Hotel Chaldea Ep. Artoria Lancer (Patreon)

Thankfully for everyone involved, though the aesthetics of a medieval-age stable were respected, crucially, the room didn't stink of stable, though it did have a bit of a heavy scent to it... the scent, of course, wasn't the scent of horses, but rather, the scent of a bitch in heat. Or perhaps, better put, it was the scent of an entire stable's worth of mares in heat, though you were focused on one particular mare.

And that mare had a name, one she shared with a bunch of other people, but a name nonetheless. Your feet's noise were muffled somewhat by the artistically laid out straw to represent a bustling stable. To your left, and to your right, there were rows of stalls, and each of them was occupied.

You spied many a woman there, a lot which you recognized, Medb even waved at you while looking amused as a large man furiously thrust into her from behind, as she laid bent over a bar, wearing a horse ear headband and a literal ponytail as a buttplug, and nothing else, turning to you and mimicking the act of sucking you off. A promise for later, one you could probably look forward to the next time you met her.

The man seemed to become offended at her lack of attention to him, and though he tried to fuck her harder, Medb obviously only found it amusing as she instead began to move her hips in a hypnotic way that had her tail plug swinging up to hit him on the face, which he seemed to become even more incensed by.

You also saw Scathach, about two stalls over from Medb though rather than being fucked herself, she was instead wearing a strap on and was plowing a massively well muscled man from behind, he was wearing blinders, leather straps and he was biting on a horse bit that Scathach was pulling with her hand from a long string connected to both ends of the bit itself, like they were a set of reins instead.

Scathach sent a nod of acknowledgment to you and then got back to what she was doing. The man seemed to be in utter ecstasy as she struck him with her riding crop. Her technique was impeccable as usual, and you made sure to commit it to memory as you reviewed your own.

After all... you would be in a similar role to her tonight.

Finally, on the last stall on the right, the corner stall that was a little bit bigger than all the others, you opened the door, light shining from the seemingly regular old padlock as it opened automatically upon detecting the right person through magical means, and then stepped in.

The smell outside was strong, mostly of female arousal, of sex, and of semen, but here, as the rest of the outside world, noise, sound and sight, all faded like you were stuck in a miniature pocket dimension, the only thing you could hear, smell and see was the beautiful blonde laid in a most obscene pose before you.

Hay served as a cushion over the rough stone beneath, but with the chains that hung from the wall above her, the image was more of a prison than a stable. The only other thing in the stall was a relatively simple looking lockbox. The chains themselves were simple old black iron, dangling from a set of hooks in the ceiling, and she was cuffed at the ankles and wrists. She was laid down on her back with her head up against the wall, her legs and arms held up.

This meant that her crotch was fully and obscenely exposed, and her leotard was doing its absolute best to try to cover her superb bust, failing to cover her nipples as it already began to slip off of her breasts as she moved. She had a rather amazing look to her, she was an incredibly beautiful woman and she apparently thought that a blue and gold leotard, elbow gloves and thigh high stockings were appropriate clothing.

She was both incredibly hot, and incredibly sexy, flaunting those same good looks wherever she went. Truly, a shining King whose knights would lay down their lives for. Repeatedly, if necessary. Best that those same knights not learn what you were about to do with that King, of course.

She turned her glowing green eyes towards you. "I see... you've come."

"Lily was... quite convincing," you responded, closing your eyes and sighing. "Are you sure about this? This feels strange," you said.

"Yes. I am quite sure," she spoke. "I beg of you, become this breeding mare's owner and make me yours tonight."

She spoke so excitedly she was vibrating, enough to make noise, despite her somewhat impassive face. She had a serious expression that didn't quite match with the nervous energy that was coursing through her.

"Alright. But," you said, sighing, rubbing the bridge of your nose. She wanted to submit, then she would be made to submit. "Then I'll let you submit," you said, seriously.

It was a bit of a strange request, but it did make some sense as well. She had the weight of the world on her shoulders for much of her life, wanting someone to just take over and make all the decisions so she could just... not have to do it herself, was probably an attractive prospect for her.

Someone could probably explain the underlying psychological reasons behind it, but... having an extremely hot woman asking you to dominate her, to make her submit, to make her yours in such a dirty way, well, fuck psychology, fun came first.

The way she was laid out for you, with her crotch fully exposed, meant that you didn't really have to imagine much about her. She was famous for her massive tits, which caught attention all the time, but she was incredibly sexy everywhere you looked, from the slim, slightly understated but definitely present muscles of her arms, visibly shifting as she shook in excitement, to the perfection of her feet, her heels and toes exposed by the design of her thigh highs.

And of course, as her crotch was exposed directly to you, it was hard to not look at her incredibly thick and rounded thighs, and her puffy, bigger than normal pussy, her blue leotard stretched along them and showing off the fantastic curve of her pussy lips, almost like it was painted on.

But...

This wouldn't quite do. The first thing you did was to unhook her chains, and then let them drop, making sure they didn't fall on her.

"What-"

"First things first. You will not question what I do," you said, voice clear, solemn and firm, crossing your arms. "You will address me as Sir," he said. "Understood?"

"Yes," she responded.

"Yes what?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes sir," she said, trembling a little as her legs came down.

"Good. Now, take my pants off," you commanded, raising a hand and clenching your fist, thinking about what you could do with the incredibly beautiful blonde who had a deep desire to experience submission to a man.

She seemed a little confused at first, but then looked up at you and smiled. "Yes sir," she responded, shaking a little and sniffing a little as she started to get up, only to stop.

A raised hand informed her to stop, and a gesture with your hands, a finger pointed down, got the message across. She was not to get up, she was not to walk, but to crawl. Of course, the strong body of a servant meant that she wouldn't be in any pain or discomfort from crawling along the hay, just a little, so she could kneel in front of you, reaching with her hands for your crotch.

She undid your belt and pulled down the zipper, pulling your pants down to your ankles, along with your underwear, revealing your still mostly flaccid cock. There was already some growth and stiffening going, just from the insanely sexy images you'd been exposed to, and of course, being caught in the room with this sexy bitch, who was now kneeling before you, was only making you get aroused even faster.

As she went low to pull your pants down, she rubbed her soft hair and the skin of her cheek along your leg.

You exhaled harshly out of your nose and looked down at Artoria, who turned to look up, the very corners of her mouth turned upwards.

"Good girl," you said, reaching down and patting her head softly. She leaned against your touch, more than happy to receive the praise. "I'll allow you to kiss my cock," you said.

"Yes, sir," she said, leaning forward, using her hand to cradle your cock, currently about as long as her fingers, the tip of your cock, starting to slip out of containment, rested on her palm as she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the tip, then traced more kisses along its length, up the shaft, as it began to become stiffer.

Her lips felt soft on your sensitive skin.

She smiled and pulled back, looking up at you.

You raised an eyebrow. "Well?"

"What is it sir?" she asked.

"What does a good girl say to the owner who did her a favor?" you demanded.

She seemed surprised. "Thank you sir, may I have another taste?" she asked.

You chuckled, well, she did figure it out. "You may," you said, spreading your legs a little more and thrusting your hips forward. You were already most of the way there, and when she placed a kiss on your tip this time, she actually went under your prick as she kissed her way down, your shaft growing hard and stiff until you were erect, standing proudly like a flagpole as she looked up from below.

"Show me that tongue," you demanded.

She stuck her tongue out and replied "Yesheer!"

You snorted at the sight of the King of Knights, Bearer of the Holy Lance, sticking her tongue out.

"What do you want?" you asked. "Tell me while you play with those giant tits of yours."

She nodded, the cuffs still attached to her wrists making a lot of metallic and chain noises as she reached for her chest, using her palms to push the already massive bosom that enchanted so many men further up, letting it spill out of her leotard, jostling the leotard so it unstuck from her breasts. She then pulled back, her tongue still stuck out, showing you as she played with her breasts, shaking them, squeezing them, pinching her own tits, even playing with her nipples.

Clearly not something she was new to in any way, you couldn't imagine anyone who didn't see that fantastic pair of funbags and not want to toy with them, maybe even their very owner couldn't resist the allure of those breasts... her little show was only slightly disrupted as she locked her gaze onto yours, speaking even though she never put her tongue back in, following your command to show her tongue to you.

"Lemme soock yeur caahk!" she begged, "seer!" she added.

You couldn't help the smile that drew itself on your face at the spectacle. The King was a natural at obeying, who would've known?

"Alright then, a good girl gets a good reward," you said, stepping out of your pants and kicking them aside. "Come now, suck my cock to your heart's content you slutty bitch," you demanded.

She moved forward, first reaching with her hands, only for you to place a finger on her forehead, just under where the cross from her everpresent crown was, and she stopped her movement instantly, almost going cross eyed.

"Put your hands behind your back, and use only your mouth," you demanded.

She looked confused for a moment, then she nodded. "Yehs sheer!" she said, swallowing briefly and then opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out again, linking her hands behind her back, each of them holding onto the opposite wrist's chain to keep her hands there, and then moved forward again, leaning her head forward and opening her mouth as wide as it could go.

Artoria didn't waste any time, the image humorous as it seemed like she thought she might have to unhinge her jaw, but her pink lips passed the glans of your cock and she closed her mouth around it, her tongue sliding along the underside and serving as a sort of slide to slip down on as she pushed down, treating you like you were hung like a horse as she deepthroated you, jade-like glowing eyes glinting as she focused her gaze on yours once more.

Her blowjob was very skilled, but more than skilled, it was enthusiastic, she clearly greatly enjoyed what she was doing. You had a vague recollection of her being a serious woman, but it seemed that in the intervening time that you had seen her, she had come into herself, or perhaps, the ambience of the stall in the 'Stable' room, its atmosphere, had allowed her to relax. Her hair was literally down as well, you realized as she began to bob her head back and forth on your cock.

Her tongue worked the underside of your shaft and your frenulum, her lips pressured your length in its entirety, forming a tight ring of softness and wetness, and as you slipped to the back of her throat, her muscles began to shift and spasm... it wasn't a masterful blowjob, but it was a very skilled and very enthusiastic deepthroating, the wet and warm cavern of her throat wrapping around your cock like a top tier pussy.

"Go faster," you demanded, "use your tongue and keep sucking, take me all the way down!"

She didn't reply, but she audibly held the chains on her wrists harder and they creaked as she redoubled her efforts, bobbing her head back and forth even faster, her tongue doing its best to lick as much of your shaft as she could, and then swirling around your prickhead, she slurped and sucked and swallowed at the same time, making a lot of noise as she did, before going back down, going lower, lower and lower, until her lips kissed your crotch and her tongue was lapping at your balls. She seemed to vibrate her throat as she went to the bottom, and after a few moments of holding you there, she pulled back.

She continued licking and sucking all the way up, and then paid extra attention to your prickhead when she got all the way up.

You felt your muscles seize as the pleasure climbed faster and faster, you grit your teeth and hissed out as Artoria sped up even more, her breathing coming in short exhales through her nose, she was so hot, not just figuratively, but literally, her breath was tickling you in the slightly cold stall, as did her hair as she moved, becoming a blur of golden hair and pleasure as she sucked you off with all of her strength and dedication, doing everything she could to bring you pleasure as you had instructed

"Fuck, you're a really good cocksucker," you grunted out, and she was, she was among the best you'd ever had and only getting better every second, pure dedication and absolute obedience, "deeper, yess...!!" you growled, gritting your teeth and hissing, breathing in through them and trying to hold yourself together, to extend the intense pleasure you were experiencing.

It was impossible though.

She was just too good, too enthusiastic, too intense, everything came together at the same time to tip you over the edge to oblivion.

"Guh, here it comes you blowjob loving slut," you barked out, standing firmly, "swallow it, swallow it all, don't spill even a single drop!!" you ordered, grabbing onto her head, fingers from both hands treading into her extremely long and soft golden hair as you forced her all the way down, "drink my cum, here it comes, swallow, now!!"

You thrust your hips into her while holding her in place, and then you could feel that brief moment of all your muscles seizing for that singular instant, just before you exploded down her throat, feeding the semen directly past her mouth, and into her throat, though you came so much and so explosively due to the incredibly intense pleasure and build up, and a roar of satisfaction bubbled from the depths of your very soul as you made the King of Knights, on her knees before you, swallow down a thick fat load of semen, which, as you looked down, you realized she was doing with great joy.

Tears rolled down her cheeks from the ruthless penetration of her throat, the kind that came from effort, and as you forced her off and pulled out, her face morphed into a smile of pleasure.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she burped instead, and you couldn't help but laugh as she blushed, though her hands remained firmly linked behind her back as she seemed more than a little self conscious. Imagine caring about burping in front of the man you just sucked off, that woman's priorities could be a little bit weird.

You realized you were panting and leaning against the stall wall, then had an idea, leaning against the wall.

"Turn around, and back up into me, fuck yourself on my cock," you demanded, stroking your dick a couple times to make sure it was nice and lubed with her saliva. Not a droplet of semen or precum remained on your cock, she hadn't spilled or wasted a single drop of your cock juices after all.

She nodded, and a little shakily, got up and turned around, bending over and showing you the beautiful curves of her back as she did, and even from behind, you could see the great magnificence of her tits as they swung with her movements. She reached behind herself, and as her wrist cuffs made some noise, you had a thought.

"Hey, hand me your chains first," you demanded.

She looked back at you, a bit confused at first, but in the spirit of submission, she didn't question it, instead, she simply stepped back and pressed her fat ass and the smooth fabric of her leotard against your crotch.

"Rub against me," you called as she raised her hands, shaking her hips and servicing your cock with her crotch. You caught the chains and then slid your hands along the links of the chain until you were holding them by the ends, feeling like you had her by the reins.

You gave her enough slack for her to keep moving.

"Alright, you can have my cock now, slut," you said.

"Yes sir, thank you sir," she moaned back, reaching down to slip her leotard aside to reveal her juicy, dripping pussy, using a hand to split her cunt lips open and the other to guide your cock into place as she first moved forward, lining up your cock with the entrance to her love hole, and then backing onto you, eating you up with her cunt.

You had to clench your muscles as the sheer pleasure of being devoured by her extremely hungry pussy tried to overwhelm you.

"Don't hold back, fuck yourself to your heart's content!!" you called, bravado coursing through you as you prepared to endure the amazing storm that was about to strike you. With your hands, you pulled at her chains, arching her back and cutting off some of her movement, making it easier on yourself, and forcing her to rock her hips in an enticing bouncing motion, her cheeks almost seeming to clap as she fucked herself on your cock.

She was insanely beautiful and performing in such a degenerate, filthy way, that only made the incredible beauty, dignity and pride of the King of Knights look all the brighter and more ripe for tarnishing... she did it with gusto and pleasure, she submitted to every one of your demands without reservation or restraint.

"Don't cum!!" you called out, the very instant you realized her trembling insides were the tell tale sign that she was about to come to orgasm. "Endure it!! You're only allowed to cum when I cum inside you!!" you demanded.

"Agh, sir, please, sir!!" she called out, "I'm so close, I can't stand it, I'm so close to cumming!"

"Hold it in!!!" you shouted, clenching every muscle in your body, gritting your teeth and even drawing on the power of your determination, just to make sure that you would last as long as possible.

Not an easy task in the least as she bounced her hips on you, even as you arrested her movement even more with her chains, you even changed which hand was holding onto which chain, crossing them over and causing her to arch her beautiful back even more, she cried out in agonizing pleasure, her body was trembling and vibrating by itself, which translated to her pussy putting even more pressure, wrapping her soft insides around your cock and vibrating like the world's most premium pocket pussy.

To break up her movements you pulled her chains further back, and then letting them slip some, causing her to shake her titties in an agonizingly enticing way that backfired on you, the sight of those massive mammaries shaking so freely, bouncing in the air truly paying respect to their size and decadent shape- it was all too much!

"Fuck, shit, I'm cumming!! I'm gonna cum inside you! Cum with me, slut!! Cum with me and thank me for the favor!!"

"Yesss sirrr!!" she nearly screeched out, "thank you sir, thank you for using this slutty mare to your heart's content~!" she called out, "please cum inside me sir, I want your cum, please sir!!"

"Here you go, I'm cumming, and it's all for you!! So go ahead, CUM!!!"

With a growl and a roar and a cry of ecstasy, you let loose and she exploded, coming apart with a ridiculously strong orgasm that had her squirting pussy juice around your cock with such potency that it actually managed to overpower your senses, her almost boiling hot pussy juice spraying on your crotch enhancing the sensations of your own orgasm as you exploded within her in turn.

Her orgasm seemed to instantly multiply several times over, as she skyrocketed in pressure and tightness and then her body seemed to become singularly dedicated to squeezing more of your cum out of your cock, the it was almost like her pussy was another mouth sucking you in, swallowing you, and drinking up every last drop of your semen.

You found yourself coming back down to Earth but the pleasure wasn't fading, she was still shaking and vibrating.

Panting, you crashed forward, and on top of her, pushing her to the ground, a hand on the back of her head and pressing her down into the hay.

She was drooling on the ground, with an unshakable smile of pure joy on her face. "Did you like that?" you asked, "following someone else's orders and being my little sex puppet?" you asked.

Her vision seemed to be swimming and coming into focus as her gaze finally found you, her eyes turning up to look at you. "Yes♥" she responded. "Ah... I understand Lily now..." she moaned, gulping as she spoke, "would, would you," she swallowed again, "can we do it again sometime?" she asked.

"Sure," you replied. "Just make sure to clear it with Ritsuka first, I don't want to step on her toes."

"No toes stepped on, don't worry."

You blinked, then turned to look at Ritsuka, who was standing in front of the door. She was wearing a black leather getup, complete with a strap on.

"Oh. Well, that's good then," you responded.

"Mana was looking for you, said Koyanskaya, Okitan and Miyu needed to report something."

Right, they were in Russia, chasing a fleeing oligarch who owed Chaldea massive amounts of money.

"Oh. Can you-"

Ritsuka smiled. "Don't worry," she said, "I've got plenty of experience as a dom," she said. "I'll be sure to give the big titty slutty king over there," she said, "plenty of love, affection and discipline, especially to show her the consequences of not telling her lover that she wants to try some bdsm play~!" she said.

Artoria whined a little as you got up and pulled out of her.

Ritsuka licked her lips and sighed, and as you walked past her to grab your pants, she caught your wrist.

"Hey... I'm sure we can, uh, come up with an excuse for an hour of delay," she said.

Artoria looked up at you with a pleading stare.

You rolled your eyes. Well...

Ritsuka giggled and walked behind Artoria, helping her pull up, and then lining her strap on dildo up with her pussy. "Prepare his cock, my king!" she said, "it's gonna go up your ass, isn't that wonderful?"

Artoria looked up at you, and her eyes were drawn to your cock.

"Okay, fine," you said, "but you're the one who's gonna have to deal with Koyanskaya's tantrum later."

Of course, after that extension, the two insatiable women would ask for another extension...