Hotel Chaldea Ep. Medb

There was some degree of satisfaction you could take on your work that few others could. In particular, watching some fat jackass who thought his money made him better than you be hauled away crying when he realizes his money's run out, and he can't do anything to cover his debt to Chaldea, was a pleasure few ever got to enjoy or share.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" the Master said, idly. "How the high and mighty cry like wretches when it's time to pay their dues."

You hummed. Knowing you'd been the one to track him down to his fiscal paradise hiding place gave you a smug feeling.

There was surprising warmth and affection as the master regarded you. "You've really proven me right time and again, huh?" she said, resting her face on her chin. She raised a hand and then snapped her fingers.

The door opened with the sound of overworked hydraulics, and a maid with pink hair came rushing in, bunny ears swaying atop... his head.

You remembered seeing this one on the catalog, and you knew for a fact he was a man. It was still almost impossible to tell as he gave you a fanged little smile and a wink. "Hey there~ You called for express bunny delivery, master?" the maid asked, cocking his hips and showing off his figure. "Are we performing for an audience?"

She chuckled. "Perhaps later. I need you to fetch me a catalog pad," she said. "And no detours!"

The maid giggled, and gave her a salute. "In a moment, master!" he shouted. "Be right back~!" he said to you.

In a moment, he was gone, only the air behind him and the door closing to signal his passing. The Master's office was small enough that some of the papers on her desk rustled.

She opened her mouth to speak, but then the maid was back, holding the pad in his hands.

"Ah, good work Astolfo," she said. "Now hold it in place for him to choose!"

The maid nodded and went to stand between you and the master's desk, holding the tablet up. "Choose who to use~!"

You shrugged. Just the sort of weird things that happened. You began to leaf through the catalog, and the maid holding it in place was squirming and trembling. Within moments, you realized why - it was clear even from this angle that the master had reached across her desk - standing up to do so - and begun playing with something behind the maid. Likely something lodged up his backside, based on the movements of her arm.

The soft little moans the maid began to give out where rather enticing, and for a moment the sight of the maid's ecstatic face gave you a flash of inspiration.

Indeed... you tapped your choice.

"Ooooh! That's- that's Queen-"

The master giggled. "A daring one I see," she said, as she swung her legs over her desk and now hugged the maid from behind, still playing with the dildo lodged up his butthole. "Well, give me a second aaand-"

The sound of buzzing was very distracting.

"Alright, Astolfo, take him to her room. If you cum along the way, it'll be punishment time, so make sure to come back clean!"

"R-Right!" the maid said, voice shaky. "Right, come this way!"

The maid began to lead you, walking at a rather brisk pace. As you followed behind him, you could see the rather noticeably large butt plug that was vibrating strongly, bulging out and visible underneath his white and black maid themed panties.

His skirt covered little of anything, and rose up as he walked.

Finally, you reached your destination, and the maid fled quickly - the buzzing was so strong you had no doubt his arousal was reaching its peak.

You placed your hand against the door, it accepted you, and opened.

Within was... a rather large room, built to look more like a martial arts temple, perhaps a warriors' hall where they fought for supremacy.

You hadn't really looked at what you'd gotten yourself into, so you weren't quite certain what course you chose.

That said, there was a man who reminded you of the security guards you saw once in a while. He was big, bigger than you to be sure, both in height and width, wide shoulders, large muscles and the general build of a man for whom building his body was a way of life.

His eyes were narrow, and he had a jovial expression on his face, as he held a large wooden... cone. It was a cone on a handle.

"I see the challenger has arrived!" the man said, pointing his weapon at you. "Grab a weapon, warrior, and earn your right to visit the queen's bedchambers!"

You blinked. Well... that was the course you'd chosen? You'd read this one before. The heroic, conquering knight bests the Queen's bodyguard, and is then invited into her bedchambers.

By the door there were racks with different kinds of weapons, blunted or wooden, and you wondered which to choose.

For all of twenty seconds, before a gorgeous woman stepped out from the large pair of double doors opposite the entrance to the room.

There really was no other way to describe her almost ethereal, fae beauty than just that, gorgeous. She had hair as pink as cherry blossoms, fair skin as pure and umblemished as virgin snow, and a smirk that promised pleasure and happiness unequaled.

She was also brandishing a riding crop with a rather... suggestive design, and she wore a red outfit that gave you strange vibes, like it was the clothes of a warden, fancy hat included, rather than the bedclothes of a queen. Rather, it really felt like a set of lingerie, themed after a cruel warden or dominatrix, in red.

"Ah, Medb - what are you doing, this isn't the-"

The queen, Medb, laughed, high and mighty. "Warriors to fearlessly and shamelessly destroy each other for even a chance to glance at my beauty is a great pleasure," she explained. "But I have no need to test this one, Fergus," she said, smacking her riding crop against her gloved palm. "This one comes highly recommended."

Fergus lifted his eyebrows, without opening his eyes, and crossed his arms over his chest. "That so?" he asked.

"Ah, yes," she said, humming. "I do believe I've heard effusive praise about your oral efforts," she explained, stepping up into the ring until she stood beside Fergus, then stomping her foot, her high heel making a loud sound that sent shivers down her spine. "So come here, and show me if there's any truth to it!"

You didn't need to be told twice. Ignoring the weapons, you scrambled up the few steps to the ring, and almost dashed towards Medb. She gave you an enchanting smile, as she grabbed at the edges of her skirt, daintily lifting it to reveal her naked cunt, a dusting of pink hair - proving she either dyed both or somehow had natural pink hair - and humming in appreciation, as you were hit by a waft of her bewitching scent.

Strong, yet comforting... unmistakably feminine, and intoxicating. It was vaguely like smelling a particularly fine alcoholic beverage, and it left you with a slight hint of a drunken feeling, as you automatically fell to your knees before the Queen.

"Ah, glad to see you accept the Queen's Discipline so well," she hummed. "You are clearly talented, proceed!"

Fergus' laugh echoed as you leaned forward and planted your lips on Medb's, your lips feeling almost dry as you kissed her labia softly. She gave a soft little moan of appreciation, at your kiss. 

"Is that it, I expected-"

Your lips parted, and your tongue parted hers, and you teased at her cunt, causing her words to stop.

"Better. Continue," she said, as one of her hands came down on your head, while you began to tongue her rapidly wetting outer lips. Just like her scent, her taste, too, was intoxicating. Her fluids were plentiful and delicious, as they flowed down to you, and you were quickly losing your mind as they seemed to erode your very sanity.

Again and again, you lapped at her, and she rewarded you with caresses, moans and gasps, as well as the odd word of encouragement, her hand on your head giving you minimum but effective guidance, pulling a little on your hair when you were going wrong, patting you gently when you hit the right places, and grasping firmly when you found her weak spots.

This woman's cunt was immaculate, perfect, and it was astonishing just how much you were enjoying yourself, simply servicing her. How much her hand atop your head felt like it made it all worth it, how much your throbbing cock reminded you of your desperate arousal...

Your body was starting to act on its own, then, as your hands began to raise, looking to grasp onto the queen's thighs and butt, but as you did so, the hand holding the riding crop swished it through the air, and you felt the deliciously painful sting of it as it struck the back of your hands, forcing you to retract them. 

"You didn't stop, good boy, good boy," she praised, her hand rubbing your head. 

Filled with a strange sense of pride and fulfilment, you redoubled your efforts, heaping more and more service upon the queen's beautiful pussy, drinking heavily of her fluids and delighting in her increasingly louder and more pleased moans. Once again, your body acted without your consent, but again she was fast and quick.

Your hands stung, but your entire body was overwhelmed with pleasure and desire, as you opened your eyes and looked deeply into hers, into that amused, pleased stare. There was no judgment, there, no mocking or disdain.

There was nothing, but the Queen's strong and loving gaze, as she looked down upon you approvingly... and then your tongue flicked a little spot that you knew was sensitive and weak, and her expression faltered, a red flush casted on her schooled features for an instant.

It filled you with euphoric fervor to see it, to see her be unable to control herself even if only for an instant, and you tripled, nay, quadrupled your efforts, going all out and putting everything you had into this one moment, putting everything you had and were into her pleasure.

Her face twisted, and her hand bunched up your hair as her hips bucked ever so slightly and she pushed you into her cunt, before you felt as if a veritable flood of sweet liquor filled your mouth, as if you were being rewarded by the mead that Warriors in Valhalla would fight and die for.

For a moment, you felt as though you had earned something divine.

"The queen is pleased. You may stop. Very well done," she spoke, massaging your scalp as she ran the tip of her crop down your jawline.

You were immediately panting for air the moment you and her parted, and you realized at some point you'd stopped breathing, concentrated so fully and completely on her pleasure.

You shuddered and shook in place, your cock throbbing.

To think, just that little bit of praise had actually made you like this, had, had almost caused you to cum, like that! What a woman, what an unearthly, devilish beauty, who had made you hers in but an instant. 

Her foot, still clad in a red, high heeled boot, landed on your chest, and with a soft push, made you fall on your back. You were shocked by how, despite it being so very slow, your mind was so caught up by the beautiful, long and perfectly shaped leg before you, that you couldn't even react.

"Those who satisfy the Queen," she said, as she looked down upon you from above, "earn fantastic rewards," she continued. 

There was a moment's thought until- 

Suddenly, your pants were off! It was instantaneous, one moment they were there, and then they were gone, and your eyes widened as you looked behind Medb, between her beautiful, amazing legs, to see Fergus throwing your pants off the ring, giving you a thumbs up.

Medb licked her lips, liking what she saw, quite evidently. "Not bad, not bad at all," she said, as she raised her right foot and pressed it softly on your stiff length, your manhood happening to be close to the size of her dainty foot.

At first, it didn't feel like much, but she adjusted her position and then applied pressure, and you felt an electric shock, like a veritable charge of pleasure, runing from the tip of her heel, as it dug into your shaft's meat, all the way to the base, and right into your balls.

It felt as if it was a command, as if she was telling you to start producing cum, that you were going to need it. Your entire body throbbed, all of it feeling like it was donating the nerves to your reproductive system so that you could appropriately feel the pleasure the queen was gifting upon you.

She played with your cock like that for a few minutes, enjoying herself with your reactions, looking down smugly from above. "Ah, this is really the proper place for men," she said, humming. "Are you enjoying yourself, hm?"

You moaned, feeling floaty, your body melting under her.

"But it wouldn't be fair to you, after you did such a wonderful job, to waste your seed by shooting it all over yourself," she hummed, removing her foot from your junk and smirking down... as she began to descend.

Harder than ever, you awaited with bated breath, as she slowly, but surely, came down upon you from above.

It seemed she didn't need to hold you in place, or aim, or correct, or anything, instead burying you inside her in a single swift motion, not even a moment's hesitation, or discomfort.

For a moment, you ceased, as you were enveloped by the sticky, slippery and slick muscles that comprised her vaginal walls.

For a moment, it didn't even feel good. It didn't feel like anything, really.

And then it all hit you at once, and you came with a scream of outrageous pleasure as your body caught up with your brain and the absurd and almost traumatic explosion of pleasure overcame your senses, every part of your body wildly spasming as you came, rope upon rope upon rope, of thick, rich and plentiful cum, right into her greedy, hungry hole.

She swallowed it all, her body eager and ready, laughing uproariously in enviable joy, as you emptied your very being into her, as it felt like your brain was melted by pleasure, and just used as more fuel to cum into her.

"Yes... yessss... like that, keep cumming, give me more, give me more of your seed!"

With orders like that, what were you to do? The queen's orders were absolute, and you couldn't even for a moment hope to disobey! Your cock throbbed, and every part of your being felt drained, like it was all going into a single spot-

And then you felt refreshed, taking a deep breath, and for a moment, you thought of Medea, and thought about that little gift she'd left for you, the necklace you were still wearing.

"Oh?" Medb seemed surprised. "I was almost afraid you might have passed out," she said, giving you a perverted smirk from above. "You're even still hard, after coming so much, you've endured the queen's own cunt, one amongst a very select few, congratulations!"

"A very, very select few," Fergus added. He was... close behind Medb. "Medb, I can't just sit back and watch."

"Then you may join," she said, to him, before turning to you. "No objections?"

You shook your head. You could hardly object, here - you could hardly even think, as your cock was assaulted on all sides by the queen's insides! It felt as if you were melting within her!

Fergus grinned. "Don't worry, I'll support you!" he said, giving you a thumbs up as he removed his pants and took position behind Medb.

"What do you mean you will-"

Medb's face then twisted into shock.

"Fergus that's-"

Her eyes almost bulged out of her skull, and for an instant, the assault on your dick slackened.

"Now!" Fergus shouted.

Your arms snapped into motion, and you quickly grasped onto Medb's hips while she was distracted. Held in place, Medb could only glance down in surprise before Fergus hilted himself completely in her, in an instant!

She hissed in discomfort, but her face was flushed, and you could see her control broken. It was time to take the counterattack, while she was distracted. You bucked your hips, and went down to the base, almost forcing her up, even as Fergus forced her forward.

When you came back down, almost half your dick was out of her wonderful, inhumanly pleasurable cunt. 

"Match my timing!" Fergus called.

"Right! Take the lead!" you agreed, he had more experience here, you would defer to his expertise in fucking Medb.

"What, what are you two doing-"

Both of you hilted yourselves inside her, and she moaned, her words interrupted, her cunt growing even tighter around your cock as both of you began to pleasure yourselves with her body.

Every thrust felt like you were caught in a wet, melting grip, that conformed to your cock's every ridge and vein, to the shape of your glans, and even the very slit of your glans, it all was being stimulated at once.

"Y-You, you impudent-"

Fergus grabbed the back of her head and forced her down, and you caught her small, almost frail seeming body, and mashed your lips to hers.

"She's weak to pure affection!" he shouted. "So give her all your love, and don't stop!"

With a warm and loving hug, you followed his instructions, even as she squirmed and bucked her hips and for a moment almost seemed to fight you, before after a few moments it seemed she got into it, her eyes softening as she stared deeply into yours.

Fergus took the lead, then, and instead of either of you moving, he adjusted his angle and position so he could bounce her on both of your cocks, while you focused purely on her upper body, kissing her lovingly and affectionately, massaging her back and scalp, and only ghosting your hands on her clothed chest. 

Her hat flew off her head, and you simply held her in place with a hand as your tongue explored the inside of her mouth, though she had recovered enough to fight you, and even subdue your tongue, the kiss turning back in her favor.

The tide swung again, and Fergus roared in pleasure. "Your ass is the best, Medb! I can't stand it, I'm gonna cum right up your ass!"

Medb glared at you as she planted her hands on the ground and lifted herself a little. "I'm going to, to show the two of you, who you're m-messing with!" she said, licking her lips.

Her cunt suddenly began to squirm and twist and choke your cock, as if it'd become a living creature.

"Urgh, Q-Queen Medb, I'm, I'm going to-"

"Then cum, cum you fools, cum for your queen! I command it, I demand it, cum inside me!"

"HERE I GO!" Fergus shouted.

"M-Me too!" you added.

"Good, good, cum as I cum!"

The crescendo of pleasure reached its climax, and as you were overcome by pleasure... everything went black, and the last thing you heard was a giggle, as your mind began to swim in blackness for what felt like an eternity.

However, you were slowly coming aware, feeling drained, as if your body was heavy and covered with a weighted blanket.

"So... which cock was better?"  you heard Fergus' voice.

You could almost heard the smug feeling in Medb's laughter. "I might need a bigger... sample."

Fergus laughed. "Let's swap holes then..."

You blinked awake, as Medb's deliciously tight cunt was removed from your cock, still throbbing in painful pleasure. Not a single drop of cum remained on you, you mused... and then you were almost consumed entirely by the inhumanly hot and tight feeling of her muscles closing in around you, as her anal passage massaged your shaft, feeling like a million tongues were licking at you from all sides.

You were almost aware enough to think it odd that you felt absolutely no cum from Fergus, but at that point, the last thing you were worrying about were getting someone's sloppy seconds.

You relaxed, a little, and just let your mind wander, as your body performed on instinct now, your hands massaging Medb's chest as she laid her back on your chest. Fergus fucked her on top of you, as you enjoyed yourself with her body, for what felt like days, or maybe just hours.

Either way, it felt like when they were finally done, you were raring to go again.

As Fergus collapsed into a heap, Medb giggled, kissed you on the cheek and began slowly rocking her hips, riding you at a nice and sedate pace. After maintaining your erection for so long, you were in a slight bit of pain and very tired, but it seemed that with every movement she made, you were recovering your energy and will...

And your desire was returning in full force.

"You've performed amazingly," Medb said. "Ahhh, you may even be worthy of becoming the Queen's seat. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" she mused. "But alas... I cannot take the Master's toys," she said. "I see now, why she is interested in you," she said, before pecking your lips, almost taking a seat on your cock.

Despite how many times you knew Fergus had cum inside her, her cunt was immaculate, not a drop of semen to be seen. Instead, only her fluids dripped from it. 

She gave you a smile from above, an almost deceptively pure, demure looking smile. "Let me show you why I am the Queen of all Men," she said.

Her rocking became more violent, and the sound of her perfect ass slapping against your thighs filled the air, overcoming Fergus' snoring, as Medb rode you through the night, taking all your seed up her ass again and again, until you could remain awake no longer, and sleep and exhaustion claimed you.