Chapter 40
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The car stopped in front of Rin's and Saber's apartment and the two of them climbed out.
"Thanks for the ride, Gerard," the Magus said to her peer.
"Don't mention it," he replied. "Stay safe out there."
He then sped away, leaving Master and Servant alone on the sidewalk.
"Come on, Rin. Let's get inside," said Saber. It was late in the afternoon, and there was still some daylight to be had.
Saber, however, fussed over her like a mother hen, preferring she wouldn't stay outside more than necessary until she was back in full shape.
Five days had passed since she awoke in Gerard's mansion. Five days that she invested in recovering her lost strength.
As far as her body was concerned, she felt she was in top shape. Better than she recalled ever being. Then again these five days were some of the most relaxing she ever had. Her life had been so hectic that being convalescent after an abduction was quite refreshing.
What that said about her lifestyle, she'd rather not think about.
The problem wasn't physical as much as it was….
She didn't know what the problem was. Her body was fine. Her Circuits were fine. There were no lingering effects from her time in captivity.
However she had the weirdest feeling, like she was a stranger in her own skin. Moreover, she had the impression of being observed all the time. It didn't make any sense, of course. The feeling persisted even if she locked herself inside a closet in the dark. She had tried.
The only thing she could think of, is that someone was observing her through some type of divination. Not at all impossible, but highly unlikely.
Scrying didn't look like much, but it was cost intensive and it was far too simple to throw off once you were aware of it. Nothing she did lessened the feeling in any conceivable manner.
The answer was probably much simpler. She was being paranoid. Not that it was unjustified, by any stretch of the imagination, but it was a form of fear and that was a problem in and of itself.
For a Magus, fear was worse than death. Their entire ability to cast spells relied on absolute self confidence.
Unfortunately there wasn't much that could be done about the issue other than let time do the healing. The problem was still that time was a finite resource. She needed to get back on track as soon as possible, but she knew that if she went back to the shark pool that was the Clock Tower at less than her absolute best, she'd be devoured.
For the time being, Gerard would act as her proxy. He was kind enough to accept to oversee and report the results of her team.
She wouldn't have trusted anyone other than him, Shirou or Saber. She hoped that a few more days in a safe environment would help her restore her confidence once and for all.
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After living on her own for so long, returning home with Rin felt somewhat strange for Saber.
Things had changed so much in the meantime. She had changed more than she could put into words, whereas Rin was still the same as before. By looking at the word with different eyes, everything took a different meaning, even and especially their relationship.
Did she still love Rin? Very much so.
However, there was now a degree of separation. She no longer felt attracted to her in the same way she did before.
Of course she still thought she was beautiful, but it was an objective assessment rather than genuine appreciation. Saber felt no desire to be intimate with her any longer. The thought of it didn't repulse her, but it did not arouse her in the least.
Her feelings were purely platonic in nature.
It was nobody's fault. It was just that the word attraction held a different meaning to Saber now. The only one that mattered.
Of course, she knew that men found lesbians to be quite the turn on, and that was the only reason why Saber found them to be admissible. Women had no business being attracted to their own gender. If they had the time to please one another. shouldn't they be looking for a men to fuck them? Of course they should.
Granted, that's how things would work in an ideal world, but the world was far from ideal.
Take this case for instance.
She didn't want Rin to believe she no longer loved her. Especially now that she was so vulnerable. Saber would have to put up with it, at least until Rin's eyes were finally opened as well.
Watching Rin throw off her shoes and lay down on the bed they shared, Saber couldn't wait until the day that splendid body of hers was put to good use.
"Fuaah, it's good to be home," the Magus sighed.
"I'm glad you are back," Saber replied, sitting next to her. "I'm glad you are safe."
She meant it more than Rin could possibly imagine. Not only was she personally happy to have her back, but she was also relieved for everybody else. As far as Saber was concerned, Rin was a world class beauty, especially now that she had filled out more. She had developed an hourglass figure that Saber could only envy.
It would have been an immeasurable loss for mankind if such a beauty had been harmed. Just thinking of all the men that would have missed their chance of fucking her to their heart content filled her with dread.
Rin's safety was important now more than ever.
Saber's heart was already beating faster than normal thinking of all the cocks that they could serve together. When Rin leaned her head into her shoulder, Saber put an arm around her and kissed the top of her head, hoping she wouldn't hear how fast it was going.
"Thank you for being there for me, Saber," she said.
"It's my pleasure, Rin," she replied, wondering what the Magus would think, if she knew that Saber was fantasizing about all the ways she could cheat on her. Not to mention all the ways Saber could use to turn Rin to her views.
Was it betrayal? It definitely was, but it was necessary and for Rin's own good. More importantly, it excited her and as Saber had found out, Pleasure is the highest form of Justice.
"What do you plan on doing now, Rin?" she asked, concealing her true thoughts.
"I'm going back to the Clock Tower in a couple of days. There's far too many things that I need to catch up with."
"Are you sure that's safe?"
"It was never safe, but it's safer than out here. Open hostilities between Magi are strictly prohibited inside the association, and though someone might try to get away with it all the same. they'll have far less room to maneuver than out here."
"Do you think this apartment it's safe enough?"
"No fortress is truly impregnable, but if anyone can get through the Boundary Fields I'm going to put up around this place, then there's really nothing I can do to stop them, short of running away and hiding. You know we can't do that. The Directorate still suspects we know where Shirou is, and if we ran we'll have the entire organization after us thinking we went to join him."
"So we are stuck between the hammer and a hard place," said Saber.
"What else is new, right?" Rin laughed bitterly. "Why have I ever believed that coming to this snake pit was a good thing is beyond me."
"Now, now, Rin. It's not all bad. At least you have found a trustworthy ally in Gerard."
An ally so trustworthy that he conspired with Saber to turn Rin into a dirty slut like Saber. Which was a good thing, of course, but Saber could not say that yet.
"There is that," Rin agreed. "Speaking of which, I should probably find a way to pay him back somehow."
"Oh, I'm sure you'll find a way," said Saber. Normally she wouldn't condone sex as an exchange of favors, for a woman body didn't belong to her. However, sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.
If Gerard could leverage Rin's debt to let her experience true pleasure, Saber was willing to put aside her objections.
Truly, the world was far from being perfect.
"What about you, Saber? What have you been up to?"
She shrugged. "Nothing much. Whenever I wasn't looking for you, I was at work. Although I did manage to befriend some of my colleagues."
"You mean outside of working hours?"
"Yes. Is that so surprising?" she asked.
"No. Well, yes, but not really. Actually, I'm glad. I was hoping you could get out of your shell and connect with someone other than Shirou and I. I'm happy that you managed to loosen up a little."
Oh, she had loosened up more than just a little, but again that wasn't something that she could say.
"I'm glad you approve," she replied.
It was getting increasingly difficult to hold this conversation. Saber's thoughts raced to all the things she wanted Rin to do and be done to her. For a woman of action like her, dancing around what she knew needed done was frustrating.
No to mention that thinking of Rin being used that way was turning her on orethan she already was by default. She needed to get herself a big, juicy cock as soon as possible.
Too bad she couldn't leave Rin on her own right now. If only she could take her along…
"Say, Rin… Rather than staying cooped up on here, what do you think of going out together? I could introduce you to my friends."
Rin lifted her head and looked up at her.
"Really?"
"Sure, why not? I trust no one would try anything with me in the vicinity. We might as well kick back and relax a bit."
"That's… Alright. Yes, that actually sounds great."
"Excellent. I'll call them."
"Good. What kind of people are they?"
"You'd be hard pressed to find people friendlier than them," said Saber, laughing internally at the double-entendre she alone was privy to. Truly, she understood Veronica's fascination with leading on his husband.
"I'm looking forward to meeting them."
Saber left the room and went to make the call.
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They left the house shortly after dinner. By that hour the hustle and bustle of the day had dwindled and the car traffic was much smoother than early
Saber and Rin sat together in the back of a cab. Saber, looking out of the windows and Rin looking at Saber. More specifically at the way she was dressed.
Black, form-fitting leather trousers and a white blouse with more cleavage than Rin had ever seen Saber show in public. The heels were a new entry as well.
"Say, Saber…. since when did you have those clothes?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Hm? Oh, these rags? My friends insisted on going out shopping and wouldn't let me return home unless I bought something that wouldn't stifle my charms. Their words, not mine."
"Yes, uhm, well, they were not wrong."
Saber looked absolutely delectable in those. Actually, that wasn't true. Saber looked delectable in her everyday clothes. Now Saber looked downright sexy. Rin couldn't recall a time when she thought that of her Servant.
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Beautiful? She always had been, but sexy was a first.
Rin didn't know what to think of that. Mostly, she didn't know what to make of the fact that someone other than Shirou or herself had managed to get that side of Saber out.
There was an uncomfortable feeling in her chest at the thought. Jealousy mixed to something she didn't have a name to assign. Now more than ever, Rin wanted to know these friends of hers. Just what kind of people were they to do this to her Saber, in her absence no less?
Saber wasn't exactly naive but she was new to this world, even now. There were so many ways to take advantage of people that even someone native to this era couldn't know all of them, and the knowledge provided by the Grail wasn't exactly comprehensive.
So far, nothing bad ever happened because either Shirou or Rin were around, and while neither of them were paragons of common sense they were at least more familiar with the current era.
If she found out that someone had misled Saber, there would be hell to pay. The Tohsaka had a rule not to use Magecraft against ordinary people unless strictly necessary, but screw that. No one hurt Saber and got away with it.
No one.
As she mulled over all the possible ways to do bodily harm to these strangers, the cab eventually arrived at his destination.
"This is the place?" asked Rin, looking out of the window.
It was a modern looking club with extremely bright lights and the beat of the music could be heard even from outside.
It was still early, so there weren't many people lining up to enter.
Saber and Rin got out of the cab and paid the driver, who then promptly sped away.
"Saber!" someone called out.
Two women were approaching them. One seemed to be in her early twenties while the other was definitely in her thirties.
"Veronica! Claire!" Saber answered. "It's good to see you."
"Same," replied the older one. "I'm happy that you invited us out for a change. And who is this?"
"This is my girlfriend, Rin Tohsaka."
"Saber!" Rin exclaimed.
"She's the one? Oh, so I'm glad to finally meet you. I'm Veronica and this is Claire."
"L-Likewise," Rin replied, shaking their hands. "So, uhm, did Saber talk about me?"
"Sure, if by talking you mean she had to have any information about her significant other pried from her mouth. It took us weeks to make her confess about a mysterious girlfriend."
"Oh. Uhm. That's nice?" she said, looking at Saber quizzically, not knowing whether to be comfortable about having their relationship disclosed to strangers.
Not even their closest friends back in Japan knew of their particular arrangement. They all believed that only Shirou and Rin were involved with one another, and that Saber had left with them simply because she returned to England around the same time.
It wasn't because Rin was ashamed of being in a homosexual relationship or anything like that. There was far less stigma attached to it in Japan than in the western countries. It was just that they were usually far more reserved about it than that.
Although she was happy that Saber had made it known that she was taken, it still struck Rin as wrong, somehow.
"We should head inside," said Saber, breaking the weird mood that was starting to build up.
"Sure," Rin agreed.
The four of them were shown inside very quickly. A group of four pretty women weren't held in line for long, as their presence would drive more male patrons to the establishment.
They took a table and ordered drinks. Rin decided to avoid anything alcoholic. She really wanted to keep her mind sharp.
"So, how do you like working with Saber?" Rin asked her colleagues. "Is she giving you a hard time?"
"Rin!" Saber protested.
"Oh, is she a hardass at home too?" said Claire.
"Claire!"
"Well, you do run a tight ship, Saber," said Veronica. "You can't deny that."
Unamused, the Servant crossed her arms over her chest. "There is nothing wrong with having high standards. I will not apologize for expecting the best."
"Hey, I'm not saying that you are wrong. It's just that not everyone can be like you, you know? We can't take it as hard and as long as you do."
"That's simply because you aren't trying hard enough," she replied. "If you did, I'm sure you'd be able to take a lot more."
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If possible, there would have been question marks all over Rin's head. They were talking about work, yes? What they said fit Saber down to a tee. So why did she feel like that the subject had changed?
It sounded like there was a joke going on, to which she wasn't privy to.
'I'm probably thinking too much,' she decided.
Her paranoia was running high after the abduction and she was seeing shadows behind every corner. She had been gone for weeks and even in the months before that she spoke with Saber only every few days.
In light of that there was nothing strange about being out of the loop. Besides, the reason for this outing was for her to relax, so that was what she should be doing.
They ordered more drinks and talked some more. The discussion deviated from work to more casual things. Still, every now and then, Rin felt that there were inside jokes that she barely failed to understand. It made her feel nervous instead of relaxing her.
It didn't help that the club started filling with people. This was a very public avenue so it wasn't likely that any Magus would start something in here. The Clock Tower didn't like covering up for breaches caused by personal feuds. Besides, Saber was with her. No one would be so foolish as to make a move in these circumstances.
However, what she knew and what she felt were entirely different things. Even now she felt there were countless eyes on her.
"I need to go to the restroom," she said.
"Me too," said Saber.
"Alright, we'll hold the table," said Claire, lifting her glass at the two of them.
As usual, there was a long line to the women restroom. However, Rin wasn't exactly in any hurry. She just wanted to get away from the two women. Of course, her state of mind didn't escape Saber's keen eye.
"Is something wrong Rin? You look awfully tense."
"It's nothing. This isn't exactly my scene, that's all. The music isn't that great either. Doesn't it bother you?"
"Not really, but if you want to leave just say the word."
Rin shook her head.
"No. I really need to unwind. If I start running from places, who knows if and where I'll stop."
Saber squeezed her shoulder comfortingly.
"That's the right spirit to have," she said in approval.
"That being said, do you come here often? You look familiar with the place."
"I came here only once before, at the insistence of Veronica, mostly."
"Really? I thought this place suited Claire a lot more. Isn't Veronica a bit too old?"
"Don't let her hear you say that. I believe yours would be considered fighting words."
"They probably are," Rin smirked. "I'd take them that way. Still, I'm a bit jealous."
"About what?" Saber asked.
"That they managed to bring you out of your shell. Shirou and I never did. Not to this degree at least."
"That's nobody's fault, Rin. It's just that the three of us are alike in many ways. We tend to reinforce each other's introverted tendencies. I think that befriending people from different walks of life might benefit us."
"Yeah, that's… that's probably for the best."
Didn't that sound like that they should see other people? Rin knew that Saber didn't mean it that way, but she couldn't help but wonder if they weren't as good for each other as they thought they were.
That was a ridiculous thought, wasn't it? Saber never made any mention of being unhappy with their relationship. Their bond was strong and forged through the flames of battle.
However… what if she ever wanted to break up? What if she ever wanted to pursue a relationship with somebody else instead?
She simply couldn't. Saber literally couldn't exist in this world without Rin. She was bound to her for life. If her feelings ever changed, would she even bring it up? It was just a stray thought. It didn't last more than a second, but for the first time since they became a thing, Rin started having doubts.
What would Saber do if she had a change of heart? Would she be forthcoming about her feelings? She didn't exactly have a good track record about it.
'No. No. I am just reinforcing my paranoia. Saber probably isn't thinking about stuff like that.'
With Shirou on the run, they both had much more pressing concerns. They scarcely had time to invest in their own relationship, much less coming up with new ones. Saber of all people put the safety of others above her own personal wishes. That much was certain.
But what if… what if...
"Hey, Rin," Saber called out, right before she wrapped her arms around her shoulders, pulling her into an embrace. "I'm not sure what's going on in your head right now, but it will be alright. Trust me on that. Everything will be just fine."
Rin felt a weight being lifted from her shoulders.
Saber was Saber, and whatever could be said about her, nobody could force her to do something she didn't agree with.
"Thanks, Saber. I think I need to hear that," she replied, hugging her back. For a brief moment, everything was truly fine.
Then of course, somebody had to ruin it.
"Wooo! Lesbians," someone shouted. "How about you let me show what you are missing, uh?"
Rin immediately broke off the embrace and looked around for the source of the comment. It was a clearly intoxicated guy, leering at the two of them. By the looks of him, he had been drinking long before arriving at the club.
Before Rin could say something scathing in return, Saber put an arm in front of her.
"It's almost your turn to use the restroom," she said. "Let me deal with him."
"He's just a drunkard, Saber. There's no need for you to bother with him at all."
"No, no. I need to address this. Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt him."
"But… oh, fine. I know better than trying to change your mind. Don't take too long."
With a nod, Saber marched to the guy and dragged by the arm to a place out of view.
Poor fellow had no idea what he had brought upon himself.
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It took Rin a bit more than expected to finally have her turn at the restroom. If it had taken her any longer, she would have just gotten out of line and went looking for Saber, since she had yet to return five minutes later.
Not that Rin worried about her. There were few things in this world that could threaten Saber directly. She was more worried about the drunk man. Saber might have said she wouldn't harm him, but that was only on account of him being only verbally offensive.
In the event he tried to put his hands on her, Saber probably wouldn't mind breaking a bone or two. After she had done her business, however, she found Saber waiting for her outside.
"Hey. Is that guy still walking on his own legs?"
"Just what opinion do you have of me, Rin?" Saber sighed. "I assure you that I've left him no worse for wear. In fact, once I looked past his blustering bravado he was rather nice to talk to."
"... seriously?"
That was definitely not what Rin had expected Saber to say.
"The louder the people shout, Rin, the more scared they usually are. Those who are truly self assured scarcely need to announce their presence."
"Well, I suppose that makes sense, in a way. Still, I thought you would have just scared the wits out of him."
A Servant didn't really need to exert physical strength to frighten an ordinary human. Their unrestricted presence would be more than enough.
"Yes. I could have done that, and he would have cowed before me. But would that have solved anything in the long term? Or would he have grown resentful? No, I found out that it's better to understand people and their motivations, trying to come to a mutually satisfactory outcome if possible."
"It feels like you have grown as a person," said Rin.
Saber was never unreasonable, but she always failed at understanding people, to the point that her kingdom had come to a tragic end.
"Hmm. I wish I had learned of this a long time ago, but that's how things are. At least now that man knows that there's no need to put up such a display."
"I hope so" Rin huffed. "I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been able to resolve it as diplomatically as you have."
"Oh, Rin," Saber smiled. "It's all a matter of willingness and experience. Trust me, you have everything it takes."
There it was again, that feeling of having something going over her head. Why was it that she felt she was missing out on an obvious joke?
"Come on, let's get back to Claire and Veronica," said Saber, taking hold of her hand.
Rin followed after her, resolving to put this baseless paranoia out of her Saber had said, everything would turn out for the best in the end.
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"Come with me," Saber said with a voice that brooked no argument, before grabbing the drunk man and dragging him away.
She pushed him behind a column and into a dark alcove.
"Eh eh eh," he laughed. "Just what are you planning on doing, babe?"
Saber crossed her arms over her chest.
"That would be my question. What do you think you were going to achieve by addressing us so vulgarly?"
"Hey, I'm just saying like it is. You fucking dykes have no idea what you are passing up. If you just let me show you, you'd know."
"Really?" Saber asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Yeeeah," he slurred. "I'm telling ya. One good look at my cock and you'd be on your knees begging to suck it."
"Well, let's see it then," Saber said flatly. "Show me."
"Ahh? Yeah, right. Like I'd fall for that," he snorted. "The moment I whip it out, you are going to scream and have me arrested."
"You are the one who said that one good look at it would have on my knees. I believe the phrase is to put your money where the mouth is. But as I had expected, you are all words," she said, turning around to leave.
"Hey, wait a fucking minute. Are you calling me a coward?"
"Is that not how one calls those who lack the courage to back up their claims? Yes, I am calling you a coward."
"I'm no coward, bitch. Here! Watch this," he said and started fumbling with his trousers.
A moment later he whipped out his half-erect cock. A shaft that looked every little bit as crooked as the rest of him. It reeked so bad that its smell surpassed that of even the alcohol in his breath.
Thud!
Saber fell to her knees, arms limp at her sides and a dazed expression on her face. The man looked mildly surprised, before his mouth stretched into a lewd grin.
"See. I knew it. I knew I was right."
"Yes, you were," Saber purred, grabbing his rapidly erecting manhood. "What's a woman without a man's cock to worship? Nothing."
"Bitch, so you were just pretending before."
"Not at all. If a man doesn't have the guts to follow through with his own desires he doesn't deserve having them fulfilled. Now that you have shown me your valor, I must naturally reward you."
Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, Saber opened her mouth and brought his stinking member to his lips.
"Hmm," she moaned.
"Fuuuck," he sighed as Saber took more and more of his length into her mouth until it was buried all the way to the base and his pubes were tickling her nostrils.
Then she looked up at him from that indecent position. She grabbed his hands and put them both on the back of her head squeezing them in such a way that it was impossible to misunderstand what she wanted.
'Fuck my face.'
The drunkard had no issues fulfilling that request, as he pulled back her head and his own hips, only to smack them back together.
"Ghk! Ghk! Ghk!"
Lewd noises came from Saber's throat every time his cock pushed into her. Yet she looked as unperturbed as ever while the barbarian ravaged her mouth.
"Take this you fucking bitch," he grunted. "That's all you sluts are good for. Fucking cumdumpsters. I'm going to fill your stomach with my spunk."
He was just done saying so that he came deep into her throat, spurting ropes of thick semen right into Saber, who swallowed every drop like she had been doing it since time immemorial.
Only when the last drop had been milked out of his cock did she pull away and released his member, which was rapidly getting soft.
"Thank you for the treat," she said. "I should go back now, before my girlfriend comes looking for me."
"You… you do that," the man sighed, sliding down against the wall. Now that he had ejaculated he started to feel drowsy and the huge amounts of alcohol he had already consumed only hastened that process.
"Did you enjoy the show, Rin?" Saber asked, looking behind her shoulder.
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"Rin! Rin!"
"AH!" Rin shouted, bolting upright in her bed.
"Rin, what's wrong?" Saber asked.
"Sa...Saber?" Rin blinked, looking around wildly.
They were in the room they shared, back at their apartment. The memories from earlier slowly came back to her.
They spent a bit more time at the club with Veronica and Claire and then returned home, cuddling together in their bed they shared until she fell asleep.
"I… I had a nightmare," she finally managed to say.
"Yes, I gathered as much. How are you feeling?"
Rin swallowed, not really knowing how to answer that question.
"I'm… I'm fine, I just need to calm down."
Her heart was running a mile a minute and she was short on breath while sweat dripped down her forehead.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Saber asked.
"I… I don't even recall what it was about," she lied.
Because how could she tell Saber that she dreamt of watching her give head to the drunkard that molested them last night? How could she tell her about the burning feeling in the pit of her stomach?
"I'm going to take a shower," she said. Glancing at the clock, it was already four-thirty. She would be getting up in half an hour anyway. There was no point going back to sleep.
"I'll come with you," said Saber.
"There's no need. Just lay back and sleep some more," she told her as she climbed out of bed.
"I would rather stay with you. It's not like I need to sleep."
"... alright then," Rin conceded with a sigh.
Although she did want to take a shower, she also wanted to distance herself from Saber and deal with the pulsating need between her legs.
There was no way she could do that now. And of course she could even ask Saber to help her with it.
Their relationship wasn't as it used to be, and even if it was Rin would feel guilty asking her girlfriend to help her get off on her filthy imagination. Saber deserved better than being treated as a sex toy.
'Do I really believe that?'
If she took into consideration how her dream made her feel about Saber being used exactly like that, Rin wasn't quite sure of it any longer.
After all, it was her who pushed to have Saber join her relationship with Shirou. He would have never had the guts to make such a suggestion, even if he wanted it.
Indeed, it was for her own pleasure that she did that. Honestly, she did like watching Shirou and Saber go at it, so she couldn't really say that it wasn't for her own perverse satisfaction.
She simply liked Saber being sexed up. This new twist of her imagination was probably the result of not getting her fix in a long while, plus the stress of the last few days.
Knowing that didn't really change that she was a deviant, but it explained why she had that dream. Unfortunately, explaining the phenomenon didn't really help her solve it either.
She was horny and she wanted to get off, but with Saber sticking to her she couldn't possibly do it. She could only suffer in silence.
A fitting punishment for wishing such a thing on her own girlfriend.
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Saber stood right outside the open bathroom door while Rin took a shower.
A few weeks ago, she might have bought the story of the nightmare. After all, what did Saber know about sexual frustration? Certainly not enough to spot the signs of it on someone else.
Now having experienced it firsthand, Saber could see them upon Rin's body, Of course, knowing that Gerard would send lewd dreams to her mind every night also helped with that.
She couldn't help but wonder what exactly that dream Rin had. She couldn't know that Gerard had set things up in such a way that Rin would witness Saber's own sexual exploits whenever she danced around her Master to get the deed done.
All that Saber knew was that the dreams wouldn't end until Rin finally gave in and cheated on her.
Although, was it still cheating when the truth was that both of them had been already corrupted down to the very core?
And more importantly, would Saber still truly care?
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On the outskirts of London there was an industrial warehouse no longer in use. It had been repurposed and had been rented out for various purposes.
That night, it was holding a very special event, which had been advertised through certain channels so that it would reach a high number of people. From the outside, one could hear loud cheers almost as if there was some kind of party going on.
In a way, that was pretty much the case.
Rin's other bodies had been quite busy in the past few hours.
The Asian "twins" had been tasked by Gerard to collect Mana from the general population. The more there they could gather, the better it would be. Gerard had many ongoing projects that required more Mana than any Magus could reasonably gather on their own.
Fortunately, with multiple Rin as his familiars, expanding his Mana network was a piece of cake. The two stunning beauties would have hundred of men throwing themselves at their feet, but Tohsaka Rin would never again have sex for free if she could help it.
Unfortunately, money was one hell of an entry barrier. Some people objected to the idea of paying for sex on a principle, for reasons Rin could no longer relate to. Of course, she was hot enough that there would be still plenty of people willing to have sex with her at whatever price, but it slowed down the process.
A better strategy was necessary. She needed a course of action that was both profitable and effective. How could she acquire massive amounts of Mana and still make lots of money all in a short period of time?
Regular sex wouldn't do and even an orgy wouldn't really suffice Gerard's needs.
Fortunately for her, she came from a country that came up with a new fetish and deviancy every other day. In this case she didn't even need to look for anything cutting edge. Instead, she decided to go with a long standing tradition of her country.
A bukkake party.
Wearing only fishnet stockings the two Rin were on their knees, side by side. Their long manes, respectively red and blonde were sticky from all the semen that had missed their faces and mouths.
Hooked up to their stockings were several used condoms, filled with even more semen. A treat to be saved for later.
The rest of them were surprisingly clean, but only because they licked up the dripping man-juice off one another and even from the floor at regular intervals.
Around them stood dozens of naked men waiting for their turns with the twins. Some would get a handjob, others a boobjob or a blowjob, whereas a few lucky ones would get to fuck their asses and pussies when they switched position to lick each other clean.
There were only two rules. Wait for their turn and aim their spunk at their mouth. The entrance fee to this event was a mere twenty pounds per person, and they could stay as long as they had cum to give, although they would have to go to the back of the line once they had climaxed even once.
Until then, more than a hundred people had turned up. In less than two hours, Rin had made over two thousands pounds and that wasn't counting the profit she'd make from selling the video.
Gerard had hooked her up with a guy that knew how to distribute it. Rin didn't have the slightest inkling as how to handle that part.
As usual, since she was working for him, he would get the lion share of the profits. However Rin didn't mind that. Her goal wasn't so much maximizing her gains as much as it was pitching herself at the highest price she could.
At the same time, having a low margin to herself made her feel every little bit like a cheap whore.
Any half decent-looking woman would could get a guy to cough up ten pounds for a good fuck. That she managed to make even less than that per client was precisely the kind of degradation she was looking for.
She was a piece of fuckmeat for rent and that knowledge melted her from the inside out. That and all the semen that was filling her stomachs.
Even though most of the men that had gathered could produce only a few drops of cum their sheer numbers were sufficient to stuff her to the brim. However, Rin would never tire of guzzling down her favorite juice, no matter how many gallons there were.
Kneeling there with their tongues sticking out, the two of them were stroking two men each, pointing their cocks at their open mouths.
With a groan, one of them came, splattering his jizz across their faces, some of which fell into their mouths, where they kept a pool of mixed juices. They would not swallow until their mouths were completely full, showing each of the participants how much of a semen tank they truly were.
"Drink it up, bitch!" the last one said seeing that her mouth was full.
With a loud gulp, the two Rin simultaneously guzzled down their treat and then stuck out their tongue to show it was all gone.
"Fuuah! More, give us more. We want more of your cock-juice," the purred.
Such A-Class beauties degrading themselves this way sent the men into a frenzy. Even though they had all ejaculated several times, their dicks were still hard as rock.
These people were far from being a prime example of what humanity had to offer. Most of them looked like they could never land a date on their own. Too old, too ugly, too fat and too scrawny or a combination of these factors. Not to mention that most of their cocks were pathetically smaller than the average, which already wasn't impressive to a consumed whore like Rin.
In short, they were epitome of losers. Rin loved being used by these rejects of mankind and enthusiastically milked them for all they had to offer.
At the same time, they remotely enjoyed the torment of their innocent alter ego, struggling with her own corrupted core, not to mention the knowledge that Saber was doing everything in her power to defile her.
It was pure ecstasy and she had several orgasms of her own for a plethora of different reasons. All the arousals that dripped from their cunts had pooled up under them.
The man jeered and shouted insults at them, going as far as spitting in their faces while they were getting stroked.
Most of them had been scorned by a woman or a dozen in their lives. They were bitter and resentful misogynists who wanted to take a lifetime of frustration out on them.
Rin was more than happy to be at the receiving end of that treatment. She wanted to be the embodiment of all the worst things a woman could be. A worthless cheating whore, good only as a fuck doll for strangers. A traitor to everything good and honorable she used to uphold.
By the time the night was over, she had gathered more Mana than Gerard required.
Their plan would soon move to the next stage
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