion, hastily closing the door behind her before sliding down on against it to rest on the cold floor. The contact of the cool surface against her damp underwear forced her to acknowledge her condition.
Her nipples were hard as rock, pushing against the material of her blouse and her panties were so wet one could thinks she had soiled herself.
A profound sense of shame washed over her, but it did nothing to appease the flame that was still burning between her legs.
'Is this really my body?' she wondered. She couldn't understand herself anymore. The only thing she knew for certain was that she could not return to work like that. Neither with her panties soaked or with her body still demanding satisfaction.
She had to calm herself first, and there was just one way to get it done.
Meanwhile, Howard rubbed his finger on the small pool of juices that formed where Saber had stood just a little bit earlier.
It looked like someone was being naughty all on her own.
That wouldn't do. As the Master of the house, it was his duty to see that all of his employee were... satisfied with their job.
Fortunately, the entire mansion was riddled with cameras. It would take him very little effort to discern the identity of the voyeur, and then...
Sitting in her private study at the Clock Tower, Rin was writing down a report on the result of her latest experiments.
Things were proceeding smoothly. Funding kept flowing and her reputation was at an all time high.
This was everything she had been hoping to accomplish as a Magus since she had inherited the Tohsaka Crest.
Yet, rather than feeling any sense of accomplishment, Rin felt rather bored. Certainly, success felt nice but frankly speaking, magecraft didn't hold the same appeal it used to. It had stopped being a passion and it had become a job. A chore she had to perform in order to keep her lifestyle.
Yes, she would rather be doing something completely different, like putting on an indecent skirt and strut the streets wearing nothing underneath.
Speaking of which, she had recently realized she was sorely lacking in terms of clothing. Everything she owned was ranged from conservative to somewhat cute. She could pull off sexy because she herself was smoking hot.
She liked it that way to a degree. There was a lot of fun in keeping up a facade of morals upon a layer of debauchery; however, she wanted to experience the opposite end of the spectrum. She wanted to wear something undeniably whorish. Something that would have men ask her how much she wanted for a blowjob.
"Hmm," she moaned at the thought, running a hand down her body and to her already wet pussy.
Arousal had become a permanent state for her. There wasn't a single moment when she didn't crave sex. Whenever her mind was idle, she would fantasize about it.
Much of what her mind came up with was only a fantasy. There was plenty of stuff she would have liked to try, but she lacked either the courage or the needed skills.
Her experience was limited to just two men whose sexual skills were exceptional and one guy whom she could only blow because she couldn't handle his size.
She was a rookie, that much was undeniable, but she had intended to rack up experience as quickly as possible.
With the body that Gerard had given her, according to him, there was nothing she couldn't do given enough practice.
Ah, Gerard. Words couldn't describe the feelings she harbored for him. He went for being someone she detested - how incredibly stupid of her - to someone she trusted above all others.
After all, it was him who exposed her true self. It was him who showed her that morals and dignity were nothing more than fancy words to describe a cage.
It was him who set her free.
The only way she could hope to pay back what she felt she owed him was making the best use of his gifts.
With that decision, she set out for a day of clothes shopping
Rin stepped into the shop and looked around. If she had to describe what kind of clothes it sold, the best word would be trashy.
Every single item for sale was extremely cheap, which wasn't surprising since it was located in one of the seedier parts of town.
Ripped jeans, shorts, t-shirts. It was the opposite of what she wore.
The clerk, a young man not yet in his twenties, looked her up and down like she didn't belong in there, but quickly smiled at her and greeted her politely.
"How may I help you?" he asked.
"Oh, I'm just browsing," she replied easily.
"Please, feel free to ask if you need anything."
Rin nodded and started to check out the clothes. She had seen a few girls around town and they gave her a vague idea of how she wanted to look.
She took her time to pick exactly what she wanted all the while she felt the clerk checking her out.
A naughty idea popped up in her mind. She took the clothes she intended to try and headed toward the changeroom.
She drew the curtain but left accidentally open a little, just enough that the clerk could catch a glimpse of her. She started undressing at a pace that was just slow enough not to be awkward.
Shoes and socks were gone first, quickly followed by her shirt. She unhooked her bra next, letting her breasts bounce free.
With every piece of clothing she removed, she felt the intensity of his gaze increase tenfold.
It was way better than stripping at the club. At the Velvet Room, no one would so much as blink and while lust was palpable, there was no rule-breaking, no shattering of social norms. Stripping at the club was an honest-to-god job.
Sheer exhibitionism was much naughtier and thus much more exciting.
In the mirror she could see the clerk rubbing his crotch as she stared at her. Unfortunately for him, Rin did nothing for free.
As she made to unbutton her skirt she accidentally brushed her elbow against the curtain to slide completely close.
She chuckled to herself when she heard a disappointed groan come from outside. The poor fool would probably have a hard on for the rest of the day because of her.
He'd probably do anything to get off while watching her.
Another naughty idea came up in her mind. Maybe, if she played her cards right…
A few minutes later, after she had tried on the new clothes and decided she liked them, she removed them again and folded them neatly.
Then, while still naked, she stuck her head out of the curtain, making sure that nothing else was visible.
"Excuse me," she called out.
"Y-yes?" the clerk answered. "How can I help you?"
"Could you... come here for a minute?"
He blinked and quickly walked around the counter, approaching the change room with a hopeful look in his eyes.
Certainly he was already fantasizing like he had done several times about getting some with one of the prettiest customers.
"I don't know how to say it, but I seem to have forgot my wallet, but I really need to have these clothes for tonight" she explained. "Do you think I could maybe pay tomorrow?"
The clerk sighed. So it was something like that.
"I'm sorry, Miss. That goes against store policy."
"I see," she replied dejectedly. "Then would you accept a different payment perhaps?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure what sort of- ?"
The question died in his mouth as Rin grabbed him and dragged him inside the changeroom with her.
"It's simple," she whispered as she pressed her naked body against him. "I'll let you do anything you want to me and I'll get out without paying a single penny."
If people were willing to pay to have sex with her, she thought, then couldn't she use sex to pay for things as well? It was so obvious yet it had never crossed her mind until then. She would never pay cash for anything again if she could help it.
Rather than waiting for his answer, she kissed him deeply. After a brief moment of hesitation he started kissing her back, while his hands roamed her body.
He was very clumsy, clearly a virgin, but she didn't care. As long as he had a dick she could suck on he would be adequate.
It had been several hours since the last time she had any and her body was already aching.
Gerard had told her that the price for her new body was a constant need for semen, that would become stronger the longer she went without.
She didn't mind. She had already decided that she would exploit every opportunity to whore herself out. Being a cum-craving slut was just icing on the cake.
She broke off the kiss and dropped to her knees.
"I.. I can't believe this is really happening," he stuttered.
"It's your lucky day," she told him as she extricated his hard dick from his pants. It was so small... no, it was normal and she had just gotten used to seeing much bigger ones.
Still, it had the unmistakable musky smell she had come to love and she didn't hesitate to put it into her mouth.
"Oooh! Fuck!" he groaned.
Rin might have said something along the same line if her mouth had been free. The feeling of a cock on her tongue was indescribable. From taste to texture, her taste buds sent sparks of approval to her brain.
How could she had ever gone for years without sucking a single dick? So much time wasted... she needed to make up for it and thus started sucking on the one currently in her mouth with something akin to earnest desperation.
Her exceedingly nimble tongue wrapped around his length like a slippery snake, rubbing and squeezing it like it had a life of its own.
With her technique, it didn't take long for him to reach the apex. He had really no time to warn her before he let out a groan and shot his semen right into her mouth.
"Oh, shit. I'm sorry I-"
But Rin didn't say anything and just let his cock out of her mouth. She looked up at him and parted her lips, letting out her long tongue and showing him his white seed. The she closed it again and swallowed it in one gulp.
An unbelievable warmth spread through her that made her whole body tingle and her eyes flutter as a minor orgasm coursed through her.
"Ahhhh~ Delicious," she muttered, licking her lips.
"Oh my god," the clerk said in awe. If his dick had been going flaccid it was back up at full mast. "Y- you are..."
"Say it," she purred, nuzzling her face against his meat, adoringly, all the while her fingers kept toying with her pussy.
"You're such a slut."
"Hmm. Close, but not quite. Still, you deserve a reward for trying."
She stood up and turned around, leaning against the mirror, using two fingers to spread open her pussy while wiggling her ass to him.
"Come."
He didn't need to be told twice. He slid into her waiting pussy without effort.
"Hnn!" Rin moaned joyfully. "Yes!"
Her voice spurred him into a frenzy and he started thrusting away at her with abandon. He had zero technique and was only focused in getting himself off, but Rin absolutely loved it.
Gerard could and would make her reach an orgasm several times before he did so himself, which was great, but the thing she liked the most about the entire thing was being used like an object, and between that and the changes done to her body, it no longer mattered whether or not her partner was any good.
She looked at her reflection and approved of what she saw. She was being fucked by a guy whose name she didn't even know in exchange of a bunch of slutty clothes she could have easily bought with little money.
The image of her own self-degradation made her reach her climax and her pussy firmly squeezed the clerk's dick for all it was worth, causing him to blast his cum right into her womb, which in turn sparked yet another orgasm for her.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned wantonly.
She savored the heat into her womb for everything it was worth, while the guy caught his breath.
Eventually he pulled out of her, and even though he wasn't all that big to begin with, she still missed it.
Cum dripped from her pussy and fell on the floor between her shaky legs despite her best attempt at keeping it inside her.
"Fuck... fuck. I didn't mean to do it inside."
"Ahhh~ Don't worry. I won't get pregnant no matter how much you cum inside me. Speaking of which…" she used both hands to spread her cheeks open, fully exposing her asshole and pussy. "Which hole do you want to use next?"
She had done more than enough already to pay for her new clothes, but the more cum she'd get the more she'd want. There was no way in hell she would leave until she had drained him completely.
After her shift ended, Saber returned home angry and frustrated.
Not only she completely lost control of herself and masturbated while spying on her employer, but she then spent another hour of her shift to bring herself to climax after climax. To make things worse, it had all been for nothing.
No matter how many times she achieved release, her arousal wouldn't subside in the least. In the end she had to excuse herself and leave early, as she certainly couldn't continue working in that state.
The first thing she did once she returned was cast away her clothes and throw herself into the shower, hoping that the ice-cold water would help her quell the fire that was tormenting her body.
It didn't.
No matter how cold it was, it did nothing to sooth her and she fingered herself several times more with no result.
She was just... so empty. Her body craved a fullness she hadn't experienced since Shirou had left and her fingers were woefully insufficient.
It was then that her eyes fell on a long and smooth object very close to her. A bottle of Rin's conditioner.
At the sight of it, her mind immediately came up with the obvious solution, but she stayed her hand. She didn't know at this point, whether it would be a good or a bad thing.
To... taint something of Rin's in order to sate her depraved body made her recoil, but at the same time the necessity was impellent.
In the end, cold rationality won. She needed to get a hold of herself and if this was what she needed to do then so be it.
She snatched the bottle and slowly slid to sit on the pavement of the shower. With the water still running on her and with a trembling hand unbefitting of her, she brought the bottle to the entrance of her womanhood and slowly pushed it inside.
"Hnnn...ooooh!" she exhaled blissfully at the feeling of fullness. Her folds clenched hard against the foreign object, greedily trying to pull it further in.
With equal part of shame and pleasure, she started moving it in and out, slowly at first but at an increasing pace over time, while her other hand alternated between pinching her nipples and rubbing her clitoris.
"Oh! Oooh!" she moaned under her breath. Only now that she was full again she realized how much she had been missing it. Even though it wasn't the same as the real thing, even though it couldn't compare to the touch of a lover, her body had wished for it all the same.
She was so engrossed, that she didn't hear the front door opening and closing, nor she noticed the footsteps that creeped closer to bathroom. In her throes, she didn't hear the door being pushed slightly open and she didn't notice the stunned observer.
"Ohhh... Hmmm...," she kept moaning, unaware of everything, until eventually she reached the strongest climax of the day. "AaahhhhH!"
Her legs trashed around and her back arched, until she slumped down, more exhausted than she had any right to, but finally, blissfully sated.
Only then did she look up and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Hadn't she closed it? She was sure she had.
She stood up, closed the water and threw a towel around her body. Uncaring if she dripped water all over the floor, she went out of the bathroom and looked around.
There was no one and nothing had been moved around. The best explanation was that she hadn't closed the door properly and it had opened on its own.
She couldn't have lived with herself if Rin had caught her in such a shameful situation.
Well, that scare served to completely annihilate her arousal and for the first time in several days, she was completely cool-headed.
With a sigh of relief she went back to the bathroom to finish drying herself.
Down in the streets outside of the apartment, Rin stopped running and caught her breath.
She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. Her pure, immaculate Saber fucking herself with a bottle of conditioner in the shower of the apartment they shared.
Even though Rin had come to accept herself for how she was, in her mind Saber was still a flawless being, timeless as only Heroic Spirits can hope to be, far removed from the world flesh and blood to which Rin belonged.
And yet, Saber was also undeniably a woman. She always had been. Why had she ever though her above ordinary desires? They were lovers, she knew that she could be made to feel pleasure just like
Rin herself could.
Yeah, from the start Saber was a woman, just like her.
Just like her.
Just like her.
Just like her.
Rin shook her head. No, Saber was nowhere close to be like her. She wasn't a woman who had capitulated to carnal pleasure and had thrown away human dignity.
She wasn't. She wasn't. She wasn't.
... but what if she could be?
What if she could be made into an indecent slut like her?
She could still recall that night under the Kotomine church when Caster had dressed Saber in a white dress like a pure bride. She had chained her against the wall by magecraft and had her bent over with her butt exposed while she tormented her sexually.
It was clear to anyone that Caster's intention was to break her slowly using pleasure as a catalyst. If someone like that thought it could be done then...
It was wrong. It was wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
And like with everything wrong, it send waves of dark desire coursing through her and a smoldering heat started to burn between her legs.
A wicked smile blossomed on her lips. Rin had already lost the battle against her own desire and this time... it wouldn't be any different.
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AN: Here we finally are. Saber is slowly getting introduced to the wants and needs of her own body. Of course, no one knows that she's being influenced by Rin's overflowing arousal, but there it is anyway.
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