Hotel Chaldea Ep. Medusa 2

There was something deeply disturbing about the smile of the young girl in the weirdly showy dress. Purple hair, a bratty disposition, a disturbing smile, and an excessively smug air about her... Stheno, eldest of the Gorgons, was exactly as she had been described to you. Down to the lewd dress that looked entirely inappropriate in a body as young as hers looked.

"You know the "I'm actually a millennia old goddess" trick doesn't work on me right?" you pointed out, the statement as dry as you could make it, offering the gorgon a wry smile as she directed an enchanting smile at you, one backed with quite a bit of power, and perhaps even some of her divine authority. It was not amusing, and you raised an eyebrow, sending her a message.

"Boo," she pouted, "will you not fall for me? Mortals these days, your idea of beauty is so warped," she sighed despondently, faking a sigh of distress. 

Stheno was... well, for lack of a better term, Stheno took advantage of her body to the utmost degree and was, despite her attitude and personality, one of the most valuable pieces in Chaldea's arsenal when it came to negotiating with rich and powerful men, for reasons that made you want to strangle quite a few of those rich and powerful men. 

Unfortunately for her, her so called charms didn't work on you at all, not even when she was actively trying to use her powers... thanks, once again, Medea for the continued support. 

"So did you have a reason to come and meet me?"

It was strange that she and Koyanskaya seemed to get along like mortal frenemies, and Koyanskaya had given priority to Stheno for a meeting despite you having, ostensibly, work to do. Mana was on standby just in case she needed to interfere. As both a woman and a magically powerful being on her own, she would be more than capable of handling Stheno should she try anything else... Stheno was, in theory, a maneater after all.

"Yes," she finally said. "I suppose there's no use beating around the bush, I will not waste my time with a mortal unwilling to succumb to me," she finally said looking slightly irritated that you weren't playing along. She placed a piece of paper on your desk. "This is the proposition. It's tonight."

She turned around and left.

"Hey, I didn't say I would take your request," you pointed out.

She turned around and smiled over her shoulder at you, she kind of looked like a very smug snake, raising a hand up to her face as if to play at being a demure little lady, looking for all the world like she had absolutely zero doubt you would accept the proposition.

Minutes later after reading it, you hated to admit, she was absolutely correct, there was no way you wouldn't be taking this one, and so you crossed the white halls of Chaldea, some of the halls that were no longer white as well, and then put your hand on the marked door, waiting for it to chime before entering.

Who would blame you for accepthing this proposition? Really, who in your situation could? You doubted even those who swung in another direction could pass up.

After all, the door opened and showed you to a white marble temple-themed room, larger than you would expect it to be, with an extremely high ceiling, somehow well lit despite lacking any torches whatsoever but with a shadowed ceiling, six marble columns, three on each side, and on the middle, a big marble slab covered in a white silken sheet, and on top of that sheet was a vision of a divine beauty... in chains.

It was Medusa. Beautiful, dangerous and oh so very sexy Medusa, but there was quite a bit of difference from her usual look. She normally wore black or dark colors, and instead, she was wearing a white gown, simple and unadorned, and the only other thing you could see on her were chains, black cuffs and chains from her wrists and ankles and a metal collar around her neck with a short length of chain attached and dangling from it.

The chains were attached under the sheet to the slab, and they kept Medusa spread eagle, her wrists and hands and arms pulled away to the corners with longer chains, giving her a modicum of movement, while the legs were spread wide, wider than her shoulders, ensuring her legs were kept spread wide.

She was arranged in a way that almost screamed "sacrifice".

You swore you heard someone say "oh shit he's here" and between blinks, Medusa's face was covered, or at least, her eyes were, as a purple and red blindfold was wrapped around them. You dismissed the thought, and instead focused on what you were supposed to be doing instead. The proposition left in your office earlier was very clear on what this was all about.

It wasn't a too complicated proposition either... Euryale and Stheno, being of one mind on this, asked you for a simple and straightforward favor.

They wanted you to fuck their little sister. You vaguely remembered Ritsuka saying once or twice that the Gorgons really did love Medusa, despite how they treated her. Maybe this was how they showed it? You didn't really question this sort of stuff anymore, heroic spirits could have the weirdest fetishes imaginable.

The only thing you wanted to focus on was instead the radiant beauty that was one of the most well known monsters in mythology, history you supposed considering she was right there, and the effect her body was having on your cock, even though she was still dressed. You approached her, your nose catching a sweet scent in the room. 

You grinned to yourself as you got close to the slab, and put your hands on her legs. She shivered and trembled under your touch, her skin was as per usual, dangerously smooth, pale and beautiful... your hands crept up her legs, moving her gown up as you went, her breath hitching as your soft touch and caresses got closer to her knees, then back down along her calves and ankles and her naked feet, then she let out an unexpected giggle as your fingers ghosted along the soles of her feet.

She was ticklish? How cute. You did it again, and she tried to hold back, but it was clear she was struggling to as you played with her feet, grabbing one with one hand and using two fingers to tickle her with the other, playing with her toes as well, taking it one foot at a time, toying with each of them separately, delighting in each of her reactions, her every gasp for breath, her every escaped giggle, her trembling and twitching as you continued to play with her feet and her toes.

Feeling especially naughty, you got down and kissed the sole of her foot. She was as clean as they came, of course, as expected, and she smelled pretty nice, you laid soft pecks along the smooth pale skin of her foot, going around her ankle and onto the top of her foot, kissing your way up until you were in front of her toes, licking your lips. They looked quite cute. Perfectly pedicured, with a magenta painted nail, perfectly polished and glossy, her big toe looked positively delicious.

While one hand held onto her foot and continued to massage her with your thumb, the other went to  your pants, undoing the front of your pants and pull out your cock, stiff as a rock, harder than steel and ready to go. You could feel your blood rushing away from your brain, but that was okay, it's not like you needed to think, you just needed to indulge in Medusa some more, opening your mouth and capturing her big toe, licking and sucking it while stroking your cock.

It tasted surprisingly good, a little salty but not gritty at all, and your tongue got a very good taste of it, licking between her toes as you opened up further and took even more of her foot into your mouth, each of them had a different length and body, but they all tasted quite good and the feel of her skin was wonderful, especially when you contrasted it with the smooth glossy surface of her toenails.

Stroking harder, you continued to lick and suck her toes, the very sound of you slurping and sucking and swallowing the foot-tasting saliva wasn't even enough to cover her moans, she was clearly enjoying it a lot and had completely lost any inhibitions that prevented her from crying out loud, no longer holding her voice back, even letting out an adorable little wordless whine, a mournful sound of loss as you pulled back, letting go of her foot and changing the hand you were helping yourself with as you traded foot, taking the other one and repeating the process, sucking on each toe separately and licking them thoroughly, ensuring that she got just as much attention, and lavishing her with affection and attention.

She was panting and breathing heavily when you finished, pulling back and standing back up, your pulsing cock in hand, standing over her. She was even drooling a little, and her gown was soaked in her sweat, though her crotch was especially wet, looking almost like she had pissed herself.

You grinned down at her, stroking yourself a few times more, a tinge of pain from the overstimulation, a shake coming from your core and spreading all over your body. That was your last warning, your body was getting to its limit, an inescapable urge to cum coursed through you, and your body knew what it wanted, your mind interpreting it easily. You didn't want to cum by use of your hand when the overwhelmingly beautiful Gorgon was right there. 

You grabbed the hem of her gown and pulled it up. There were no panties, there was only a juicy peach, twitching, reddened, her entire crotch was a combination of pink, red and the almost-white of her pale skin from the rushing blood, her excitement and arousal clear and obvious for you to see, her cunt lips twitching, each time they trembled squeezing out more and more of her natural lubricant.

She wasn't just ready for sex, she was begging for it, silently, the sweet scent intensifying now that her pussy was uncovered. 

You got on the slab with her, the silken sheet making it not murder on your knees as you did, and then you lined yourself up with the bound Medusa's leaking pussy, placing your cock against her lips, which easily parted to allow you in, and rubbed insistently against her delightfully pink and even wetter insides, the heat emanating from them almost enough to burn your cock.

Before she had a chance to get used to it and when it seemed like she dropped her guard about the penetration, you swooped in, slamming yourself home, your crotch against hers in moments, your balls slapping against her thick thighs and ass, it even stung a little from impact, but you weren't about to stop just from that alone.

If anything, the impact only helped center you, the pleasure was unbelievable, divine even, if you didn't know she was a famous mythological monster you might indeed assume she was still the divine self she'd been before her so called fall from grace, or if anything, you figured it was probably even better this way... yeah, this was a monstrously good pussy, goddess pussy could only hope to imitate, but not match, the level of amazing ness that was the wriggling walls closing in around you, milking your cock, moving almost like a primordial ocean, hard at work trying to create new life.

Your own breath caught and you found yourself breathing hard and heavy to catch up, your entire body tensing, you didn't want to cum, not yet, so you clenched your muscles as hard as you could and planted a hand each side of her body, just beside her chest and under her armpits, her arms were stretched so she couldn't close them, giving you room to do so as you tried to catch your breath.

Movement began before you were entirely ready, but you couldn't keep dawdling, rocking your hips slowly at first, moving around her trying to get a good grip on her insides, every time you moved it seemed like she was twisting and rearranging around you, never letting you get a good grip on her, and instead, getting a good grip on you.

Pulling back was a hellish effort but well worth it, her desperate pussy trying to hold onto you couldn't keep you in, no matter how much you wanted to give in, but it didn't matter, not for long, because you would then slam all the way back into her, the slap of skin on skin thundering on the white marble hall of the fake temple, as well as her wordless cry that echoed.

You then began to hit her harder and harder, slamming into her as powerfully as possible, the cushioning of the silken sheet more than enough for you to feel comfortable doing so, the sound of body on body, of naughty wet pussy and hard invading cock rubbing against each other, slick and wet, the sound of two voices communicating nonverbally, through grunts and gasps and moans and  the ever mounting pleasure all worked together, rising the temperature and tension together, heading all the way to an explosive finish, a thundering climax as she cried out, her back arching as she thrust powerfully back into you at the same time as you were slamming home into her, hitting the deepest parts you could as you let loose and began creaming her insides with a heavy and plentiful ejaculation, pouring all the accumulated dick juice you'd built up from before directly into her vagina and maybe even seeding her womb.

The exertion and movements had knocked her blindfold askew and Medusa opened her eyes.

"Wha- it's- oh!" she said, blinking. "I felt my partner was strangely good... so it was you all along."

"Ah," you panted, breathing too hard to speak at first before continuing, "hello there," you said, still sheathed in her, still feeling the pleasure from her writhing insides trying to milk you out of every last drop, closing one eye for a moment and then blinking to try to refocus your sight. "Erg, yeah, it was me... did, did your sisters not tell you or-"

She shook her head with a smile. "Ah, no, this is, you see, some clients... well, they are brought to me in this state to live out a fantasy. My sisters usually set these up," she said. "I thought this was just a regular work day..."

"Oh," you scratched your cheek. Your cock throbbed inside her.

"If you wish you may continue. Usually the men who are brought here are enthralled by my sisters," she pointed out, "did they not try?"

"Stheno tried," you admitted. "Apparently her, uhm, her divine abilities don't match this," you said, pulling the warding charm amulet that Medea had made for you years ago. 

"Ah, that makes sense," Medusa said, humming.

"So do you want me to get you out of those chains or-" you began.

"What I want," Medusa said, "is more of what you just gave me. Can you put the blindfold back on, please?" she asked. "Please do not hesitate, fuck me as if I was a doll for you to use," she said, smiling kindly in a strangely lewd way. 

You scratched the back of your head for a moment, then nodded and affixed the blindfold on her face, taking a deep breath, and resuming your hard work at pleasuring Medusa... She was so sexy it only took moments to get back into the spirit of things, and even less to get into the rhythm of fucking her into the slab even harder than before, within minutes giving her the second creampie of many more that night...