Hotel Chaldea Ep. Holy Sisters 2 (Patreon)

"A picnic between siblings is the best!"

"We are not siblings, this is not a picnic, and you are the worst!"

Sugar and spice, and everything nice, set against spiders and lice, but certainly looking very nice indeed... The two so called sisters stood opposite each other, one of them holding a woven picnic basket, the classic, including the red and white checkered blanket.

This would all be pretty nice... if you guys weren't in a dungeon, and the sisters weren't dressed in matching, and incredibly erotic, lingerie. How, exactly, Jeanne had managed to force Alter into that getup... well, you thought that you might not like the answer even as you asked. "How did you get her to wear a matching outfit to yours?"

It really was no small feat, considering the complex lingerie, chains and diadem probably took no small amount of effort to put on, let alone do so on an unwilling person.

"Big sister power!" Jeanne replied, smiling brightly. "I'm really happy you came here to help your big sis right when she needed you!" she said, turning towards you and pecking your cheek. "This girl has been acting naughty, and as the oldest of us siblings it falls to me to discipline her to ensure she becomes a properly raised woman!"

"Aren't you two literally the same age..?" you muttered to yourself.

They were... As far as you knew, they were not actually related. The explanation had managed to fly all the way over your head, but as far as you remembered, they weren't actual sisters. Not that it stopped Jeanne at all, of course.

"Only physically!" Jeanne said, grinning, "Isn't that right Alter? I'm the big sis!"

"In your dreams you holy whore!" Alter cried.

Well... despite the byplay, she did indeed agree to participate in this sort of thing. She wouldn't be here if she hadn't, you had been hanging out at this place long enough to understand there were no unwilling participants, even when it might seem otherwise... And any attempt to do anything that a girl did not want to do was swiftly, and terribly, punished.

The massive bed that dominated the center of the room, a canopy style bed with pink sheets, looked fluffy, comfortable, and horribly ill suited to the dark and terrifying atmosphere of the stone cell design of the dungeon around it.

You felt a bit awkward watching the sisters' byplay, and it seemed the white sister noticed. "Come on, come on, I called for you specifically because I feel you have the best chance at helping me discipline my misbehaving little sister!"

"What happened?" you muttered, as your eyes followed Jeanne's butt, encased in lacey, fancy lingerie, perfectly framed by the garter belt, while she walked to the bed, where Alter sat, arms crossed. 

"This girl here," Jeanne said, gesturing to the girl who looked like a darker, angrier and edgier version of her, "messed up aaaall my pages, and I was so close to finishing, I was going to show Master the results of all my hard work!"

"I told you, it wasn't me!" Alter responded, glaring angrily at her. "Besides it's not even ServaFes you bimbo!"

"It doesn't need to be ServaFes, sometimes I just want to do something nice for the people that I love," Jeanne replied. "Anyway, there you have it, I have proof, found her beautiful silver hairs aaaall over my workplace," she said, smiling, linking her hands on the handle of her picnic basket, raising it. "That's why I asked for your help in disciplining her!"

"I'm not really seeing why I'm here, or why you're both dressed so sexy."

Matching sets, in very dark alluring purple and bright immaculate white. Jeanne's had a fancy design, opaque white on sheer, transparent fabric, while Alter had a dark but transluscent fabric top that left her skin just barely visible under it, though her nipples were covered, as both women wore something like a strange vest, all enhanced by decorative, silver looking chains, that would look like slightly tacky jewelry, were they not on the bodies of such immensely sexy women.

Garter belts that connected their stockings, thigh highs, to their waists, in the same color as their tops, and both wore fancy panties that tantalized with a peek, but Jeanne's had strategically placed white designs that hid her labia from view, and Alter's was slightly more opaque near her most private place.

You gulped at the sight, especially since Jeanne struck a pose that showed off her body perfectly, and then began digging into her basket.

"Now's not really the time for a sandwich," you said, jokingly.

"That's okay, I didn't bring food here!" Jeanne said, brightly, and then pulled out a large, bright pink dildo, with what appeared to be a strange claw-like protrusion, curving slightly. You'd never really known what that bit on some dildos was for... "This is her favorite!"

"N-No it's not!" Alter denied, her cheeks tinting pink.

She was bad at lying, that much was obvious.

Jeanne giggled. "She's used it so much I'm surprised it hasn't been worn down already!" she spoke. "I want you to use this on her!"

"Me?" you asked.

"Well, yes," Jeanne said, passing the dildo to you, grabbing it by the end. As soon as you had it by the handle, you noticed the slide switch, flicking it on and hearing it buzz, feeling it vibrate. It was a pretty strong one, you noticed. Jeanne also passed you a bottle of transparent liquid she pulled from her bag, and you poured the lubricant all over the dildo. "Use plenty!" she advised.

You nodded, and made sure to spread it all over, until it was fully coated, slick and ready. Then you turned back to the sisters and found Jeanne grabbing Alter's legs and spreading them apart, then digging in between them with gusto.

Alter glared down at her, but with her arms cuffed together at the wrist behind her, there wasn't much she could do to fight off the seemingly physically stronger woman that had her by the legs.

The sound came only a second later, first Alter's hiss and the clamping down of her feelings when the pleasure struck her, and then the ridiculously lewd, naughty and wet sound of Jeanne delighting in savouring the dark girl's folds, making absolutely no attempt at reducing her noises, swallowing, slurping, licking and drinking like a drowning woman gulping in air.

It really was incredible, and whatever parts of you hadn't been excited already by the sight of the impossibly beautiful women in sexy lingerie, well, you felt that you might burst out of your pants now! 

Jeanne giggled, as her sister fell on her back on the bed, and pulled  back, licking her lips. "That was delicious," she said, "little sister juice is the best," she said, making a show of swallowing the honey she had collected.

You gulped, almost wanting some of that for your own, she made it look so tasty.

Jeanne gave you a thumbs up. "She's ready for you!" she said, stepping away, and pulling Alter close to the edge of the bed, giving you room to begin.

You stepped in and loomed over her. "Just lie back and enjoy it," you said, giving her a smile.

She huffed, face red, and turned her face away. She was... surprisingly adorable, when she was trying to pretend she wasn't immensely turned on.  She was still unable to move her arms, as they were stuck behind her, but her movements only made her delightfully large chest stick out even more.

You had to resist the urge to play with them. Jeanne asked for you to play with her pussy, first, and that was what you were about to do... And so you turned your eyes to her crotch, where her panties were slipped aside, and her pussy was gushing, overflowing with her ladyjuice. It seemed Jeanne had done quite a number on her as it was! 

"You enjoyed that a lot I see!" you chuckled.

"I know all her weak spots!" Jeanne supplied, as she got off the bed.

You smiled at that, and then began teasing Alter's pussy with the dildo. "Don't- don't you dare, that's- no way," she hissed, looking up into your eyes. "You... you're not!" she said, voice trembling a little, "you're not thinking of going along with that phony saint bitch, are you!?"

You smirked down at her. "I wouldn't want Big Sis to punish me next," you said, smirking.

"That's my little bro!" Jeanne crowed in victory.

"You, you asshoooooooooooooooooo!" Alter shrieked in pleasure as you shoved the dildo in, her pussy already well accustomed to its shape. You also learned what, exactly, that little bit on its side was for, as burying it to the hilt had the tip of that spike-thing come into contact directly with Alter's clit, teasing it directly. Yeah, that explained it, and why it was her favorite, given how perfect the fit was.

She gasped for breath, and when she opened her mouth to speak, you flicked the switch, turning it on and causing her to go cross eyed, biting her lip, losing her thoughts and words as it began buzzing, vibrating inside her, spinning around, teasing every part of her juicy pussy, as she bucked, shaking and squirming in place. It almost felt like she might throw you off of her, but it was clear that she couldn't, she simply wasn't strong enough to.

It was strangely enticing, and you began sawing the toy back and forth, even as you felt Jeanne divest you of your pants, you even helpfully lifted your legs so she could pull them off of you, one foot at a time. Left there, with your towering erection, standing over her...

You felt Jeanne's hand, slim and covered in satin, wrap around your length from behind, softly beginning to stroke you. "That's it, just enjoy yourself, give her enough pleasure that she loses her mind... my cute little sister, she's too used to pain and suffering, but pure, honest and sweet pleasure?" she giggled. "She melts like the sweet chocolate she is!"

"I've got some experience with that," you though, thinking of the last time you met Kama, and the fact that she fled, red-faced. It was an adorable sight, and so was Alter. Silver haired girls who put out a tough exterior but were soft and chewy inside were a bit of a running theme, you noticed... It seemed that the Master of Chaldea had a type.

Alter finally lost control of her voice, trembling lips letting out first a tiny, gasping "ah" of pleasure, then as you twisted the dildo by the handle and began pumping it out harder and faster, matching the rhythm of Jeanne stroking you, she began shaking more, her voice coming out first in little gasps and cries, and soon in long, lewd and ear-pleasuring moans that tickled your brain and then headed directly down to your balls, feeling like straight injections of pleasure to your system.

It was then that you felt an unexpected thing, as Jeanne grasped your asscheek with her free hand, her fingers feeling strong and stern as she pulled until she revealed your puckered anal rim... which she then proceeded to give a lewd tongue kiss to.

The electrifying pulse that went from there to your brain caught you by surprise, forcing your spine to go ramrod straight, and accidentally shoving the dildo a little bit harder than you intended, dragging a similar reaction from Alter. 

"J-Jeanne, that's, that's dirty," you said, wincing.

She giggled. "No part of my little brother's body is dirty!" she said, firmly, not stopping her stroking even as she gave you a smirk you could barely see, twisting your back to look at her over your shoulder.

"No, I mean attacking me from behind!" you replied.

She giggled harder.

"You, you disgusting, nasty whore," Alter moane, panting. "S-See, you- you should, stop, and- and- help me pull, that stick out her ass!"

"Oh my, she can still talk! You're slacking, lil' bro!" Jeanne said. "My little sister does so love talking about stuff being up my butt!" she said, giggling. "Why don't you show her just how good it feels to have something up there?"

You grinned, she began pointing your cock slightly lower. How, exactly, she could point you exactly at Alter's butthole was beyond you, but you didn't care. She helped you line yourself up nonetheless, and Alter's butthole easily spread open, welcoming you with the ease and rapport of an aroused, well trained asshole.

You gasped, feeling the burning inferno that was her insides, feeling like you were wrapped in the most comfortable pillow made of fire you could even imagine, in fact, it was so tight and hot that you almost felt like cumming right then and there, and it wasn't helped by Alter thrashing over you, one of your hands held one of her legs in place, Jeanne held the other, and your other hand grabbed at the dildo in Alter's pussy.

And then Jeanne leaned forward and kissed your butthole again, and began to make out lewdly and nastily with it, kissing it with more love, affection and dedication than most people would kiss someone's lips with, even as your hips bucked and thrust into Alter's anus.

Jeanne pulled back, and excited beyond imagination, you began pumping your hips into Alter.

Jeanne grinned. "That's right, punish my lewd little sister, punish her for messing up my manga!"

"Y-You, idiot, whore, bitch saaaaaaaaint!" Alter screamed as she orgasmed all over the dildo, the spraying juice almost getting to your chest, staining your shirt, though it didn't stop you, fucking her through the orgasm on both holes, not even caring that you felt your own impending finish, nor stopping even for a second, thrusting through your own orgasm, Jeanne melding her body to yours, kissing your shoulder, and using her own hips to help you keep thrusting even as your legs became weak.

It was a strange duo, but it felt nice to be supported like that. You became unable to keep concentration and it felt like all the pleasure crashed upon you at once, the intensely potent orgasm washing over you and almost knocking you out right then and there, not helped by Alter's screaming double orgasm.

You collapsed on top of her, and with a little bit of help, Jeanne helped you onto the bed, and even pulled the covers on all three of you, making sure that Alter, half unconscious, had something to cling to... that being, well, you.

In her post orgasm afterglow, Alter seemed very grabby and clingy, and she fell into peaceful sleep with her head laying on your chest. On your other side, Jeanne settled against your side, leaning her head into your shoulder, kissing your cheek as she did, settling the covers.

It was so comfortable, warm and cozy that you were beginning to get sleepy... and as your lids began to feel heavy, the door to the dungeon cell opened.

The master, alongside a young child with silver hair, walked in. Fortunately, you and the two sisters were covered.

"Ah... master..." Jeanne spoke, yawning. "I'm glad to see you," she said, snuggling against you. "Lily?" she muttered, blinking.

The girl who wore a strangely festive looking outfit, if one accounted for the oddly designed top, seemed contrite.  "Ah..." she stepped forward.

"Come on Lily," Master said, squeezing the child's hand, "tell them what we practiced."

"I'm," the girl gulped, "I'm sorry, big sis, I was the one who messed up your pages... I, I thought- I thought you were getting lost in drawing manga like that time and I wanted, I wanted to protect you from the evil of manga!

Jeanne blinked. "Excusez-moi?"

"I... I'm sorry!"

The master smiled. "See, that wasn't so hard!" she said.

Alter's eyes opened. "So it was you..."

The two had the same silver hair, and similar eyes... no doubt these two were actual siblings, considering the age difference. And if Jeanne had found hair... their hair would look the same...

Unfortunately for her, Alter was still cuffed, and weak besides. Just about the only part of her body that wasn't weak was her amazingly tight butthole, which had somehow not allowed even a single droplet of your semen to escape from her anal cavity.

"If I were you," you said, "I would start running," you advised.

As Lily turned to leave, however, Jeanne seemed to almost teleport, moving so fast as to catch the child the moment she turned around. Fortunately, Jeanne was still covered... well, in as much as her sexy undies qualify as covered. 

"Lily..!"

The little girl cried out. "Aah, big sis, please, be gentle!"

"It's time for discipline!" the blonde said. Between blinks, it seemed like the Master procured a robe from somewhere, passing it to Jeanne. You hadn't seen her bring one, but maybe you hadn't been paying attention.

Now reasonably clothed, the blonde lifted Lily by the waist. "I'll take care of this one personally," she said. "Please, enjoy yourself with Alter!" she said, waving and sending a kind, almost cartoonishly perfect and beatific smile your way... and then disappearing in a poof of smoke.

Leaving you, Alter, and the redhead master, who looked quite hungrily at where Alter was raging in her impotency. She stepped towards you, and you smirked. It was still not enough discipline for Alter, it seemed...