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The Saint and Mage Continued (Potter and Rin)

"Ah, that's the proper, slutty answer." He chuckled as he watched Jeanne get on her knees, her mouth quick to engulf his massive and throbbing rod. He moaned loudly as he gripped her pretty little head, his fingers gripping her blonde hair.

"Ah, your mouth feel so good, slutty Jeanne....you must really love cock, huh?" He asked with a chuckle as he started to move his hips, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth and throat, sheathing it completely in her soon enough as his hairy and musky base pressed up against her lips.
 
Jeanne could feel it traveling down her throat, as he held on tightly onto the back of her head, his fingers clutching tightly onto her hair and her head. She could feel the amount of pressure he was applying to her skull as he kept her head close to his crotch, keeping her lips on his thick meat. She was taking the full length and girth of it immediately, feeling it grow and throb inside of her throat, pushing against the collar locked around her neck as well. It was beginning to feel as though she was choking as well, with the collar clamping down around her throat, and his wide thick cock just going down into her throat. "Grrk! Guug!" she began to gag.
 
Jeanne wasn't sure what happened next after she guzzled down the man's cock. That part of her memory became quite blurry, but what she does know is that after whatever had happened, she had woken up quite close to Clock Tower. Her mind was aching, and both her head and sight were cloudy and hazy, as she struggled to stand up. She couldn't recall what state of dress she was in, but it didn't feel like she originally had her casual clothes on to begin with. It felt as though somebody had taken them and placed them on her. Her hands pushed against the walls to support herself as she made her way to Akira's office. The missing section of her memories bothered her. What sort of things happened to her in that time? She was quite sore all over too. Her buxom felt rather heavy and sore, and her rear was quite stiff. She felt quite weak too, like having taken several blows all over.
 
Araragi sat in his office, grading papers as he normally did. Their investigation into the murders had hit a standstill and Jeanne had offered to go investigate on her own. With her being a servant, he figured there was no problem with that and had given her free reign to do as she wished. Still, she seemed to be pretty late in checking in. As if on cue, Jeanne entered his office as he took a sip of his coffee. He let out a small sigh as he motioned for her to approach.

"Where have you been, Jeanne? It's been awhile....did you investigation turn up anything?" He inquired as he set his stack of papers to the side, waiting for his servant to answer his inquiry. She seemed fine at the moment...but had that collar always been there?
 
She tried to remember. She was performing an investigation, yes, but did she discover anything? Jeanne thought long and hard, trying to focus her mind. "I don't know... I..." Her eyes wandered over to Akira as he sat there. They were gazing towards his... thing. Just looking at it was enough to make her feel quite embarrassed and shameful, but she couldn't think of anything else. She wasn't sure how long she was gone, and how long she was in the club, how long the man and his boss toyed with her body and mind, using her and altering her to their desires. Her body was becoming quite shameful, as her teats began to erect. Her shorts could barely contain the amount of juice, mixed in a sticky white substance, as it came down her legs. As the collar tightened around her neck, she opened her mouth. She remembered what she had learned during her investigation somewhat.

"C...co...ck.."

She fell on her knees. Her breathing was uneven. She needed one now.
 
Akira stood up as Jeanne fell to her knees and moved towards her with a look of concern on his face. "Jeanne? Hey! What happened, are you alright?" He asked as he approached her, not having her what she said before she collapsed. He placed a hand on her shoulder to look at her mana circuits...something was not right to be sure. It was heavy...hot...corrupted in someway.

"Jeanne, what happened, you have to tell me?" He asked, very concerned. Of course because she was on her knees and he was standing....his crotch just so happened to be right in front of her face this whole time.
 
It was right there. Akira had good intentions, but Jeanne was already on the edge. She had already been quite soiled and defiled, and was unable to hold herself back anymore. "I... I can't stop it!" She cried out. The collar was tightening around, and was now squeezing down on her neck. She was sweating all over, and whatever bits of her own morals and inhibitions were left, had completely shattered, Jeanne unable to overcome the nightclub's alterations to the Servant.

"I'm sorry, Master... but I need to answer their desires!"

Her face pressed into his crotch, as Jeanne stuck her tongue out, licking at the fabric, her hands crawling up his legs towards his groin, reaching for the zipper. She was so happy, smiling as she lapped at his balls. For now, she was a whore, unable to hold back the disease causing her lust to overcome her mind, soul, and body.
 
"Woah! Jeanne!?" Akira cried out, quite surprised as Jeanne started to act like a complete and total slut. Something had definitely happened to her at the club...he didn't know what, but he could figure that out later. He wasn't going to try and oppose Jeanne, that could end badly for either of them, so for now, he decided to go with the flow.

He let out a soft moan as she began to lick at his crotch through his pants, not even able to hold in her desire long enough to unzip him. He had never seen her so excited or happy before...what had happened to turn her into his. As she unzipped him, his flaccid cock came out; it was average to say the least...it as definitely not as large as the owner's cock or some of the guards...but she had fucked smaller to be sure. It was currently flaccid and unerect but the magic of her tongue on his balls was rapidly changing that as his cock began to harden for her.
 
As it flopped out, it size was... smaller and not as satisfying as she was imagining it to be. Still, it was a cock, and she was going to use it. Enthusiastically, she began to suck on it, slurping on his cock as she slobbered all over it, coating it in her saliva as she continued to taste Akira's meat, trying to get it more and more erect. Her fingers weren't idle, working down there and pushing into her crotch, teasing her own clit and even prodding or pushing inside of her own hole. She wasn't sure if this was just her, or if it was the drugs and other things they had possibly done to her. However, she was increasingly and worryingly enjoying it. "It's delicious. A bit small, but I can suck and drink out of it."
 
Akira moaned loudly as he felt Jeanne began to skillfully and eagerly suck on his cock; it did indeed grow fully erect in her mouth as it throbbed inside her. Her tongue swirling around his cock caused his pre-cum to ooze out of his tip for her to drink up. It was rather tasty compared to others she had tried...likely the high concentration of mana. That perhaps made up for his lack in size somewhat. He heard her words however and glared down slightly at her.

"What was that?" He asked, as if daring her to say it again. His hand gripped her head and he forced his cock deeper into her mouth. It was enough to gag her, but not violently so like some others as he forced his cock into her throat, his hairy base pressing up against her lush lips as he moaned loudly.
 
Akira becoming a bit more forceful was a small surprise to her. She was slightly surprised as he began to cram more of his shaft deeper down inside of her throat. She was finding it a bit hard to breath, though it's not like she needed to breath to live. The essence for that lied within Akira's shaft, and she was starting to milk it out. Slowly, her free hand that wasn't stimulating her sex was unbuttoning her blouse, the buttons coming out one by one till her plump and ample chest plopped out, bouncing out in view.
 
It seemed like Akira had given into lust and desire...maybe some of that corrupted mana in Jeanne was affecting him. As she undid her blouse, he took his cock out of her throat and slapped it roughly against her cheek before slapping it up against her rather large tits with a large grin on his face.

"How about you use those tits of yours to pleasure the cock you just insulted..." He smeared his pre-cum on her milky tits....prodding her perky nipples with his tip as he licked his lips in a lustful hunger.
 
Akira was starting to get into this as well. Jeanne wondered now if going to the club had always been his intention at some point, or if it was just part of their investigation... whatever. Her Master desired her, was lusting for her now, and had given her an order to satisfy his rod with her breasts. Jeanne smiled enthusiastically as she began to swallow that pitifully small cock right between her buxom, her chest completely hiding it within her soft warm flesh. Slowly, she began to massage it.

"How is it, Master?" She asked.
 
Akira moaned as Jeanne's lascivious breasts wrapped around his cock, small as it was. It felt amazing to be engulfed by her soft flesh as he reached out and gripped her hard and perky nipples. He twisted and tugged on them roughly, almost like he was trying to milk them as he groaned while the base of his cock slapped against the bottom of her breasts roughly and made them jiggle as the inside of her breasts started to become smeared with his pre-cum.

"Ah.....Jeanne...you're breasts are so fucking good...." Akira moaned softly as he twisted roughly on her nipples. "And you....do you enjoy having your nipples teased like a slut?"
 
As both of them let their guard down and allowed their lust to infect their minds, Jeanne could only think of how good and pleasing it felt. Her moans were only becoming much more pronounced, becoming quite louder and easier for others to hear. She wondered how much of this was pent up hidden desires within herself as well. Her hands only continued to rub her plump fleshy mounds against his cock, smearing and spreading his pre-cum everywhere within, deep inside of her fat tits. Her eyes floated up as a soft groan came out of her from having her perking nipples pinched, feeling as his hands began to twist them quite violently.

"Y-yes Master~"
 
Akira was consumed by his lust as the base of his cock slapped ever more roughly against the bottom of her breasts, making them jiggle more and more violently. His bulbous tip sprung forth from her cleavage as he twisted and tugged on her perky and tender nipples even harder now as he felt a pressure starting to build up in his cock.

"You want me to come, Jeanne? Want me to cum between your slutty tits and on your whore face..." He asked between moaned as he tit-fucked her roughly, taking his pleasure from the once virgin saint.
 
"Ooough~!" With each twist and pull on her perky tits, Jeanne let out a soft, meek moan, lustfully gasping and breathing for more, as she looked up at him. "c...cum all over me... M-master.." Feeling the collar around her, the saint then tried to mouth something out, a bit of clarity returning to her mind. "H...help...Uuk!" The collar around her neck began to beep. If her Master could catch on to it, he'd see that the metal collar around her neck was beginning to clamp down on her neck, her skin beginning to bulge as the 'Saint' gagged and choked. She suddenly felt a sharp pain, as the world seemingly began to slow down. "Uurk...Ghhn! Uuuk!"
 
Akira couldn't control his own lust and the pleasure from having his cock sandwhiched between her tits felt too amazing. With a loud and long moan, he granted Jeanne's wish and he came. He coated the inside of her tits, along with her face in his hot in sticky seed. Despite not having the largest cock, he shot out a powerful and potent load, so very full of mana and life. His breath ragged, he pulled away and quickly noticed Jeanne's situation.

"Jeanne! Hold on!" He called out, trying to get her to remain conscious as he pointed his fingers at the collar and quickly cast a spell that shattered it to pieces. He moved to grab Jeanne as he held her against his chest. "Jeanne, oi...Jeanne! Are you alright?" He called out, shaking her gently, wondering if she was alright.
 
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