Chaldea Subjugation Organization (Fate/Grand Order)

Arturia had a problem. The Saber-Class Servant knew she was being ridiculous, she knew she was being emotional and altogether… feminine, but that didn’t change the facts. Even knowing what was happening, recognizing and combating it couldn’t hold it back forever. No, in the end, reality was reality, as much as the epitome of Saber might not have wanted it to be.
 
Put bluntly, more and more in the past little while, Arturia had found herself lusting after the Master of Chaldea. After HER Master. Despite knowing that he was a massive pervert who had absolutely no compunctions about doing the worst of things to her fellow female Servants, Arturia hadn’t been able to truly combat the rising tide of respect and even reverence that had been developing within her ever since her summoning.
 
He'd been blindsided by all of this, after all. She knew that… and yet, he’d taken the reins of Chaldea in hand and he’d led them all to victory after victory. His vast improvement in strategy, in fighting, in commanding his Servants on the battlefield, combined with his great charisma, had lit a fire betwixt her thighs that Arturia had been unable to put out no matter how hard she tried, no matter how much she loathed herself for it.
 
In the end, she had to make a move. She had to… had to find a way to get it out of her system. That was why she’d left the note for him. That was why she’d arranged for him to meet with her in her room, where she could control the battlefield, where she could stay in command of her emotions and what went on between the two of them. He would arrive soon, no doubt, and she would be forced to explain exactly what was going on.
 
But that was fine. This was fine. Everything was… fine. Right up until the knock comes on her door and Arturia goes stiff as a board, knowing exactly who’s on the other side of said door. There’s only one person who was due to visit her at this time after all.
 
“Arturia? I received your note.”

And that just confirms it. The Master of Chaldea’s voice floats through the closed door. Swallowing thickly, Arturia makes sure her own voice is completely clear and pristine as she answers him.
 
“Come in.”
 
She has to… has to keep her confidence. So, sitting there regally, perched on the edge of her bed with one leg crossed over the other and her hands clasping her kneecap, Arturia presses her lips together and watches as her door opens up and Chaldea’s Master steps inside. Her Master, at that. He’s young, but that just makes his achievements all the more impressive and all the more arousing, much to Arturia’s frustration.
 
As he closes the door behind himself, locking it as well, he glances around before finally turning his gaze towards her. Lifting a brow, he cocks his head to the side, stepping forward before ultimately stopping at around the middle of the room. As he gets closer, Arturia’s struggles to keep herself calm and composed, at least outwardly, become more and more difficult. She fidgets here and there, once or twice, just small movements… but they betray her nervousness to an observant man such as her Master nonetheless, this she has no doubt of.
 
“Arturia… here I am. What was it you needed to talk about?”
 
She wonders, briefly, what he thinks this meeting is for. Perhaps he believes she’s finally ready to confront him over what he’d done to Mordred, or Arturia’s other incarnations. But no, the King of Knights, the epitome of Saber has long made peace with that. Mordred and the others… they’re happy, even if they’d perhaps needed a little push to get there. In the end, the young Master of Chaldea had done what he needed to do to secure his power and their loyalty, and she could respect that, funnily enough.
 
Or perhaps she was simply looking back on his actions with rose-tinted goggles because of how she felt about him now. Either way, in the end there wasn’t much Arturia could do… except confess. She wasn’t the kind of woman, the kind of King who beat around the bush. She wasn’t about to string her Master along with vague ideas of what she wanted, what she knew she NEEDED. No, better to just come out and say it.
 
“Master, I require your assistance. I need you to fuck me.”
 
There, it was said. And obviously, it was not what the Master of Chaldea expected her to say either. The young man’s jaw drops open, and his eyes go wide for a moment as he just stands there in shock. He recovers remarkably fast though, another positive attribute that shows just how quick he is to react to change. Schooling himself, even as Arturia feels another burst of lust for him right then and there, her Master clears his throat and shakes his head.
 
“I… was not expecting that. You need me to fuck you? Why?”
 
He was asking her why? Did he ask the others why, before he fucked them? Arturia’s grip on her knee becomes a bit tighter as her digits dig in. She refrains from gritting her teeth, but only barely, even as she speaks in clipped tones.
 
“Do I need a reason, Master? I have been lusting after you, of late. Your prowess on the battlefield has made you a worthy mate to my more… animalistic instincts. I have asked you to my room so that I might get it out of my system, so to speak. You will fuck me this once. We will have a… one-night stand. And then we will never speak of this again.”
 
She knew better than to meet in his quarters for this. She knew what happened to the female Servants who dared to enter that particular web. For a moment, there’s silence. The young Master considers her for several seconds, before finally grinning.
 
“Alright then. I’m in.”
 
Hmph, of course he’s in. Now if only her nerves weren’t acting up so much. It takes every ounce of Arturia’s iron will to clamp down on her more emotional responses. Her more… feminine reactions to his cocksure grin and his hands moving over his form to begin undressing. As he exposes more and more of himself to her, Arturia shuts her eyes and then allows her own dress to astralize, along with every other stitch of clothing on her, leaving her as naked as the day she was born.
 
There she sits, her legs still crossed, and her body exposed, even as her Master tosses his boxers aside, leaving his cock hanging between his legs for her to gaze upon. He is… well-endowed, or so Arturia believes. Certainly, bigger than most she’s seen in her time. Regardless, she stares as he finishes pulling off his shirt, and she keeps staring even as he finally walks forward, now just as naked as she is.
 
Arturia isn’t sure what to expect when the young man reaches her and the bed, but tenderness is not it. He takes her by the hand and slowly encourages her to scoot bad onto her bed, until she’s laying upon it rather than sitting on the edge. Then, he crawls on top of the nude King of Knights, his hands moving from her arms to her slim form, running up and down her sides before ultimately settling just below her supple, small breasts.
 
He grips her body right beneath her armpits and uses nothing but his thumbs to tenderly massage her small mammaries. At the same time, his mouth goes to Arturia’s neck, where he sucks and nibbles at her sensitive throat. The blonde King is left to endure all of this, gasping and moaning beneath him as he attacks her in a way she is completely unprepared to fight.
 
But then, Arturia knew that it would be like this. She knew her own experience did not measure up to her young Master’s, she knew that the Master of Chaldea would not be some virgin whelping that she was taking to her bed. No, instead he was like a full-grown dragon, claiming her body, claiming HER without so much as a by-your-leave.
 
She’d asked it of him though. He didn’t need permission, he already had it when she outright told him to fuck her. And now he was taking his time, moving slowly, playing with and teasing her body to his heart’s content. It frustrated Arturia to no end, and she found herself growling a little bit, in between mewls and moans.
 
In response, the young man slides one hand away from her chest and down between her legs. Her growling quickly turns to squeaks and whimpers and whines as his fingers ghost across her eager and ready slit, running up and down her puffy pussy lips, before finally diving into her body. Arturia writhes and wiggles beneath her Master, shivering and trembling and shuddering at his experienced, explorative touch.
 
He’s all over her, really. Is this… is this foreplay? Perhaps it is, though Arturia wishes she’d specified beforehand that she simply wanted him to fuck her, not… work up to it like he was. She didn’t need MORE reasons to lust after him, she needed to get him OUT of her system entirely. That was what this was supposed to be about. Instead, she was almost ready to cum from his hands alone, her nipple hard beneath his thumb, her neck stretching as she tilts her head to the side to give him more room, and her pussy juices coating his palm as he drove his middle and ring finger in and out of her cunt again and again.
 
It was all just too much. And then it was over, as he drew back, pulling his mouth and his hands away from her. Most importantly, the hand in between her legs, which rather than falling limply to his side as the one on her chest had, moves instead to her mouth.
 
“Open, Arturia.”
 
The King of Knights’ eyes widen as he presses his messy fingers against her lips. At first, she doesn’t open up. But its almost as if her Master expected as much, judging by his exasperated expression.
 
“Arturia… if you want to fuck me tonight or any night, you WILL obey me.”
 
She wants to tell him point blank that this is a one-time thing, that there won’t be any other nights, so he doesn’t need to worry about that. Instead, Arturia finds herself coerced into opening her cute, pouty lips wide. The Master of Chaldea slips his fingers, wet with her juices, into her mouth one by one, watching with a smile on his face as she swirls her tongue around each, cleaning them all over.
 
Arturia knows she’s blushing up a storm as she does so. This is… this is quickly getting out of hand, but the fire raging within her, the need for her Master’s cock and a night with his body… it’s never been more intense. She’s burning up right now, she’s filled with lust and desire and… and a million other emotions she doesn’t want to confront.
 
All of that said, Arturia doesn’t know what to do anymore. Luckily for her, the young Master seems to have a pretty good idea of what he wants. Once his hand is cleaned of her cunt and instead covered in the secretions of her mouth, Chaldea’s Master pulls it away from her mouth and instead covers her lips with his own. Arturia’s eyes widen at the kiss, his tongue slipping past her defenses and easily dominating her mouth, even as she feels a sudden, certain pressure down below.
 
He’s penetrating her, finally. But this wasn’t how she expected it to go. She knew more about her Master’s sex life than she’d ever really wanted to, knew how he’d taken some of his female Servants and twisted them into… into mockeries of themselves. She’d honestly expected to have to fend off a beast tonight, to have to combat a wild, brutal conqueror of a man.
 
She would take his rough fucking and she would come out the other side better for it, satiated and never interested in doing it again. But that wasn’t to be. Instead, he was staring into her eyes and kissing her as he slid his thick, hot shaft into her drooling quim for the first time. Its… its everything she hoped for, and more than she ever thought she’d be able to handle. As he begins to fuck her, as he finally starts to take her, Arturia wonders just why she thought she could handle this. She wonders, even as she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him back just as fiercely, even as she surrenders to him entirely.
 
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To say this was how Shigure thought his day would go was an understatement. But as he fucks orgasm after moaning orgasm from Arturia Pendragon, King of Knights, he can’t help but enjoy himself. Sure, he already had Moedred and Boobturia, and even Mysterious Heroine X. Sure, this Arturia was basically a less developed version of her Lancer Counterpart.
 
But hey, sometimes flat was just justice. That’s how it was. And sometimes tits were great too. In the end, Shigure wasn’t picky whatsoever, and with Arturia giving him such an opportunity, how was he supposed to resist? A one-night stand… hah! He’d break her down over the course of their ‘one night’ together, and then they’d see if she didn’t come crawling back for more.
 
Though, as he pulls back from her lips and reaches up to caress and molest her slight chest, Shigure wonders if Arturia will last even as long as the night. Her face is already red, flushed and flustered as her mouth contorts in pleasure from each orgasm he draws out of her. Her eyes are filled with desire, with lust, with plain old need. Its clear how badly she wants him to keep fucking her, even as her insides clench down around his pistoning prick time and time again.
 
Shigure’s certainly enjoying himself, but even as he plows the King of Great Britain in her bed, his eyes wander a bit. Not far… just to Arturia’s nightstand, where he finds the Servant’s crown resting. Alighting upon the crown of the Once and Future King, Shigure can’t quite help himself. An evil idea starts to fill his thoughts, even as a wicked grin begins to spread wide across his face.
 
Reaching over and snatching up the crown is the work of a moments, and Shigure happily takes the time to properly set it atop Arturia’s brow, making sure that her ahoge remains poking out from under it, even as he continues to pump in and out of her cunt the entire time. By this point, the epitome of the Saber-class is barely cognizant, already half-exhausted from his constant pumping and the nonstop pleasure he’s been visiting upon her.
 
But she’s not so far gone that she doesn’t notice what he’s doing, her own hands coming up weakly as she shakes her head, trying to keep the crown off of it.
 
“N-No…”
 
“Shh, Saber. It’s fine. It’s fine.”
 
His soothing words settle her down, though she does whine a little even as he bats her hands away and they in turn fall limply to her sides, a sign of her giving up. At least, for now. Because Shigure has another stage of his evil little plan that he’s going to put into motion VERY soon. For the moment though, he simply fucks her, enjoying the sight of Arturia in her crown, even as her face continues to contort time and time again from the pleasure his cock inside of her cunt is giving her.
 
Eventually, he feels it rising within him. His release is only moments away when Shigure pulls out of her and presses down on her shoulder to hold her in place as he takes aim at her face and head. Arturia has only a few seconds to realize his cock is missing from within her, and even less time to realize what he’s about to do. She barely begins her weak protests, and she doesn’t actually do anything at all to really stop him as he releases several thick, ropy strings of his cum all over her naked chest, her gorgeous face, and most importantly, her spectacular crown.
 
Moaning and writhing beneath the hot load he’s laid out on her, Arturia still doesn’t try to struggle, even when he pulls back and then lines his dick up with her ready-and-waiting cunt yet again. His length fills the King of Knights once again, and Shigure tweaks Arturia’s nipples, even as he smirks down at her wickedly.
 
“I’m defiling the great King Arthur, aren’t I? Sullying your crown with my seed, tainting your very kingship with my cock.”
 
Arturia whines, unable to dispute his words but also clearly not enjoying his insinuations. That doesn’t stop Shigure from making them though and fucking her while doing it as well. Even as he taunts her, he’s pistoning his thick, hard prick in and out of her, slamming home into her tight, gripping cunt again and again as she lays beneath him, coated in a nice thick layer of his seed.
 
Seeing the Once and Future King so thoroughly humiliated only turns Shigure on even more. He’s the Master of Chaldea, and he’s the Master of this woman too. In the end, Arturia is his, no matter what she might like to think. He aims to show her that, fucking her as hard and as fast as he can. What follows is hours of more of the same, though for his second release, Shigure makes sure to cum inside, sparking a truly glorious explosive climax from the blonde Saber as his seed fills her womb directly.
 
But then, for the third and fourth releases, Shigure makes sure to unload on her face and on her crown again, enjoying ‘sullying her crown’ too much not to do it over and over and over again. By the time he decides he’s finished with her, the naked heroic spirit looks like quite the fine mess, her naked body covered in his cum and her crown completely and utterly soiled by his white seed.
 
He’s exhausted her entirely, and though Shigure himself could continue on for quite a while longer, he doesn’t really see the point. Better to let Arturia recover so he could come at her again, chipping away at her defenses until she was completely and utterly his. Grabbing hold of her cum-streaked hair, Shigure forces the facialized Servant to clean him off with her mouth, and then he slips off the bed and moves over to his discarded clothes to get dressed.
 
Its only once Shigure is fully dressed and heading for the door that Arturia calls out to him.
 
“W-Wait… Master, wait.”
 
Lifting a brow, the young Master of Chaldea turns about and watches as the Saber-Class Servant slowly crawls out of bed, managing to stand up on her own two feet, albeit on extremely wobbly legs as she stumbles forward until she’s right in front of Shigure. His cum drips down her naked form and off of her defiled crown in rivulets, even as she stares at him with an intensity that makes him wonder if he needs to be ready for an attack. But she doesn’t attack him. Instead, she simply speaks.
 
“All… all my life, I’ve strove to be the Ideal… Ideal King. My p-people died for t-that ideal. And you… you c-come in here and you defile it, you make it w-worthless through your words and actions.”
 
Shigure just lifts his other brow to match the first, keeping his outside completely implacable. Though, a little bit of his shock shows through when Saber abruptly falls to her knees before him.
 
“I LOVED it! I loved every moment of it! I love YOU Master! I love you for freeing me from this ageless burden, from my own pride! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!”
 
Shuddering in true orgasmic bliss, the completely broken King of Knights looks at Shigure with a reverence he’s only seen in the eyes of his most depraved, most debauched female Servants.
 
“From this day forward, I pledge my fealty to you, not as a Servant, not as Arturia Pendragon, but as King Arthur. I… I acknowledge you as MY King, from this moment on and forevermore!”
 
As Shigure looks upon Arturia’s submissive, prostrating form, he grins wickedly and widely. Perfect.

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