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Since blossoming into her libido, Raikou's life for the past few months had been… exciting, to say the least. Where once she couldn't begin to favor how amazing sex was, now the Berserker servant seemed to be doing it at almost every opportunity presented to her, and really, she only had Ritsuka to blame for her new lifestyle. She suspected that a few other servants outside of Ritsuka's polyamorous circle knew that she might as well have been a hypocrite, but honestly, Raikou didn't care. The thrill of sex was just too enticing for the uber-busty woman now, and she knew the same absolutely applied to her partner.

Likewise, Ritsuka hummed softly, her face flushed as he leaned into Raikou's warm embrace, feeling utterly enveloped by her massive breasts. The sensation of her gentle fingers tracing patterns across her back was soothing to the young master, and she could happily spend the whole day with her face in Raikou's boobs.

"Can you really blame me?" Ritsuka murmured, smirking giddily as she rubbed her face in Raikou's bosom. "It's hard not to be enchanted by all of the gorgeous women roaming the halls of Chaldea. Though, there's hardly any that can match you, Raikou~"

"Fuhu… You flatter me, Master~"

Raikou giggled motherly as she gently rubbed her hands along Ritsuka's backside, eventually settling on her ass. The red-haired minx didn't mind her sensual touch, making a point of squishing her lover's fingers deeper into her plump rear end, nor did Raikou mind the way Ritsuka lovingly motorboated her massive tits, which the girl eagerly squeezed between her own dexterous digits. It was, simply put, a lovely trade off, and one that neither party minded whatsoever.

"I must admit, though, that none of this would have been possible without your influence, Master." Raikou softly confessed, chuckling before she gave Ritsuka a knowing stare and adding, "Perverted as they are~"

Ritsuka grinned playfully, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she tightened her embrace on Raikou, letting her hands wander across the full curves of her breasts. She leaned in, pressing gentle, eager kisses along Raikou's soft skin. She could feel Raikou's pulse quicken beneath her lips, and it only spurred her on, her hands sinking more firmly into Raikou's voluptuous figure.

"You make it easy to be a bit… perverted~" Ritsuka murmured against her skin, trailing kisses up to her collarbone, then back down. "When you have a body that's this lewd, it's impossible to keep my hands off of you~!"

Reflexively, Raikou laughed softly as Ritsuka assaulted her with kisses yet again, keeping these one far higher than she had minutes ago. That was alright, though. Any affection from her master was more than enough for the purple-haired berserker, who simply smiled at Ritsuka's gestures while she kneaded the girl's ass, reminding, "Yes… And it's all yours to mold and worship as you please~"

Ritsuka chuckled again, the sound muffled against Raikou's skin as she nuzzled closer, savoring every inch of her beloved servant's smoking hot body. Her hands continued to explore, kneading and squeezing Raikou's ample breasts, her touch growing more needy with each passing moment. She could feel Raikou's breath hitch, her body responding eagerly to every little caress, and it only encouraged her further. "You're so terrible, Raikou. You make me so excited way too easily~"

"As do you, Master. I can't imagine not having your hands running across me anymore~" Taking after her lover, Raikou retaliated by playfully running a hand across Ritsuka's crotch, which instantly had the redhead moaning blissfully. The Berserker would make a few more passes up and down Ritsuka's slit before reluctantly pulling away, giggling as she pointed out, "Although… Perhaps it might be best if we exit the shower. As nice as the water is, I would prefer not to prune any more that we already have."

Ritsuka pouted, though ultimately she knew her servant was right about that. Nodding, the pair reluctantly stepped out of the steamy shower. Raikou reached for a towel, her dripping, curvaceous body on full display as she led the way back into the bedroom. Her generous chest jiggled with each step, catching Ritsuka's eye and making her heart race all over again.

Her ogling didn't stop when they reached her bedroom. Ritsuka's gaze lingered hungrily on Raikou as she started to dry off her naked body. Though, before Raikou could fully dry herself, Ritsuka simply couldn't hold herself back anymore.

Perhaps a tad too roughly, Ritsuka pushed Raikou back against a wall, pinning her there and making her gasp as she dropped her towel. The redhead then brought her hands up, tenderly massaging Raikou's soft, ample breasts, her fingers tracing over Raikou's wet skin, feeling her heartbeat quicken beneath her touch as she practically drooled over the older woman.

"Couldn't let you get too far, Raikou~" Ritsuka whispered into the samurai's ear, making the woman shiver under her. She squeezed Raikou's breasts lovingly, pressing herself closer as she kissed her way up Raikou's collarbone to her neck. "Why even wait for the bed~? We can do it right here all over again~"

Raikou's surprise quickly shifted to amusement, with the buxom servant happily pulling Ritsuka flush against her curvaceous naked body.

"My, somebody's quite needy tonight~" She teased, seizing her chance a few seconds later to kiss her Master's plump lips. Muffled moans quickly enveloped the bathroom as the naked duo entered into another steamy make out, but this time, when they pulled away, Raikou was sporting a somewhat anxious expression, and one that reflected in her subsequent question. "Ah… Actually, before we indulge ourselves again… Might I ask you about a rather… peculiar… request I have for you?"

Ritsuka's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she leaned in close, her breath still warm against Raikou's neck while her fingers continued to happily dig into the busty MILF's breasts. "A request, hmm? I'm all ears, Raikou!"

Sighing softly in relief, Raikou gave Ritsuka a grateful smile while she threaded her fingers through the redhead's still damp hair, humming softly as she considered how to phrase her question.

"Well… As I'm sure you're aware, I've been… 'experimenting' with Jeanne and a few of the other ladies we've been with, yes?" Raikou began, a hint of nervousness to her voice. She waited until Ritsuka nodded before continuing, "I've come to understand myself a lot more each time I give myself to them, and to you as well, Master. And I… um…" Raikou's cheeks flushed red at what she was about to admit. "I must confess that I've discovered what you call a 'turn on' that I wish to try out with you sometime. I-if it's not too much trouble to ask."

Ritsuka's intrigue only grew as she listened, though a soft smile came to her lips as she sensed Raikou's nervousness. Gently, she reached up to brush a stray strand of Raikou's damp hair back, encouraging her with a warm, steady gaze to put her at ease. "I'm happy to try anything with you, Raikou. I won't judge you." she said easily, her hand lightly caressing Raikou's cheek. "What is it that you want to try? Something sexy~?"

Raikou remained silent for a moment, her cheeks burning hotter at Ritsuka's curious expression before she ultimately sighed, confessing, "I want you to… t-to humiliate me, Master."

Ritsuka blinked in surprise. "…Humiliate you?"

Raikou nodded, very nearly letting her entire face start to burn with a mixture of shame and anxiousness. "Y-yes. Humiliate."

Ritsuka's gaze softened, her own cheeks flushing at the sheer honesty in Raikou's words. She gently cupped Raikou's face, brushing a thumb over her cheek as she considered her lover's unusual request. "Humiliation… Well, that's new…" Ritsuka pondered for a moment, her gaze wandering as Raikou looked on nervously. "If I can ask, what kind of… humiliation are we talking about here?"

At Ritsuka's question, Raikou started to lightly bite her lip, trying to think of how best to put her thoughts into words. "If I had to be specific… I would have to say that the manner of humiliation I'm seeking is one that… um… puts me in my place? If that makes any sense." She wiggled a bit from nervousness, though her Master's soothing touch definitely helped to steel the older woman's nerves some. "I do remember thinking that it was quite sexy seeing Jeanne bound, so perhaps some bondage would be nice for that sort of scenario?"

Ritsuka listened carefully, taking in every word as she looked at Raikou's flushed face and vulnerable gaze. She could see the genuine mix of nerves and anticipation behind those words, and it was taking a lot for her to admit this to her.

Still, the idea of a situation like that, with Raikou in bondage and Ritsuka free to do as she pleased with her?

The idea was… tempting.

"If that's what you want, Raikou… I can give that to you." She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I'll admit, the mental image alone… It's making me excited~"

"Is it?" Raikou mouthed, with Ritsuka not only nodding again, but also leaning up on the tips of her toes so she could smother the busty woman with a passionate kiss that left them both breathless by the time they separated. After the fact, Raikou found herself laughing again, the sound of which put both parties at ease. "I see… I'm glad, then. I was worried you may think less of me for my… peculiar tastes."

"I can hardly wait~" Ritsuka replied, as she leaned in and gave her busty lover another kiss on the cheek. "I already have a place in mind. Somewhere nice and secluded, just you… at my absolute mercy~"

The way Ritsuka spoke so sultrily had Raikou's pussy beginning to flood all over again, the sensation of which had the Berserker grinning eagerly. "I'm already looking forward to seeing what scheme you concoct for me, my love~" She purred, raking her hands across her Master's more modest, but no less appealing, tits before suddenly flipping their positions, pinning Rotsuka against the wall while she sultrily cooed, "But tonight, let us lose ourselves as we always have before~"

Ritsuka's heart hammered as Raikou flipped the script, her face as red as her hair as Raikou's sexy body rubbed up against her own, though she was no less excited for it. "By all means, lead the way~!"

Needless to say, neither of the women would sleep much that night.

The next day had basically gone by in a blur for Ritsuka and her MILF lover. Neither woman could keep their minds off of Raikou's request, which admittedly distracted them at a few inopportune times. They were quick to bounce back from those minor hiccups, though, and other than those, their schedules remain more or less unchanged.

It was something they were both grateful for.

Soon enough, the morning had shifted into evening, and now, Raikou found herself wandering the halls of Chaldea's headquarters, heading towards the room Ritsuka told her to meet at. The busty purple-haired warrior had a noticeable pep in her step as she hurried along, more than ready to see what her lover had planned for tonight. Especially since they had spent last night going over various strategies to better indulge Raikou's request.

Needless to say, Raikou was practically shaking with barely contained excitement.

Finally, Raikou entered the room, and her eyes widened with a mixture of excitement and surprise. The room was completely padded, creating a secluded and intimate atmosphere that seemed designed solely for their sensual encounter. The soft, pure white padding absorbed the faint sounds of her footsteps, heightening her awareness of every detail.

And there, at the center of the room, stood Ritsuka.

Though, the redhead wasn't donned in her normal attire. Instead, her Master was dressed in an enticing set of dominatrix gear, revealing and pointed enough to give any man an instant erection that fit the confident smirk on her face as she regarded Raikou's reaction. The outfit fit her snugly, emphasizing her form and giving her an undeniable air of authority. What did confuse Raikou, though, were the buckets sitting behind Ritsuka, though she assumed those would be explained in time.

"Well, Raikou~" Ritsuka began, her voice low and sultry as she stepped forward, heels clicking softly against the padded floor. "It's nice to see you stop by. I was beginning to think you weren't coming. Don't you think it's a little rude to keep a woman waiting~?"

It took Raikou a moment to process Ritsuka's words, mostly because she was far too busy ogling her Master's sexy, scantily-clad body, the mere sight of which already had her panties drenched. Eventually, though, the older woman shook her head, fixing Ritsuka with a sultry, eager smile as she sauntered towards the redhead, already taken by her charms.

"My apologies, Master. I had a few last minute chores to take care of before I could come." Raikou began to say, stopping before Ritsuka and giving her lover an apologetic bow. "I promise I won't keep you waiting so long in the future."

Ritsuka's smirk deepened as she watched Raikou bow, though her own heart was racing at a mile a minute. She had opted to go all out for Raikou's sake, and to say she wasn't embarrassed would be a downright lie, but she was willing to go the extra mile for her lover.

Chuckling, Ritsuka took a step closer, her fingers tilting Raikou's chin up, making her look directly into her eyes. "I'll hold you to that promise, Raikou." She purred, her voice dripping with authority. "After all, keeping your Master waiting isn't something I take lightly." With a commanding grace, Ritsuka then traced a finger along Raikou's jaw, her touch feather-light yet electrifying. "Tonight, you're here to be taught a lesson in obedience. And I think you'll find that patience can be a powerful form of restraint."

At Ritsuka's words, Raikou grinned, all too eager to submit herself to her Master. "I'm looking forward to it~" Deciding to overstep her boundaries a tad, the busty Berserker leaned in close to kiss her partner. Ritsuka happily obliged her request, kissing her lover, soon to be her captive, with equal passion before they pulled away, at which point Raikou playfully jested, "Ah, but I suppose that you'll be my mistress more than my master, no~?"

"Mmm, that's true, indeed~" Ritsuka purred in agreement, though her lustful gaze turned a little menacing as she glared at Raikou. "Though, a servant like yourself should remember where your boundaries are, lest you get… punished~" Ritsuka put emphasis on that statement with a crack of her whip, which she had kept hidden by her side until then.

"Servant or not, I won't break so easily, Mistress~" Raikou goaded back, meeting Ritsuka's glare with a confident look of her own. Just how much more difficult could it be to allow her Master to dominate her than it was to fight on the battlefield?

"Mmm, is that a challenge~?" Ritsuka smirked as she held her hand up, showing Raikou her Command Seals that sat on the back of her hand with a smug look. "How long will that confidence last, I wonder~?"

The sight of Ritsuka's Command Seals had Raikou's eyes widening in surprise. She knew the redhead had already gone all out for tonight, but going as far as to use her Command Seals just to get her to submit?

It was more than a little shocking.

And arousing.

Still, even with that vague promise Ritsuka was making her, Raikou continued to hold her ground, smirking with a mixture of confidence and anticipation as she replied, "Try me~"

Ritsuka's smirk only grew as she reached for one of the metal buckets beside her, filled with ice-cold water. She lifted it with ease, her gaze fixed on Raikou's challenging expression.

"Let's see if this brings you to heel, my stubborn servant~" Ritsuka purred, and before the Berserker could make a proper retort, the young Master harshly dumped the ice cold water over Raikou's head.

"Aah?!" Raikou yelped in surprise as Ritsuka splashed her completely with the ice-cold water, drenching the woman completely. The chilling water easily seeped through her outfit, getting through every nook and cranny, not to mention soaking the long, silky purple locks that she took great pride in, leaving the Berserker looking like a wet cat.

More than that, however, the sudden change in temperature had Raikou feeling like tiny needles were pricking her delicate skin all over, sapping away at her body heat. By the time Ritsuka let the bucket clang onto the floor, the busty Servant was already shivering, wrapping both arms around herself in an attempt to conserve her body heat.

As Raikou attempted to conceal herself, Ritsuka's gaze hardened, and without a moment's hesitation she reached forward, grasping Raikou's wrists firmly and pulling her arms away from her body.

"Did I say you could cover yourself?" Ritsuka berated, her voice low but commanding. "A servant like you should know better than to hide anything from me." Ritsuka's fingers tightened around Raikou's wrists as she held her arms at her sides, leaving Raikou fully exposed under her stern gaze. "Tonight, you're here to obey, nothing more. Am I understood?"

Raikou felt her breath hitch at Ritsuka's domineering display. While she was overly qualified to break free of the woman's grasp, there was something so arousing about being forced into such a position. Sexy, even. It helped that Ritsuka had gone the extra mile for this occasion, and as the one responsible for her Master's determination to please her, Raikou found it only reasonable to play into her part and enjoy where the night took her.

"Y-yes, Mistress…" Raikou quietly mouthed, doing her best to get into character as well, allowing her posture and expression to morph into one of submissiveness and servitude. It was awfully difficult to keep herself from smiling in enjoyment, though.

"Good~" Ritsuka stepped back, and her smirk widened as she took in the sight of the Berserker shivering. She was hardly done with her lover, though, and she made that obvious as clenched her fist, her Command Seal beginning to glow. "Now then… Raikou, take your clothes off~"

Against her will, Raikou felt her hands start to move on their own, with the drenched Servant grunting as it happened. While her status as a Berserker more or less gave her some degree of resistance to Command Seals, the truth of the matter was that this was something she absolutely wanted, humiliating or not. She wanted nothing more than for Ritsuka to ravage her like never before, and this was just the beginning of their fun together.

"N-no! No, Mistress, please don't make me do this!" Raikou desperately begged while her hands began to strip off her top, much to Ritsuka's delight and her faux panic.

Ritsuka watched with satisfaction as Raikou's hands moved involuntarily, peeling off her soaked top in spite of her feigned protests. Her eyes gleamed with delight as Raikou's voice quivered in mock resistance, the sight turning her on way, way more than she cared to admit.

"Oh, poor Raikou~" Ritsuka purred, mocking the busty Berserker with a wicked grin. "What a shame, being forced to bare yourself like this. But… this is what happens when a servant fails to obey, isn't it~?" She tapped her whip against her palm. "A rule breaker deserves a punishment, after all~!"

"Ngh… Y-you're too cruel, Mistress! Too, too cruel!" Raikou adorably whined while her body acted on its own, peeling off the uber busty woman's top and causing her enormous tits to jiggle free, just barely contained by the skimpy purple bra containing her assets. The Berserker wouldn't get any immediate relief, though, as her hands then quickly went for her bottoms, removing them swiftly and revealing her equally skimpy panties, slickened both with cold water and her own juices.

Inwardly, Raikou was glad she had decided to wear such exotic lacy today. Outwardly, though, she kept up her timid facade, which she knew had to be turning Ritsuka on terribly.

"My my~!" Ritsuka put a hand to her chest, her cheeks burning a bright red as soon as she caught sight of Raikou's lingerie. "I didn't think a servant so timid could wear something so scandalous, though I suppose with a slutty body like yours, that's only natural, hmmm~?"

Raikou squirmed at Ritsuka's words, briefly managing to restrain her arms as she again hugged herself. Not that it would last, as a moment later she was back to automatically stripping herself. "I-I was saving them for my beloved… Not you!"

Ritsuka's smirk deepened at Raikou's faux defiance, her voice taking on a mocking sweetness as she leaned in close, letting her words drip with a tantalizing mixture of authority and amusement.

"Oh, your beloved, you say? And yet here you are, baring yourself for me without any resistance~" Ritsuka purred, running a finger along the strap of Raikou's bra before snapping it lightly against her skin. "Your body may be trying to hold back, but you seem more than eager to obey, Raikou. Isn't that right~?"

"N-no! You're wrong! You're absolutely wrong!" Raikou insisted with a frown, only to then gasp as she felt her hands reach back and undo her meager bra. Almost instantly when the clasp came undone, her massive breasts spilled free, bouncing up and down now that they had been completely freed. As soon as she saw this, Raikou screamed, her cheeks now burning bright red with shame and arousal. "AAAAAAH!"

Ritsuka's eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched Raikou's bra drop away, her gaze lingering over the sight of the Berserker's massive boobs now on full display for her to enjoy. She stepped closer, tracing a single finger over the soft skin of Raikou's chest as she hungrily licked her lips, relishing the way her servant shivered under her touch.

"My, my, such a sight~!" Ritsuka teased, letting her hand rest against Raikou's heaving chest for a moment. "I thought you might have more control, but here you are, trembling at a single touch." She leaned closer, her breath warm against Raikou's ear as she whispered, "Tell me, Raikou, does this excite you? Being made to strip before me like this~?"

"O-of course not…" Raikou muttered, giving out a shuddery breath as Ritsuka squeezed her chest. Her lie was painfully obvious to both parties, and yet the Berserker still endeavored to keep playing the part of the damsel, even as her thumbs hooked into her panties and slowly began to slide them down her sexy legs. "I-I would never be so… so… s-slutty…!"

Ritsuka chuckled darkly, watching with bated breath at Raikou's resistance with a deeply satisfied smirk. Her gaze traveled over Raikou's naked, trembling body as the last piece of her clothing slipped down, leaving her completely exposed for Ritsuka's eyes.

It was a sight she had seen plenty of lately, but their little play was making it more exciting than ever before.

"Oh, Raikou~" Ritsuka sultrily purred, her tone mockingly gentle, "You say that, but your body betrays you. Look at yourself—completely nude, flushed, and trembling." She trailed her fingers down Raikou's sides, letting her touch linger just enough to send a shiver through the Berserker. "You can try to deny it, but we both know the truth: you're enjoying every humiliating moment of this~"

With a flick of her wrist, Ritsuka produced a pair of handcuffs using her mana, holding it up for Raikou to see. "Now then, since you seem to need a bit of… guidance," she murmured, her gaze darkening with sadistic delight, "let's see how well you follow orders when your hands are bound." She held Raikou's wrists gently, waiting to see if her servant would yield, her gaze sharp and expectant. "When you're completely helpless~"

Raikou, though, remained somewhat defiant in the face of Ritsuka's intimidation, even if her arousal was starting to become painful. She had little choice but to start rubbing her thighs together with need, just barely able to contain her desire to pounce and take her Master then and there. She refrained from such an action, thankfully, instead giving Ritsuka a bit of resistance as she attempted to wriggle free from her lover's grasp, claiming, "D-do your worst, then! Though my clothes are in tatters, you won't break my spirit so easily!"

In one smooth motion, Ritsuka clasped the cuffs around Raikou's wrists, a satisfying click resonating as the magical restraints locked into place. Channeling her mana, Ritsuka transformed the cuffs, linking them to a magical suspension chain that reached up toward the ceiling. The redhead heard Raikou gasp as she felt her arms pulled up over her head, her body lifting just enough to leave her toes barely brushing the ground. She dangled there, her smoking hot naked body completely exposed and vulnerable, her curves and boobs displayed in all their glory for Ritsuka to admire.

Ritsuka couldn't have been more turned on than she was at that moment. It was impossible for either of them to miss just how wet the young master had gotten between the legs, and how shaky she had become from the act alone, much less from having the busty MILF completely at her mercy like this. "I think I just got a new fetish… Thanks, Raikou~"

Stepping back, Ritsuka produced her whip, letting it unfurl with a flourish as she paced slowly around Raikou, savoring every moment. She trailed the whip's tip along Raikou's quivering body, relishing in the way her lover's body shivered in anticipation.

"You look magnificent like this, Raikou… utterly helpless and at my mercy~" Ritsuka raised an eyebrow, relishing Raikou's defiant gaze. "Let's see how long you can keep that spirit intact, shall we~?"

"A-aah… Ahh~" Despite her apparent 'defiance', Raikou was absolutely titillated with her entrapment. She had already been humiliated twice: first with the cold water and second with being forcibly stripped. This next act, which left the Berserker strung up and entirely helpless, had taken Raikou's arousal to the next level, with the warrior practically arching her whole body with need and desire, both of which betrayed her otherwise submissive demeanor. "Mmn… D-do your worst, Mistress~"

Ritsuka's eyes sparkled with dark delight as she took in Raikou's quivering form, every inch of her totally exposed. With a steady breath, Ritsuka lifted the whip, letting it hover. Her fingers tingled with anticipation as she traced a line down Raikou's spine, savoring the way the Berserker shuddered in response.

"Let's see how much you can handle~" Ritsuka said, her tone velvety and sinister.

With a swift, calculated flick, Ritsuka cracked the whip across Raikou's back, the sound reverberating through the room.

Instantly, a harsh scream tore itself from Raikou's throat as her back was engulfed in a searing red pain. While it was laughable that such a whip would even be able to break her outer layer skin, which it hadn't despite the rush she felt, the sudden burst of pleasure the older woman felt was also just as undeniable. Adding onto Raikou's lust was the way Rotsuka grinned down at her in dark satisfaction, the mere sight of which had the Berserker Servant giving out a low moan that couldn't be mistaken for anything other than pleasure.

Ritsuka's grin widened, with the redhead watching on in glee at Raikou's reaction as the echo of the first strike faded. She knew full well that an ordinary whip had no chance of seriously hurting Raikou, much less any normal Servant, but it was less for the pain and more for the utter thrill of it all, which was something they were both feeling in that moment.

Soon enough, Ritsuka brought her whip back up, and she gave Raikou a brief moment before she harshly brought it back down again, this time letting it kiss Raikou's lower back. She alternated her strikes, sometimes going harder, sometimes lighter, letting each crack of the whip land unpredictably, ensuring Raikou could only anticipate what might come next

"AHH~! AHH~! AHHHN~!" With every crack of Ritsuka's whip, Raikou cried out in blissful pain, jerking this way and that as her Master disciplined her. She was glad that the room they were in had been soundproofed, otherwise the whole of Chaldea would have heard their sinful engagement, and that was admittedly a risk they didn't need to risk again.

Again and again, Raikou was assaulted by her mistress's whip, with the busty Servant reflexively jerking her body in whichever direction Ritsuka chose to strike her from. Each movement sent the older woman's tits jiggling uncontrollably in every direction, and she was certain that her lover was enjoying the show. In the same way, Raikou was absolutely enthralled to be part of the performance, and endeavored to satisfy Ritsuka's carnal desires as best she could, screaming viscerally whenever she was struck so as to really sell her performance.

Ritsuka's eyes glinted with dark satisfaction as she watched Raikou's ample breasts bounce and sway with every lash, the voluptuous Servant's gasps and moans only fueling her own excitement. She let her gaze linger on those heaving, tantalizing boobs, feeling a wicked thrill course through her as she reached out, brushing her fingers across Raikou's flushed skin.

"Oh, Raikou~" Ritsuka purred, letting her voice drip with mock pity. "Such lewd, shameless things. You practically flaunt them for me, so eager to be punished~!" She raised her whip, a wicked smile curling her lips. "I suppose they deserve a little discipline of their own, don't you agree?"

Raikou barely had a moment to collect her thoughts before Ritsuka raised her whip again, which immediately had the purple-haired captive's eyes widening in shock. "W-wait a minute, don't—!"

Alas, Raikou's plea came too late. With a mere flick of her wrist, Ritsuka sent the end of her wipe flying towards her lover's massive breasts, striking them true in less than a second. Compared to being hit anywhere else, having her boobs struck so fiercely brought on a level of ecstasy that Raikou hadn't even fathomed was possible outside of a lengthy fingering session, and in a flash, she reared her head back and screamed loud enough to deafen the soundproof room, catching herself and even Ritsuka off guard.

It took but just a moment for Ritsuka to get back into the act, and her gaze darkened with a delighted, almost predatory glint as she took in Raikou's ecstatic reaction to the whip's contact with her sensitive chest. The visceral, uninhibited scream Raikou had released only spurred her on, her lips curling into a smirk as she watched her lover's body quiver and sway, her full, reddened breasts now marked by the whip's playful sting.

"Ah, Raikou~ I didn't realize you'd react so… enthusiastically~" Ritsuka teased, a soft laugh escaping her as she lifted the whip once more. She circled the tip over Raikou's heaving chest, tracing a slow, agonizing line across the plush flesh before giving a quick flick of her wrist, letting the whip crack lightly over her breasts again, just enough to elicit another moan.

With every strike, Ritsuka adjusted the intensity, sometimes landing a sharp lash and other times brushing the whip over Raikou's sensitive peaks, mixing pain with pleasure in a rhythm that kept the voluptuous servant gasping. Raikou's trembling form and the look of pure, unrestrained need on her face were like a melody to her, and Ritsuka savored each moment as she continued the sensual torment.

The pleasure was quickly beginning to overwhelm Raikou's senses, with her hips beginning to buck with need despite not being touched or whipped at all. A veritable waterfall of the Berserker's arousal was leaking down her legs now, dripping plentifully on the floor, and even without any other outside influence Raikou felt as though she might cum from being whipped alone. It certainly wouldn't have been the first time one of Ritsuka's schemes had gotten her to orgasm so quickly.

"AHH~! M-Master! Master!" Raikou didn't even try to mask her overwhelming needs, too lost in her bliss to care about being decent. All she wanted was for Ritsuka to keep whipping her, degrading her, and she was determined to hit that sweet release no matter what. "K-keep going! D-don't stop for—AAAH~!—anything~!"

"Don't tempt me, woman~!" Despite her inner horniness, Ritsuka only smirked smugly as she watched Raikou fully succumb to her desires, her cries and pleads now unfiltered and raw. Without a word, she shifted her grip on the whip, a gleam of anticipation in her eyes as she prepared to strike a new target. She knew exactly how to keep her lover teetering on the edge, how to push her just enough to keep her entranced but still wanting more.

With a precise, powerful flick of her wrist, Ritsuka aimed the whip at Raikou's stomach, letting it snap against her toned, exposed flesh The strike landed perfectly, the sharp sting rippling through Raikou's body with enough force intended to take the wind right out of the MILF.

Ritsuka's blow had Raikou crying out at the top of her lungs, once she recovered her breath, that is. She would hardly get any time to recuperate from the blow to her stomach, as seconds later, Ritsuka began to repeatedly strike at her stomach, knocking the wind out of Raikou as she was overloaded with pain and pleasure. The number of blows she was being subjected to was causing her inner walls to clench tightly. All Raikou needed was one more good blow to her body, and she was finished.

Frustratingly, Ritsuka stopped her strikes, pulling the whip away just as Raikou's breathing grew ragged and desperate, her body trembling in anticipation. A knowing smirk played on Ritsuka's lips as she watched the need etched on Raikou's flushed face, every muscle taut with barely contained desire. She stepped closer, brushing her fingers over the marks left on Raikou's stomach, savoring the way her servant shuddered at the touch.

"Oh, Raikou~" she purred, her voice dripping with teasing sweetness. "You look like you're absolutely dying to cum right now. I wonder… does my little Berserker want me to push her over the edge~?"

"I swear, if you don't make me cum right this instant…" Raikou vaguely threatened, though she was in no position or mindset to make good on any of them. All she wanted was for Ritsuka to make her cum, and she wasn't going to take no for an answer, submissive or not.

Ritsuka sweat a little at that threat, despite the clear gap in power between them, though she pretended to smirk confidently as another one of her Command Seals flashed. "Raikou, spread your legs~ I know just how to finish you off~"

Raikou did as instructed, spreading her legs wide open for Ritsuka to see. She had an inkling as to what the redhead was planning, but it was only when the woman reeled back her hand that the Berserker realized what her Master's aim was. A moment later, Ritsuka flicked her wrist upwards, confirming Raikou's thoughts as her lover's whip struck at her defenseless pussy, which proved to be the straw that broke the camel's back.

"HA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!" The pain and pleasure became too much for Raikou to ignore any longer at that moment. Try as she might to suppress her carnal urges, the busty Servant proceeded to arch her entire body forwards before her arousal suddenly erupted from between her legs. With a mighty cry, Raikou finally came, exploding her juices onto her pelvis and the floor in what had to have been her most powerful climax yet. She certainly didn't hold anything back as her screams of bliss tore across the room, and it was nothing short of a miracle that the woman hadn't accidentally shattered her handcuffs from how hard her body spasmed.

As Raikou's climax subsided, leaving the busty woman gasping and trembling, Ritsuka's wicked grin only deepened. She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her appreciative gaze sweeping over Raikou's dripping, sweat-covered body, taking in every shiver and tremor with a look of triumphant satisfaction at what she did to the defenseless Berserker.

"Oh, look at you, Raikou~" Ritsuka teased, her voice laced with condescending amusement. She brushed a finger along the Servant's quivering thigh, her touch maddeningly gentle as she trailed it through the remnants of Raikou's release. "Aren't you just the perfect little slut? So desperate for punishment… and so very eager to be broken down."

Ritsuka brought her finger up, showing Raikou the evidence of her climax with a mocking smirk. "All that talk of resistance, of strength, and here you are, soaked and shaking like the slut you truly are." She leaned in, her tone low and menacingly sweet, letting her words sink in. "You enjoyed every humiliating second, didn't you? Begging me to make you cum… Don't even try to deny it~"

"I… I…" Raikou could barely make out Ritsuka's words, too drunk off of her own pleasure to truly notice. Her entire body burned with pleasure, the likes of which she had never felt before, even in some of her and the redhead's kinkiest moments. She was certainly glad that she had suggested doing this with Ritsuka, who she fixed with an ecstatic, if somewhat dopey, smile. "That felt… simply divine, Master~"

"That's 'Mistress', my little slut. I won't forgive another slip~" Ritsuka threatened. "Especially not one who cums from being whipped. You truly are depraved, aren't you~?"

Raikou merely chuckled back at Ritsuka, not at all phased by the girl's threat when she knew anything she did would just please her further. "Not as depraved as you are." She retorted, shooting her Master a weak smirk while adding, "Stringing me up as though I were livestock… You truly don't see me as anything more than a toy, don't you~?"

Ritsuka's smirk only grew wider at Raikou's words, the faint blush on her cheeks deepening as she took in the sight of her lover completely bound, exposed, and utterly spent. She leaned in close, her breath warm against Raikou's ear as she whispered, her voice low and dripping with authority.

"That's exactly right, Raikou~" Ritsuka murmured, trailing her fingers teasingly down Raikou's neck. "You're nothing but my toy, to use as I please. And don't think for a second that I'm finished with you yet~!"

Ritsuka's gaze lingered over Raikou's trembling body, noting every flushed curve and trembling muscle. With a small chuckle, she moved her hands down, trailing them across Raikou's waist before pressing her fingers firmly against her inner thighs, keeping them spread apart.

"Oh, my precious little servant, you're going to stay right here until I'm absolutely satisfied," Ritsuka purred, savoring the way Raikou's breath hitched at the touch. "And I intend to wring every bit of pleasure out of this lewd body of yours~!"

At that, Raikou chuckled eagerly. "What are you waiting for, then? I'm ripe for the taking~" She playfully jested, only to then lean closer, getting right up in Ritsuka's personal space as she added, "Or perhaps it could be that you know I'm going to return the favor the moment these handcuffs come off that has you worried, hmm~?"

Ritsuka's smirk never faltered as she met Raikou's teasing gaze, the faintest glint of excitement in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm not worried, Raikou." Ritsuka replied smoothly, letting her fingers trail down to the chain suspending Raikou's hands. Then, with a single flick, she released the woman's restraints, the chain dissipating as Raikou's arms fell free, though she still remained handcuffed.

Before Raikou could fully regain her balance, Ritsuka placed her hand firmly on her shoulder, guiding her down onto the padded floor, her authoritative gaze still locking onto the Berserker's. "Lay down, Raikou." She ordered, her tone leaving no room for disobedience. "On your back, legs spread. I want to savor every inch of you~"

The horny gremlin didn't even need to use another Command Seal to make Raikou comply, with the busty MILF willingly lowering down onto her backside. Ritsuka kept her hands firmly pressed against the Berserker's shoulders during the entire process, and only when Raikou was parallel with the ground did she stand up, staring down at her nude lover with an eager, sadistic grin. Raikou relished in all of this, and could barely keep herself from squirming around in anticipation of her Master's plans to further humiliate her.

Ritsuka's smirk grew wider as she picked up another metal bucket filled with ice-cold water, her gaze gleaming with mischievous delight as she looked down at Raikou's trembling, exposed body. Without a word, she tilted the bucket, letting the freezing water cascade over Raikou's nude body like a waterfall of ice cubes. "Time to clean up~!"

Raikou instinctively raised her arms to shield her naked body, but the cuffs on her wrists prevented the woman from closing the gap between her arms. Not that it mattered much, though, as the chilling waters broke through her defenses easily, leaving the Berserker to be drenched with more freezing water. She sputtered and gasped as Ritsuka poured an overly generous amount of liquid on her face, wincing at the sensation as she writhed around on the floor in discomfort.

When she was done, Ritsuka threw the pot aside, gazing down at the sputtering, shivering mess that her lover was reduced to with a sadistic, satisfied smirk.

"Now then, let's get to the main event~" Ritsuka pressed her heel against Raikou's stomach, watching her squirm as she dragged it downwards. "You came from a whipping. Now, how about something more… direct~?" She said as her heel started to press against Raikou's womanhood.

A sharp gasp escaped Raikou as her gaze followed Ritsuka's foot, followed by a shuddery moan as her Master teasingly rubbed her heel across her folds. She immediately balled her hands up into fists at the sudden stimulation, but at the same time, the busty woman couldn't help but grin eagerly up at Ritsuka, challenging, "Do your worst~"

Ritsuka's expression twisted into a wicked grin as she lifted her heel ever so slightly, holding it in the air above Raikou's sensitive, exposed core. She locked eyes with her lover, savoring the mix of anticipation and defiance in Raikou's gaze.

"You asked for it~" Ritsuka purred before she brought her heel down sharply, pressing firmly onto Raikou's throbbing womanhood. The force wasn't overly harsh, not that it would have mattered regardless, and she grinned as she twisted it as much as she could.

"A-AAAAAAAH~!" Near-instantly, Raikou howled with a mixture of pain and pleasure as Ritsuka ground her foot against her sex. Her hips instinctively lurched upwards as if to garner even more pleasure from the gesture, which in turn had the horny redhead pressing down even harder against the Berserker's cunt to keep her in line. Not that Raikou minded. The euphoria alone made the pain entirely worth it, and it didn't take long at all for her pussy to grow wet all over again, with Raikou's arousal lubricating her folds quite nicely as Ritsuka asserted her dominance once more.

"Oh, look at you, Raikou~" Ritsuka teased, her voice dripping with condescension. "For all your talk, you're nothing more than a needy, obedient little toy, aren't you? Squirming, moaning… all because of my foot. How shameful~"

For an added flourish, Ritsuka twisted her heel, letting it slide back and forth with just enough pressure to keep Raikou wanting, her own arousal mounting at the sight of her lover's writhing form beneath her. Watching the powerful Berserker reduced to such a state only fueled her desire to be as sadistic as she wanted.

"Beg me, Raikou~" Ritsuka commanded softly, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Tell me how much you want this, how much you need your mistress to keep using you like this. Maybe… if I'm convinced… I'll let you cum again~"

"AHH~! Hngh… N-never…!" Raikou refused in faux defiance, only for Ritsuka to drive her heel even harder against her leaking folds, forcing the Berserker to cry out again. It was nothing short of a miracle that her Master hadn't accidentally slipped on her wet cunt, and it was clear that Ritsuka had no intention of letting up whatsoever. In fact, Raikou's refusal to submit only further encouraged the horny redhead to grind her foot harder and harder against the busty woman's crotch, which had Raikou screaming out in pure ecstasy. "I-I… I won't… give in…!"

"Oh, is that right~?" Ritsuka murmured with mock sympathy, her eyes gleaming as she twisted her heel mercilessly, applying even more pressure to Raikou's soaked, sensitive core. She practically stomped on her pussy over and over again, each strike making the defenseless Berserker cry out every single time. "We'll see how long you last, then~"

With that, Ritsuka began grinding her heel in slow, agonizing circles against Raikou's womanhood, her movements precise and unrelenting.

In response, Raikou's body lurched upwards as another ear-piercing cry tore itself from her throat. The pleasure within her core was mounting yet again, much to the older woman's chagrin, and it grew downright unbearable when Ritsuka shifted her heel so that it was grinding against her sensitive clit, which made her blissful agony feel ten times more intense.

"HA-AAAAH~! Hah… M-more…!" Raikou finally relented, her spirit on the cusp of shattering completely under Ritsuka's ministrations. "Punish me more, Mistress~! I want you to use me completely~!"

"Oh, so you finally admit it~?" Ritsuka taunted, her tone thick with satisfaction. With her heel still pressing firmly into Raikou's throbbing clit, Ritsuka began to grind harder, her movements slow and calculated, savoring each tremor and gasp that escaped Raikou's lips. "Such a depraved little slut… But fine, I'll grant you what you want~"

Without waiting for a response, Ritsuka pressed her heel down with renewed force, her gaze locked onto Raikou's as she stomped her pussy over, and over, and over again.

"AHH~! AHH~! AHH~!" Raikou felt her eyes beginning to roll back into her head as Ritsuka all but abused her pussy. Her Master would never be able to leave any lasting damage even if she tired, but the act itself was leaving the Berserker with a feeling of satisfaction that she didn't think she could go without ever again, and it didn't take long before the older woman came yet again, crying out as her juices erupted out of her loins once more.

Not that it stopped Ritsuka one bit. The redhead didn't relent, even as Raikou's climax left her a writhing mess, Ritsuka stomped her down repeatedly, each stomp making her juices splash everywhere as her body spasmed, smirking as the remnants of Raikou's release trickled down her thighs and pooled on the floor.

"Oh, Raikou~" Ritsuka mocked her with fake pity, reveling in her handiwork. "You made such a mess~! I feel inclined to make you clean it all up, my dear~"

Raikou could only gasp as Ritsuka continued torturing her pussy, still twitching from the sheer power of her climax. And yet, despite her mind being caught in a lustful fog, the older woman still found the strength to shoot her Master a slightly smug grin, challenging, "Why don't you… clean it up yourself…? You're the one who… made this mess in the first place~"

Ritsuka responded by grabbing Raikou by her hair, forcing the woman to her knees and making the Berserker wince as she was forced to meet eye to eye with the sadistic woman. "You think you can give me orders? That's cute~"

Ritsuka traced her fingers along Raikou's jaw before tilting her head back. She kept her knee in place, grinding it slowly to draw out each gasp and shiver that left Raikou's lips.

Then, in the next moment, Ritsuka leaned down and roughly kissed Raikou, practically smothering the woman as her tongue forced itself into her mouth. The busty MILF let out a squeal of pleasure, but her shock quickly shifted into compliance as she let her master fiercely kiss her back, bucking against the girl's knee at the same time.

Ritsuka didn't waste a moment, using her mana to summon a shimmering chain, which looped around Raikou's cuffs and lifted her arms high above her head. The Berserker was left dangling the same way as before, just as defenseless as she was before. The redhead's lips never left her lover's as she kept the kiss deep and consuming, her fingers tangling in Raikou's damp violet hair, her tongue exploring and dominating every corner of the woman's mouth. The kiss was fierce, an intense exchange of control that left Raikou breathless and trembling.

As Ritsuka finally pulled away, her breath mingling with Raikou's, she let her lips trail down from Raikou's mouth to her neck, leaving a path of soft, teasing kisses. Her pace slowed as she reached Raikou's chest, and she took her time, lavishing attention on the sensitive skin of her collarbone, planting tender, heated kisses across her flushed skin.

Ritsuka's lips soon made their way down to Raikou's heaving breasts, her hands cupping the plush curves as her mouth found one of Raikou's sensitive nipples. She took it between her lips, her tongue flicking over it slowly, savoring the way Raikou's body responded, each shiver and gasp fuel to her own arousal.

"Such a deliciously sensual body~" Ritsuka murmured against Raikou's skin, her fingers tracing over the marks from their earlier play. "Every part of you… completely mine to enjoy~" She shifted to the other breast, lavishing it with the same devotion, drawing soft moans from Raikou as her mouth worshiped her.

Raikou squirmed and moaned as Ritsuka gleefully played with her huge, heaving breasts, relishing in her lover's touch. Just because the redhead's current gestures of affection were much softer didn't make them feel any less intense. In fact, it was exactly because Ritsuka had spent so much time assaulting the Berserker that her kisses and gropes felt so good, and Raikou was completely helpless to stop her Master-slash-mistress from using her body however she pleased.

Completely aware of this fact, Ritsuka's lips continued their slow descent, leaving a trail of heated kisses along Raikou's toned abdomen. Her hands explored every inch, fingers dancing over Raikou's quivering sides, savoring the soft contours of her body. The Berserker's breathing quickened with each kiss, every touch igniting sparks that surged through her sensitive nerves.

As Ritsuka finally reached Raikou's soaked pussy, she paused, her warm breath ghosting over Raikou's sensitive folds. She glanced up, locking eyes with Raikou, a devilish smirk playing on her lips as she took in the sight of her helpless lover bound and trembling with anticipation. Her fingers traced delicate patterns along Raikou's inner thighs, purposefully avoiding the spot where Raikou needed her most, prolonging the sexual tension.

"Patience, my sweet Raikou~" Ritsuka murmured, her voice a sultry whisper. "I want to savor every second of your submission~"

Despite herself, Raikou whimpered needily as Ritsuka purposefully avoided the area on her body that needed attention the most, Her Master's deliberate avoidance was driving the Berserker crazy, with Raikou attempting to buck her pelvis in an attempt to gain the pleasure she sought. Ritsuka wouldn't allow for that, however. Instead, she merely shifted her fingers away, and every time she did, Raikou gave out another beautiful-sounding moan that only further stroked the girl's ego.

"Hngh… M-Mistress, please… I need it…" Raikou quietly uttered, not even attempting to disguise her intentions at this point. "I need your touch, Mistress…!"

Ritsuka's smirk widened at Raikou's desperate plea, and without further hesitation, she leaned in close, her hot breath hovering over Raikou's wet, throbbing entrance. Raikou's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation as Ritsuka finally gave her what she had been desperately craving.

Slowly, Ritsuka's tongue flicked out, lightly grazing Raikou's swollen clit, drawing a sharp gasp from the bound Berserker. She took her time, savoring every taste, letting her tongue explore Raikou's folds with a tantalizingly slow rhythm that had Raikou shuddering and writhing in her bindings. Her tongue moved with practiced precision, alternating between gentle licks and firmer, more deliberate strokes that sent waves of pleasure radiating through Raikou's body.

As she worked her tongue against Raikou's sensitive spots, Ritsuka's hands found their way back up to Raikou's massive breasts. She cupped each one, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh, kneading and massaging in time with the rhythm of her mouth. Her thumbs brushed over Raikou's hardened nipples, eliciting more moans as she twisted and rolled them between her fingers, adding an extra layer of stimulation.

"Ngh… HYAAAAAH~! Hah… M-Mistress…!" Raikou let loose another piercing shriek of bliss as Ritsuka's tongue eagerly lapped at her sopping wet cunt, which was finally getting the attention it craved. Out of reflex, the Berserker thrusted her hips forwards, pressing her snatch as close to her Master's face as it could reach, practically offering it to the redhead on a silver prattle. All of the stimulation was quickly overwhelming her again, but Raikou held strong, forcing herself to not immediately give in to her rekindled urge to cum despite Ritsuka being a master of cunnilingus.

Ritsuka took full advantage of Raikou's eager thrusts. She pressed her tongue deeper, swirling it around with fervor as her fingers teased and kneaded Raikou's breasts in tandem, heightening the older woman's arousal with each calculated touch. She could feel Raikou's body trembling under her, muscles taut and straining, desperate for release yet somehow managing to hold back just a bit longer, prolonging her own ecstasy.

"Oh, you poor thing." Ritsuka murmured with a wicked grin, pulling back just enough to let her words sink in before diving back in with a fierce, relentless rhythm. She nipped Raikou's clit, flicking her tongue over the sensitive nub in a bid to get her to orgasm. "Come on, Raikou~" She whispered, her voice a husky command. "Let it all out. Cum as much as you want~''

"Ahh… AAAAAAH~! C-CUMMING! CUMMING AGAIN MASTEEEEEER~!" Unable to resist Ritsuka's command, Raikou's pussy once more clenched before erupting in a powerful stream of her juices, splattering across Ritsuka's face. Despite how many times her Master had already made her cum, the Berserker still had plenty of arousal for the redhead to lap up while she dangled helplessly from the ceiling. Each orgasm left the woman feeling increasingly exhausted, but for Ritsuka, her love, she would cum as many times as she commanded.

As Raikou's climax faded, her body quivered from the intense waves of pleasure that coursed through her. She slumped in her bonds, breathing heavily, her mind foggy and her skin flushed. Ritsuka, her face glistening with Raikou's release, took a step back, admiring the sight of her lover—bound, exhausted, and utterly satisfied. A smirk crept onto her lips as she let Raikou catch her breath for just a moment.

"Gods…" Ritsuka said softly, her voice dropping her act for a moment as she took the time to ogle the erotic sight right in front of her. "Am I the luckiest girl in Chaldea or what…?"

It took Raikou a good couple moments to crane her head up towards Ritsuka, with the Berserker briefly overwhelmed by her exhaustion. Then, with a grin, she jested, "I believe… That would be me, Master." A chuckle then escaped the busty MILF as she shakily stood up on the tips of her toes, adding, "Of all the Masters I could have been summoned for… You were the one to summon me. You're… beyond any expectations I could ever have had for you, my love~"

Ritsuka's smirk softened into a warm smile as she reached up, cupping Raikou's flushed face tenderly. For a moment, the playful dominance faded, replaced by genuine affection as she looked into Raikou's eyes.

"Raikou… you have no idea how much you mean to me." Ritsuka whispered, her voice soft and sincere. "Not just as my Servant, but as… well, as you. I could never imagine Chaldea without you, and I mean that."

"As do I, Ritsuka. As do I." Raikou smiled brightly at Ritsuka, watching as the redhead cupped her face with both hands and pulled her in for a deep, sensual kiss, which the Berserker quickly succumbed to.

In that moment of pure love and tenderness, though, Raikou felt a surge of strength pour into her body, which manifested in the busty older woman pulling her arms apart little by little. The conjured handcuffs around her wrists quickly began to strain against the sheer amount of force being applied to them, and before long, the magical material was shattered into dozens of tiny fragments as the Berserker smothered Ritsuka in the tightest hug imaginable, with Raikou surging forth as it happened.

Ritsuka gasped in surprise, her breath stolen not just by Raikou's strength but by the intensity of the hug. Raikou's arms wrapped around her tightly, almost lifting her off the floor as she held her Master close, her massive breasts pressing against Ritsuka's smaller frame. Ritsuka chuckled breathlessly, returning the embrace as best she could, her fingers lightly tracing Raikou's back as they shared in the warmth of each other's presence.

"Raikou… you're so strong~" Ritsuka muttered breathlessly, looking up into Raikou's softened gaze with her usual goofy grin. "I think you might actually break me if you hug me any tighter here~"

At Ritsuka's words, Raikou loosened her grip a bit. Only slightly, though. She had zero intention to let Ritsuka escape her hug, and the busty MILF made that stance very clear as she pressed a hand to the back of Ritsuka's head, smothering the girl even deeper into her cleavage to the point where she could only breathe through her nose.

"I'll do my best not to crush you, Master." Raikou assured, with her gaze quickly shifting into one more… dangerous. Not in the sense that she would actually harm her lover, but more in a way that meant the redhead was in for a very, very long night ahead. "But after everything you've done to me tonight… I think it's only fair that I return the favor, don't you agree~?"

"You got that right~" Ritsuka purred, her grin turning pervy as she happily buried her face in Raikou's sweaty boobs. "You have no idea just how freaking horny I got from doing all of that. I feel like I'm dying here."

Raikou giggled at Ritsuka's claim. Leave it to her to keep being horny even after watching her lover cum multiple times. "That's good to know. Because I don't believe I'm going to let you go until you're screaming my name~" She confessed, briefly catching Ritsuka off guard, even more so when the Berserker suddenly held her Master against one of the walls, pinning the girl there while she gave her a lustful grin and stated, "There's only three ways you're getting out of this room. Either you use another Command Seal, you pass out, or I get thirsty. And considering what you've put me through… I'm going for option B~"

With Raikou holding her pinned against the wall, Ritsuka felt an exhilarating mix of excitement and anticipation flood through her. The Berserker's dominant aura was overwhelming, yet oddly comforting at the same time.

Despite the fact she was playing the dominant role for so long, Ritsuka knew how easily the script truly could be flipped at a moment's notice.

Not that she minded a smoking hot MILF completely sexually dominating her, of course.

"Do your worst~" Ritsuka purred, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Raikou to completely ravish her.

That final slip of the tongue was all the incentive Raikou needed, with the older woman smirking lustfully at her Master as the fire between her legs rekindled once again. "As you wish, my cute little slut~"

In the next moment, Ritsuka's lips were swallowed up by the Berserker's own, with Raikou kissing her lover fiercer than she ever had before while her hands grabbed a meaty handful of her chest and squeezed.

Hard.

It didn't take long before the room descended into a chorus of screams and moans, and those would be the only sounds that could be heard within the chamber for quite some time.