Chapter 42

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The SUV sped down the empty country road heading to the distant city of London. Because the entire area around Howard's mansion was his property, this particular road was travelled only by people coming or going from his place.

Car traffic was nonexistent. Which was why the occupant of the car could get away with doing what they were.

Four burly black men and two slim white women. Six people in total. Three in the front and three in the back.

Every now and then, the car swerved left and right a little bit, showing that the driver's attention wasn't entirely on the road, if at all.

It was hardly any wonder. Next to him, on the passenger seat, Claire was leaning against the dashboard, her naked breasts pressing against the plastic.

Her shirt had been pulled up much like her skirt, so that she could bounce on the cock of the man whose lap she was sitting upon, impaling herself over and over.

"Ahhhn! Fuck!" she moaned in delight.

The driver had only one hand on the wheel. The one was busy stroking his shaft while he glanced sideways at the show.

In the back, Saber sat between the other two men, licking her lips as she surveyed what happened in the front.

That is not to say that she wasn't herself very busy. In fact, both her hands were currently totally full, each stroking one cock.

And what cocks they were. Two massive black schlongs she could barely wrap her hands around and long as much as her forearm. When she pulled one out she was ecstatic but when another one of similar size came out of the other man's trousers she was gobsmacked. Furthermore, the two men in the front boasted similar talents.

Saber could scarcely believe herself.

She had lost count of how many partners she had had until this moment. Most of it was attributed to the night at the gloryhole, but the fact remained that even though her prolictivities were recent, she had already seen more dicks than three average women put together

Even so, the number of men she considered "King Size" were no more than two. Howard and Gerard.

Therefore, she could not believe her own eyes when four huge cocks appeared before her at the same time. Truly, she didn't know what to do with herself. Which man should she service first? When all the dicks were about the same size, which one had priority? It was a welcome but unexpected situation and her inexperience showed.

Fortunately, she knew where to find counsel and with a bit of bravado the situation was solved.

"Gentlemen," she said, her tone cal despite her inner excitement ."I believe we agreed you would fuck me roughly. Do you need me to teach you how it's done."

"Nah, bitch. I got this," said the man to her left. "This will keep your whore mouth busy."

Saber was no whore, but did not bother correcting him. It was their right to abuse her however it pleased them, even verbally.

He grabbed her head and unceremoniously pulled her down to his lap. She was forced to let go of the other cock, but decisiveness was a virtue and thus the dilemma of who to satisfy first had been solved.

Saber's face was pushed against his shaft. The musky smell of his crotch made her pussy gush even more, visibly soaking her trousers.

The idea of starting to wear skirts with nothing underneath like Claire did flashed through her mind momentarily, but then her head became occupied by other things, both figuratively and literally.

He slapped his cock against her face a couple of times for good measure before pushing it against her lips.

He found no resistance in penetrating her mouth, even though Saber's lips had to stretch wide in order to accommodate him.

It was delightful, as expected. Every cock had its own unique flavor. So far she had yet to find two that tasted precisely the same.

And that was just the flavor. Quality was determined also by firmness and, more importantly, size. This was without a doubt premium meat.

"Grrk!"

It hit the back of her throat and could go no further. Not because Saber didn't want to, but because the angle didn't allow it. Even so, her mouth was completely full and she had only taken one third of it.

"Mrrrrb! Prtt!"

Air rushed out or her nose making pig-like noises. Her face was a good match considering how her nostrils flared and her eyes crossed.

Oh, how she longed to have him shove it in until it was balls deep. She craved the sense of accomplishment that came with feeling his testicles resting on her chin.

Alas, the situation didn't allow for it. Much like in war, sex scarcely granted a clean victory. All the more so against multiple opponents.

Her head was being pulled up and down without a single thought of consideration to her comfort, which she approved of, but being repeatedly punched in the throat from within and having her brain shaken inside of her skull made even one such as her a little bit dizzy.

At the same time, the other guy pulled her feet up so that she was entirely on the seat and her ass was fully turned to him. The car was big enough to allow it, even though they were somewhat cramped.

She felt him undo the button of her trousers, which were immediately peeled off her along with her panties, revealing her smooth butt and the glistening alcove of her wet pussy.

Being the good slut that she was, she swung her ass left and right to entice the man who was looking at it.

"I see you are as eager as Veronica said you'd be," he observed, using his thumbs to spread her cheeks open, and then scooping up her arousal with two fingers. "Birds of a feather flock together, right?"

"Hmmbgh!" she agreed.

"Good. I like honest sluts like you. No bullshit romance, just rough sex."

He took position behind her and lined his cock to her entrance. His height made things awkward inside the confines of a car, even one as spacious as this.

But he was clearly a driven man and thus drove his cock into her pussy. He did it slowly almost as if he feared hurting her, but it was a needless concern.

Her cunt could take a cock like his even if he just rammed it in. Wet as she was, he slid inside almost without friction. Her tight folds sucked it in inch by inch with a grip of their own.

"Damn, woman. I never had a pussy suck me in like this," he sighed. "So fucking tight… I can't believe you aren't a virgin."

Saber smiled inwardly. That was not any pussy he was getting. It was of royal descent. A true pedigree pussy if there ever was. Of course it would have little in common with an ordinary one.

Royalty was supposed to hold a higher standard in all aspects, otherwise what was the point?

Being a Servant helped as well. Her strength was hundred of times greater than that of a human, even that of her abdominal muscles. She would be willing to bet she could make a man cum only by contracting her pussy around his dick if she tried.

But that wouldn't be much fun. She knew that a real man liked to dominate his women. She, as a woman, certainly wanted to be dominated. Utterly and completely.

Tender lovemaking didn't appeal to her in the slightest anymore.

So of course she was more than delighted when he started earnestly thrusting his hips. The angle at which his height forced him to stay made his cock viciously scrape her pussy, hitting all the sweet spots.

That was precisely how she liked to be treated.

There was a selfish and savage impulse in the way they fucked her. Using her body for their own pleasure the way it was meant to be. There was no need to care about how she felt. A proper woman, a true slut, would find her share of pleasure from upholding her duty more than from her own flesh. If they didn't, they did not deserve it.

Without a doubt, Saber was a slut, for she was getting even hornier. The massive black cock in her pussy hit her womb with every thrust, making her mind go blank with pleasure.

"Hmmgh!" she moaned, as her first orgasm hit her. Her pussy clenched around the intruding shaft, but the man in charge of it did not stop thrusting in the slightest.

'What a stallion.'

Saber ranked men by how big a dick they had, how long they could keep going and lastly their technique.

These black-skinned fellows didn't seem to have much in the way of the third, but they more than made up for it with the first two.

Consequently, they went far up in her priority list of people to get fucked by. She'd have to give them her number later, so that they might summon her anytime they wanted to stick their dicks into someone.

'A good slut must be ready to fuck all the time,' she thought. Unfortunately, that wasn't always possible. For instance, she had to go back to Rin now and escort her to the Clock Tower.

But nothing worthwhile has ever been easy. Saber knew that much.

By being unattached, Claire had taken the easy road. Nothing wrong with that, but nothing praiseworthy either. Only by holding herself to a higher standard, that of a cheating slut, could one really shine.

That meant that she had to get her deception and lying skills to a much higher level in order to fool that fooling Rin was her objective. Her desire was to introduce Rin to this life as soon as possible. But it would be good practice for the day both of them would cheat on Shirou.

Their beloved boyfriend wasn't as perceptive as Rin, but he was no longer oblivious either. Having sex left and right behind his back without him noticing wasn't going to be easy, although it was going to be very rewarding. Just thinking of it made her heart beat faster and brought her pusy to a boiling point.

"Holy shit. It's like my dick is on fire. You are the hottest thing I've ever fucked, baby. In every sense of the word."

Saber's chest swelled with pride. Even her nipples throbbed at hearing those words.

She wanted to hear more of such honeyed praise and as such she doubled her efforts.

She increased the intensity of her suction, making her cheek sink indecently and her lips stretch every time her head was pulled back .

At the same time, she started flexing and relaxing her abdominal muscles at a speed humans couldn't replicate, literally making her pussy vibrate in such a way that only a sex toy could match.

And maybe that's what she was. A living and breathing onahole.

'The king isn't human. I am not human. I am a toy for men to play with. A sheathe for their cocks. A bucket for their semen.'

It was more than her creed. It was her identity. Even though she had her own thoughts, she considered herself no more than an object without rights. A machine with a single purpose.

"Shit!"

"Oh fuck!"

They gripped her even harder. Surely if they weren't the apex of manliness they would have both come on the spot.

'Behold! This is how a top rate slut is truly like! Other women can only dream of milking cocks like I do.'

Because that's what she was doing. Milking cocks. Squeezing them in a way probably no one else could. They could have all the stamina in the world, but if she went all out it would only take a few minutes to make them splurt their sweet, sweet semen.

And so they did. With a grunt the both of them shoot their steaming hot jizz into her. Both her stomach and her womb received a surprisingly large donation of cum. The combined heat triggered another wave of orgasms of her own, which made her squeeze even harder in turn.

'I'm not going to lose even a single drop!'

Indeed, she wouldn't let a single drop of semen escape her. Had they tried to pull out their dick in that moment, they would have found themselves unable to do so. Her grip on their shaft would not allow them to.

Not that they were the sort of men to pull out until they were done shooting their load. She could tell they weren't fazed by the risk of getting a woman pregnant. There wasn't the slightest attempt at pulling out.

Million of tiny little sperms swam in search of fertile eggs to ravage. She could almost picture them in her mind.

As a spiritual construct, however, her body was unable to foster life under conventional means. There was no risk of pregnancy whatsoever, and that was perfectly fine with Saber.

Her inability to conceive only highlighted that her purpose went no further than providing sexual relief.

'Truly, nothing more than a fucktoy.'

Was it degrading? Not in the least. There was no greater fortune in life than knowing one's own purpose without the shadow of a doubt.

To this day, Saber still believed that she wasn't the right person to sit on the throne. She was too lacking in many aspects.

The same couldn't be said about draining cocks of their sweet, goopy nectar. She never felt more certain that this was her ultimate purpose in life. Other women would have to contend with the call of motherhood and the continuation of mankind, but not her. She could wholly devote herself to the single task of providing pleasure and draining semen with every part of her body.

She couldn't know that her brain had been completely rewired to the point that even her soul was permanently altered. To the core of her person had been rewritten from that of a noble knight and king to a cock-starved bitch that relished in spreading her holes for anyone, without exception. But not without prejudice.

Saber was distracted from her decadent thoughts by the car swerving more than usual. From her position she could only tell that the driver had taken a turn and had gone off the road.

"What the fuck are you doing?" asked the person in the passenger seat.

"I've had enough of this shit."

The car travelled on a bumpy terrain until he found refuge behind some trees, where it was hidden from the road.

As soon as the car had stopped, the driver jumped out, threw open the back door and grabbed a fistful of Saber's hair, pulling her out of the car.

Her trousers were still halfway down her legs, so she couldn't land on her feet and she hit the ground on her side.

Another woman would have been hurt, both by having her hair pulled and by the fall. Saber was immune to it so she just let it happen.

He dragged her a few feet and lifted her by the hair so that her face was crotch level. His cock was already hanging out of his trouser and he slapped it across Saber's face a couple of times.

"Suck it, bitch!"

Saber barely had time to part her lips that he shoved it right into her mouth.

"Ghk!"

This time there was no excuse for her not taking it all and he forcibly showed the entire length down her throat until her nose was pressed against his pubes and his balls touched her chin.

Saber's eyes fluttered in delight. Where a human woman might have felt discomfort, Saber's throat constricted around his shaft with hungry yet tender love.

When she reared his hips she almost wanted to stop him, even though she knew he'd be right back. Indeed, he thrust his manhood right back into her mouth, smashing her face against his abdomen. He held both sides of her head in place so tightly that it almost felt like he was trying to squeeze her brain out. Her throat bulged grotesquely and spit dribbled down the corner of her mouth and down her neck.

She took the abuse with great pride and even greater pleasure.

"Hey buddy. Take it easy. You are going to kill her at this rate."

Saber's arms hung loosely at her sides and she made no attempt at defending herself, resulting in a misunderstanding.

Before he could pull out she grabbed his butt and held him in place, looking up at him imploringly.

"Don't worry guys," he laughed. "This slut needs dick more than she does breathing."

He had no idea how right he was. Servants didn't require oxygen for sustenance, but Saber would no longer accept to live without copious amounts of cocks to feast upon. As far as she was concerned, that statement was a hundred percent accurate.

She needed dicks far more than she needed air.

'Fuck my face as hard and as long as you wish. It's what is made for.''

With her silent blessing he kept fucking her mouth without any concern. Saber did her best, adding a fair amount of suction, clinging on his flesh with burning passion.

Her lips stretched out and her cheeks caved in, while slurping noises came out of her mouth with every motion. Her tongue danced around the crown, poking at the uretra to scoop his flowing precum.

The intense stimulation proved to be more than enough in record time, and the dark skinned man soon picked up the pace even further.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

The rapid thrusting made a slapping noise against Saber's face that ended with a low grunt from him as he ejaculated a river of cum right into her stomach. He held her face in place until he was done, and only then he slowly pulled out.

Saber kept up the suction, cleaning his cock of any leftover residue. Even so, he still wiped it across her face.

"That's better," he said.

"I'm glad. Did you enjoy fucking my skull?"

"Wow. Not even fazed, uh?"

"This much is nothing," she said proudly. "My body won't break no matter what you do to me. I can take your worst and still come back for more."

In the meantime, the other three guys and Claire had gotten out of the car.

"That sounded like a challenge to me," said one of them.

"Yeah, I heard it like that too," another agreed.

"I dunno, babe. Are you sure about this? What if you get hooked of black cock? There's very few white guys who are able to match us. Won't that be a problem then?"

She shook her head.

"You needn't worry. I am already completely addicted to monster cocks such as yours," she said flatly. "Average dicks are already no longer something that can satisfy me."

"Well then. No reason to hold back, I guess, although we are going to run late at this point. Don't you have a girlfriend waiting for you back home?"

"As unfortunate as that is, I cannot leave at this point. It's quite clear that you are not yet satisfied."

"Damn right we aren't."

They still had their dicks out and they were as stiff as wasn't unexpected. Prime males such as them would not be satisfied by doing it only once. Saber would have to extract their semen several times each before they were done and she had every intention of drying them to the last.

Rin would have to wait as long as this sacred mission required.

"Then let us not waste any time," she said, pulling herself to her feet, undoing the buttons of her shirt with nimble fingers and quickly pulling it off. Saber removed her shirt, tossing it aside. Her hardened nipples stood out atop her perky tits.

Her trousers followed in short order, leaving her completely naked out in the open.

The four guys took a page out of her book and undressed completely.

Saber couldn't help but admire them as they did so. They were undoubtedly excellent specimens. Tall and with bulging muscles, they clearly put much stock in their physiques. Although Saber had a weakness for fat, middle aged men, she was still quite attracted to these black titans.

Now entirely naked, their proud cocks looked even more impressive. They balls hung low in their sacks, heavy with their precious load

Just how much nectar could be extracted from them, she wondered. Maybe they would be able to quell her never ending hunger?

"Alright guys. Let's see if we can turn these sluts into two proper snow bunnies."

"Snow bunnies?" Saber parroted, not seeing what the animal had to do with anything.

Claire giggled, hanging around the one of the guys was using to grope her ass.

"A snowbunny is a white woman that has sex exclusively white black men," she explained. "They have been trying to convert me for quite a while. I must say they have some… solid arguments."

"I care not for the color of the skin, only the size of the manhood."

"Ah, that's fine. You are a size queen already. That's half the job done."

"How so?" she asked.

"You'll find that most brothers are hung. Maybe not like us, but definitely better than most white losers. You pick any brother out of a crowd and he'll show you a good time."

"Truly?" Saber asked, sounding skeptical.

The guys laughed.

"Do you think that the four of us being hanging together is a coincidence?" asked another. "Meet enough of our brothers and soon you'll be looking out for black dudes anytime you are looking to be fucked out of your mind."

Saber was dubious but she had to admit that thus far she had only found two white men that could match these four in size. Howard and Gerard. If she had to keep score, weren't the black already in the lead?

"Like I said, I care not for the color of the skin, one way or another. My body is a receptacle for all cocks. Size simply determines who has the higher priority to it. Whoever comes before me shall be judged according to their worth. Nothing more and nothing less."

"Those are some high and mighty principles coming from a cunt like you. Mind if we try to break them?" one of them asked.

"I would mind if you didn't," she challenged. "I implore you to do your worst. Either my convictions are true and will stand all trials or they are not in which case I have no need for them. I shall not cling to falsehoods."

"Honesty from a slut cheating on her girlfriend?"

"I might deceive others, but I will not lie to myself. So, what will it be? Will you take my challenge? Shall you attempt to break my will upon your massive cocks and turn me into a snow bunny?"

Despite being stark naked in public while visibly dripping arousal, Saber radiated a presence and an authority that no living human could match.

Even a blind person would be able to feel it and the four fathered men were no exception. They knew at an instinctual level that this woman was like no other. Above and beyond anything they ever got their hands upon.

Their hearts burned with the desire of breaking her, making her yield to them and breed her. Their dicks swelled to match, becoming even bigger and looking positively angry,

"Remember bitch, you asked for this. Don't go crying to your momma when you won't be able to cum on anything other than a big black cock. Claire, wait here and play with yourself while we deal with Saber."

"What? That's not fair."

"You can walk back on your own then. Or you can wait up until we are done with her to have some fun."

Without another word, they swiftly surrounded her, cutting off all paths of retreat. She wouldn't have run anyway, but the silent synchronicity of their movement told her that they were used at doing this.

Saber wasn't afraid, of course. In fact, she was trembling with excitement, but her head barely arrived at their chest. Pressed on all sides by these walls of black muscles, she felt extremely small and vulnerable. Entirely at their mercy.

Her existence as a Heroic Spirit transcended theirs by so many orders of magnitude there was no point making a comparison. However, the female at the core of her existence had no power or will to resist the combined presence of four powerful males.

Their spears of hard meat were poking at her naked skin from all directions. Like a soldier held at sword point, they silently demanded her submissions.

"Kneel."

She dropped to her knees before she even fully processed that command. She didn't have the slightest inclination to resist a command coming from a man she acknowledged as her superior. It was so that she found herself looking up at them from even further down, making them look all the more gigantic and herself even smaller.

It didn't help that her face was now well below their waist line and thus their massive shafts intersected in her field of vision. Saber's mouth fell open when they laid them on her face. Her eyes crossed, having to stare at them from so close. Their combined smell was enough to make her brain melt. She felt completely powerless. In that moment she couldn't have managed to muster the smallest fraction of her strength for any reason whatsoever.

Shirou and Rin might have appeared out of nowhere in that moment, and she wouldn't have spared even a glance in their direction.

She was in a kind of spiritual awe. Their combined manliness had made her completely speechless and reduced her will to dust.

"See, that's what I mean," one of them said as she lightly slapped his cock on her face. "Good luck finding four white dudes built like us."

Saber nodded numbly. This sort of transcendental experience was addicting in and of itself. She would go to great lengths to experience it again, and they still had to do anything to her.

"You better start working your mouth, slut. These dicks aren't going to suck themselves."

That snapped her out of her daze and she immediately took hold of two cocks, while she brought her mouth to another.

For the next several minutes, Saber did her utmost best to service all four, but no matter what she did, one would always remain unattended.

"Hey. Hey. That won't do. You need to try harder than that."

Saying so, the guy behind her grabbed her head and forced her to bend backwards, pushing his cock into her mouth upside down.

"Mmmbllgrh!" she said. The curvature of his dick scraped against her throat. The air that rushed out made her spit drool all over her own face. He kept pushing right until it was completely buried inside her and his balls were covering her eyes.

She was soon lifted off the ground, legs held wide open. The man opposite to the one currently fucking her face leaned his cock against her crotch and rubbed it on her well lubricated pussy.

He pushed his manhood against her folds and pushed it inside her until it too was entirely sheathed into her.

Only then did they start moving. She was so stuffed that no air could escape her body, to the point that it was almost like her insides were being pistoned in a vacuum. She felt her innards being compressed when they thrust their hips at the same time, and almost turned inside out like a sock when they drew back. The angle forced her spine to bend back uncomfortably, making her feel like it would snap at any moment.

Even though she was a Servant, and thus immune to physical harm, she felt that the might of these two dicks together could transcend the limit of their mortal vessel and destroy her from the inside out.

What a glorious death that would be. More glorious than any other she could have achieved on any battlefield in the past or present life.

But Saber wasn't so fragile and not just because she was a Servant.

She was the Queen of Sows, and being spitroasted in such a manner was precisely what her body was built for. Unknowingly, that was true even more than nature intended. The seal that Gerard had put on her had steadily changed the composition of her spiritual vessel. Whether she knew it or not, she was already the ultimate cock-sleeve. No matter how big a dick she took, she'd be perfectly capable of accommodating it while retaining an extreme tightness.

They kept pumping her with ever increasing intensity, moreso when they realized she wasn't bothered by it and in fact she was jerking off the other two guys even better despite being unable to see anything from under one of their crotches. They in turned pulled at her nipples, stretching her breast, not at all worried about hurting her and perhaps even wanting to make her suffer.

However, Saber only felt pleasure at having her body twisted both from the inside and the outside. An intense heat spread across her breasts and her skin itched

It was an incredible experience. Truly these people were of a different breed. Now wonder they had the confidence that they could convert any woman into a slut devoted only to their kind.

Saber still didn't care about race, but if it was true that black people were much more hung on average that white people, then the natural outcome of her prioritizing cocks by size would pretty much have the same result.

It was not her who decided what talents people were born with and she never pursued an utopia where all people were equals either. There was an order to the world and it was the duty of the King to uphold it, more so than anyone else. Even and especially when it was merciless and cruel.

Such was the burden she had to take, just as she had to take these shafts within her body.

'Pain and pleasure. There cannot be one without the other.'

Just as there cannot be good without evil and merit without fault, it was not possible to seek out one thing and not become entangled with its opposite.

Thus a seed started to take root within her mind. That cruelty and pleasure were inseparable, that it was not possible to pursue the latter without the former.

It did not help that she was having these thoughts while being spit roasted like a juicy piece of meat. Or that her synapses had been restructured to give a positive feedback whenever she was having any type of dirty thoughts.

Be they sadistic or masochistic, her brain would encourage her to have them with a burst of arousal or pleasure according to the situation. Thus she would shape herself through her own decision and the resulting experiences.

She who was already a cheating slut would soon relish in even more twisted forms of self-indulgence, even at the expense of others, all under a twisted and corrupted idea of justice that no longer had any foundation in reality.

It was in that state, that she was once again inundated with cum, both inside and outside. Her slender body was coated with copious amounts of sticky white goo.

Her abdomen, already deformed from the black monolith piercing her cervix, inflated even further as his semen was discharged both inside of her womb and her stomach.

if she could have screamed in bliss she would have, but with her throat so firmly wrapped around the monstrous shaft she could only choke silently with her eyes rolling in the back of her skull.

This was what the King of Knight had been reduced to. A creature without dignity that sought out pleasure as an ideal to uphold.

Her fall had only just started, but her descent in debauchery had already reached the likes of Claire and Veronica. She would soon surpass them and reach for depths where no sane human should ever tread.

Fort the time being, however, she was still not done. They were still not done.

They drew back from inside her and dropped her to the ground like a sack of potatoes, where she laid with her mouth open, breathing heavily and twitching from the echoes of her orgasms.

"Well, what do you think of that, slut?"

"Haa… Haa… that was… that was wonderful. Really… really wonderful. Still... you are very far from convincing me about committing to your people exclusively. If you wish to break my resolve, you'll have to try much harder than that."

"Damn, you really are something else. You are barely short of breath. How did you not pass out from that?"

"You will find out that I am unlike any other woman you'll ever meet. This body of mine will never break no matter how hard or how long you fuck me."

"Are you saying that you'll never yield?"

"I have already devoted myself to become the ultimate fucktoy. You will not change that by having sex with me. If you want me to become a snow bunny then you must go to much greater lengths."

"Like what?"

"I have no clue, for I do not believe it possible. Do you know of anything that might change the perception that your kind is sexually superior?"

"There ain't' such a thing."

"Then we are at a standstill. You cannot change my beliefs and I have no desire to shake yours. You are of course free to try as much as you want. I will never turn you down."

"Don't get cocky, we have only just started. You'll change your mind before we are through with you."

Saber smiled.

"Then come at me. Let's see who shall emerge victorious from this bout."

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Almost an hour later saw a fuming Claire tapping her foot with her arms crossed over her chest, while Saber bathed in a nearby course of water. Strewn on the floor, the four guys were catching their breath, having spent all their energies trying to break something without realizing that it was already completely shattered.

For her part, Saber was extremely satisfied with herself. Today she had the pleasure of having sex with four men hung like horses and drain them completely.

Now that she was reborn as the Queen of Sows, she could abandon herself entirely to carnal pleasure and recover in a matter of seconds. At this point she didn't realize that the pleasure from having sex would no longer increase, and if we wished for greater amounts of satisfaction she'd have to look for other methods.

The seed of cruelty which had been planted would grow, little by little and extend all around her.

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