The Chaldean Paradise Project - Gudda's Harem of Slave Girls

"Mmm~ this is really delicious. Master should have brought back more. Oh, I should ask him where he found them, and then I'll pick some more myself." Atalanta, still savoring the taste, got up from the bedside, intending to find Gudao to inquire about the origin of the apple. Just then, a wave of intense drowsiness washed over her. "Huh?? Wh... what's happening... why do I suddenly feel... so sleepy..." She clutched her forehead, her eyes blinking, her body swaying as if drunk. "No... I can't... I'm really so sleepy..." Her body went limp onto the bed, her eyes slowly closed, and she lost consciousness. Half an hour later, Gudao, having had a good time with his Master, arrived outside her room. He gently knocked on the door and softly called out to the room's occupant: "Atalanta, Atalanta!?" The beauty inside was already unconscious and unable to respond. Gudao, however, let out a sigh of relief. He pulled a key from his pocket, unlocked Atalanta's room, and entered, gently closing the door behind him. Upon entering, Gudao's gaze immediately locked onto Atalanta, asleep on the bed. He tiptoed over with a large travel suitcase to the beauty's bedside. He glanced at the apple on the floor, only its core remaining, and a smug smile spread across his lips. He leaned down and softly called out near the golden cat ears atop her head, "Tanya, wake up~" "Mnn~" The sleeping beauty let out a soft moan, and the pair of cute cat ears on her head twitched slightly. Gudao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't resist reaching out to touch the lovely cat ears he had long wanted to feel. "So soft, they feel just like a cat's ears~" Finally getting his wish, Gudao couldn't help but let out a perverted chuckle. He lovingly stroked Atalanta's cat ears, softly saying to the unconscious beauty, "You greedy little cat, you ate a whole apple. No wonder you're sleeping like a little pig." "Mmm~~ so itchy~~" Atalanta's sleepy murmur startled Gudao. He immediately withdrew his hands from her ears, but the beauty at least turned over, now lying on her side facing away from him, still showing no signs of waking. "Phew~ You scared me." Gudao let out a long sigh of relief, then his gaze was drawn to the fluffy tail behind the beauty. The golden feline tail swayed gently, its snow-white tip at the end of the tail making him itch with desire. His eyes followed the swaying tail, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently grasp its tip. "Eek!" The unconscious cat-girl's brows furrowed slightly, and a faint whimper escaped her red lips. Gudao looked in surprise at the tail in his hand, which had suddenly bristled. "This is too amusing~ You say you're not a cat, Tanya-chan~" Gudao stroked Atalanta's tail, watching her squirm on the bed, and couldn't help but laugh. After playing with Tanya's tail for a while, he turned the beauty's curled-up body back onto her back. Then, he took a metal collar from his pocket. He gently touched the collar to Tanya's snow-white, slender neck, and the collar automatically opened, adhering to her neck, closing seamlessly. Gudao placed his hand on the collar around Atalanta's neck and infused it with magic. The mysterious runes etched on the collar slowly lit up, and in an instant, Tanya's magic was under his control. "Phew, all done!" With the collar activated, Gudao finally relaxed. His eyes eagerly scanned the cat-girl lying on the bed. This valiant huntress, with the collar on, had become exceptionally alluring. "Cats really do need collars!" Gudao couldn't help but touch Atalanta's cat ears again. The wonderful sensation made him feel somewhat addicted, but he didn't indulge too much. After all, the immediate priority was to transfer this sleeping cat-girl to his secret space. He opened the travel suitcase he had brought and took out red ropes from inside. He tightly brought together Tanya's legs, which were encased in knee-high boots, and tied her ankles with the red ropes. He then pressed her calves tightly against her thighs, folding her legs towards her chest. He wrapped the red ropes around her calves, binding her legs and waist together with several tight, sturdy loops of red rope. After binding Atalanta's legs, he removed the steel claw gauntlets from the huntress's hands. Then, he lifted her slender, jade-like arms and reached towards her legs, which were folded against her torso. Her delicate wrists met at the base of her thighs, secured together by a knot woven from the red ropes. "And this too~" Gudao took out a golden gag specially prepared for her from the suitcase. He pried open Atalanta's lips and inserted the gag, forcefully securing the strap behind her head. The thick gag stretched her delicate mouth open, the holes on the gag fitting perfectly over her four sharp canine teeth. "Alright, now it's time to take you to my secret base, Tanya-chan~" Gudao placed the cat-girl, curled up and bound into a ball, into the suitcase, zipped it up, and opened the room door. After looking left and right to confirm no one was around, he carried the suitcase out of the room. "On his way back to his room, he encountered some Chaldea staff and a few Servants. When they curiously asked what was in his suitcase, he replied with a smile, 'Just some materials I brought back from the Singular Point mission!'"

Gudao crouched down and firmly pinched her smooth, delicate cheeks. A faint whimper escaped the beauty's mouth, which was stuffed with a gag. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she struggled against the red ropes binding her, but her eyes showed no sign of opening. "She's still not waking up even after all this fuss~" Gudao stroked Atalanta's emerald green bangs, surprised by the potency of the apple's effects. "But this is good, it saves me a lot of effort~ Hehe~" Gudao's lustful gaze swept over Atalanta's delicate body, then shifted to the "cat bed" prepared for her in the secret chamber before this mission. This so-called cat bed was actually a chair made entirely of metal, but its design was peculiar. The cross-shaped backrest was adorned with open black leather restraints, and the short base split in half in the middle. On the left and right sides of the front of the base, three steel arm structures connected to the ground, with restraints made of some kind of beast hide at the tips. "Sleeping in a box is so uncomfortable, you should sit on the chair~" Gudao chuckled, untying the red ropes on Atalanta. Then, he reached out, cupping her legs and back, and lifted her out of the box. He carried her like this towards the metal chair. Gudao grabbed the base of Atalanta's tail, and after letting the tip of her tail slide down through the gap in the base, he placed the beauty's perky buttocks on the chair. The base was short, leaving most of her buttocks suspended in the air. Next, he placed his hands on Atalanta's shoulders and gently pushed, causing the sleeping beauty to lean back lightly against the backrest. He walked behind the chair, lifted her two soft, limp hands, and stretched her slender, fair, lotus-like arms straight out to the sides, pressing them firmly against the metal frame extending from the backrest. The sturdy restraints on the frame instantly tightened, securely locking the beauty's wrists, forearms, elbows, and upper arms to the metal frame. With her arms secured, Gudao placed his hand on Atalanta's head and pulled backward, lifting her lowered head so that the back of her skull pressed tightly against the not-cold metal backrest. "Click! Click!" Two more light sounds, and two solid restraints, one large and one small, fastened around her neck and waist. After securing Atalanta's upper body to the chair, Gudao focused on her beautiful legs, encased in thigh-high boots. He folded her legs apart to the sides, just like her arms, arranging them in an M-shape. He then used the beast-hide restraints on the support to tightly lock her ankles, the bends of her calves, and the roots of her thighs. "Done!!" Gudao clapped his hands, his eyes burning with desire as he admired the cat-girl, restrained on the metal chair in a rather humiliating and erotic pose. "Now it's time to wake up Sleeping Beauty!" He took out a syringe from his pocket, broke off the needle, and inserted the nozzle into the hole in the middle of the gag, injecting the magic potion from the syringe into her mouth, into her body. After the potion was injected, Gudao casually tossed the syringe aside and approached the beauty. He stroked her cute cat ears, his eyes appraising Atalanta's beautiful, serene face as she slept. A slight smile curved his lips, and he eagerly anticipated her expression when she woke up. He didn't have to wait long. A minute later, "Mmm..." A faint whimper escaped her red lips, blocked by the gag. Her tightly closed eyes opened a sliver. She blinked gently, her long eyelashes fluttering like fans. "Waking up?" Gudao glanced at Atalanta's blinking eyes. A wicked grin spread across his face. He released her cat ears and tiptoed behind the restraint chair, resting his elbow on the backrest, his face full of anticipation. Ten seconds later, those hazy emerald eyes slowly opened. The Sleeping Beauty finally woke up. She blinked, finding her vision blurry. Her delicate eyebrows suddenly furrowed. The lingering effects of the potion made her feel dizzy. "Ugh... my head is so dizzy..." Atalanta moaned inwardly. She tried to reach up and rub her head, but her hands felt as if they were held by something, unable to lift. "My... my hands..." she wondered, blinking hard to clear her vision slightly. Her hazy eyes looked down at her own hands. "What!! What is this!?" Upon seeing her hands spread open to the sides and locked by black restraints to a metal frame, her pupils contracted. Her previously drowsy consciousness instantly sharpened in shock. Her beautiful eyes darted around frantically. She discovered she was sitting on a cold metal ring chair. Her neck and waist were tightly held against the backrest by thick metal rings. Her arms were raised parallel and firmly secured. Even her legs were spread to the sides of her body, fixed in a most shameful position by the supports. She was utterly astonished. Her memory was still of tasting the apple in the room. She couldn't understand why she was in a completely unfamiliar place, restrained on this metal chair. Her delicate brows furrowed deeply. The posture of being bound to the chair made her feel extremely ashamed and uncomfortable. Her fair, beautiful face turned icy. The huntress, wanting to break free from her restraints, exerted all her strength. But to the beauty's surprise, the restraints she thought she could easily break free from remained tightly locked to her body. Atalanta's expression changed. While she wasn't a Servant known for her strength, she shouldn't have been so completely ineffective. "What material are these things made of..." Atalanta murmured inwardly, incredibly surprised by the toughness of the leather that bound her body. However, she wasn't overly worried. Since physical strength wouldn't work, she would use magic. Green magical energy gathered on her arms, but just as she was about to unleash her magic to break the restraints, the collar around her neck flashed, suppressing and sealing all the magic within her.

Guda swallowed hard, his eyes burning with admiration as he strode towards the restraint chair. "Wow~ it looks like you had a wonderful night, Tama-nyan~" he sighed, gazing at the cat-girl bound to the metal seat. The sound reached Atalanta's ears. The huntress, left to be tormented all night, struggled to lift her head. Her beautiful face was pale and colorless, her tear-filled eyes dull and lifeless, her lips cracked and dry from dehydration. She blinked hazily, and the handsome face before her slowly came into focus. Her expression instantly became one of intense agitation. "Mmmph... mmmph... mmmph..." Saliva continuously dripped from the gaps of the gag stuffed into her mouth. Atalanta desperately tried to say something to Guda, but the ball gag only allowed hoarse whimpers to escape. "Good morning, Tama-nyan~" Guda greeted with a smile, earning a more urgent whimper from the beauty. He looked into Tama's angry eyes, a broad smile on his face as he placed his palm on her head, stroking her like a cat. "Mmmph... mmmph..." The beauty struggled, trying to break free. "Still so energetic, huh? As expected of Tama-nyan. Look at all the wetness down there, did you have a lot of fun last night~?" Guda whispered into the cat-girl's ear. As soon as he spoke, Atalanta's body visibly trembled, her eyes revealing clear fear and terror. Her delicate body instinctively quivered. Guda took in her every reaction, his wicked Master's lips curling upwards. His hands had already quietly moved to caress the beauty's breasts. The elastic globes changed shape in his hands. The stimulation and pleasure from her breasts were undoubtedly adding insult to injury for the cat-girl who had been left in a state of prolonged arousal all night. Amidst the beauty's pleasant moans, Guda suddenly asked, "Have you thought about it? Do you want to be my pet cat obediently?" "Mmmph! (You wish!!)" Atalanta glared at Guda, desperately suppressing the urge to let out a humiliating moan. Guda looked into Atalanta's eyes. These emerald eyes, though brimming with tears, remained unyielding, making him realize that the single round of training last night was far from enough to make this beautiful, proud cat-girl submit. "Sigh, I knew it wouldn't be that easy." Guda sighed as if in resignation, then squeezed Atalanta's breasts forcefully. Only after hearing an involuntary cry of pain did he move his hands away from the pair of snow-white, perky breasts with satisfaction. He stared at Atalanta's exquisite and heroic face, an infinite desire for conquest rising within him. He thought, "This is more like it, Tama-nyan~ I have so many new ideas I want to try~" "!!!" Atalanta's expression froze. Guda's unrestrained gaze seemed to hide endless wickedness and desire, filling her with intense fear and unease, chilling her body and soul. "Atalanta, are you scared?" Guda lifted Atalanta's chin, his tone full of amusement. "How could I be scared of someone like you!" Atalanta raged inwardly, but her eyes instinctively avoided Guda's gaze. Having received his answer, Guda patted Tama's cheek. He walked over to his display cabinet and slowly began to select. Several rods of varying shapes and sizes, a bouncing ball, a gag, an anal plug, a syringe... one by one, lewd toys were taken out of boxes and cabinets and placed onto a three-tiered rolling cart. Once the top, middle, and bottom shelves of the cart were filled, Guda pushed it back to Atalanta's side. "Tama, what do you think of my treasures? I made them all myself!" Guda said, his palm caressing the toys on the cart, winking at Atalanta. "What are these things!?" Atalanta, bound to the metal chair, stared at the instruments in utter shock. Her eyes twitched nervously. The bizarre and strange shapes of each item sent shivers down her spine, especially the thick, monstrous rod-shaped objects that inexplicably filled her with dread. "Alright, let's begin today's pet training game, Tama-nyan." Guda moved his right hand, and the restraints holding Atalanta's legs shifted with his gesture. Amidst the beauty's panicked whimpers, her legs, locked together, were forcibly brought closer to her upper body. Her legs, which had been spread in an M-shape, were now repositioned at a different angle. Her perky buttocks lifted slightly from the seat, making her entire lower body like a cushion, her wet pussy and anus more exposed. "This pose is also very lewd and sexy, haha." Guda touched her smooth, delicate thigh and chuckled. "Mmmph... mmmph... mmmph!!!" Humiliating and shameful "curses" came from the beauty's gagged mouth. This pose, even more unbearable and shameful than before, was unacceptable to her. She struggled, but with her magic sealed and having been tormented all night, she was utterly powerless. "Your stockings are completely soaked~" After a night of being left to be trained, the black and white thigh-high stockings on Atalanta's legs were soaked through, clinging to her skin. "This must be uncomfortable, let me change them for you." Guda snapped his fingers. The soaked thigh-high stockings on the beauty's legs dissolved into spirit particles, and then a brand new pair of black, crotchless pantyhose re-enveloped her slender legs. "Doesn't that feel much better now?" Guda caressed Atalanta's long, black-stockinged legs with adoration. Under the light, the glossy black silk reflected a seductive sheen. With the addition of these shiny, pantyhose-style black stockings, Atalanta's long legs became even more sensual, and the crotchless design left her vulva and clit exposed, making for a very lewd and alluring sight. "Tama, it's a crime against nature for you not to wear stockings on these legs. I've decided, from now on, you must wear stockings every day!" "Bastard!! Scum!! Animal!!!" Atalanta cursed inwardly, her face flushed with shame and anger at the stockings that exposed her crotch. She glared at the man who was disrespecting her legs, watching as he placed a hand on her lower body, and then felt a sharp sting on her vulva. "Mmmph!!" The beauty's eyebrows furrowed, and she cried out in pain. She looked at Guda's hand with grief and anger. His fingertips were holding a strand of golden-brown pubic hair. "Tama, just how much slutty fluid did you leak last night? How did even this place get completely soaked?" Guda gently blew on the pubic hair on his fingertip, blowing the strand he had forcibly pulled from the beauty's nether regions onto her waist. He lowered his head to admire Atalanta's lower body after being left all night. The once neatly groomed golden-brown bush had become a mess, thoroughly soaked in slutty fluid.

Gudao's explanation reached Scathach's ears. The beauty's pupils contracted, her lips twitched, and her eyes trembled as she looked down at her own body. The numbers appearing on her skin instantly flushed her pretty face crimson. She looked up abruptly, glaring at Gudao, and said in shame and anger, "How... how can there be such a despicable, shameless, vulgar, and bottomless magic!!!" "I'm also very surprised, Master. How can there be such a wonderful magic!!" Unlike the Master's shame and anger, Gudao praised the panel, which could be called magic, with excitement. "Turn it off!! I don't want to see it!!" The Master regretted even more helping this guy perform the ritual. "I refuse!" Gudao grinned and shook his head. He tightened his arms, pulling her deeper into his embrace, and continued to whisper in her ear, "Why don't we test if the data on this panel is accurate~" As he spoke, his hands quietly slid to her back. With a thought, he let out a low cry, "Project!" A black leather arm cuff materialized out of thin air in his palm, exuding a cold texture. "No! You must be plotting something wicked again!! Let's do as we agreed first..." Scathach struggled alertly, trying to break free from his embrace. However, Gudao was faster. He suddenly pressed down on her slender, jade-like arms, his grip firm yet gentle, twisting them behind her back. Then, with lightning speed, he used the arm cuff to lock her arms near her elbows. "!!! You... When did you!?" Scathach twisted her head to look behind her, her wide red eyes fixed on the leather restraints binding her. She clearly remembered that when he was holding her just now, his hands were empty, and there was no way he could have hidden anything in the pair of shorts he was wearing. "You want to ask where this arm cuff came from, right? Hehe, this is my second ability~" Gudao spread his palms, his lips curving upwards, and he softly chanted, "Project." In Scathach's astonished gaze, a pink mushroom-headed dildo materialized out of thin air. Its shape and size were so familiar that it almost made her want to die of shame and anger. "This is... Projection magic!?" Scathach murmured, a flicker of disbelief and astonishment in her eyes. "Correct! I found out I can directly project some of the items from that book!" Gudao proudly dangled the dildo in his hand, his eyes full of interest. "This makes things so much more convenient! Hehe!" He quickly projected two more leather restraints, locking her elbows and wrists. "Come on, Master! Let's properly research the new abilities I gained with your help, shall we?" Gudao's voice was laced with a hint of teasing. He bent down, one hand sliding to the crook of Scathach's legs, the other embracing her back. With a strong lift, he picked her up entirely. Her slender body felt as light as nothing in his arms, her faint warmth seeping through her clothes, stimulating his senses. He hurriedly carried her towards the bed in the room, anticipation burning in his eyes like a flame. "Hey, wait!" Scathach glared at her unscrupulous master. Her arms, bound behind her by the leather cuffs, struggled, making the chains connecting the leather tubes jingle. However, these three seemingly fragile chains were incredibly tough. Even with all her strength, she couldn't break free even a little. "How can I not get it off!! This flimsy thing!!" The Master exclaimed in surprise. "Hehe, Master, don't waste your energy." Gudao grinned, his tone full of pride. "These cuffs are like the ropes that bound you before. As long as you are still a Heroic Spirit, you won't be able to break free." He lowered his head and gazed at Scathach in his arms. Her supple body swayed slightly in his arms as she struggled, her curves alluring, exuding a captivating fragrance. Every resistance from her seemed to provoke his desire, making the joy in his heart swell even more. "Why do you only come up with such vulgar things!!!" Scathach's lips twitched. She looked at Gudao's excited face and knew that tonight she would likely be tormented and disciplined by this little scoundrel again. Yet, inexplicably, her struggles lessened. Gudao keenly sensed the change in the beauty in his arms. Her originally tense body seemed to soften slightly, losing its desperate resistance. "Could it be?" His eyebrows rose, and the hand around her upper body quietly reached for her full, round breasts and gave them a firm squeeze. "Mmmph~~~" Accompanied by the beauty's soft moan, the soft flesh in his embrace completely softened and stopped struggling. The pink number next to the nipple he had grabbed rose from 80 to 86. Gudao's eyes lit up. He quickly walked to the bedside and gently placed the Master in his arms onto the bed. He leaned down, placing his hands on either side of the beauty's neck, and tucked away the messy strands of hair by her temples. Scathach looked at Gudao's gentle movements, pouted, shot him a glare, and whispered, "You little liar, you little pervert. What research? You just want to torment me again~" "But I just want to torment you, Master. I can't help but want to discipline you severely. Who told you you already agreed to be my slave!" He caressed the beauty's smooth, delicate face like fine jade, his gaze filled with adoration and possessiveness. His words and his gaze made Scathach's heart skip a beat. A strange emotion intertwined in her chest. "This guy... why does he always make my heart so chaotic..." She bit her lower lip, but her red eyes unconsciously softened, as if a hidden flame had been ignited by his touch. "Hmph!" The Master tried to mask her inner turmoil with a cold snort. She said coldly, "Your kinks are truly vile and vulgar..." After speaking, she glared fiercely at Gudao. But in Gudao's eyes, those shimmering, watery eyes held no deterrent power at all. Instead, they looked like a coy, reluctant pout. Gudao's eyebrows rose, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. He flicked his wrist, and a brand new purple gag ball appeared in his palm, its faint glow swirling in the air. He deliberately lowered his voice, imitating her cold tone, "Still daring to speak rudely to your Master? From now on, I deprive you, Master, of your right to speak!" His expression was feigned solemnity, his tone as cold as ice, but his eyes couldn't hide his affection for her. "Open your mouth!" He pressed the round, full purple crystal ball to her lips, his command crisp and forceful. Scathach glanced sideways at the ball, thinking to herself, "How does this gag get more outrageous each time..." She glared at Gudao, biting her lower lip tightly, her mouth sealed shut. Her eyes revealed a hint of grievance and stubbornness. Gudao tried a few times. The cool, large ball rubbed against her lips, but he couldn't get it in. He raised his eyebrows and looked up at Scathach's face. The beauty's eyebrows were now raised, her eyes full of defiance, like a stubbornly unyielding queen being violated. Yet, her cheeks were so rosy, and her glaring eyes, besides grievance and stubbornness, held an undeniable hint of lust and shyness. "This look is practically an invitation for me to do something even more excessive to you, Master~" Gudao chuckled inwardly. He absolutely adored Scathach's shy, reluctant-to-yield demeanor when he was about to discipline her. "Ahem!!" He coughed twice, suppressing the smile at the corner of his lips. Then, with a cold expression, he placed the gag ball between her tightly closed red lips again and said cruelly, "You disobedient slave! Open your mouth for your Master!" Scathach's fair jade face flushed even redder upon hearing him call her a slave again and refer to himself as her Master. Her eyes trembled slightly, the shyness and helplessness in them deepening. Yet, she still did not open her lips, continuing to play the role of the unyielding queen to the end. Seeing that Scathach was still "resisting," Gudao let out a "cold laugh." With his other hand, his fingers skillfully slid to a ruby-red bud on her chest and gave it a gentle twist. Caught off guard by the surprise attack on her nipple, Scathach felt a clear pleasure surge through her. She instinctively parted her crimson lips and let out a soft, seductive moan: "Ugh~~~" And the moment her moan escaped, Gudao, with quick hands, shoved the large black crystal ball into her mouth.