The Crawford mansion was conspicuously silent. All of the servants had been give a paid leave save for those who were strictly necessary to attend to the lord's need.
Currently, however, some of lord Crawford's needs were being taken care of by someone who wasn't part of the staff.
Tohsaka Rin stood on the tip of her toes, bent at the waist, with her arms forced behind her back uncomfortably by a chain connected to the ceiling. She was completely naked, save for the blindfold over her eyes and the plug gag stuck in her mouth.
Her body was trembling slightly, in small part to the position she had been forced in for a long while. However, the primary cause was undoubtedly her intense arousal.
For the entirety of the previous day, Lord Crawford didn't fuck her. He played with her body, to be sure, but never fucked her.
His plan was as simple as it was cruel. He wanted her to beg him to take her. He wanted to break her, her pride. Little did he know there was already no pride for him to break. Too bad that she couldn't give in too easily.
She was supposed to put on an act for him, that of the defiant Magus that would not easily give in, until she eventually would. She thought she would have only to pretend not to enjoy being used by him. It would have been a daunting task in and of itself, one that would have pushed her to her limits.
She didn't imagine he would torment her so. She thought he would jump to the chance of ravishing her, to sate his lust and wounded pride on her body.
Instead he toyed with her for hours. Her already sensitive body burned under his touch, and the flames of her arousal turned into boiling lava that trickled in copious amounts down her lissom legs.
She was nearly out of her mind with need. At this point she would do just about anything to get him to fuck her sloppy cunt.
She would have begged him hours ago had her mouth been free, completely disregarding her overarching goal. How could she help Shirou when she couldn't even help herself?
But she didn't even have that option anymore, bound and gagged as she was. She could only drip on the floor, while her current owner tormented her.
With most of her sense sealed time had lost all meaning and as such she only had her arousal to keep her company. That, and her fantasies, which fend into the heat inside her belly even further.
"Miss Tohsaka, you seem to be enjoying my hospitality more than I thought you would," Lord Crawford observed amusedly from the darkness.
"Mmmhh! Mhhhh!" Rin replied through her gag. 'Shut up and come fuck me already!' was what she meant to say.
"I believe it's about time we get to the main course, don't you think?" he asked
"Mmh! Mmmh!"
'Yes! Yes!'
She heard his footsteps approach and the blindfold was soon removed. After having been kept into complete darkness for hours, even the faint light of the basement she was being kept in hurt her eyes.
As soon as she managed to get them back into focus, what she saw in front of her was the figure of Andrew Crawford, naked and with his member fully erect.
"Mmmh! Mmmhhh!"
'Give it to me!' Give it to me!'
Andrew removed the plug from her mouth, causing copious amounts of droll to splatter on the floor. Even though her mouth was now open, the piece of bondage was made in such a way that it kept her mouth wide, yet stuck in a position that prevented her from forming words.
Just a useless, round hole.
"Let's put this nasty mouth of yours to best use it could possibly have," he declared unceremoniously grabbing a fistful of her hair and brutally shoving his cock between her forcefully parted lips.
"Brk!" Rin grunted, as the meat shaft hit the back of her throat. Although she had learned to suppress her gag reflex, it had been so sudden that she found herself disoriented. Fortunately, she had long since become accustomed to having objects stuck into her throat.
Her heavily modified body welcomed the intrusion and her cock-addicted brain released an influx of dopamines, flooding her body with pleasure and making her eyes cross over.
Because of how her body had changed under the effects of Gerard's Magecraft, Rin's mouth had become an erogenous zone. Under normal circumstances, having it stimulated would only cause her arousal to grow, but after she had been kept on the edge for almost twenty four hours it only took a little stimulation to send her over the edge.
She squirmed as her throat clenched around the cock in her mouth. Down below her pussy contracted much in a similar way, but because it was desperately empty all that happened was that another sizeable amount of fluids splattered on the floor between her legs
'Finally~' she sighed happily in her head. Having finally achieved an orgasm her mind cleared a little bit. It was almost funny, how Lord Crawford had undone in a single moment all of his work until that moment.
Such are the dangers of underestimating or overestimating an opponent. An offensive come too short or overextend, although if Rin had to say which was which in her case, she wouldn't know where to start.
Her morals had already been subverted, therefore the methods to break her were different than those required to break another woman. She was already far too broken, far too easy, for brute force tactics to work against her.
Now, if Lord Crawford wanted to make her submit, humiliating her by forcing orgasm after orgasm upon her he was more than welcome to try.
That was a challenge that Rin was more than willing to take.
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Saber woke up to the sun shining through the blinds of her window and to the faint impression of something being amiss.
She pulled herself up to a sitting position and inspected her surroundings. Every was as she had left it the previous night, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something out of place.
A longer inspection revealed nothing and thus she decided that it was all just inside her head. She tossed away the covers and let her legs down before standing up.
In doing so, the feeling only grew stronger, which puzzled her, but she made her way to the bathroom without further thoughts. On the way there, she tripped on nothing and stubbed her toes twice.
"What is wrong with me today?" she asked to no one in particular while she stared in the mirror. Even her own reflection felt odd to her, though for the life of her she couldn't say how. A close scrutiny revealed nothing but she had the faintest impression that she had gained weight.
That was preposterous, of course. Even putting aside that her body, while different from that of an ordinary Servant, was a spiritual body, she never ever gained fat even in her life, courtesy of her draconic constitution and of course the influence of Avalon.
Therefore, her mind had to be playing tricks on her, just like it had done since waking up that morning.
Having decided that, she washed herself and went to get ready.
The rundown for the day was rather simple, now that she new when and where to find her target.
First, she would go through her work as usual, directing and supervising the staff. It was far from a daunting task, but that didn't mean she shouldn't do her utmost best.
Then she would attend Howard for the Mana extraction procedure. Her energy was running low and although she could still hold on for a couple more days she couldn't hope to be in fighting conditions if her evening investigation bore tangible fruits. An army could not march on an empty stomach. This was one of the most important tenets of warfare. Therefore this was the most crucial part of the day. She could absolutely not under-perform in this endeavor. She would have to squeeze the last drop of ş͎͍̲ͅe̫̣͙m̝̱̥͘ͅen̬͓̻͉͇ M҉̻̫̘͎̣̠̩a̵͈̩̺̯n̵͉a͏͉͎̩̭ out of him, until she he was throughly satisfied. To do anything less than that would mean being remiss in her duty.
Truly she felt ashamed of looking forward so eagerly to that part of her day. However it could not be helped that she had to go through with it, regardless of the feelings involved. She would bear her shame and do her duty, as usual.
Afterwards she could scour the city for her wayward Master without having to worry about anything else. The sooner she found Rin the sooner everything would go back to normal. Of course there was still the matter of having Shirou's Sealing Designation revoked, but one task at a time was more than enough.
Having made a mental map of how the day would play out she started getting dressed. However in the process of doing that she found out that her clean clothes were a tad snugger than normal. Did the laundry get the washing cycle wrong and shrunk them?
"Honestly, good help is really hard to find no matter the era," she complained. Then she put on her shoe and left for work as punctual as ever.
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The day passed in a blur of activities. A mansion of that size needed careful planning and supervision, although the staff was composed of professional, some of them had developed the bad habit of slinking away during working hours to get intimate with their employer.
It wasn't like Saber couldn't understand from whence they were coming from, having experienced the wonders of Howard's superlative manhood firsthand. However, they should at least be able to reign in their base instinct until an appropriate time.
Even leaving aside their own personal moral implications, such lack in discipline was inexcusable.
In fact, it was not unusual for a maid or two to disappear for some time, only for Saber to discover they had been hiding under Howard's desk. Still, as long as their employer condoned this behavior there was little that Saber herself could do other than shaking her head and carrying on with her job.
Fortunately, Howard had proven to be the very embodiment of virility, as he could go through several women a day without losing power. Otherwise by the time Saber was done with her regular duties, there would be nothing left for her to do.
That would have been inconvenient. And disappointing.
Actually, perhaps it was better this way. Saber loathed leaving things undone, and with her current level of experience there was no chance she would be able to complete her duty to drain his balls completely in time for her to make something out of the evening without the other maids wearing him down a little.
"Perhaps I should start to integrate that into their regular schedule," she considered. "Since it's going to happen either way I might as well incorporate it into the daily routine rather than trying to work around it."
Easier said than done though. How was she supposed to approach people about this matter without revealing her own involvement? Despite her charisma, she couldn't force people to open themselves to her. If she had such as skill, the past would have been very different.
She discarded that plan. It would be too complex and there was no guarantee the rest of the staff would accept. They had a first come first served approach when it came to serving their ow̟̭̙̬n͙̦̘e̷͍͓̲̰̩̪r̞̤̹̙͔̱̕ ̬̳͚m̳̫a̹̘͇̱̫̦s̻͈̞̱̪̻̠͠t̝͇̹͎͎͉͍e̝͕͍͔r̷̺̥̦̞̥ employer sexually.
Trying to change that mindset would be a gargantuan task in and of itself, especially if she had to dance around the subject like she would undoubtedly do.
Perhaps in the future, when she didn't have more pressing concerns in mind, she would reconsider this overhaul in their schedule, but that was a thought for another day.
Now she had to finish her job and then get going with the next task on the list. The day wasn't getting any longer.
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Eventually, the day drew to an end and Saber found herself standing in front of the door to Howard's study. Although it had been just a few short days since she had first come to this place having made the resolve to use her body to achieve her goals, her emotions were widely different.
She was still ashamed, to be sure, however it was not the all consuming feeling it used to be. This was nothing more than a sacrifice on her part. Or at least it used to be.
Saber could not deny that she was looking forward to this part of the day for reasons that were not exclusively practical in nature. It could hardly be helped. Her relationship with Rin and Shirou had rekindled her femininity some, but her illicit relationship with Howard had turned those embers into a raging fire.
Thus the reason for her conundrum. If she didn't like it, she could hate it with all of her heart. However she couldn't and it ate at her.
It ate at her that something so bad could feel so extremely good.
Sadly, it wasn't something she could do anything about other than trying to fix the situation by getting Rin back and together help Shirou. Once the right state of things was restored, all of this would matter nothing.
But that was the future and Saber was stuck in the present moment. A moment made of a fast-paced heartbeat, slightly trembling legs and a fire between her thighs.
For the previous couple of days she had been unbearably horny. It was only in light of her incredible willpower that she was able to function normally, and it was only out of experience that she did not try to deal with the issue herself.
Mastrubation proved to be a lackluster palliative that had all but lost its effectiveness ever since she had become intimate with Howard. Neither her fingers nor an artificial substitute could compare with a real life penis.
Saber was forced to admit that, regardless of her wishes, her body needed a real cock. It would not settle for anything else. As such, she might as well get this ugly business over and done.
She knocked on the door and stepped inside once she received the prompt to do so,
"Ah, Saber. I'm glad you could make it today," Howard greeted.
"Yes. I'm sorry for yesterday absence," she apologized with a nod.
"None of that, dear. None of that," he waved off. "Unforeseen events happen all the time. There is no reason to apologize."
"As you say, sir," she agreed.
"Well, since yesterday was a no show, how about we skip the pleasantries and get to the matter at hand?"
"Very well. Would you like me to undress?"
"I would like that, yes," Howard nodded.
Saber removed her uniform with practiced hands, folded it neatly and left it on the chair in front of his desk. This way her clothes would not get stained with sweat and other fluids.
In the meantime, Howard had disrobed himself as well. The overweight yet firm man made an imposing figure that Saber couldn't quite dislike. Her eyes were especially drawn to his crotch were his already half erect manhood hung horizontally.
Saber felt her throat go dry at the mere sight of it, while another wave of heat spread through her lower regions. She had to will her hands to stay still, least they revealed how eager she was.
"What would you have me do today, sir?" she asked evenly.
"I quite enjoyed your hands the other day, and I wouldn't mind a repeat of that. However it does seem that you have more pressing needs yourself," he said, glancing at her legs along which the nectar of her arousal run.
Saber's face went red, but she refused to react in any other way.
"You need not to concern yourself with me, sir. Just state your preference and I'll see to it."
"Is that so?" he chuckled. "Then come follow me to the bed."
He led her to the adjacent room, where a king-sized bed awaited. Howard sat on the edge and motioned Saber to come forward.
"Since you would rather follow my lead, I would like you to suck me off for starters. Then we will move to more intense activities."
"...Understood," Saber nodded without missing a beat. She had some experience of fellatio with Shirou, although not much. Her boyfriend preferred to be the one doing the pleasing rather than the other way around.
She approached him and knelt between his legs, which brought his towering manhood in right in front of her face. His musky scent filled her nostrils and clouded her mind with a pleasant haze. This close to the seat of his virility, how could her femininity be aroused?
It seemed that regardless of her choices she couldn't cease being a woman, no matter how deep she tried to bury her femininity. A real man would always manage to reveal her for what she was. This much she could no longer deny.
She grabbed ahold of his shaft with both hands and it immediately hardened further under her touch. Saber knew for experience that it was far from being at full mast, but it had already reached a girth that required she used both hands to hold properly.
'How magnificent,' she secretly thought. She never believed she would one day find herself genuinely admiring a man's cock, especially not one so objectively grotesque. However the sheer size of it was enough to awe her. 'No wonder the other girls have gone crazy about it.'
If someone who had removed herself from her own femininity like Saber had done still felt the pull of this cock, it came to no surprise that ordinary women would become enthralled. It was perfectly natural.
She felt her mouth begin to salivate. Now that the proposal had been made, having it in her mouth had turned into a physical, tangible need. It was yet another first experience for the King of Knights.
'Why is that I never felt such a thing with Shirou?' she wondered. What was that separated the only two men she had ever been with? What was that made Howard b̧͠et̨̧t͏e͏r ҉different? Why did she feel more attracted to a man who would just use her body for his satisfaction, than the man who would hold her and genuinely love her?
'Is this what Veronica was talking about? Is this the difference between love and sex?'
The answer, she knew, could only be found through first-hand experience.
She parted her lips and brought his nefarious-looking cock towards her mouth. The first thing her lips came in contact with was obviously the crown. It was searing hot just like its angry red color suggested.
Her tongue instinctively rushed out to lick it, scooping up the already trickling precum. It had a pungent, salty taste that made her mind go numb.
'It's… it's delicious,' she marveled. She had already tasted his cum in the past, but she had never experience the flavor of his meat.
The taste, the texture, the smell.
Everything about this cock made her go crazy. She needed to have more of it inside her mouth.
She pushed her head forward, but her pretty little mouth couldn't possibly fit.
"Take it easy," he suggested. "Rather than trying to take it as it is, you should probably try to lubricate it some. Lick it all over."
Saber pulled back and removed it from her mouth. "Ah, yes. Thank you," she replied.
Following his suggestion, she brought her face to it and started dutifully licking every inch of its length. Fortunately, she was not going to run out of saliva anytime soon. Her body seemed to have turned into a factory of liquids and the more she stayed in contact with its manhood, the more this effect intensified.
Unlike the crown which was very smooth, the shaft was extremely rough and bumpy, courtesy of the thick veins that riddled its length. Far from finding it disgusting, Saber thought it fit its tyrannical nature.
A cock like this, who made even the King of Knight drop on her knees, could not look harmless. It had to reflect the power it embodied.
The power to make women's knees tremble at the mere sight of it.
The power to ignite their femininity from its scent alone.
The power to reduce even the most stalwart woman into a bitch in heat.
'Is this how all women are like, deep down? Is this how I really am as well?'
She didn't have the answer to that question, and to be completely honest she didn't want to know it either. She knew that she wouldn't accept it.
In fact, she would refuse it.
'I will not lose to my own desire," she swore. Even though her womanhood was pulsating with need and her intense arousal had made a pool on the floor between her legs, Saber completely disregarded it and focused on the cock in front of her.
As a knight, her life was one in service of others, therefore, no matter what happened, she would not put her needs before that of other people.
Even if the truth was that all women were dormant horny bitches, waiting to be awakened to their nature by a real cock she was different.
'I am not like them because I am not human to begin with. I am a Servant and this body is nothing but a tool.'
That was the undeniable truth. From the very beginning, her body was nothing but a mean to an end. As a knight, she used it to wield her blade against the enemies of her country, to protect her people. Now, as a Servant, she used it to serve this cock, i̵̢͏n͝ o̷̴̶r̨̧de̡͢͜r̢̧͠ ̡͢t̛o̧͜ ̷p̸̨͘r͡o̶͜҉t̕͜e͟c҉t̷͜͜ ̡́h̵e̕r͢͡ Ḿ̴a̷̡̕s̕ter҉͘͘
Her arousal was unimportant, her pleasure was secondary and the implications that came with them were completely disregardable. At present, all that mattered was that she did her duty: to wring out the lastest drop of cum from his meaty balls.
Speaking of which, Saber eyed his scrotum with curiosity. The entire thing would probably barely fit in the palm of her hand. Just how much delicious cum could they produce every day? Apparently more than any one woman could extract on her own, Saber included.
However, the King of Knights was not one to back away from a challenge just because the task seemed impossible.
Therefore she doubled her efforts and eventually managed to coat the entire length in copious amounts of saliva. Only then she did look up at him.
"That is good enough, Saber," he answered her unspoken question.
With his approval given, she returned to the crown and lined it to her mouth once more. Against the now slippery surface her lips slid effortlessly and it was soon past her teeth. The head alone was enough to fill her mouth almost completely. There was no more room for her to move her head and fellate him. How was she supposed to do this?
Howard apparently had the answer, because he took a hold of her head with both hands.
"Relax your throat," he told her.
Saber's eyes widened as realization dawned upon her. She was in no condition to protest and with Howard holding her head she could not pull back either.
'The only path is forward,' she decided and gave him confirmation that he could proceed with her resolute eyes.
Slowly, Howard pushed his cock forward and Saber felt it hit the back of her throat. She suppressed her gag reflex forcibly and allowed him access. She felt his girth stretch her throat just as he had done with her pussy.
It was an uncomfortable feeling, even though she didn't need oxygen to survive. Seeing her unperturbed expression, Howard kept pushing forward, inch by inch until Saber's nose was resting against his pube.
'I did it!' she cheered inwardly.
"I can't believe you managed to take it all your first time, Saber," Howard sighed, much to her satisfaction. "However, this is where the fun begins."
He started pulling back and Saber felt as if her stomach was being dragged out as well. Air rushed to her lungs, which she was grateful for, if only so that she could conceal her supernatural origin.
Then he eased himself inside her again. Back and forth, slowly increasing his pace. With each thrust, spit was forced out from Saber's mouth but she could not be bothered about it, focused as she was in this new experience.
Her body was positively on fire. Although she could operate indefinitely without oxygen as long as she had Mana, her body was still structured as that of a human, so it cried out for air.
She was caught between arousal and survival instinct, therefore every cell of her body was on high alert.
'I'm… I'm being fucked in the mouth,' she realized. This had stopped being a fellatio, an act that she performed on him. This couldn't even be classified as sex anymore. She was merely being used as a convenient hole, like a soulless tool.
Her mind flew to the woman in the video she had watched the previous night, who serviced strangers through a wall without consideration of their identities or even her own. She recalled the beauty in it, that selfless sacrifice.
'This is not truly sex,' she told herself. 'Sex is for humans and I'm not. I'm not human. I'm not human. I'm not human. My body is merely a tool in the shape of a woman.'
That was all the more true, especially as a Servant. She was not required to eat, she could not reproduce and she did not defecate either. Her holes were all deprived of their primary functions, but they could all be employed to acquire mana they way she was doing now.
Certainly, she was still a knight and a king, but that was simply what her actions made her to be. The shape of her body was not affected by this. She was an inhuman entity in the shape of a woman, and what was the purpose of that shape if not attracting the opposite gender?
The fact that she had elected not to employ it the way it was meant to be, simply meant that she had not made full use of her gifts.
That was an angle she had completely overlooked in her life and beyond. Veronica had said it herself. How many wars had been fought over women? How many people had died and suffered because men could not relieve themselves?
Was it not true that this era, in which sex had been largely liberated from its yoke, was also the most peaceful in history? Was there a connection she had failed to see?
She did not know and as much as she would have wanted to think about it further, her thoughts were distracted by Howard's animalistic grunts that increased in volume until he slammed his cock one last time deep inside her, flooding her stomach with the contents of his testicles.
Priceless Mana suffused throughout her being. With each following spurt more and more energy returned to her, making her feel revitalized and exceedingly satisfied with herself.
'Of course, why wouldn't I be satisfied? Did I not just achieve my purpose, making full use of my gifts? The circumstances being what they are, did I not just perform my duties exemplary? I surely did.'
Saber was not quite sure yet of how everything she had just discovered fit together, but there would be time to figure it out as time went by.
Now, she still had an oath to follow through. There was still plenty of semen inside Howard's balls and she would not leave until she had got the last drop of it inside herself.
It would be a long time before she would walk out of his office.
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AN: Saber's corruption is proceeding smoothly but it's far from being complete. There's still a long way to go before she reaches full debauchery. Strap on your seat and prepare for the ride.
PS: the story had reached up to chapter 34 on my Pa treon. Check it out if you are interested in reading them early at "pa treon [DOTCOM] / ichaichasennin"