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Slowly Ritsuka Fujimaru, the last Master of Chaldea opened his eyes as the faint rays of sunlight hit his face through the chapel window. As he tried to stretch his body, he groaned out in pain as he felt his arms being tightly restrained. Now wide awake he turned his eyes upwards and saw his hands restrained with chains to an altar.
His eyes peered around. It was clear where he was. It was a church for sure, completely in disarray with benches broken or flipped over, chandeliers on the ground in pieces and cracks in the windows. Ritsuka tried to recall how he ended up here. He was send to stop this Singularity, in Orleans. The last he remembered was trying to come to Mash's aid before losing consciousness.
Pulling on the chains proved futile, he was completely stuck to the altar and he didn't have the energy nor the strength at the moment to break free of them.
"Well, well, look whose awake…"
An ominous voice spoke and before Ritsuka could progress, like a shadow in the night a figure appeared before him. Clad in black armor, with high heels, piercing yellow eyes and shining white hair with a massive grin on her face and her hands on her hips looking down at the chained Master.
"You're…" Ritsuka managed to mumble out.
"The Maid of Orleans yes I know," Jeanne Alter spoke with a high tone of condescension in her voice "I would choose your next words carefully Master of Chaldea, lest you have your tongue cut from your mouth."
Ritsuka gulped. He looked at his hand bearing his Command Seals and considered using one to immediately call Mash to his location. That was until he heard.
"If you even think about using them to call your little Servant here I'll cut your throat before she has time to respond and she can watch you bleed out."
Her voice was so soft and yet it filled the young Master with dread. He knew she was right. At this moment he had no way out, he was literally and metaphorically stuck and he had no doubt that this dark mirror of the Holy Saint would follow through on her threat. So he faced her once more.
"What do you want with me?"
"Well Gilles actually wanted to try out his newest torture method on you, something to do with fiery tendrils in all your orifices or something like that I honestly wasn't paying attention," she said as she took a step closer to him lowering herself so she was now on face level with him "but I actually had something different in mind for you…"
With a devilish smile on her face she crawled over to him, placing her hands beside his head as she got face to face with Ritsuka and looked at him with those piercing yellow eyes that seemed to instill fear into his very soul.
"I was thinking of making you into my personal little plaything" she said as she traced a hand across Ritsuka's jawline and lowered it downwards caressing his torso.
A shocked expression quickly formed on Ritsuka's face "what?"
Jeanne Alter's grin widened "you heard me Master of Chaldea," she said as she continued to trail her hand downwards even further "you see unlike that prudish holier than thou lookalike of me, I have needs Ritsuka Fujimaru and you are perfect for catering to those needs."
Her hand stopped right above his crotch at the realization hit Ritsuka immediately what she was implying. "What the? What makes you think I will agree to that?" he asked indignantly.
Jeanne Alter retreated her hand and scoffed at him, standing up and to Ritsuka's horror placing her heel right above his crotch area, just a few inches removed from them.
"I only require your consent as a formality, I don't care in the least bit what you think or feel about it so I will leave you with a simple choice Ritsuka Fujimaru. Either you submit to me or I'll crush your dick under my heel and leave you to Gilles. So what will it be?"
The young Master was positively fuming. He didn't want to and couldn't consent to this type of behavior. His eyes where darting all around the church, looking for a way out but realizing it was all in vain with the presence of the evil saint in front of him, waiting on his answer.
"Fine…" he mumbled softly.
The Dragon Witch perked up her head and placed her hand behind her ear in a mocking gesture as she said "I'm sorry I couldn't hear you? you were saying?"
"I consent!" Ritsuka stated, louder and more firmly.
That answer seemed to satisfy the evil saint as she smugly smiled before moving back over to him, lowering herself to be on his level as she leaned in and grabbed his face with both hands, bringing his lips into a forceful powerful kiss.
Ritsuka had barely time to react as the Dragon Witch's surprisingly soft lips crashed onto his and she began to kiss him for a short while. Her lips felt cold to the touch but it made Ritsuka lose all focus for a brief moment.
That was until he felt a stinging pain on his cheek as Jeanne Alter slapped him across the face.
"What kind of a kiss is that! Put some more passion into it!"
And then her lips returned to his and Ritsuka now returned the kiss with more vigor. Over the next few seconds he felt her lips getting warmer as the kiss grew more intense. All the while her hands grabbed hold of his shirt.
Pulling back from the kiss Jeanne Alter tugged on Ritsuka's shirt and easily ripped it to pieces. Taking a look over his surprisingly toned and well kept physique, the Dragon Witch licked her lips before she leaned forward once more and to the young Master's surprise took one of his nipples in his mouth and began to bite down on it.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Ritsuka yelped out briefly before his mouth was covered by Jeanne Alter's hands, muffling the sound of pain as she bit on his nipple briefly before beginning to suck it. A warm feeling engulfed Ritsuka's body.
Jeanne Alter on her end was also feeling the sudden rise in temperature inside her. Removing her hand from his mouth and replacing it once more with her searing kiss, she snaked down her hand and right into Ritsuka's jeans. The young Master became acutely aware of what she was trying to do. But powerless to resist as he felt her take hold of his flaccid manhood, which immediately hardened on contact.
"Hmmmm" Ritsuka moaned into the evil saints mouth as she pulled his now hardened manhood free from the confines of his pants. As she glanced down at his rod, her eyes widened in surprise, so much so that she broke the kiss immediately.
"My oh my Ritsuka Fujimaru that's the biggest I've ever seen, and I've seen quite a few."
Ritsuka didn't know if she was being sarcastic or not but felt it was better not to ask. He hated to admit it but it was a pleasant compliment despite the current circumstances he was in.
Jeanne Alter stood up and Ritsuka watched as she immediately undid herself of her entire armor. The pieces clattering on the church ground with a large clanging sound. Ritsuka was admittedly in awe as he watched this twisted version of the legendary saint undo her armor and hoist up her dress.
This woman was not modest by a long shot. Unlike the Jeanne he had met, the real one. The beautiful and radiant women she was. And now here in front of him stood the inverted her, undoing every piece of armor aside from her head piece and hoisting her dress up as she pulled her panties down her legs.
As soon as the panties hit the ground, she smirked at Ritsuka who looked at her glistening womanhood, clear with arousal. If he wasn't already as hard as a rock, this would've certainly done it.
With slow steps forward the Dragon Witch positioned herself right over Ritsuka's manhood. Leaving her heels on and grabbing his shoulders for support. She looked at him with that same devilish smile and leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"You want to pray to God to save you? go for it! Pray to him! It won't stop me from fucking you in his home! From violating this sacred ground!"
With those words Jeanne Alter lowered herself down, impaling herself on Ritsuka's cock and what followed was a loud simultaneous moan of pleasure coming from them both.
It was so warm. Her pussy was so warm. Ritsuka couldn't form a sentence and only looked as Jeanne Alter wasted no time in beginning to move up and down his manhood. The devilish grin replaced with an almost happy smile built on incredible pleasure.
"OH FUCK YES THAT FEELS GOOD!" she yelled out. No shame or disregard in his voice.
Ritsuka almost out of instinct began thrusting upwards to meet hers, only increasing the surges of pleasure that now connected them.
"YOUR COCK IS FILLING ME UP SO GOOD!"
Those words. Those foul unfiltered words. All coupled with the pleasure that was overtaking his reasoning. His eyes laser focused on Jeanne Alter as she bounced up and down on his manhood and seemingly lost in the pleasure.
That was until her eyes focused on him and she leaned forward and grabbed hold of the chains binding Ritsuka's hands and with one pull completely ripped them off the altar, freeing Ritsuka. She looked deep into his eyes and yelled.
"RAVAGE ME!"
Ritsuka didn't hesitate and pulled himself upwards, shifting their position as Jeanne Alter fell on her back and the young Master was now on top and began thrusting into her pussy at a rapid pace.
"FUCK YES!" the Dragon Witch moaned out in pure delight "HARDER! DEFILE GODS GROUNDS EVEN HARDER!"
Pleasure was now fully overtaking Ritsuka's reasoning as he began plunge into her pussy faster then they both thought possible. Spurred on by her foul language, he even bent down and kissed her out of his own choice. Both getting lost in the pleasure, the entire circumstances completely lost by the addicting feeling of the oldest pleasure in the world.
Ritsuka could feel his climax approaching as the warm of Jeanne Alter's pussy was becoming too much for him as he plunged in and out of her with wild abandon. His lips tasting hers, unwilling to let go as they continued their wild lovemaking on the sacred grounds of the Lord.
"So close…so close…" Ritsuka moaned out, and in response Jeanne Alter locked her legs behind him, making him unable to pull out.
"INSIDE! FILL THIS SAINT UP WITH YOUR SEED! LET HIM WATCH AS YOU FILL ME UP!"
Ritsuka had no choice, but he didn't ponder that question as he continued slamming into her until finally he was at his end. With a loud moan and one final thrust he unleashed his seed deep into the evil saint's pussy, causing her to moan out as well, her arms and legs tightly holding him into place as he unleashed all of his seed deep into her.
As both their orgasms begin to subside, Ritsuka fell over onto the evil maiden, who gleefully basked into the post orgasm bliss, feeling a pool of her own orgasm and Ritsuka's spunk spill out of her and on the sacred ground, smiling contently as stared up at the church seeling with an exhausted Master on top of her.