Fate/Adult: NTR Grail War!

"A SWINGING FULL NYA-LSON!" the eager play-by-play commentator yelled, "What a move, but can it make her tap?!"

"It'll make her die if she doesn't..." Archer answered solemnly, "The pressure on the back of the neck can snap the spine."

"ME-WOW! That sounds like it'd hurt! She better submit before Kuku has to figure out if that counts as an automatic bye on the next round!"

Archer didn't answer, he just watched Saber as she was twisted and shaken by the mighty man. Tears were forming in her eyes now, from the agony and the humiliation of defeat, but the King of Knights had never backed down from a fight, nor had she submitted, even for her own good.

He didn't know how, but he was sure she wouldn't break. Staring at her, though, from her teary-eyed face, to her flailing legs, to her bruise-mottled abs, it seemed like this fight would be over almost before it began...

And then, those bruise-mottled abs contracted, and she brought her legs high into the air, her whole body swinging now, making the hold look that much more brutal.

"What a BEAST!" Jaguar Warrior yelled, "He's showing her no mercy. I hope he can keep that energy up after the match!"

"I think you're underestimating her."

"Her whole body's flailing! I don't have to be a cat to know when someone's just batting a new toy ar-OH MY SELF!" She interrupted herself, and Archer gave a small smirk as the blond woman brought her own legs down at the perfect point.

Her thighs nestled around his cock, and the berserker's mouth hung open in shock and pleasure. Saber's legs closed tighter on that shaft, her thighs pushing in on the sides of his massive cock.

It stiffened out farther, until she looked like a young blonde witch riding the world's most erotic broomstick. What little sanity the berserker had left was dedicated almost entirely to his efforts to keep control of her.

It was no easy feat, though... A soft pair of thighs would feel good to fuck, but the prominent muscles on Saber's body meant that this wasn't just soft and pleasant, but he got to feel an unusual wired texture.

Even Archer couldn't help getting aroused as he saw the veins and muscles in her legs stand out, as she repeatedly flexed and pulsed on his shaft.

As he struggled, she looked back, and saw the exertion on his face. Her brow furrowed, she cocked her hips forward just a bit, and then forced herself down.

Her dripping cunny swallowed his massive cock whole, taking him all the way to the hilt, her hands slipped his grasp and her feet touched the ground.

The look of shock on the massive man's face once she took his foot-long shaft all the way in her was glorious to behold.

It wasn't only his height that was of shocking size, it seemed, the lock of bliss and shock on his face was a clear sign of a man who'd never been fully engulfed before... And was struggling to deal with a new sensation pressed flat to his balls.

"BY KUKU'S RING-WORN MASK COLLECTION!" The cat-woman commentator exclaimed, "What a reversal! She just slipped down and turned that full-nelson into a heavy-duty intercrural attack... And then she took it even further! She has him locked up with her pussy now, and that cat wants milk!"

"She's powerful, but Heracles is no ordinary berserker," Archer added, "He's got more focus than he looks, it won't be easy for her to work him off."

"Trust me Archer, when a kittycat's thirsty for milk, no man can deny her~"

"I'd like to think that, but I just can't be sure. "

"Wanna find meow-t?"

He didn't even dignify her comment with a response, and let the action in the ring speak for itself. And it was certainly speaking loud, as Saber began to back up.

It wasn't easy to control such a massive man, but most vehicles will maneuver smooth enough if you get a good grip on the joystick, and right now she had one good enough to fly a fighter jet wrapped aroud his throbbing shaft.

"You're smart for a Berserker," Artoria commented, pressing her back to his chest as she pinned him in to the ropes, letting him feel the power in her body, "It'll be an honor to coat myself in your submission."

"GRAAHHHHHH!" Berserkers were not famous for their eloquence, but it would have been hard for any man to be eloquent with a crushingly tight pussy like Artoria's pulsing along his shaft.

Even the fans several rows back could see the individual striations on the muscles of her abs push out as she clenched herself tight around his cock.