Morning News

I awake to a Chaldean broadcast. A quaint mock morning news show they seem to put on hosted by some of the bombastic servants. Ozymandias and Lartoria seem to be in control today. Both are seated respectively at an announcer table in professional dress. Lartoria looks extremely sexy, and her chest is second to none.

“Rise and shine servants, the Sun Pharaoh compels you so! This is Chaldea Morning Report with a special broadcast presented by Atlas Institute. ‘If you want a super weapon capable of destroying the world, choose Atlas Institute.’ Lartoria, all you!”

“Our first news story concerns some odd goings on in Chaldea. A confrontation between Tomoe Gozen and Baobhan Sith turned violent. Later, it somehow led to Tomoe Gozen brazenly admitting to indecent acts and exposure in the main cafeteria. Witnesses were questioned on what they saw and heard. Here’s a clip of an interview with Shuten Doji from yesterday afternoon.” Lartoria delivers her report perfectly. Her voice is deep and melodious.

The camera cuts to a recording showing Osakabehime and Shuten Doji.

“Shuten, this is Osakabehime with CMR. What happened earlier today?”

“Little Yokai, what happened here was hilarious. Prissy Tomoe fucking lost it. She was saying she was gonna go cum in the hall and she was dripping with need. The looks on Raikou’s face was perfect.” Shuten laughs really loud in her sultry voice and nearly falls to ground from it.

Hime briefly brings the mic back to herself before returning it to Shuten for a response. “Any idea why Tomoe would say such things?”

“Not a clue. But I hope she’s okay. Anyone willing to do that has some metal. I gotta invite her for a drink when she’s back on her feet!”

The recording cuts and once again the hosts are present. Ozy leads the next section.

“Next we go to speak with Shinsengumi leader Hijikata who found Tomoe after the incident. Tomoe is being held for monitoring and I have word that Kiara Sessyoin will be involved with making sense of the event.”

It now cuts to a live broadcast with Hime on the ground near the holding cells.

“Hijikata, this is Osakabehime with CMR. What have you learned about Tomoe since yesterday?”

The stoic but insane Japanese man stands without emotion until his mouth opens and his expression becomes erratic.

“SHINSENGU— sorry, anyway, I found Tomoe passed out just after lunch. True to the witnesses’ words, Tomoe appears to have found a partner to get some ‘release’ with. She woke up soon after, not knowing that she’d done anything. I haven’t the faintest idea what happened.”

“Thank you Hijikata! That’s all from the ground. Whatever Kiara will be doing, I’ll make sure to cover it!” Hime bows, oddly reverently and employed for her NEET self.

The feed comes back to the hosts and Lartoria takes charge.

“Thank you Hime for your coverage. Servants, be on the lookout for suspicious happenings. We may have a new risqué event starting up if Tomoe’s outburst is just the first of a new condition.” It seems like Lartoria almost juggled her chest in emphasis of the description.

A small gap in run time happens as if they were going to commercial. But it immediately comes back to the morning show.

“In other news, there’s a buzz of rumors flying about some new relationships between a few servants. Just for instance, Jeanne de Arc was spotted with Ishtar and Kama. An unlikely throuple? Or just a new book club? Regardless, I’m Lartoria!”

When she finishes her set, Lartoria raises her hand to meet with Ozy’s when he finishes.

“And I’m Ozymandias. That’s all we have folks. Stay tuned for today’s episode of Late Night with Lartoria, on the Chaldea Network News! Until next time!”

Their hands both meet and it triggers the end of the program. The broadcast ends with a small musical play out from Liz.

Hearing and seeing the broadcast makes Lartoria seem to be a lovely body to fuck and take control of for sure.

I groan while lying on the flat of my stolen back.

I made a promise so I’ll follow through with it. I need to release my two slaves from my control.

But first, they went through an entire night without release. They deserve a crescendo before I can’t do this anymore.

A precision missile of a thought rockets from me to both of my linked pleasure slaves.

“CUM!” I know it worked because the pleasure felt is so strong as to reverse back up the connection to me.

The feeling is so electric and unexpected that my legs give out. I collapse to the ground and start cumming. Zero to a million in no time at all is an extremely unique feeling. The longest orgasm I’ve ever felt, and I’m not even the direct cause.

“HOLY FUCK! That was incredible.” My breathing is heavy and I get to bask in the afterglow while I do the important bit of releasing them.

It’s so much more meaningful to fall to temptation willfully than with magic mind control. The possession is good though.

I focus deeply. I feel the thread that connects me to Ishtar. I follow it into Ishtar’s core. I’m suddenly transported and wake up next to an Ishtar standing over me. She gets right to reprimanding me.

“You manipulated my fucking spirit core? Kama what the fuck! I have all the memories and I feel disgusting!”

“But it was really hot, right?” I slyly respond to her attacks.

“Damn you bitch! Yes it was really fucking hot. And this orgasm you caused for me… unthinkable. Next time, I won’t need to have my identity rewritten. Thanks for releasing your hold.” Ishtar smiles rather warmly despite the circumstances.

I’m shunted out of the featureless void and back to where I was following the thread. I reach Jeanne and do the same, severing the connection. And again I wake up in a room seeing Jeanne standing over me. Just like Ishtar, she gets the first word.

“You made me renounce the Lord. I’m, deeply wounded. Kama, I feel violated that you would make me say such things.”

“Demonic possession rules. I’m literally a demon of lust. You didn’t have full control. I’m sure your celestial karma or holiness is unaffected, especially since I’m such a powerful presence to affect you.” I nonchalantly shrug my shoulders to her.

“I suppose. But don’t count on me forgetting how it felt to be a fallen angel. It was freeing in a way I’d never considered. And cumming so hard again was wonderful.” Jeanne blushes. Admitting that even though she was made to do some things, they were not technically unwanted.

“Now THAT is blasphemy. A saint shouldn’t be tempted so easily. But I still see an aura of holiness around you, so maybe temptation is part of the journey.” Jeanne blushes again hearing my words, and I’m once again taken out of the unreality.

I spoke directly to their spirit cores. Thankfully neither Jeanne nor Ishtar are mad. With all those two experienced, becoming my temporary slaves was just the cherry on top.

They got to lose control for a little while. Even I find that notion sexy if it were to happen to me.

I’ll have to speak to them both directly about how the night went together. And maybe Jeanne can still run wild, a saint unshackled from shame.

It’s breakfast time and I may as well have that conversation now. I stroll directly to Jeanne’s room and knock. Before I pound on the door, I swear I could hear a moan.

There’s a few seconds where it sounds like two pairs of feet moving quickly and hurriedly.

Finally the door opens. I’m face to face with Jeanne wearing a blanket. She’s not even clothed, and I can’t help but chuckle.

“Oh Kama. You scared the shit out of me. Please come in. And try not to slip…” Jeanne is nervous.

“Swearing so crassly my Saint. And slipping? Might you have spilled some water on the floor?” I’m smirking, my words sarcastic enough that even Jeanne can pick up on it.

“Kama, you irrevocably influenced me last night. I feel so much more free. Thank you for all you did… Ishtar, it’s Kama, you can stop hiding.” Her voice is quiet, but the words seem like something she’s happy to have finally set free.

“Bitch!” Ishtar shouts it loudly and unburies herself from the pile of clothing, blankets, and pillows Jeanne threw on her. She leaps to attack me.

“You fucking made my lap up my own cum and piss like a pig! You made me clean your damn room! How the fuck can you even apologize for all of that?!” She’s completely steaming, in fact, she’s almost as on fire as I am.

“Ishtar, I’m not going to apologize. I know you enjoyed being my slave. All this blithering can’t convince me otherwise. You of all people like to say one thing while wanting another.” A careless exchange. I’d chuckle, but laughing at Ishtar would likely cause her to use her explosive arrows so I simply stay quiet.

“Damn you! You’re right, but fuck you for daring to do that to me when my guard was down!” Ishtar is red as a tomato but steam is still coming out of her ears

Not letting the silence stand, I have to keep them going.

“Sooooooo… how did my little pretend lovebirds enjoy the night?” I say it as if I don’t know because of my direct connections just earlier.

“It was wonderful. Except for not being able to cum until five minutes ago.” Ishtar punches my side, of course not with full force.

“My body has been on fire since you told me to come here. I feel as if the sun is shining on my entire body now. I could conquer a demon god pillar right now!” Jeanne stands tall and proud.

“Oh good. So much lust and lecherousness is great for my figure.” I twist my body while I inspect its curves before continuing. “Well, I’m happy you two are happy!”

“I’ll take my leave. But you know where to find me. Jeanne, please do take advantage of being a saint free of your shame. Find master or someone else and go wild! Regardless, be good my fuck buddies!” It elicits a small wave from Jeanne as she smiles with her eyes closed.

Ishtar can’t help but pull her bra down and flash me as I walk away. Her nipples are raised and her tits are still lovely. It’s an act that I have to respect.

If it could, my nose would be bleeding extravagantly.

I leave triumphant. Maybe I ought to check in with Vritra to see if she has an explanation for Tomoe so she can return to ‘normal.’