Hotel Chaldea Ep. Artoria Alter & Artoria Pendragon

"You're taking this surprisingly well."

Seeing Artoria Alter outside of her usual maid uniform was new. She was instead wearing a very tasteful gothic lolita style dress, it looked really good with her extremely pale skin, and her golden eyes were captivating. 

"Well, it makes a whole lot of stuff make a whole lot more sense," you replied. "Besides, Medea spent a long time helping me get... accustomed to all this stuff, so to speak," you said.

"Between rounds?" Alter asked, raising an eyebrow.

"And during them!" you added. "Still, to think- I thought you guys were just a very, uhm, tightly knit family."

"In some ways, we are," Alter replied, raising a hand and waving it in the air. "Some of us are more willing to admit to it than the others, but at the end of the day, you've met Lily. Hard to say no when she asks for a get together."

"You're definitely right," you agreed. "But still... this is an odd request. You sure you're okay with it?"

"More than okay," Alter replied. "I suppose you could say she's the closest to an original we have - considering that we're all, in one way or another, an original article," she explained, "I suppose calling her the blueprint or template is more accurate."

"Still hard to get used to," you admitted. "But... in some ways, this is like having sex with yourself, isn't it?"

Alter closed her eyes, sighed, and shook her head. "No, that woman is not me, and I am not her," she said.

The hallways of Chaldea were already being cleaned up of the holiday remnants. Soon, only the whispers of the jubilation would remain, and then nothing, the massive party lost to memory just as each one before it had been. It was hard to imagine that not too long ago, Chaldea had been home to upwards of a thousand people, and had been host to a ridiculous end of year celebration that had most of the most powerful and rich people in the world gathered together.

"We're here," Alter said, turning to one of the doors of Chaldea. She raised her hand to the nondescript door and touched it. The door chimed, and then with a thwip, opened up.

Within was revealed the target that she had requested your help to... tame, so to speak.

A woman who was, in physical shape, an almost perfectly identical twin to Alter. The differences were really somewhat obvious. Her eyes were of a different color, and almost always set in a tight frown, in contrast with Alter's serious scowl. Her skin was of a healthy pink, rather than the almost ashen white of Alter's. 

There was slightly more meat on her bones, as well, and her muscles were ever so slightly less noticeable. A difference of a couple points in the body fat percentage, but somehow, they both had the exact same measurements at the bust, waist and hips.

This was the "template", so to speak, who called herself Artoria Pendragon - King Arthur Pendragon, from the myths and stories.

For a moment, you remembered that one of the ladies whom you had spent a lot of time with was a version of this girl, summoned just after her first steps into adulthood, into her journey to become the Once and Future King, rather than this jaded and bitter King who had spent much of her life denying her humanity.

At least, that was how Ritsuka put it.

From where you're looking, she looked oddly immature. Like she was just missing something... something important, that might be the difference between her being a complete individual, and someone who still hadn't found what she was looking for. Or maybe she had lost something along the way, and hadn't noticed yet.

"Undo these restraints and I may yet show mercy!"

Despite her naked body and embarrassing position, she still had the dignified bearing of a King, that much was for certain. A rope tied to each ankle, and spread her legs wide open, and a rope was tied to each wrist, holding her arms up and her hands unable to untie her.

"Pay no heed to her complaints," Alter said, waving her hand. "This is important, and she needs it more than she cares to admit."

Artoria glared at her. "You know not what you speak of," she said.

"On the contrary, I know very well what I speak of," Alter replied, a vicious smile curling her lips, almost a cruel snarl. "Unlike you, I'm not so stubborn as to steadfastly cling to that rod you've shoved up your tight anus," she spoke.

"You vulgar fiend- have you no shame!?" Artoria protested.

"Shame doesn't win battles," Alter said, wagging her finger, then turned to you, gesturing at Artoria. "As you can see, she is, among us, the least reasonable and most inflexible," she spoke. "If you can manage to sway her to your side, then the rest will no longer be a problem for you and Lily."

You raised an eyebrow, looking at Alter, then at Artoria, back and forth, then nodded. "I'm only accepting this method because I can see she needs it," you said.

"As if..! I am a warrior and a King, I'm not a slattern desperate for physical affection!" the original template argued, shaking a little. Her ropes were connected to hoops of seemingly normal looking iron, that somehow fused into the wall almost seamlessly, despite the obvious difference in the materials. They even clinked a little when she pulled on them.

"So you say," Alter mused, "but you're soaking wet."

You hummed. She really was. You approached her and got down on your knees, she was spread eagle in such a way that her cunt was near the edge of the bed, and you could get a very good look. "You don't mind if I grab a taste, do you?"

"Go ahead," Alter said, "I'm sure she'll shut her lying mouth if you do."

"You- you may be Master's beloved, but I'll-"

You shut her up by planting your lips on her labia, giving her a thorough, long lick on her puffy, engorged and overexcited lips. This woman had a clear and evident fetish, one that escaped even her own mind. There was a part of her that wasn't indignated at all, if anything she was tremendously excited.

And given how her cunt positively gushed fluid the moment you started making out with her lower lips, you could guess that the degradation was not just a spice that was making it better, it might well be the main course for this woman. There were different things about each of them, this weird Pendragon family, and it seemed like for this one, there was a part of her that enjoyed nothing more than being made to submit, being humiliated and degraded.

She tasted... surprisingly nice. There was a hint of Lily's taste there, she reminded you of Lily's purity, but there was also an edge of a more mature, more notably grown up taste, or rather, more of an older woman's taste. Stronger, a little bit more salty... she wasn't as immaculate as Lily, but she was definitely on the more innocent, inexperienced side.

You pulled back, wiping your mouth, damn, that was a lot of fluid, and then swallowed what was in your mouth, a combination of saliva and her juices that went down surprisingly smoothly. "She tastes like a blushing virgin," you said. "Is she inexperienced?"

"I- I've done my duty, as I should have, to support my master and my fellow heroes!" Artoria responded, face red.

"She doesn't get many clients," Alter said, gesturing at Artoria. "Probably has had less men in all her life than some of us do in a single day," she spoke, another snarl of a smile drawing itself on her face. "She's barely graduated from virginity. Probably hasn't even had a single woman other than Master."

"I- I, you fined, you unscrupulous, contemptuous fiend..!" Artoria responded.

You laughed. "That's not so bad," you said. "At least she's had some experience."

"Don't expect her to be any good at it," Alter warned.

"Don't worry, I won't need her to be... to be honest," you said, your hands grabbing at Artoria's plump ass cheeks. Her body was well muscled, not so much that they bulged, but you could definitely feel them, and it showed in her butt, which was the one part of her body where her fat gathered, pressing down a little revealed almost solid steel buns underneath. You moved her cheeks aside, and then stuck a finger up her butthole.

"Ghu, hiiiie, you- you filthy degenerate-" she cried.

"Aand, there it is!" you laughed, then turning to Alter. "Alter, you don't mind if I-"

She was pulling on the strap of an almost harness like contraption, a sexual toy that consisted of a set of panties, a harness, and a very realistic looking plastic phallus, which she stroked with one hand. "Way ahead of you," she said, giving you a thumbs up. "Her butt is the only feminine part of her," Alter spoke. "A good choice!"

You nodded. "Then you'll take the top?"

"Affirmative," Alter said, as she climbed on top of the bed and moved close to Artoria's head. "This is going to go inside you," she warned, poking the woman's cheek with the toy, "now whether I go in dry or nice and wet, that's up to you," she said.

You hummed. You were about to go in very dry yourself, but she was spewing so much vaginal fluid that it was actually not an issue at all to get lubricated, toying with her cunt using your hands to gather her sticky lubricant, then rubbing it all over your cock, alongside a bit of spit to add some more fluids to it. After a few moments, your hand was gliding along your cock smooth as it came.

Artoria glared and closed her mouth tightly.

Alter grinned and positioned herself over Artoria's face, straddling her head, and began poking the green eyed blonde's lips insistently.

You took that cue, and the moment Artoria was distracted, you shoved your cock right past her anal rimpiece, the incredibly tight and almost sealed off ring of muscle offering a moment of powerful resistance before suddenly failing, spreading open and allowing your cock into her tight, narrow anal passage.

She opened her mouth to let out a scream, but that only allowed the toy dick Alter was molesting her with to go right past her lips and down her throat. She was immediately choking and gagging, but it didn't seem to stop Alter at all, instead, the pale blonde was just immediately pounding Artoria's face like it was a slut's cunt.

You joined her, mercilessly and ruthlessly fucking Artoria's ass, feeling it go crazy around your cock as she shook and twisted and twitched and spasmed, very evidently and noticeable squeezing around your cock, yet you could not truly feel her pushing you out.

You were right. All of this, every part of it, from being tied up, to being insulted, to being degraded even physically, to have her anus violated like this, all of it was her fetish. She was a proud and powerful woman, who couldn't let go of control even when she actively wanted to, perhaps this forceful sex was actually what she desired most of all, to have someone wrestle control away from her and just force her to feel good.

Her anus was squeezing you, milking you, trying to give you as much pleasure as it was receiving, you could hear Alter's moans interspeded with the gagging and choking sounds of a woman who was still trying to pretend she wasn't enjoying every moment she was drowning in cock.

Your hands grabbed at her thighs, held in place by the ropes, and then you redoubled your pace, furiously pounding her ass, shaking the entire bed with every thrust into her extraordinarily tight and hot ass, panting and gritting your teeth and then remembering you had no reason to hold back, and instead, you gave her what her anus so desperately wanted from you, hilting yourself, reaching as deep as you could, marking her and almost carving your name into her body with the tip of your cock, and then spraying it with thick, white cock milk.

Your ejaculations were large and potent and thick, each and every one of them, this was no exception, your balls working overtime to fill in her insides with white, hot and sticky semen, your hips thrusting with each spurt of cock milk, as if trying to get even deeper into her, by their own accord.

Finally, you were done, pulling your cock, covered only in the remnants of her vaginal fluid and the few droplets of semen her anus couldn't greedily swallow, and then you moved out of the way. You saw Alter move, as well, replacing you in your position. She didn't wait, immediately she was shoving her toy into Artoria's anus, stirring and mixing in the semen you had poured into her.

Panting, you replaced Alter and pressed your cock against Artoria's lips. For a moment, she seemed hesitant, eyes screwed shut and a mug of distaste on her face, but then she opened her eyes, and her mouth alongside them, allowing you to shove your cock past her resistance, and down her throat.

She didn't resist or fight you, her face was flushed and red and covered in spittle and Alter's fluids, and her tongue earnestly serviced you.

You sighed and let her begin the process of cleaning up your cock.

Hours later, the party would be interrupted by Lily and Ritsuka, as Alter sat on your lap, your cock between her legs, the two of you sharing a slow, sensual kiss while Artoria sucked you off. Unfortunately, it was time to go, Artoria and Alter were on a mission together.

"With any luck, she'll be more cooperative," Alter said.

Ritsuka grinned. "Hope you guys had fun!" she said, giving you a V sign with her hand. 

You smiled. It was nice to know that she would at least support you in these endeavors. Even if it was hard to learn she'd been essentially running a betting ring on how long it'd take you to realize that everything around you was magical.