Shower, planning, and a quickie

Sakura woke up early the next morning, heading to the shower. She wanted to be rested while she tried to figure out the details of summoning a servant. Ayako stayed the night at her place, given she would be deciding what she brought to the Emiya residence, so she had it to herself as she washed her hair. She needed a ley line and it had to be night, as one of the rules for the Holy Grail War - the problem was almost every ley line spot she knew of had already been claimed. The Einzberns place would be suicide for her, and She refused to visit the Matou household again if she could help it... but the Tohsaka manor was over one too. If she used the pen, she could make Rin let her use it, or hand over her servant if she needed. Then her beloved Shirou would be safe to bang her lights out like she wanted.

She paused as she thought about her last sentence, hands having been lathering her breasts? Why didn't she think of him like that right now, and she very much wanted to be his, but even more than being his property? She looked down at where Shirou Emiya's was written n her arm... only it wasn't there. Only a black smudge of sharpie ink.

Sakura felt the panic rise as she realized the sharpie pen washed off with water. She almost ran out of the shower naked, before remembering to grab a towel to dry herself off. She located the pen and quickly wrote Shirou Emiya's and Sakura Matou's on her arm, calming as it was back on. She sighed, feeling the security that came with being owned by Shirou, but if she was to fulfill her plan to protect him, she would also need ownership of herself if she was going to hide her actions for Shirou's benefit. She gathered her clothes and got dressed before going to help keep the shower from being an issue.

Heading towards the living area, Sakura heard Shirou already making breakfast. That's just like him. She heads over to the wall opposite cooking area, and begins writing, even as Shirou looks over. "Morning, Sakura. Breakfast should be ready soon, making omelets... what are you doing?" Sakura only responded with a "Good morning Senpai" before she kept going until she finished.

Shirou Emiya and Sakura Matou's House

• Anyone visiting or living in this house will allow Sakura Matou to write anything she wants on them without protest.
• All girls taking a shower here will go to Sakura Matou as soon as she's available and allow her to write on them.
• Shirou Emiya has the freedom to use any girl in this house like they are his property.
• At least once a day, Shirou Emiya will use at least one of the girls in his house to relieve any sexual tension he feels. The girl in question will be happy for the privilege.

Sakura giggled as she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Sakura, breakfast is ready. What are you..." He says as she looks past her, reading the new rules.

"Oh, nothing, owner." She smiles, grinning as she opens her uniform to put the sharpie between her breasts. She then moved forward and leaned her breasts through her shirt, subtly brushing an arm near shirou's crotch. "I just wanted to make sure strangers understood the rules of this house." She kept his focus on her face and the breasts rubbing against them through her uniform. "Thank you for breakfast, Senpai. I must think of someway to repay you." She says breathily as she heads to the table, shaking her rear at him before sitting down and leaning over more than necessary, eating the delicious omelet.

Shirou's brain was doing some very quick processing. Sakura was the only girl here, and he was very horny thanks to her. It was his right to take to use her for that, but they both had class so he decided to do the only think his confused brain could think of: Dropped his school pants, spanked Sakura as he opened the path to her ass, and started plowing.

Sakura swallowed her delicious omelet just in time as she started moaning loudly as Shirou took her ass, using her as his property. She was elated at Shirou's confidence, and that he was using her. She could hear him grunting, so she looked back to see him, a lustful smile on your face.

"S-sorry, about this, Sakura." The head of the house panted. "Just need to finish this quickly..." He said. he didn't want to hurt her, but he did need to relieve all the tension he was feeling.

"Don't worry, Se-empai." Sakura moans back. "E-enjoy yourself with-th my ass. I know I am!" Se cried out as she squeezed and released against the pounding shaft. It didn't take log for Shirou to release, the creamy semen flowing up her ass. "AAAAHN~!" She cried out, before collapsing, face in the rest of her omelet.

Shirou panted as well, falling back before managing to get up. he put the panties back over Sakura's ass as he walked back to his breakfast. It was colder now, but there wasn't any helping that - reheated eggs just weren't the same anymore.

By the time Shirou had finished, Sakura had found the strength to stand up. They quickly gathered their backpacks and started heading for school.