To be entirely honest, Veronica resented Saber a little bit.
The blonde woman was effortlessly beautiful in a way that Veronica couldn't really hope to compete with. She had showed up one day at Howard's mansion and became head of staff on the spot, regardless of previous experience or seniority.
Worse yet, Veronica couldn't even say that Saber wasn't cut for job, because she most certainly was.
Saber was perfect, flawless. What woman wouldn't resent that?
It was little wonder then, that Veronica wanted to tarnish her. It wasn't just because she liked converting other women to the Church of Cock.
It was a way to get back at someone she saw as vastly superior.
She expected stalwart resistance on Saber's part. Veronica knew that Saber would eventually fall, but she also knew how strong willed she was.
So what exactly had happened?
Saber had seized the dancing floor not five minutes after stepping onto it. The usually composed woman moved like she owned the stage, and by the looks of it she actually did.
Veronica wasn't into women. In fact, she didn't believe lesbians were really a thing. To a faithful worshipper of cock like her, lesbians were either crazy or misguided. Veronica had sex with other women regularly, but it was just a way to entice the men that would eventually fuck them all. However, she fell a bit in love with Saber the moment she saw her move on the dance floor.
Saber seemed to shine with a light of her own. Perpetually ethereal and untouchable.
Except that touching her wasn't all that difficult, as proven by the guy who approached her from behind and started grinding against her.
Veronica half expected to see the man being thrown across the dance floor, but rather than pushing him away Saber played along with him, grinding back against him like she was really into it.
As they danced the guy became more bold and started putting his hands on her, and still Saber did not smack him into oblivion.
A few drinks were all it took for her true nature to show. It was kind of disappointing but it just reaffirmed what Veronica already knew. Saber was a huge slut, just like her.
Now she only had to make her admit it.
Veronica knew she had to intervene when he started to put his hands under Saber's shirt without any objection on her part.
It wasn't like Veronica was trying to protect her or anything, but she had a scenario in mind and she wouldn't have it ruined by a random person.
She sent him a silent apology for ruining his fun, promising herself to make it up to him someday, and took Saber's hand dragging her away.
She signaled Clara and their friends, whom she had invited to help her deal with Saber's situation and they made their way out of the club.
She shot a glance at Saber and saw in her in a dazed and meek state.
"Yo! Is this the friend you were talking about?" Rick asked as they met on the sidewalk. He was the leader of this group of guys. The alpha, so to speak.
A twenty-one years old man with a big wallet and a bigger dick. Not quite Howard-big, but big enough to warrant Veronica's appreciation. He and a couple of his friends agreed to help her show Saber the truth of her nature.
Before Veronica could answer, Rick's limo arrived and she, Saber, Clara and the three guys of Rick's group climbed on board.
The back of the car was spacious, but there were still six of them. Rick, being the most proactive of the group pulled Saber in her lap and she started making out with him right away while the car took off towards his place.
"I thought you said you needed to convince your friend," said Alan, the second guy of Rick's group.
"Yeah, doesn't look like she needs much convincing," agreed Lucas, the third and last friend of Rick's.
"She was in denial," Veronica explained. "I guess it takes very little to show her true colors."
"Speaking of true colors, how about you show me yours?" Lucas proposed, whipping out his cock. Veronica licked her lips and knelt between his legs right away, stroking it to full hardness before taking it into her mouth.
Rick had taken out his own dick as well, and put it into Saber's hands, who took it and started stroking it without even thinking about it, while she kept making out with him.
Clara saw this scene and decided she wanted a piece of the action. She left Alan's lap, grabbed Saber's head and started making out with her.
Again, Saber didn't so much as protest this treatment and reciprocated Clara while she took care of Rick's cock.
Alan, being left all along brought out his smartphone and his cock, filming the scene while he took care of his own needs.
Veronica didn't really like seeing a cock left unattended, so she reached out and started rubbing it for him.
"Thanks babe," he told her, and she replied with a wink since her mouth was busy.
While Clara and Saber were making out, Rick decided that it was a good time as any to strip Saber. He took off her shirt, exposing her perky tits.
Saber seemingly did not wear bras.
Taking off her shirt meant that Saber had to break off the kiss with Clara and let go of Rick's cock.
Alan saw this chance and seized it. He lunged from Saber's right breasts and sucked on it while Rick took care of the other one. Clara started making out with Saber again, while Rick resumed having his cock massaged once more.
Not one to be outdone Alan took his dick away from Veronica and offered it to Saber.
Like the filthy little slut she was at heart, Saber broke off the kiss with Clara and started sucking them off immediately, giving them both equal amounts of attention.
'She's cock-drunk,' Veronica realized in that moment.
As a devoted slut, Veronica was familiar with the feeling. After several hours of taking one dick after another, one's higher brain functions would simply shut down, leaving only a mindless animal running on instinct.
It was just that Saber's threshold was extremely low. Perhaps all the alcohol she downed helped some, but ultimately it was proof that Saber was born a cock-seeking machine.
It was Veronica's duty and pleasure to make Saber realize that. Fortunately Alan was already recording everything, so there would not be any denying the fact later.
"Saber, you sure are eager to suck those cocks. Do you like them that much?" she asked.
"Yes. Slrrp. Slrrp. They are delicious. Slrrp. Slrrp. I love them. I love cocks. Slrrp. Slrrp."
"Holy shit," Lucas groaned. "She's an even bigger slut that you are."
Veronica would have taken objection to that, but she was trying to push Saber into a corner, so she took that blow to her pride.
"Crap. I need to fuck her so bad," said Lucas, sliding towards Saber, much to Veronica's disappointment. "Yo, Saber. Since you love cocks that much, how about I do you a favor and let your pussy have fun with mine?"
As he said so he pulled up her butt and pulled down her trousers and panties. They were so drenched in her arousal that it seemed she had wet herself a little.
"Slrrp! Please. Slrrp! I need it. Slrrp!"
"Are you sure?" he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock against her wet opening. " I'm doing you a favor here. How about you convey your feelings properly?"
"Please. Slrrp! Please, sir! Slrrp. Please, my slutty pussy needs your cock. Slrrp. I beg you."
"Well," said Lucas, "who am I to turn down a damsel in distress?"
With that declaration, he pushed his dick into her pussy, causing Saber's eyes to moan on the dick currently in her mouth.
"Fuck! She's tight. She's crushing my dick."
"Are you sure she isn't a pro, Veronica?" asked Rick. "Because she sure can suck dick like one."
"What can I say. She's a natural. Aren't you, Saber? A natural born slut, craving for cocks all day long?"
But Saber was in no condition to answer this time, if she had even heard the question to begin with. Alan had taken hold of her head and buried his cock into her mouth to the hilt.
"Fuck! Eat this, you bitch," he grunted. Saber had not difficulty taking it, seeing that she could take Howard's massive one with ease (if that wasn't the mark of a first rate slut, Veronica didn't know what was).
Alan shot his seed right into her throat and Veronica saw Saber's eyes flutter in delight as she gobbled down every drop.
"Shit. I'm going to cum on your face then," said Rick, amining his own member at Saber's face and shooting a heavy load onto her flawless face, making it look even prettier.
'Oh, Saber. Cum-drenched is a good look for you,' Veronica thought, despite the envy she was feeling for being outclassed once more. Saber was just too perfect, too beautiful to hate.
She was a work of art unlike any other. An incomplete one, but a work of art nonetheless.
'I will be the one to see that work completed,' Veronica promised, reaching for Saber's face to lick Rick's sticky cum off her face, and spitting it into Saber's mouth once she let go of Alan's cock.
What she didn't expect was for Saber to reach out to her and kiss her, pushing the semen back into her mouth.
'Oh, you. You are just too cute. It makes me feel like bullying you.'
Even when running on the most primal of instinct, Saber still possessed enough virtue to share her spoils with others. 'That's just unfair.'
Thinking that she pinched both of Saber's nipples and twisted them brutally.
The moan that reverberated through their connected mouths told Veronica that it was the last straw for Saber's body, and she gushed her juices all over Lucas, who was still balls deep into her.
"She's like a vice," he grunted. "I've had virgins that were not this tight. Holy shit."
In the meantime the car had slowed to a halt, which meant that they had arrived to Rick's mansion.
"How about we continue this inside?" Clara suggested miffedly. "And this time you let us have some fun as well?"
The three guys laughed. "Sorry about that, babe. Don't worry. I can have some more people over."
"Oh, that's just so nice of you guys. Have you heard that Saber? There's going to be even more of your beloved cocks. Aren't you happy."
But Saber didn't answer. She was busy frantically licking Alan's cock back to full erection, and her butt was already swinging up and down on Lucas'.
Honestly, Veronica really couldn't wait to hear what Saber would have to say in the morning, once she returned to full consciousness.
That was another thing she would have to record, for posterity.
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The first thing Saber became aware of was the peaceful warmth that spread across her body. Never in her life she recalled having been so relaxed.
Her body was as light as a feather and her mind fully rested, if still half asleep.
The second thing she became aware of were the two warm bodies pressed against her own.
'Shirou. Rin.'
She snuggled further into the embrace of her lovers, nuzzling her head up and finding a set of lips with her own. She kissed them tenderly and felt either Rin or Shirou reciprocate.
'Rin, judging by the chest. When did Rin's breasts grow this much. Last night they weren't.'
Her eyes flew open as memories from the previous night flooded her consciousness, and the peaceful warmth turned to heart-stopping chill in the span of a breath.
She pushed the person in her arms away.
"Oww! What's the big deal?" Veronica cried as her butt hit the floor. "First you kiss me and then you throw me off the bed?"
"What? What?" Saber blinked, looking around the place. She knew this place. It was the same as in the dream she just recalled having.
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"Hmm!"
"Ohh!"
"YesYesYesYesYEEEES!"
"Harder! Fuck me hardeeeerrr!"
Saber was laying on her back upon a king size bed. Her legs were currently wrapped around the waist of the man holding her wrists and fucking her pussy with his eleven inches cock, while Clara and Vanessa laid next to her in the same position.
Saber wasn't capable of complex thoughts in that moment. The fingers-like pressure clutching inside her head didn't make it possible for her to do so, and it was made substantially worse by the furious pounding she was receiving down below.
She was however capable of emotions, and what she was feeling was absolutely wonderful. Without the ability to give a moral setting to her experience, all that was left was the truth of her body, and it burned further into her defenseless mind with each thrust.
'Cock is great. I love cock. I love sucking it. I love riding it. I love drinking cum. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it.'
With every repetition, it became more and more true, becoming a hardwire instinct, coded into her very spirit. No matter what happened once her mind returned to function, this was part of her now.
The instinct of a nymphomaniac.
"Take this, you fucking sluts! How do you like it, huh?"
"It's amaziiiing!" Clara shrieked in pure bliss.
"Yeees! Fuck us harder! I need your cocks so baaad!" Veronica agreed eagerly.
"What about your husband, Veronica? Shouldn't you be with him? What about your daughters?"
"I don't caaare! Cock is way more important!"
"Ha! You love cock more than your family?"
"Yeees! I love cock more than anything else in the woooorld."
"You should have gotten married to a dick or something then. How about you divorce your pencil-dick husband and get married to my cock instead?"
"I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll divorce him right away. Daaaaarling. I'm getting married to this cock that's making me feel better than you ever could."
"Poor man. What did he ever do to deserve a wife like her? Won't she just cheat on you too, buddy?"
"Would you do that, Veronica? Would you cheat on my cock like that?"
"I would! I would! I woooould! One cock is not enough. Never enough. I always need moooore."
"Yep. That's a slut for ya."
The three guys roared in laughter, while they kept fucking the three women to their heart's content.
Saber basked in this environment, her unprotected brain assimilating it like a sponge.
'Cheating is fine. Cheating is good. Cheating is great.'
Cheating, as a concept, was too complex to be reduced to an animalistic instinct like mere libido could. However, the reward center inside Saber's brain started associating it with pleasure, regardless of what her higher cognitive function would make of it once they returned.
This treatment was further compounded by the streak of climaxes she was being put through, locking her in a vicious circle.
After shooting another load right into her womb, Rick, who was the one currently using Saber, decided that it was time to change position.
He pulled out of her, causing her to moan in displeasure, and sat on the edge of the bed in her place.
"I think I've been letting you take it easy far too long, bitch. Now it's your turn to work for it. Fuck yourself with my cock now."
He grabbed her hips and turned her around, forcing her to sit on his dick. Saber didn't hesitate and leaned forward, swinging her ass up and down while she held in a precarious balance with the tip of her fingers on the floor.
"Oooh!" she moaned in delight. This position made Rick's cock rub against the walls of her cunt in an entirely different way. The sensitivity of her body had been greatly enhanced by Gerard's seal.
With her conscious mind non-functional it had no reason no to use Mana to temporarily amplify her feelings and further burn the mark of pleasure into her spirit.
With every climax the threshold of her carnal satisfaction became higher and higher. An ordinary man, with an ordinary dick, would never be able to satisfy her entirely ever again.
A part of her would always hunger for sex. It had become irreversible at this point and it could only get worse.
"Alright! I'm going to cum in this bitch one last time, then we'll trade," said Alan, the one having his way with Clara. "I want to fuck Saber next.
"Shit! Okay. I'm almost there anyway. Come on, take a picture."
He grabbed Saber behind her knees and pulled himself and her up, spreading her legs wide while he thrusted frantically inside her.
Alan, who was done with Clara, pulled out of her and grabbed his phone to snap a picture.
"Come on, Saber. Show us how much of a slut you really are. Smile and make a victory pose."
Saber didn't have it in her to refuse anything she was told. She held up her trembling hands and made a "V" sign with both of them. However, she was having a hard time controlling her facial muscles to smile properly and the result was a dumb expression with her eyes half-rolled back and with her mouth twisted into a stupid grin.
With her hair undone from the intense fucking there was no trace of dignity to be found anywhere on her person. There was cum on her body and more dripped down from her pussy and onto the floor under her.
"And here comes the cum you like so much," Rick said as he pumped inside her one last time, sending the biggest load yet inside her depths.
"Annngh!" Saber moaned, throwing her head back in orgasmic bliss, but still holding the victory pose.
Click! Click! Click!
The phone when off several times, immortalizing the depths of Saber's depravity.
"Shit. If there was ever a competition to determine who's the biggest slut, you'd win it hands down, Saber."
In her clouded state of mind, Saber took those words to heart.
'I'm a slut. I'm a slut. I'm a slut. I'm a slut.'
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"I'm a slut. I'm a slut. I'm a slut." Saber muttered. Then she realized that she was hearing her own voice saying those words and her heart chilled even further.
"Glad we finally agree," said Veronica, climbing back on the bed.
"No. Nononono," Saber shook her head frantically, scooting away until she was with her back against the headboard. "This can't be happening. This isn't happening. This is not who I am."
Dread did not begin to convey how she felt. Pure, unadulterated terror was a more fitting description. She been through countless challenges in her lifetime. She had lead and fought armies, sieged fortresses and faced down dragons.
Through all of those she felt despair and hopelessness more times than she cared to count, but even at her lowest there were things she could rely upon.
They were her own strength of character, her morals, her integrity.
All of those things had failed her now, in this crucial moment.
"Yes, you very much are, honey," Veronica accused. "Or are you about to tell me that it was all the because you drunk too much? Alcohol can lower inhibitions but it doesn't turn a saint into a whore."
Veronica's words were like a slap to the face. Saber didn't even have that excuse available. Servants did not get drunk, and she had a clear recollection of the previous night events to further compound that.
She remembered every single word she had heard and said. She remembered every single thing she did.
"Yes. Slrrp. Slrrp. They are delicious. Slrrp. Slrrp. I love them. I love cocks. Slrrp. Slrrp."
"Slrrp! Please. Slrrp! I need it. Slrrp!"
"Please. Slrrp! Please, sir! Slrrp. Please, my slutty pussy needs your cock. Slrrp. I beg you."
Those had been her own words, said in her own voice.
She had begged.
She, the King of Knights, the Once and Future King, the rightful ruler of Camelot and Britain, had begged a man for his cock like the filthiest of bitches in heat.
That was the cold, unchanging reality.
Saber was always one to think that a person was defined by her own actions and motives. This time there had been no greater goal in mind when she cheated on her loved ones, other than the selfish satisfaction of a primal desire.
She had callously trampled onto every single one of her values like a ravenous beast. This was the epitome of defeat and humiliation, and brought by her own hands, no less.
In that moment, Saber's spirit was completely broken. A feeling that she experienced only once before in her life, when she stood upon the ruin of her kingdom.
Right there and then she would have called upon Alaya to erase the stain of her own existence, but she had broken the pact she had made with the Will of Mankind once already, and it would not heed her call any longer.
She was on her own.
'Rin. Shirou. Someone. Anyone. Please, help me. Save me. '
But there was no one to hear her cry for salvation and as such, only damnation was left to her.
"You don't need to be afraid," said Veronica, crawling towards her with comforting words. "There's nothing to be ashamed about."
"I'm a slut," said Saber, as if that word would explain - as it did - everything there was to explain.
"Yes, you are," Veronica agreed, taking Saber's face into her hands and forcing her to look into her eyes. "But that's no reason to beat yourself over it. It's only natural. Deep down, all women are sluts. Some accept this and most deny it, but it's a fact. There is nothing wrong with you."
"Nothing... wrong... with... me," Saber repeated and in that moment she came to believe it. Not because of any Magecraft. Not because of the rewards of pleasure, but because she wanted to.
She wanted to believe that it couldn't be helped. She wanted to believe that it was simply fate. She wanted to have something to believe in, anything at all, and in that moment the only thing she knew for certain was that she was a slut.
Most important of all, she wanted to believe that it wasn't her fault.
'Deep down, all women are sluts.'
She could only cling to that, because there was nothing else left to cling to.
'Deep down, all women are sluts,' she repeated inside her head, feeling the pain and the fear recede a little bit.
'Deep down, all women are sluts.'
With every repetition, she came to believe it a little more. With every repetition, it chipped away at the ice that had seized her heart.
She grabbed Veronica's hands into her own and squeezed them lightly. There was nothing but compassion and sincerity into the other woman's eyes, and Saber drank from it and let it fill her.
"I... I..."
"Shhh. It's alright," Veronica said, pulling Saber into a comforting hug. "It's going to take some time to make sense of things. I know that. You don't need to worry. I'm here for you."
Saber nodded weakly. She could count of Veronica. She could trust her. She could be her mentor. It wouldn't be the first time she'd had a sex-obsessed teacher anyway. There was familiarity and security in that, and she was in great need of both of those.
Thus, Veronica became one of the most trusted people in Saber's life practically overnight.
Such a twisted thing wouldn't bring anything good to anyone, of course, but that was how Saber's fate worked and she already come to accept that she could do nothing against it.
'All women are sluts.'
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