Ten more times Gerard took her to the very limit, only to fail her at the last possible moment.
Rin was beginning to go mad. She just wanted it to stop. She just wanted him to finish.
She just wanted to cum!
"As you wish," he grunted into her ear. Had.. had she spoken it out loud?
"Ooooh!"
Everything went white. His load burst into her, sending ripples of pleasure echoing into her womb. Each and every orgasm she had been denied until that moment crashed into her repeatedly, effectively blanking out her mind.
The satisfaction of release at that point overwhelmed every other feeling. Things such as right and wrong, guilt and shame, required higher thought process for which she didn't possess the capacity as of that moment.
She was only able to register what her body felt, beyond all misconceptions and without any dishonesty.
She was holding someone – it doesn't matter who! -, clinging to his body. Her legs, wrapped around his waist pulled him into her – deeper !- as much as their body could afford. His cock – hard! hot! strong! – buried to the hilt into her and his seed scorched into her womb.
As far as her body went, there was nothing wrong with any of that and her mind, blank like a canvas, was unable to fend off or rationalize those inputs, forced to accept them for what they were. Those emotions were burned into her at a deeper level like an unforgettable experience.
He slid out of her limp body and deposited her on the bed, her still convulsing, and proceeded to clean himself up.
She wouldn't stay like that, of course. She'd go back to normal in a matter of minutes, but that wasn't a problem to Gerard. He only had to keep training her body like that until it reacted in anticipation, regardless of her feelings. It would be so very amusing watching Rin craving for something she hated with her mind but loved with her body.
He wouldn't underestimate her, though. That it had required a whole month to bring her to what amounted to the starting point was a testament to how strong willed she actually was. The remaining eleven months were not going to cut it; not with only two sessions a week.
He needed to corner her into asking for more time under him without revealing himself. He would have to pull a few string and ask for a few favors, but he was confident he could make it.
Smiling to myself he began plotting his next few moves.
-xXx-
Rin stumbled home later that evening, all cleaned up outside, but feeling incredibly soiled inside. Her body was still shaking and her mind still a bit fuzzy.
That hadn't gone well at all.
Admittedly, she had been more than a little naïve. She went to Gerard a month earlier believing that she knew what she was getting into and she had focused her worries on the Contract and on Gerard's Magecraft, rather than on Gerard's skills as a lover.
She thought that a self-absorbed person like him couldn't actually know anything about how to please a woman. She was certain that he would have only scratched off an itch with her, that the only thing she 'd have to worry about from him would be his Magecraft.
She cursed herself for taking things for granted. All the more so now, almost an hour after she had left his Workshop, as her traitorous body still tingled pleasantly from the orgasmic shockwave he unleashed upon her.
'I'm so despicable,' she thought. She wanted to hate a lot of things, Gerard above all, but she really couldn't. Rin wasn't very honest about herself, even with herself, but if guilt was something so easily warded off it wouldn't be so troubling.
Gerard, while merciless during the act was nothing short than courteous and accommodating in any other circumstances and never really pushed to the point of saying no, even though she had forfeited the ability of refusing him anything.
Now she wished he had belittled and humiliated her, so that she could direct her anger at him, but instead he treated her like an esteemed colleague, perhaps even as a friend, while driving her to madness under the sheets.
He was still an asshole, sure, but not one she could truly hate; not in the same way she currently hated herself.
"Rin, are you alright?" Saber asked, seeing her at the door looking tired and disheveled. Her concern was like a knife into Rin's heart. She mustered a smile, though she didn't pretend to be fine.
"I'm just tired Saber. It's been a very hard day."
The Servant stepped closer. "Your face is flushed," she observed, "and you are sweating. Rin you…"
Rin's heart fell into her stomach.
"… must have a fever. Come lay down on the bed."
"Ah! Yes!" she promptly answered, relief flooding through her. For a moment she believe Saber had figured it out.
"I'll prepare some white rice for you. Just change into your pajama and lay down."
She obeyed immediately, slipping out of her clothes for the second time that day.
It wasn't good. Even though she had taken a long cold shower already her body was still burning from Gerard's touch. It was so ridiculous that it was almost crazy. He brought her to one of the most satisfying orgasms of her life, rivaled only by those he gave her before that, and her body wasn't yet sated. If anything it was like her body was asking for more, as it showed form the revealing patch of wetness between her legs.
'Is this all I amount to?'
Pushing her grim thoughts aside, she changed her underwear as well and slipped under the protection of the bed covers, wishing it all away with all the willpower that only a Magus could muster.
It didn't leave, but at lease she was able to put it in the back of her mind.
Saber gentleness in taking care of her alleged fever that evening somehow managed to make Rin smile genuinely again.
Yes, it was difficult in a way she hadn't expected and it was probably going to get worse, but she would make it. Only eleven more months and this would be all beyond her. Her love for Saber and Shirou, as well as her pride, would see her through.
Some people just won't learn their lessons the first time around.