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Hotel Chaldea The Master 2
🕑 Added 2021-09-26 23:10:13 +0000 UTCToday... it was you, who interrupted someone else's regular work day.
And even more importantly, you were interrupting the big boss herself, as she went about her day. First you psyched yourself, steeling your nerves, and then you opened the door to the Master's office with a swipe of your hand, and walked in.
"Ah, if it isn't the newbie," she said, giving you a friendly smile. "I guess you're not so new anymore, huh?"
Still the newest employee, but then, Chaldea didn't have a particularly high turnover rate.
"I suppose I've been reneging, you have earned a reward and then some," she said with a friendly smile, reaching for the pad-
But then you stopped her, shaking your head. "Not this time," you interrupted, willing your body to stop shaking. "I don't need to check the catalog."
"Oh, you've got someone you want? Just let me-"
"I want you," you said, firmly, not hesitating in the least. "Ever since the first day, you've been taunting me, showing off your body, even, even having sex right in front of me!" you protested, clenching your fist. "Every time I've just been forced to endure it... To just look... but not anymore!"
She laughed, then. "Ah, I suppose I did say I'd warm your bed if you impressed me. A full house, one of every category, and most of them would even willingly go in for a repeat free of charge... Not bad, not bad at all," she said. "I suppose you've more than earned it."
What? She was... accepting, just like that? "Really?"
You expected the 'no' to come in right now, but then... "Yeah. For tonight, you have me, myself and I, all for yourself," she said, giving you a smile. "Whatever your perverted little heart desires, just ask me," she said, giving you a wink.
Then... You longed for it, longed to reverse the situation that you'd been on for so long, at the same time as many parts of your body yearned to feel the soft touch of her foot, the gentle yet unyielding domination...
"Well?" she asked, "what will it be, m~a~s~t~e~r~!"
You grit your teeth. She had a way, didn't she? Well... You'd show her. You weren't just here for her to play with you!
"Get on your knees," you ordered.
She giggled. "Naturally," she said, walking around her desk until she was before you, on her knees, her face level with your crotch, your pants straining to contain you. "Is this good?"
You nodded. "Open my fly-" she raised her hands "- with your teeth!"
She hummed, reached forward and with a bit of fumbling, managed to open your fly, your cock struggling to find the right hole. A bit of shaking quickly had you slide out of containment, throbbing cock on display.
"Suck it, suck it like your life depends on it," you said, voice throaty, even you could hear the desperate need that assaulted your every sense, turning everything off until the entire office faded away and you were left only with her and you, as far as you could see.
Once again, she raised her hands as she leaned forward, but you had other ideas.
"Keep your hands behind your back," you growled, "mouth only!"
She nodded, her pink tongue slipping out of her mouth to give a teasing lick at your pulsing dickhead, causing your cock to jump as a jolt of pleasure went directly to your brain.
With a ghost of a smug smirk, she seemed satisfied, but quickly her features were schooled and she opened her mouth, taking your glans into her mouth, the hot and wet hole easily fitting you inside, her furtive tongue quickly tracing patterns on the sensitive skin of your cock.
Without further ado, she then plunged forward, taking you halfway to the base in a single swoop, and then began bobbing her head back and forth furiously, swallowing and slurping and licking at you, hands linked behind her back, the entire situation obscene and erotic as you enjoyed forcing the woman who controlled all of Chaldea to drop to her knees and service you.
She set a frantic and frenzies pace, and you couldn't help yourself, your hand coming down to grab her by the bright red hair, and then forcing her to go even deeper, pushing yourself into her throat, delighting in the sound of her choking and gagging on your cock, though she made absolutely no move to throw you off.
"Aah, that's right, choke on it," you growled, taking full control of her movement, which she allowed you completely. "Swallow my cock, take it deeper, ah, fuck, your throat's so tight, tighter than a pussy," you screamed, "it's the best, I can't stand it, fuck!"
She began humming, the vibrations resonating from the deepest parts of her throat all the way to your entire nervous system, which became a messenger system, overwhelmed with pleasure and unable to tell you anything except that her throat was paradise itself.
Both hands on her head now, you began rapidly thrusting your hips into her, at the same time as you pulled her into you, the disgusting sound of merciless and ruthless violation of her throat nearly driving you to insanity just by itself, even as your pleasure reached its peak-
And then with a roar, you came. "Don't spill even a drop!" your voice thundered, and her throat worked you over, her tongue massaging the underside of your shaft and even snaking out a little outside her mouth, past the tight seal of her lips, and licking at your balls, as if to tease more semen from them.
It worked, as you came harder than ever, your load an absolute monstrosity of a cumshot, as you poured so much cum into her, directly down her gullet, that you could swear her stomach expanded a little.
There was something about this woman, something about the sheer presence she exuded, something about her bearing, about her looks, so very ordinary in this sea of unreasonable beauty... it just drove you wild.
She coughed a little as you pulled back, though she was quick to regain her breathing. "Ah, I guess I'll skip dinner," she hummed, her voice a bit raspy. "Thank you for the meal, m~a~s~t~e~r~!"
You were breathing heavily yourself, and you could only watch marveled as she got herself back into prim and proper order like it was nothing. Like you furiously fucking her throat just a second ago was no big deal.
She looked at you. "I'm still yours," she said, swallowing.
Your nostrils flared as you breathed out. This... this woman, what sort of monster was she? Even Medb needed a moment after taking dick, and based on all you'd heard, you'd been lucky to be able to walk hours after she was done with you!
"Give me your ass," you demanded.
She giggled, standing up then bending over her desk, flipping over her skirt. She hooked her index fingers on the waistband of her panties and tights, and then pulled them down without doubt or hesitation, with a confidence and certainty that did interesting things to your stomach, flipflopping as you were between being impressed and incensed.
Her hands then spread her asscheeks, and her perfectly shaped, slightly darker skinned puckered rosebud almost winked at you. "Would you prefer lube, or-"
No, you had lube enough. You stroked your cock, feeling her saliva making it slick.
"Mmmh, I like it dry too," she hummed, giving you a saucy look. "Well, here you have it, my ass is yours tonight... come here and claim it♥!"
You didn't need to be told twice. This woman had been teasing you, for so long, showing off her body, her form, her very being, to you so many times, showing you just how much she enjoyed everything she did... and you envied her, you envied that everyone was deferring to her, that she was someone who could simply be, and everybody acknowledged her for it.
But you could not deny that when she entered a room your eyes were glued to her, that when she fluttered her eyelashes your heart skipped a beat, that when she smiled your heart grew warm. You could not deny that her kindness when she gave you unexpected breaks or the odd bonus kept you going through tough assignments. It'd be a lie to say that she hadn't cast her spell and ensnared you, as well.
But none of that mattered.
What mattered now, was that she was a woman, and that you were a man, and that you found yourself giving in to the deepest desires that you had felt in some time, even your bones sang as you finally found yourself lining up your thick, throbbing cock with her backside's entrance.
She wiggled a bit. She wanted it. Goddamn, she wanted it just as much as you did.
"I'm going to fuck your ass," you said, almost wondering, "I'm going to fuck your ass so hard you won't be able to sit."
"Yes, please," she said, "please fuck my ass, m~a~s~t~e~r~!" she continued, voice going a little bit higher, "put that thick, fat, servant taming cock right up my tight asshole, show me what my girls've been enjoying~"
Your entire body throbbed.
Her eyes locked with yours, and a silent plea between the two of you was communicated.
You lost all thought and reason right then and there, your cock plunging to her depths in a single, unforgiving thrust. She hissed and then cried, as you didn't stop nor slow down for an instant. This was it.
The holy grail of assholes, worth fighting wars and questing around the world for. This was what you'd been hoping, nay, exceeding even your wildest dreams and imagination.
Your cock exploded in an instant, as you found yourself plunging deep into a soft, pillowy, marshmallowy hell as her body didn't squeeze or strangle you, but caress you like it loved and appreciated you, as you felt warm and welcome and simply loved. There was no better way to explain it.
You felt a sense of absolute and complete belonging.
Your cum filled her asshole, but your cock throbbed and every bit of your being screamed for more. Satisfaction came in waves, each ever increasing and more mind breaking than the last.
You heard screaming, and you realized it was you. "Your ass is so hot, so hot and so tight!" you shouted.
"Your cock feels so good," she moaned, "you feel so good inside me, don't stop, keep going, fuck me even harder!"
Your voices quickly gave way from words to inarticulate shouts, and before you even knew what was happening you pulled her hair and forced her to turn to face you, and then you were mashing your lips against each other's, even as you continued desperately and frantically thrusting into her impossibly pleasurable asshole, the tight ring of muscle at the rim kissing your cock's root every time your hips slammed against her heart shaped pillow of an ass.
You could speak neither word nor thought, so deeply consumed you were.
Again and again, you found yourself orgasming, your overtaxed balls producing cum every moment, throbbing painfully yet pleasurably, the sting only adding to the sensation, as your body desperately tried to keep up with the boundless desire cascading between you and her, as both of you drove each other to even greater heights, racing each other to an ever moving goalpost, trying to make the other give up first.
The desk was a disaster, you realized, as everything was strewn about, covered in cum, sweat or other fluids, papers were on the floor, a chair had been knocked over - it looked like a tornado struck the room, as you blinked and looked down at the panting master, whose shirt had nearly come undone, the belts that held it together only barely doing so.
She looked at you, eyes filled with lust and desire.
"Again?" she pleaded, begged, wished...
And your body responded, as your flagging cock hardened once more within her, to its full strength and then some. You couldn't say no. You couldn't deny her.
You realized, then and there, that this woman had at some point become someone who was in deeper, more complete control of you than you were in control of yourself. Even as she begged, pleaded, and obeyed your every order, it struck you, then, why they called her The Master of Chaldea.
Your thrusting was as intense as when you first started.
There was still an entire world of things for you to learn, dozens of women to practice with.
You weren't ready. She'd been in control from the very start. Dominating from a position of submission.
At some point, you'd spun her around so her back was on the desk, and then you leaned down, kissing her once more, slowing down your thursts to a manageable, slow and pleasurable back and forth teasing.
"I never stood a chance, did I?" you asked, now that you'd regained some inkling of reason.
She giggled. "Not yet," she admitted. "But I absolutely loved every second of it," she said, giving you a peck on the lips. "Keep this up... in fact, I'll enable requesting threesomes from now on, no additional charge or anything. It's a bit more limited since not all the girls are willing to be with another girl, and even then, not just any girl," she hummed. "But I'm sure you can handle it."
You almost wanted to laugh, or cry, and you weren't sure which.
She embraced you. "Would you like to keep going here, or move on to a bedroom?"
"Yours or mine?" you asked.
She laughed. "Yours. Mashu needs her sleep."
You didn't even bother disconnecting from her ass, leaving the room and just walking like that, thrusting ever so slightly, sharing the odd kiss, ignoring the odd look.
At some point, you came across Medea, who gave you a friendly smile and a pat on the shoulder. Honestly, it was such a refreshing sight that you almost felt revitalized, like you could keep going for the rest of the day, even! Both you and the Master greeted her, and sent her off fondly as she went back to whatever it is that she did in the workshop section of Chaldea.
The blue haired woman waved as you and her parted ways, and soon, you were in your room, and not a moment later, you were on your bed, continuing where you left off.
You didn't even bother thinking about anything else, the redhead sprawled on your bed took up almost every last bit of your attention, as she gave you a smoky gaze from below.
You licked your lips.
Neither of you was done, not by a long shot... the night was young, and so were the two of you.
And even if you knew she would win in the end, you could imagine no better loss than a screaming and mutual orgasm as you melted into each other, and then she held you as your exhausted body finally reached its limit, and then the two of you slept in a tight and warm embrace.
You'd need a massage later, but damn, it was still totally worth it.
Comments
Armin
Yeah this seems really appropriate for the Master, making the MC stumble by being just completely fine with being dommed. Well, Medea should probably be alone when we go for her 2nd time, because you clearly have something prepared for that. Maybe IC it's just because the MC runs into her when he has time and not because he picks her as a scenario. Scathach+a Servant that would make for a good fellow student (Ishtar going full Rin?), Scathach teaching lewd combat by instructing while the students spar, with the 'student' Servant holding back enough that it's a fair (sex)fight. With Scathach showing them how it's done in the end. The Master+Mashu, because clearly the MC needs backup if he's going to try again. (even though they'll obviously fail) Otherwise, Medea+Nero bickering over who is the best wife. The MC will have to fuck them both thoroughly to decide (or really just to bliss them both out too much to remember why they were arguing). But doing a Medea scenario without first visiting her for the mystery box seems wrong. Not sure what Patreon's policy is on incest when it's explicitly roleplay, but you could always just post this straight to QQ to be safe: MC and his stepsister get caught fucking by their mom Raikou, turns out Raikou was lusting after her stepson as well. Maybe the Master for the sister? I like the idea that the Master just has a ton of completely different scenarios because roleplaying itself is her fetish.
Ignacio Nadeo
Y'all been looking forward to this, for a while I guess, so here we go! And on top of that, you are now allowed to request threesomes. That said, threesomes are a bit restricted - please be nice to me and try to at least give me pairings I can work with, alright? It's a lot easier for me to swing, for example, Maid Alter and Bikini Jalter than it is for a threesome with Raikou and Shuten, for example.
