Chapter 37
[TRUE END ROUTE]
Saber woke to the sight of an unfamiliar ceiling. Her brain spun on empty for several moments, before she finally recalled where she was, and more importantly why.
Gerard's mansion. The ritual to save Rin.
She threw off the covers and jumped off the bed in one fluid motion, reaching for the only door in the room and stopping a split second before opening it, having noticed that she was completely naked.
She looked around the room for clothes, and found a bundle neatly folded on the night table next to the bed she had been sleeping onto.
She quickly threw them on.
They consisted of a relatively short skirt and sleeveless t-shirt, who clearly belonged to someone slimmer than she was, because they were rather tight against her chest and hips.
Still, it was what was being offered. There was no underwear, but she wasn't bothered about something so trivial.
Besides, it wasn't like Gerard hadn't already seen everything that there was to see of her body, or that it wasn't public property and thus freely available to anyone.
Now deeming herself decent enough to walk around, Saber exited out of the room in search of her Master and Gerard. The corridor outside the door led to a single direction and Saber followed it swiftly, arriving at a spacious and finely furnished living room.
The Magus, who was sitting on an armchair sipping a cup of tea immediately got up the moment she walked in.
"Saber, you are awake," he said as a way of greeting.
"Gerard! The ritual! How did it go?"
"It was a success," he reported produly. "We managed to break the spell."
"Then Rin…"
"She's still under my sleeping spell, of course. I thought you'd prefer to be there when she woke up and probably so would she."
"Yes. Yes, you are correct. That was for the best. Is it possible to see her now?"
She was eager, impatient even, and it bled into her speech. She couldn't bring herself to care, though. She wanted to see Rin, hold her, talk with her. It felt like an eternity since she had last done so.
"Of course," Gerard agreed. "Let's go."
She followed him to Rin's room. The same room in which the ritual had taken place, although there was no sign of that having happened now.
Except for the throbbing echo in her backside, now more conspicuous than the cold hollowness of her pussy and womb. They had always been there. Both of them. Only now she had become truly aware of them and what they meant.
"I must warn you. She's going to be out of it for a while. She might even fall back asleep on her own. It will take some time for her to shake off the lethargy," Gerard warned.
"But will she be fine?" Saber asked.
"I'm positive she will."
He stepped next to her and placed two fingers on her forehead. He mumbled a short incantation and a faint light briefly shone where their skin met, fading almost immediately.
He took a step back, allowing Saber to approach Rin.
"Rin?" she called out.
"Hm… Saber?" Rin groaned, her eyes fluttering open with some difficulty. "Is that you?"
"Yes. Yes, it's me. How are you feeling?"
"Hmm... Heavy. Where am I?"
"You are at my place, Rin," said Gerard from behind Saber.
"Gerard?"
"Yes, it's me."
"I knew it… I knew you would have come for me."
Saber was shocked by the genuine fondness in Rin's voice.
"Of course," he replied. "We're research partners, aren't we?"
"What…. happened to me?"
"You don't recall?" asked Saber.
"It's… all so foggy," she mumbled.
"That's fine. Don't stress yourself too much. We'll get to the bottom of this once you get better," she promised.
"Hm.. 'kay," she agreed meekly. "Saber… you can… you can trust Gerard he…"
"I know. You don't need to worry about anything. It will all be fine."
Saber wasn't sure if Rin had heard her reply, because she had fallen asleep once more.
The Servant let out a sigh that was in equal amounts of relief and exhaustion.
"Are you alright, Saber?" he asked.
"Yes. Thank you for your concern, Gerard. I am merely relieved that the worst of this situation is finally behind us."
"We still don't know who did this to Rin or why."
"That is true, but we will get there in due time. More importantly, Gerard, I am in your debt."
"I've been merely pursuing my own interests," he replied.
"Perhaps that is true, but I don't believe so. In any event, I would have not been able to help Rin on my own. To my great shame, both Rin and myself have been unfair to you in the past, and I apologize for that."
Gerard laughed good naturedly. "Yes, well. If you feel that way I wouldn't mind a repeat of last night, but with less things at stake."
He said it in jest, clearly. She couldn't blame him, because with how uptight she had been before, no one would assume she would agree. A mistake she had to rectify promptly.
"If that is what you wish, then you only have to ask," she said, as she stood from Rin's bed.
"Ha! I didn't know you had a sense of humor like that, Saber."
"I assure you, I am perfectly serious," she insisted.
"Are you, really?" he asked.
"Of course," she nodded. "Previously, I did not know your character. To carelessly lay with a Magus is to invite trouble, but I know you better now. You are trustworthy, therefore there is no compunction if you wish to use my body."
"...oh. That's… I don't know what to say. Look, if you are doing this to pay me back for helping Rin, I assure you that's not necessary."
"No," she denied. "That is a separate matter, and I would be grateful if you didn't suggest that I'd consider sex as a form of compensation."
"I… I didn't mean it like that," he quickly backtracked. "I just didn't think you would... you know."
"When you first propositioned Rin, did you do so thinking she wouldn't accept?" she asked, putting a hand on her hips.
"Well, I thought she was likely to turn me down, yes, but how was I to know without asking whether she liked to have a good fuck or not?"
That made sense to Saber. Indeed, if one didn't know the difference between making love and fucking, they would surely refuse his invitation. Whereas the first was a mildly pleasurable event to be shared with a person in a close emotional relationship, the latter was a sublime experience open to all, with no attachment whatsoever, but without first hand experience in both, one would mistakenly believe they followed the same guidelines.
"Well, that won't be an issue with me. As it happens, I do love a good fucking, therefore you should not hesitate to let me know immediately whenever you want to have sex with me."
She said it and with a straight face to boot, like it was perfectly common for her to casually have sex with anyone who'd ask.
It wasn't. Not yet. But it would be. It was her duty.
"Well, I'm glad that you are one of us, Saber. To be perfectly honest, I thought that you, Rin and that guy were a thing, you know?"
"We are, what is your point?" she asked, knowing full well what the implied objection would be.
"My point is that you'd be cheating on them?" he suggested.
"Gerard, being in a relationship is hardly reason not to have sex with other people," she told him as if it was old news.
That was her genuine belief now. Actually, being in a relationship not only wasn't reason enough not to spread her legs to everybody else, but it was a reason in favor to do exactly that. "Besides, are you telling me that you propositioned Rin in front of me despite thinking that we are in a relationship?"
"... yes?" he admitted. "She would have been hardly the first woman to turn me down in public and then seek me out in private even though they were in a relationship with someone else. You never know when a seemingly uptight woman turns out to be a che..."
He trailed off, realizing what she was about to call Saber to her face.
"Go on, Gerard. Do finish what you were saying."
Her flat tone might have been interpreted as daring him to actually finish that sentence, but the drop of arousal that was slowly trickling down her leg was a testament to the opposite.
"You'll never know when an uptight woman turns out to be a cheating slut, hungry for cock," he concluded with a lecherous grin. "My God, Saber. I would have never thought that you of all people would have been like that."
"That is the whole point of it, isn't it?" she asked. The difference between a cheating slut and an ordinary one, was the uncanny ability to keep their promiscuity concealed from the people closest to them
"Yes. Oh, yes. Absolutely," he agreed, stepping closer and reaching out with an arm, placing a hand on her hips and pulling her close to him, so that his bulge was pressing against her stomach. "No wonder you were so eager to offer yourself up for the ritual in Rin's place."
"You are mistaken. That was simply the upside to the situation," she clarified, not at all upset by the conclusion he had arrived at. Without knowing the truth, the most logical assumption was that she simply wanted to be fucked in Rin's stead.
"My bad," he chuckled, and his hand slid behind her, where it gave her ass a light squeeze that nearly made her gasp and that fanned the flame of arousal in her womanhood. "Then it is safe to assume that you have been gathering Mana by various, ah, willing donors, right?"
"Precisely. Random strangers with no connection with Magi or the Clock Tower were the safest source of Mana I could find," she admitted without feeling the slightest shame.
"An inefficient one, I imagine. You must have gone through several people every day just to keep yourself active."
"Less than you would think," she said. "There are many gifted individuals out there."
"I bet," he grinned. "Just as I'd be willing to bet none were as gifted as I am."
"Perhaps," she said dismissively.
Although he was correct, this man's ego was sufficiently large. Furthermore, there were more important parts of him that required stroking on her part.
"Hm. Well, since it will be some time before Rin wakes again, how about we spend some time deepening our friendship?"
"That sounds like a marvelous idea. Unfortunately, I have a shift in the afternoon, and I'd be lucky to get there on time if I leave now."
"How about you call in sick today?" he suggested as he toyed with her firm butt. "I'm sure that Rin would love to have you here when she comes to next time. Think of it as watching over her."
His suggestion had merit, and she couldn't very well turn him down after she had so callously turned him on. Howard had other maids that would take care of his needs, while there was currently no one that would take care of Gerard's. Leaving his magnificent cock unattended was quite a poor way to show him how grateful she was.
Moreover, if she had to make a hierarchy of responsibilities, her employment didn't rank too high. She had far more important duties than to earn a living.
"Besides," he continued, pulling up her skirt and revealing her bare sex, glistening with arousal. "I would be a very poor friend to Rin if I let you go out in such a sorry state."
"W… Well. When you put it that way, then I cannot refuse your gracious help. It seems that I'm going to be further indebted to you."
"Think nothing of it. One of my principles in life is to not let a horny slut like you go unfucked, if I can help it," he said, as he slid a finger between her legs and into she sloppy cunt.
"This is, ahh… a most… noble… endeavor."
"I think so as well."
Still squeezing her ass, Gerard dragged Saber into another room. The tingling sensation originating from where his fingers sank in her buttocks took away any desire she might have had to protest his manhandling of her.
Not that she would have protested anyway. It was his right as a man to use her body however he desired.
He pushed her into a room similar to Rin's, closing the door behind them. Without hesitation he whipped out his erect cock for Saber's viewing pleasure.
She didn't so much as kneel as she fell to her knees. Her legs gave out before the power radiating from that Staff of Authority. Regardless of how skilled, powerful or resolute she could be, she would always be subservient to a man with a cock such as this.
It was her nature, and there was no defying it and no reason to.
Her mouth parted and her tongue came out, rich with drool which she used to slowly and carefully coat its length. From the base up to the crown and back again, where his swollen testes full of nectar were throbbing with need.
Her lips parted and she took one in her mouth, sucking it gently while her slender hand reached for his cock.
It was too thick for her small hand to wrap around it in its entirety, but all the hours she had accrued servicing Howard weren't for nothing.
She was far from being an expert, but she was no longer a novice either.
"Nice technique, Saber," Gerard praised with a sigh.
Pride swelled unbidden in her chest. This was the result of her tireless efforts, therefore it was only fair that she felt extremely accomplished at receiving praise from a man of this caliber.
In her mind, without even noticing, she started ranking men by the size of their cocks and how well they could use them. Currently Gerard was at the top of her list, therefore his word carried extreme weight.
When she asked herself why such was the case, she just rationalized that her respect for him stemmed from the invaluable help he had been for Rin.
Talent, skills and noble deeds. Gerard had exhibited them all, repeatedly. There was no reason why Saber shouldn't hold him in the highest of regards.
'To think that Rin has turned down the opportunity to service this fine man and his mighty cock several times… It was an unforgivable act of disrespect. Being ignorant to the true values a woman should live by is no excuse.'
There was no way to put into words the remorse she felt for having wronged this man at such lengths. Yet, despite their belittling behavior in his regard he had personally taken great risks to help Rin first and now her.
'I will never be able to repay the debt I owe him,' she realized.
To the best of her knowledge, there was nothing she could do for him to even the odds. It was already established in her mind that he and every other man had right to unlimited access to her body, therefore using sex for that purpose went against her morals.
In short, she was stuck, and that did not sit well with her. She needed to find a way to repay him for his many favors, even if it would take decades.
But that was a long term goal and right now she had immediate responsibilities. That magnificent cock would not service itself. Having given sufficient attention to his testicles, Saber let go of them to focus her full attention to his shaft.
She lapped away at the drops of precum that had formed on its tip, relishing the flavor like an exquisite appetizer, and then she took it into her mouth.
She felt it push into her throat, sliding down and stretching her esophagus, until her nose was pressed against Gerard's bush.
His pelvic hair tickled her nostrils and his musky scent assailed her brain.
"Fuck, Saber! You took all of it in one go. You were born for this."
'Yes. Yes I am,' she agreed. 'I was born to be filled with cock.'
There was no doubt in her mind as of that point. Women, all of them, without any exception, were sluts born to sheathe cocks inside their bodies for the express purpose of giving men their well deserved pleasure.
Any woman that didn't accept this was a fool and anything that came in the way of this task was an annoying chore. Lastly, those that actively opposed it were her enemies and she would see them broken, regardless of their identities and motives.
This was the fire that burned into her heart and that fueled her actions. The same passion that she once put in the pursuit of justice was now directed toward the pleasuring of cocks.
Even her love for Rin and Shirou came in second place, but that was only natural. The responsibilities towards two people could not compare to that towards all of mankind.
'The need of the many surpass that of the few.'
It was a cold, heartless concept, but it was one she had abided to for her whole life.
'The King is not human.'
Other people might be divided in their priorities and conflicted about their loyalties. But not Saber. Her every actions have always been and always would be in the service of the greater g̳̗̗̲̘o̳͕ǫ̜̫͕̼͙d̹ cock.
The fire in her belly burned with all the strength of her righteousness, but she knew better than to indulge it.
Her actions were to be devoted to his satisfaction, not her own.
"Sllrrp. Slrrrp. Slrrp."
Lewd, indecent noises came from her mouth as she pulled the meat pole in and out of her throat. Her lips stretched and her cheeks sunk pervertedly every time she pulled it out and her nostrils flared wildly every time she pushed it back inside.
Yet her eyes were dignified, precisely like they would have been if she stood on her throne. A sharp contrast with how the rest of her looked like.
Sitting seiza with her butt resting on her heels, skirt hiked over her ass, her arousal was dripping all over her bare foot. The ropes of drool that fell from Gerard's cock every time it came out of her mouth fell upon her shirt, wetting it to the point of making it stick close to her skin, outlining her perky breasts.
"Show me your tits, Saber," said Gerard.
It wasn't a polite request, but an order.
Unfortunately, to remove the shirt she was wearing she would have to stop sucking his dick to pull it over her head and since that was an unacceptable proposition she just pulled it up enough to expose her breasts.
Her nipples were hard and seemed to twitch, as if demanding to be pulled and twisted, but Saber wouldn't give them any attention and Gerard could not reach them from his position
Saber didn't care, but Gerard didn't seem to share her sentiment.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and forced her away from his cock.
"Fuuaah," she exhaled. "Is… Is something wrong?"
In response, he struck her with his dick across the face. She was so surprised by this act that she didn't know how she was supposed to respond, even when he struck her again in the other direction.
"Your throat feels great, but your skin is excellent as well. I want to fuck your tits."
She blinked. "How are you supposed to do something like that?"
"You are surprisingly green for a woman who can take all of my cock. Go lay on the bed, face up and I'll show you how," he told her.
Ever dutiful, Saber stood up and walked to the bed, where she laid down as instructed with her arms at her sides.
"Like this?"
"Exactly like this," Gerard agreed, before straddling her and slapping his gargantuan cock on her stomach and chest. "Now push your breasts together around my cock."
Saber did so and pressed her breasts together with her hands, trying to squish his cock between her lumps. Unfortunately her modest sizes and his huge one made it a largely ineffectual effort.
"Never mind. You don't have what it takes for this after all."
Saber's face burned with shame. For her to be unable to fulfill such a simple task was a great blow to her pride. To make things worse it wasn't something she could do anything about.
Her body simply didn't have the right shape, but it not being her fault didn't make it any less her failure.
"What can I do?" she asked Gerard. So far, whenever she hit a snag he always found an answer.
"About your tits? Nothing that would bear immediate results. It doesn't matter though."
"Of course it matters," Saber protested. "The purpose of a woman's body is to give men all the satisfaction they need, however they need."
"Yeah, well. I don't disagree. Look, if you are serious about that, I'm sure there's something that can be done with Magecraft, but it will take me a lot of time and resources to come up with a solution, so can we talk about it later? I'm not really in the mood for an academic discourse."
Saber winced, realizing she had made yet another mistake. Although her pursuit of higher slutdom was correct, it shouldn't have gotten in the way of her current mission.
"Please forgive me," she said. "How do you want me to remedy my shortcomings?"
"I might have an idea. Turn around."
Following his instructions, she rolled on her stomach.
"Now lift your butt. No, keep your face on the pillow and just lift your ass."
Curling her legs, she did as he wanted and presented her ass to him.
"Like… like this?"
"Yes. Now be a good slut and stretch your holes to me."
Saber thought for a moment,then using both hands she spread her nether cheeks apart, exposing her holes more than they already were.
"Nice. Very nice, Saber. Even though I know you have been taking dicks left and right, they look brand new. Perks of being a Heroic Spirit, I imagine."
"Tha...Thank you," she replied, genuinely flattered.
Although she had never quite thought about it, they were her most important feature. It was through these holes that she achieved her purpose in this world. It was these holes that men wanted from her.
In a way, she was nothing more than a frame for them.
'A walking set of holes.'
Her mind briefly returned to that evening at the gloryhole. Back there, who she was as a person was irrelevant. All that mattered was the assets she had brought to bear.
Her body, or more specifically, her holes. Nobody had cared about anything else.
Her attention was brought back to the present by Gerard, who was running his fingers along her inner thigh, slick with her own arousal.
Saber's breath didn't even hitch when he rubbed against the folds of her pussy. The sensation was pleasant, but it did not compare the feeling of his cock hitting her cervix like a battering ram did at the gates of a fortress.
Strictly speaking, she liked it better the rougher her partner was.
That was why her heart sped up when he lined his cock to her womanhood, but she was disappointed when rather than put it inside she just slid it against her folds, coating it with her arousal.
Though curious, she did not ask what he was up to, opting to wait and see. The friction of his member against her pussy provided enough stimulation to make her continue to produce the lubricant.
Then, when he was satisfied with the amount he pulled it away from between her legs and slapped it against her backside a couple of times, an act that sent intense jolts across her spine.
She vaguely recalled what happened the previous night. The unparalleled pleasure she felt when he stuck a finger up her ass. The sound of her bestial moans still echoed in her ears.
It was all that witch's fault. It was her who had messed up Saber's body like that, but she couldn't muster any resentment, not after having experienced first hand the results of her handiwork.
She was solely disappointed when Gerard lined his cock to her pussy instead.
"W-Wait," she said.
"What is it?" he asked. "Changed your mind?"
"N..no. I was wondering… Last night, you did something to me."
"I believe I did way more than just something, but I think I know what you are talking about. Do you want me to stick it up your ass, Saber?"
'Yes,' she thought.
"No," she answered. "During the Grail War, Servant Caster tampered with my body. I didn't know until yesterday but it would appear that my butt is too sensitive and I will lose control if stimulated there."
"You mean to tell me you never had anal sex?" he asked. "No, wait, that doesn't make any sense. Is Caster still alive?"
"No, she was struck down shortly after that. Why?"
"Because all spells fail after the Magus who casts them dies. It's one of the things that separates ordinary Magecraft from True Magic."
"That… that is true, but I assure you, the effects are persistent," she told him, a bit annoyed that this issue had put a stop to their activities.
"Saber… were you already promiscuous in life, or is it a more recent turn of event?"
"It's… it's fairly recent," she admitted.
"And did you not find your body becoming more sensitive as you explore your sexuality?"
"I… yes. It is indeed the case."
"So, what makes you believe that your ass is being adversely affected by Magecraft, when you have the naturally lewd body of a first rate slut? Why would Caster have tormented that specific part of your body if it wasn't already your weak spot?"
That logic seemed to stump Saber. Indeed, why else would Caster focus on that part of her anatomy in her attempt to break her. Could it be that the Witch of Betrayal knew her body better than Saber herself did? In light of the events of the past few weeks, it made some twisted sense.
"Saber, the truth is that you simply like it up your ass. It isn't really unusual. I know dozens of women like that. Why, I know of at least one that is still technically a virgin but has had a hundred different men ride her butt."
Saber had never even considered the possibility of anal sex, much less exclusively.
"I did not know of such things," she confessed.
"I'm sure there's plenty of things about sex I still don't know either," said Gerard in a comforting manner, patting her buttocks. "But what I do know is how to recognize a natural butt-slut when I see her. Considering your reactions last night, there is no doubt that you are one yourself."
"I see. Then… what do you suggest I do?"
"Well, if you like it up the ass, then I say that's where you have to take it, but if you don't like how you lose control of yourself…"
"I don't," Saber admitted. "But if you wish to fuck me there, then do so by all means."
"Are you sure you don't mind?" he asked.
Saber shook her head. "A woman's most important purpose is to please men. My inability to control myself is no excuse to fail in that. However, allow me to apologize in advance for any lapse in decorum on my part."
"Just like that? Last night you went pretty wild just from a finger. I can't guarantee that you'll be able to enjoy ordinary sex ever again once I'm done with you."
Saber was willing to admit that it was a dreadful prospect. But so what? She was no stranger to sacrifice, especially her own. She would perform her duty to the end no matter what it would cost her.
"Your concern is appreciated, but it's misplaced. My pride does not allow me to withdraw."
"Your pride as a Heroic Spirit?" he asked.
"Being a Heroic Spirit had nothing to do with that." she replied. "All women must be able to serve cock with every part of their bodies. Anything short of that is a complete failure."
"I understand, Saber," said Gerard. "I understand and I admire your dedication. Then I'll have the honor to take your anal virginity for myself."
"Not at all. Having a fine man like you claim my maidenhood… the honor is all mine," she replied as she spread her cheeks a little wider.
Her back hole was throbbing and it had been doing so for the entirety of their conversation, almost as if it was beckoning Gerard's shaft.
It no longer had to wait, because he lined his cock to her entrance. The heat of his flesh alone was already sending sparks of pleasure up Saber's spine. She braced herself, squeezing her buttock thigther, as the pulsating crown pressed against her sphincter.
There was a slight resistance as he slowly pushed past the entrance of Saber's last chaste hole.
Her entire body seemed to shake as the last bastion finally crumbled. Inch, after inch, after inch. Gerard's cock advanced inside of Saber's intestines until it was finally sheathed to the hilt.
Throughout this process, Saber did not make a single sound.
"...Saber?" Gerard called. "Are you all right?"
There was no answer, but she had not passed out, for her body was still every little bit as tense as before. From behind her, he could not see her face, so he grabbed her hair and pulled her up, forcing her head to turn.
"Fuaaahhh~!" a moist breath escaped her throat as her jaw fell slack. Her eyes were barely cognizant. "Ge...Ge… Gerard… I…"
"Shhh… I know. You don't need to worry about a single thing. Let it all out."
And with those words he pulled his cock back and immediately slammed it in again.
"OooHHHH!"
Saber moaned aloud, eyes crossing from the pleasure that assailed her brain. Her innards clung to Gerard's massive shaft, and every inch produced a sensation that dwarfed anything she experienced with her pussy. Retaining control of her facial expression was a ludicrous notion. Every nerve between her brain and her butthole was used to carry pleasure from the latter to the former. There was just no bandwidth to send coherent signals from the brain to the body.
To begin with, the brain was already overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the input to generate any output worth mentioning.
Saber was only barely cognizant. She had come just from having it put in and once again with the second thrust.
If she was going to climax with each thrust…
'I'm going to break,' she realized. 'My mind is going to break. I can't….'
But there was no room for that thought. Or any other for that matter.
Gerard had started rocking his hips back and forth. Slowly at first, but increasing in speed with each thrust.
"Ghobebangh,"
Unintelligible moans came out of Saber's mouth. Forming words was beyond her as her tongue had fallen limp out of her mouth, dripping drool on her chin and down her chest. Between that and the arousal running copiously along her legs it was almost like she had gone for a swim.
There was nothing even remotely resembling dignity to be found upon her.
'It's… it's so good. Being fucked in the ass is so good. I don't … I don't care if I won't be able to have normal sex ever again. I don't care if all I'll ever be is a filthy butt slut. It's the best. Anal sex is the best thing in the world.'
As he pumped into her, Gerard let go of her hair and her face fell onto the mattress.
"Hey, hey, Saber. It's no fun if you just lay there and take it," Gerard reprimanded. "How about you do your part?"
But Saber, with the exception of the moans coming from her gaping mouth, was entirely unresponsive. Seeing that, Gerard stopped moving with his cock almost entirely out of her ass.
It took about a second for Saber's eyes to regain a modicum of focus, and the moment she did so she immediately pushed her ass back as to impale herself on him.
Being forced by her own desire into being an active participant returned a bit of her faculties, and she pushed herself up on all four, so that she could push back better and deeper.
"So. I take you like this, Saber?"
"Ahhh. I wuv it. I wuv it," she said with her tongue still hanging limp. "I wuv anal shex!"
"You know what that means?" he asked.
Saber shook her head.
"It means that you are a bitch, Saber. You are right in that all women are born to please men, but only a bitch in heat would lose it the way you do. Wouldn't you agree?"
"N...Nooh. I ahm no bisch. I ahm noth," she protested.
"Oh yeah?" he challenged. "Take a good look at yourself."
He put his arms under her legs and lifted her up as he got up from the bed and turned around so that she would be facing the full figure mirror that adorned the room.
Saber saw her reflection. Her legs were spread wide by Gerard's arms just as her butthole was being spread open by his massive cock. Arousal was dripping from her wet cunt and her face was distorted in delirious pleasure.
"This is you, Saber. The real you," he told her as he kept pistoning her ass.. "That dignified person you pretend to be is only a mask."
"Ish not thrue. Ish not thrue."
Gerard frowned and stopped his thrusts just like he had done before. This time, however, Saber was in no position to do anything, as the entirety of her weight was held by him. Even a powerful Servant could not move in she didn't have any traction
"Wha… what are you doing?" she asked after taking some deep breaths to center herself. "Why did you stop?"
"I don't particularly care what bullshit you tell your boyfriend to fuck people behind his back, Saber, but I'm not him and I won't have a slut like you lie to my face."
"I am not lying. I did not -Ahnnn!"
He gave a sharp if short thrust with his cock and Saber threw her head back in pleasure. However, Gerard stopped again and only moved back and forth of one inch.
"Wha-What… P… Please don't… don't do that."
"And why not? Do I owe you anything, perhaps? I'll stop whenever I want, Saber. Wasn't it you who said that a woman's body is to please men? Where do you get off making demands?"
"I… I…. I apologize. I just…"
"You just want me to fuck your ass. For all your selfless proclaims, you want to have sex. I don't mind that, but I won't have you besmirch all the other cheating sluts with your behavior. Keep the lies for your boyfriend."
Besmirching the other cheating sluts? Was she really doing something of the sort? She didn't want to believe it, but as she looked again at her reflection she felt that her earlier protests were nothing but falsehoods.
Gerard was not wrong when he said that she wanted him to fuck her. Just as she wanted every other men whom she had sex with.
It was her duty, but it was also her wish. Putting the wants of her partners first did not cancel her own. Lying about them was nothing short of deceitful and it was only justifiable around Shirou and Rin.
"I… I'm sorry. You are correct. I do… I do want this," she admitted. "P…. please fuck me. Fuck my ass more."
"That's a start, but it's nowhere near enough, Saber. Not after you lied to me that way."
"Wha… What else do you want me to do?"
"I don't want anything, Saber. You need to admit to yourself who you really are, out loud. Until now, I only heard you speak of women in general and never really about yourself. You are hiding behind your gender without taking responsibility for who you are."
"I… I... "
Saber wanted to protest, She wanted to say that he was mistaken, but she couldn't find it within herself to do so. Until now, did she not rationalize that she was a slut because all women were born as such? And although that was certainly true, since when did she need to compare herself to others for validation?
Either something was right and just, or it wasn't, regardless of whether or not other people agreed. Saber had already determined for herself which was which. Indeed, her justice had already been established, and even if the entire world objected, she knew the truth of things. She had no right to hide behind the opinion of the masses.
'That all women are sluts is merely an excuse. What matters is that I am a slut. It is high time I hold myself as one.'
"I apologize, Gerard," she said in a firm voice void of all hesitation. It was the same voice which she had ordered entire villages pillaged with. "I did not realize that I was still deceiving myself. Allow me to say something that will clear any doubt."
"Go ahead."
She took a deep breath and stared at her own eyes reflected in the mirror.
"I, Arturia Pendragon, King of Knights, declare that I am a bitch in heat who craves for fat cocks. My purpose is to be a receptacle for semen. My duty is to teach other women that they are the same. My wish to have my every hole filled. I hereby swear on my name, my honor and my throne, that I will live my life as a fuck toy with no human dignity or rights, and that I will lie about my true nature only to the man I love, so that I may cheat on him every single day until his dying breath."
The oath echoed in the room and in her own ears. They had been spoken with the utmost gravity, not unlike a self-imposed geas. With every word she uttered, she felt something break within herself. Chains of self-deception, she thought, which had been holding her back until now.
One lone tear rolled down her cheek, but it fell before she even realized it was there and drowned into the pool of her own arousal…. just like the rest of her.
"Splendidly said, Saber. No, Arturia," said Gerard.
"Hm! It's nothing praiseworthy. It was something I should have done a long time ago," she replied. "Now, Gerard. It is my earnest wish that you would break my ass with your superior cock. I beg you to ram it inside me until all semblance of human intelligence is driven from my brain and I am reduced to a drooling idiot."
"It will be my honest pleasure," he said and pulled his arms upward until his hands were behind her head, locking her into a full nelson. With both her legs and arms locked and her holes exposed, Saber took one last look at her own reflection, before Gerard slammed his cock deep into her.
The dignified expression which she had just recovered shattered immediately upon impact. Her eyes crossed over and her mouth twisted into a silly smile.
"Yeeeeees! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, you stallion."
"I'm going to make your ass imprint on my cock, Saber. No other man will ever be a perfect match."
"Do it! Do it, you son of a bitch! Turn my ass into your custom made cock-sleeve! Yes! Fuck! I love your dick! It's the best!"
"Better than even your boyfriend?!
"Yeeees! Shirou's cock is no match to yours."
"Damn! That's harsh, even for a bitch like you."
"I don't give a shit! Screw that guy and his average weiner. I only care for fat cocks, do you hear me?"
"Ha! It's only fitting that the King of Knights is a Size Queen, isn't it? Is that what you are, Saber? The Queen of Sows?"
"Yes! That's me! That's me! THAT'S MEEEEEE OOOOH!"
With one last thrust, Gerard erupted deep inside her bowels, filling them with copious amounts of burning hot semen.
In that moment, Saber experienced the most powerful climax of her entire existence. Her limbs would have failed had they not been so thoroughly restrained.
As she was she could only contract her muscles, which resulted in squirting arousal in front of her, covering the mirror with her juices and blurring her reflection
Her eyes rolled around in their sockets, as her face cycled through extremely stupid expressions, nostrils flaring like a mare mid-breeding.
Eventually all tension left her body and she fell limp, still impaled upon Gerard's cock. She was still conscious, but completely drained of all strength, despite the injection of Mana she had just received.
There wasn't a single adjective to explain how she felt at that moment. It was like everything had fallen into place, and all the world idiosyncrasies finally made sense.
Who she was and what she needed to do was clearer than ever. Finally her true self had come to light.
Arturia Pendragon, Queen of Sows was born from the ashes of the King of Knights and her reign of pleasure and degradation would far surpass her previous in both duration and glory.
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