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The Night Life of Spades

Summary:

Scathach gets subdued into becoming another slave to these men dominating Servants of Chaldea.

Chapter 1: Part 1 of 2

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Scathach was well aware of the recent incident that befell the beautiful women of Chaldea. Having been thrown off into yet another one of those strange yet relaxed Singularities, Scathach and the rest of the group decided to make do with the situation and blend in. When in Rome, do as Romans do. It just so happened that Las Vegas was a place where the fun didn’t end when night began.

 

As the atmosphere around here was more relaxed and free of danger, they discarded their usual gear in favor of more comfortable clothes. Scathach herself decided to embrace a more luxurious style, one fit for a woman of her mature taste. Adorned in a long white blouse, thigh-high boots, and a pair of sunglasses above her face, she strutted around the city under the orange-tinged sky. Not thinking about battle and death was something she didn’t normally do. Such an occasion had left her with only a small hint, a tiny inkling, as to what she could do in her spare time.

 

“Hi, that beautiful woman over there!” came a husky voice from behind her. 

 

Despite having an idea of what his intentions were, she turned and entertained the soul with her wayward attention. “Yes? What is it?” she said, putting a hand on her hip.

 

The man was very tall, a head or two taller than him. His plain white shirt was stretched taut by his immense ebony body. He might be a person interested in lifting weights and increasing body mass like a warrior who prided himself with strength, but the tacky fashion and gold nugget of a tooth claimed otherwise. He showed his teeth once again in a broad grin, flashing the gold. “Wow, I didn’t expect you’d actually turn. Usually I have to catch up with the girls that I call out before they stop ignoring me, although a lot of them just keep on walking.”

 

“You are ruining my precious sightseeing, as well as wasting invaluable time. Spit it out or I’ll push you aside.” Her voice was like a cold spear straight for the lungs.

 

“Now wait just a moment. No need to be so hostile all of a sudden.” He stepped closer to her. If he thought that she would be intimidated by him casting a shadow over her entire figure, then he was sorely mistaken. “I think we got off the wrong foot here. I’m just a normal guy who doesn’t like a girl being lonely and sad. How about I accompany you for a while? These streets are like my playground. If you’re looking for somewhere fun, I’m your go-to guy. What do you say?”

 

“I assure you that won’t be necessary.” She kept her eyes straight at him. The only thing she hated besides gutless whelps was being looked down upon by a person who was way out of their league.

 

He put his hand around her shoulder as he smoothly occupied her side. “Don’t be shy. Now that I got a closer look at you, I find you really hot. You got them wide hips and a perky ass. And let’s not forget how big your tits are. Damn. I don’t think anyone’s come close to how sexy you are. You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”

 

Scathach gritted her teeth. The few people that were passing the Las Vegas streets ignored her situation. For them, this was just another stint in this city of sin.

 

But despite being irritated, she let the motion pass as she didn’t want to make a commotion in public. Master would scold her otherwise. 

 

“You are too close,” she said with an irritated tone. “Back off now, I mean it. I prefer going around the establishments of Las Vegas by myself.” Even as she pulled away from him, walking off in her original direction, he followed right beside her, keeping his arm firmly latched around her back like a barnacle. His muscles bulged and rubbed against. They were splendid ones, she gave him that.

 

“Awww come on. It’s been such a long time since I’ve hooked up with a girl.” After squeezing her shoulder tenderly, he moved on, descending her arm to her hip. She very nearly puked. “Say, have you ever experienced going all the way with a black guy? With the way you’ve been brushing me off, I bet you still haven’t realized how good hooking up with one is like.”

 

“That does not matter. No matter the race, it makes no difference to me.”

 

“Oh, I beg to differ. You’ll be surprised by what I’m packing underneath my shorts. It’ll rock your world.” His hand got too bold as it landed on her ass. 

 

The Lancer couldn’t take it anymore, so she decided to do just one thing, and that was to shove her elbow against his chest. “Enough.”

 

The man stumbled backward, coughing.

 

“I’ve had enough of your arrogance. Let me make this clear again, I have no interest in you or your kind. Leave me alone and never bother me again!”

 

“What’s with that?” He scowled, taking a step back. “You dumb bitch. Who died and made you queen?”

 

She flicked her scarlet hair, allowing it to flow outward. She didn’t bother replying despite him yelling after her as she moved on.

 

The remainder of her stroll across the city was peaceful. But even as she thought the casinos and establishments looked flashy and fun, she indeed became bored, as much she hated to admit it. She didn’t regret blowing off that rude black male, however.

 

 


 

 

“Well, whatever.” The man rubbed the soreness on his broad chest.

 

The glamorous redhead walked away. Damn, even from behind, her sexy body gave his chub some life. He turned around and made his way to the hottest club in town, a place where guys like him could find more willing sluts to keep his cock company.

 

There was a well-known place mostly occupied by black guys. It was at a corner of Las Vegas inside a Pseudo-Singularity, many streets away from Lion King’s Casino. He walked up to the small building known as the Bull’s Haven club. 

 

Not bothering to knock, he stepped in and grinned at the spectacle before him.

 

Lo and behold, a bunch of foreign hot chicks straddling and making out with a bunch of black dudes. They said they were Servants of Chaldea, or whatever it was called. He didn’t care. He only cared about getting some pussy, and these fine ladies would do just the trick.

 

It was only a matter of time before he found one as he strode to one of the couches, unzipping his pants. The naked chick there had been breathing hard whilst her huge knockers were covered in chest. She was Xuanzang, if his memory served right. Well, that busty monk started out as a regular prude monk, telling all the guys here off for being so rude and horny, but now she was so cock drunk after getting a taste of black dick from everyone.

 

Her eyes were in a daze as he pointed his dick towards her mouth. She didn’t move at all when he inserted the tip past the monk’s lifeless teeth and down her throat. But she gave a sudden glurk and then started sucking without question.

 

“Hehehe… that’s right you little pervert monk. You love black dick now, don’t ya?” He pooled a bundle of her auburn hair in his palm and used it to reign in her head, pulling her face against his crotch. His tuff of grizzly hair brushed against the monk’s nose while he sheathed his length further inside.

 

Her mouth completely stuffed by his huge girth, she could only look up and keep her mouth on his dick.

 

“Keep on sucking. Soon, every woman in your group will be hungover and addicted to it. All my pals will make sure of it.” His eyes met the dozens of guys pounding away at their charges, also women from Chaldea, in all kinds of positions. Those buxom women had pairs and sometimes trios of guys making use of their holes and titties. “Isn’t that right, guys?”

 

They laughed along with him.

 


 

 

“So, what did you all do on your leisure trip?” Nero uncrossed her legs and leaned towards the extravagant straw of her drink. The Caster looked perfectly in her red and white striped bikini draped over a transparent robe. News has it, she was enjoying the pool, strutting her beauty.

 

“What do you mean? We’ve been hanging around each other all day round, you ditzy bimbo.” Ishtar giggled. Summer didn’t stop this goddess from wearing a showy outfit. Two stripes, black and white, wrapped around her slender body, leaving most of her taut stomach exposed. That goddess of fertility and sex had no problem with only covering her small chest and crotch. Anybody would be surprised by how erotic she appeared.

 

Across from the two, Anastasia wore a thin white cotton bikini that was designed similarly like Nero’s. Surprisingly enough, the Russian duchess had a pair of killer knockers comparable to the Roman. “Oh, did you forget about all those men you’ve been fooling around with?” 

 

“Exactly.” Nero’s smug grin was riddled with a sense of victory. “I have forgotten all about the faces of the guys that took care of me last. In fact, I wasn’t even paying attention to whoever was holding me up from the ground or kissing me.”

 

Ishtar laughed. “I get you. I didn’t even know who was inside my pussy and ass, or the guys who came afterwards. It was all just a fun and blurry mess. Guys were spitroasting me left and right. They turned a goddess like me into a cocksleeve. I’m not even joking!”

 

“Hearing about it all from you is just making me hornier.” Anastasia bit her lip. Her thighs rubbed together tightly as if trying to suppress a dam. “I’m so addicted to black cock right now that I just gotta go out there beg someone to fuck me. Of course it has to be a big black man with a big package.’’

 

There was a small outburst of laughter around the table. 

 

“Indeed. It’s such a waste for us to spend the rest of the evening in our rooms. We’re all here to unwind and have fun to our hearts content after all,” Nero said bluntly.

 

Ishtar had finished her drink by this time and was now stretching her body outward. “I bet the others are thinking the same thing. They’re probably out there having the time of their lives as we speak.” 

 

The appearance of the scarlet-haired Lancer from across the restaurant drew their attention and broke the conversation. 

 

Anastasia glanced at the beauty taking solace in a lonely table. “The Queen of the Land of Shadows. I’ve heard that she’s the only one who hasn’t gotten a taste of the local delicacy.”

 

“Something about reserving herself for only the mightiest of warriors.” 

 

“I think it’s about time the queen herself finds the greater joy us sluts found in this ridiculous Singularity, don’t you think?” asked Ishtar. At her words, they exchanged nods and finished the remainder of their dinner.

 

As they reached the woman in question, they couldn’t help but praise her allure. Their imaginations were filled with scenes of their comrade in lascivious situations. In Nero’s case, she loved spreading wonders and joys she had found to those she considered her ally, and that included the Scottish woman. Her recent fixation on genitalia, specifically that of hung black male’s, was one of the things she wanted to share. Plus, she loved to see the stoic nature of that woman melt away into something more depraved and sexy.

 

The Lancer just emptied her plate when they arrived. Although slightly bewildered by their striking appearances, Scathach remained cool and composed as she addressed them. “Good evening. Such a strange combination of women grouped together, and in such provocative outfits no less.”

 

“Scathach, do you happen to have anything planned for this evening?” Ishtar said with a smile. “How about you come and join us?”

 

“Oh? And what might have you got in mind?”

 

Nero stepped forward. “We have found a nice hidden source of enjoyment in this city that I think you might enjoy. How about you come see for yourself?”

 

Scathach cocked her head but shrugged all the same. “I’ve been harassed by a rude foreigner earlier so a change of pace could help.”

 

“You won’t regret it.” Anastasia smiled.

 

 

Chapter 2: Part 1 of 2

Chapter Text

The casino interior was lavish while illuminated by many dazzling chandeliers, party lights, and sparkling jeweled decorations. The party of Servants moved away from the floor filled with gambling tables and machines to the area where people gathered to dance and drink, a different section which was confined by a division of walls. This place was much darker and crowded.

Navigating and seeing through the many faces and figures squirming across the floor was a challenge in and of itself. For Scathach however, it was not particularly difficult. Heads turned as she walked with confidence, following the Sumerian goddess in front of her. There were murmurs and obvious gossip about her figure. But the attention from the club didn't solely focus on her. The rest gawked at her companions and their revealing attire.

"This is….a rather curious establishment…" Scathach's eyes narrowed. There was something off about the place that she couldn't pinpoint. The population's skin tone leaned on the darker side or perhaps it was just her imagination. She was caught off guard when a hand grabbed her butt, making her reflexively swing her arm and hit the culprit.

"Ouch! What's the big deal!" cried out the man from behind. He was shrouded by the moving crowd before Scathach could even take a good look. There were just so many people around among the colorful party lights swinging from side to side, so she decided to set the matter aside and move on.

Low but obvious catcalls coming from either side of her got her on edge, combining with the fact that her exposed thighs, as well as the outer edges of her sweater, had been exposed to lewd hands. She could feel the hem of her sweater rising as if invisible strings were pulling on it in this darkness, and someone, or perhaps each person she was passing, copping a feel of her ass.

"Hey, are you still keeping up? We're almost there," said Ishtar glancing at her.

"I already don't like this place," commented the Lancer.

"Let's go grab some drinks first," said Nero, skipping happily.

A crowd of lecherous men parted ways for them to walk through, their eyes salivating at the appetizing scene before them. Scathach didn't bother questioning their choice of outfits. Reasoning with Heroic Spirits and their inclination was meaningless, as well as none of her business.

They reached the bar and ordered a couple of strong drinks. Scathach had a Bloody Mary. She liked the shade of color of this particular drink. When it reached her throat, it exploded a wealth of spice in her. The sound of laughter could be heard from around her. She took note of all the people partying around. Her comrades in the meanwhile were seamlessly flirting with all these men coming up to them.

Seeing them touch the women in their privates made her awkward. Anastasia was talking to a chubby gentleman who was caressing her thigh, steadily going up. Ishtar had a guy in each arm. Hidden behind her, their hands were fiddling with the goddess's ass. Nero was already making out with someone.

Scathach felt troubled by being the only person who had no interest in all this. It was only when Nero suddenly pulled her in and kissed her, pouring a wave of intense smell of alcohol into her mouth. Scathach pushed the Caster away. "That was uncalled for."

"Apologies, I was too enamored by your presence," Nero said with a drunken smile. "The air around here is tinged with a sweet scent. It gets me really hot and bothered to the point that I thought you were as attractive as me."

As annoyed as Scathach was, she veered off from the blonde and waited for the group to settle down. She had to wait a long while before these loose women grounded themselves.

They soon arrived in front of a closed door. Nero was the one to knock. She did so as if she had done it a number of times before. The plank covering the narrow slit on the door opened from the inside, and a pair of eyes peeked at the beauties standing around.

The door opened, revealing a giant of a man with dark skin. "Hello, ladies. We've been expecting you."

"We brought our friend this time around," said Anastasia in her swimsuit.

"You did, huh." He eyed Scathach intensely with a hint of lust. "Mighty fine looking woman she is."

Scathach crossed her arms underneath her chest. "I suppose I can take that as a compliment?"

"Sure you can, babe." He grinned. "Anyway, you girls can come on in. Mind the floor by the way. It's dark."

What Scathach so was horrific. Topless men with dark skin sitting around, drinking, chatting it up with girls, who some were Servants that she knew, and touching them in all sorts of places.

"Hey babes, why don't you have a seat with us?" said a topless male sitting on a curving couch surrounded by his friends to the new group of Servants. The audacity of these men to gaze at them as if appraising their dinner.

"You don't have to ask twice." Ishtar strutted boldly until she sat down on his lap. Anastasia and Nero broke away from her and found their own partners.

The topless male latched his hand underneath the goddess's thighs. "I think I've seen you before. Were you one of the girls I fucked at the party earlier?"

"I got the same thought. It must be you since you have a massive anaconda hiding in your pants." Ishtar groped the man's bulge. It indeed was big, enough to surprise even Scathach.

"That's a nice swimsuit you got," said Nero's partner to her. "How about we loosen it up a bit more?" He slid his hands under her arms and tugged the flimsy strips of swimwear over her

large bust. Nero giggled at that. She didn't put up any sort of fight or objection.

"Mmmm….yeahhh that's more like it." She moaned. "I was getting hot all over from you touching me anyway."

Scathach couldn't believe it. The Sumerian goddess she could understand, but Nero? Looking off to the opposite direction, she blinked as she found Anastasia already stripped bare. In front of her, she saw the three women made into mindless pets.

"What in the world…" she gasped, petrified.

Ishtar's partner took off her bikini and pointed her face to him for a sudden kiss. The goddess moaned against his tongue as her soaking wet pussy was penetrated by two stubby fingers.

Scathach took a step back and glared. "Filthy pigs. If you wanted to dirty your images, then leave me out of it." She might have exaggerated. No- This was the truth. Witnessing them turn to depravity right before her eyes was a normal reaction.

"Ohhh fuck. Yeahhh… fuck my pussy…. Ohhh…" Ishtar moaned aloud. The man turned her to face the rest of the club where a small crowd slowly gathered. And with good reason too, his fingers were as thick as her thumbs, maybe even thicker. Her pussy walls were stretched by this grinning man who was licking her neck up and down, tasting her like delicious meat. His fingers smacked her pussy lips as he pushed in and out.

In Anastasia's case, her partner held her up by her thighs as he pointed his massive dick to her cunt. Scathach's eyes widened at the sight of its sheer girth and length. In all her experience, she hadn't found one of this scale before. She was in awe, and at the same time, repulsed by it.

The cacophony of moans was almost too difficult to bear.

"Oh god it's so thick!" Anastasia's mouth gaped, springing her tongue out. "Fuck! Black cock is the best!"

"Mmmmhhhhmmmm! OOoohhhhh! My pussy's quim is overflowing, polishing your ebony staff in full!" Nero was about the same. She straddled the man as her breasts bounced freely up in the air. "Only black cock! Only your black cock can satisfy me! Ahhhh! Ahhh! I won't settle for

anything else!"

The men laughed at their captives. "That's right, you bunch of snow bunnies. See how much better we are compared to your little virgin boys."

Scathach gritted her teeth and took a step back. "I've had enough of this. I didn't come here to be degraded by a bunch of degenerates."

"Where are you going?" asked Ishtar while riding on top of the man's lap. With her hands on his knees for support, her perky breasts were sandwiched by her arms. "Come and help me get these guys to cum all over me. I'm sure you won't regret it. Once you get blacked, you won't come back!"

The man behind her chuckled, grabbing the Servant's tits into his palms. He squeezed tight, which caused her nipples to swell and point straight up. "That's right, babe. I'll get you spaded in no time. I bet you'll be such a good fuck with that hot ass of yours."

Scathach turned her back to the mess of an orgy, ignoring the rabble who were smiling at her and promising a good time.

However, she stopped in her tracks right before she could escape this hell hole, as she witnessed yet another unbelievable sight.

"AAAaahhhnnn… ohhh god! Your dick is poking a hole through my cervix!" came the moans of her orange-haired Master. "It's too big! I can't believe my pussy isn't breaking from how big you are!"

Across the sea of slimy faces was a girl in her teens getting pounded on all fours on top of a leather couch. Her Hawaiian button-down orange shirt was opened to allow her round tits to spill out. For a young girl of her age, she was quite stacked. Her orange and white striped panties were rolled up to one of her ankles, which dangled at the edge of the furniture. She had a firm grip on the armrest as the buffed man pounded away at her thick ass. Her partner also surprised Scathach for it was somebody she knew from a previous encounter.

Her Master noticed her approach as well as the disgust in her eyes. "Scathach….this feels so damn good," the girl said under her breath. "You should join me…. Let's offer up our pussies to them. I bet you'll absolutely love black dick!"

The man took note of the Lancer. "Why if it isn't the woman with a massive pair of titties. Are you having fun?"

"Master, please stop this!" Scathach pleaded.

"Why should I? I've never felt this good before!" Seeing the lusty expression her Master made caused Scathach to fidget. "Come! There are more dicks to go around! He can call up some friends and we can take our time getting creamed by their fat dicks."

"Looks like your friend needs a bit more convincing, Ritsuka-chan." He slapped her ass rudely, making the girl squeal with ecstasy.

As her Master rocked back and forth, her breasts swinging wildly, she raised her hand, showing the Command Seals imprinted at the back of her palm. The Lancer looked on with despair in her eyes once she guessed what was happening, her stomach-churning. "By my Command Spell, I order you, Scathach, to strip yourself naked in front of all these people!"

The glimmer of light signaled a change in the woman's body. Scathach couldn't utter a word as her body moved without permission. A handful of people stopped in their tracks as they saw her lift the hem of her sweater up. The black lingerie adorning her beautiful skin was unveiled.

Below that, her stockings were completely visible as well as the black panties she wore underneath. Among the couples and groups, men were glancing at her as she slipped the top over her head. Snickering words from around her made her grit her teeth and fuel her body with shame. Despite her orders, her body betrayed her and started reaching for her back, unclasping her bra. Her breasts freed, she struggled to cover herself from all the prying eyes, all those black men that wanted to steal a glance at her. But no, her body moved to pull down her stocking and then her panties.

"Now, pose sexily for all the men around you!" ordered her Master as another flash of light burned behind her hand. Scathach did as she was told, regrettably, putting her arms behind her head and tilting her hips to the side.

"Dayum, look at this chick."

"Nice hair. Beautiful face too."

They surrounded her on each side. She could feel their breath lapping away at her exposed skin. She didn't mean to, but her nipples started getting hard at their perverse attention.

"And finally, get turned on by the sight of black dick!"

That last order did it for her. Scathach's entire body started getting really hot. Her gaze unknowingly shifted from her Master to that swollen cock thrusting away at her tight cunt. Her thoughts turning from disgust to arousal, the once vile organ gave her pleasant goosebumps which caused her to desire a more intimate contact.

In moments, she felt hands roam her stomach and breasts. She winced but couldn't stop the hot rush from spreading through her.

"Damn, her tits are fucking soft," said the person behind her. "Fuck! I can squeeze them all day. These babies are so fine."

She shuddered, feeling her breasts get played. Two pairs of hands from behind took the liberty of groping and kneading her like soft dough. A groan escaped her lips regardless of whether she wanted to or not. Down her crotch, she felt fingers take an experimental dip into her folds.

Her pussy lips weren't safe from those unhinged touches, spreading and rubbing them at their leisure. She moaned aloud as she felt her clit get squeezed.

The crowd shuffled around her. Girls were flipped over and taken in by groups as if they were merchandise for sale. She saw her grinning Master confronted by yet another male roughly twice her height, sticking his cock out. The girl's open mouth suddenly got stuffed to the brim by this newcomer's enormous girth. The look of surprise on her face told Scathach that this was something she wasn't used to.

But Scathach had her own problems to deal with.

"Alright, lift her up and we'll take turns," said another black male with a plain white shirt and jeans. The ground left the Lancer's feet as her thighs were pulled straight up by the person behind her.

She wanted to struggle so much, but her body was a quivering mess, tantalized by the emerging big dicks in front of her. Her pussy continued to dribble quim without rest, a work of the Command Spell no doubt.

Scathach couldn't resist her body's needs whether she wanted to or not. She could only think of all these black cocks lining up to take her. The muscled physique and feature continued to drive her crotch hungry for the delicious meat.

As she thought of how to resist these debase desires, a shadow eclipsed her, and then her cunt came into contact with a bulging hot erection.

"Hahaha! This is the first white girl pussy I've had in a while, lady." He grabbed each of her thighs and started advancing even further forward. "Thanks to you and all your friends for being such sluts. All my homies and I are happy that we get pussies every night." Scathach felt the air escape her lungs as the massive girth pushed inside her. She was in disbelief that a man's rod could stretch her out so wide.

The man, as well as the others stroking their dicks behind him, didn't care for the Lancer's trouble.

"Fuck, are you a virgin?! Damn, woman, you're so tight!" Her partner unleashed his animosity and started thrusting. The penetration drove the Servant wild, her mouth making a large hole.

The difference between their skin tone was like night and day as well. As he pumped his cock into her needy hole, his gold chain necklace clinked against his chest, swinging back to and fro, hitting her chest.

"Ughhhhh!" Scathach's teeth clenched. Euphoria and bliss exploded in her spellbound body. It was like her thirst was being clenched with cock. "S-Stooop!"

"Hell no! I'm liking your pussy more and more!"

She didn't know how long she had endured his thrusting. The lengthy thrusts he put in knocked air out of her again and again. The man holding her from behind snickered while watching the spectacle.

The guys around her as well as the ones fucking all the other Servants were gripping their bulges while watching her breasts shake.

Soon after, he came, pouring a huge load inside her pussy. "Hahaha! That was a good fuck. I'll come back in five to do your ass instead!"

The line moved, and she felt a shift in her position. "Damn it, I can't let you guys have all the fun." She was brought down to her hands and knees. When she got around to looking at her surroundings, she glimpsed the man that was beside her. He was tall and also tubby. His gut was the size of a basketball. "Let me have some fun with her too!" He revealed his cock. It was wide as he was big.

Scathach lurched forward as his cock slammed into her. She could hardly breathe before she came face to face with another black cock to impale her throat.

"MMmmhhhmppphphhh!" Scathach's eyes widened, her arms pulled back by a pair of hands.

"God, what sturdy slut!" The one in front pulled her hair up while thrusting his hips forward. "I can't remember the last time I had a snow bunny like her."

Their loud and violent uproar was drowned from her ears by her incoming climax. She came from that hulking dick.

"Gahahaha! She came! This bitch came on black dick!" He pulled her arms to keep her steady.

They abused her as the night went on. She was forced to straddle and ride, against her conscience. She followed only her lust thanks to that blast Command Spell. Two more hefty cocks flanked her after a while. At this point, her reasoning turned into a puddle, a heaping mess of arousal. She could only see those members as nothing but splendid specimens to service.

No one had to tell her what to do when she grabbed both cocks and began stroking them in tandem while riding another one. They moaned along with her. She licked their cocks one at a time, finding pleasure in their taste and wanting more of their black skin. She loved being defiled as they complimented her gorgeous body. Their bodies appeared like Greek gods to her, towering and strong.

"Unnnghhh! Yessshhh! Shove your dicks into my holes!" The Lancer cried. "I love your juice black dicks so much! My pussy is rippling with excitement as you pound away at me!"

The ones she was stroking suddenly launched a heap of their load onto her. She didn't have time to relax and enjoy it however as they were replaced by equally strong cocks.

Scathach licked her lips. "Mmmmmm...Let me suck this fat spear of yours."

"Hell yeah. Now that's what I'm talking about," said this new tall stud grinning at her and her nakedness. His hand reached for her supple tit and squeezed it hard, earning him an excited squeal from her.

"Heh, look at you. Earlier you were so defiant but now you look just like any other slut, just like every one of your friends."

"But black cock is just so good," Scathach admitted. Never in her life where she felt so fulfilled. "I can't get enough of it."

"Hahaha yeah. Now get sucking. I want to fuck the rest of your friends, especially that petite orange-head."

"Gladly." She got down to it, keeping her seductive eyes on him.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" said the person she was currently riding. His fat rod shot load after load of baby batter into her. Excess spilled through the tiny gap of her pussy, soiling the floor.

Scathach shivered and came as well, feeling pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.

"I love being a bimbo!" the Lancer squealed to the rest of the gawking men, each with dark skin in contrast with her.

"Shut up and take my cock!" The man pushed her down his sturdy mast, forcing the entire length deep into her throat where her gag reflex kicked in. But still, he was merciless in making her devour the entire length.

She gagged even more as he expelled an unbelievable amount of jizz down her gullet.

Scathach's mind was a haze. She couldn't even hear the other girls around her being raped and used with leisure. She was flipped over and felt her asshole plugged by a massive cock. Men in all shapes crowded her, taking whatever vacant hole or hand to use and pleasure themselves.

But no one was taking more pleasure than her.

"Ahhhhh….cock…." She sighed, watching their cum splash all over her body, coating her while massaging her slutty tits.


The Bull Haven's Club had a new member assisting Xuanzang with sucking an enormous shaft.

Scathach kneeled next to her accomplice. They looked nice together, a pair of big-tittied women lusting over a bull's dick. The person they were keeping happy had a big grin on his face, the same person who harassed Scathach before but was now receiving a very thorough apology from her.

Across the floor numerous Servants and even their Master surrendered to the supremacy of this dark-skin kindred, moaning like bitches in heat for better or for worse.