There were a few contradictions inherent to the situation in which Lelouch now found himself. On the one hand, many boys would kill to be in a situation like this. Three beautiful, naked, soaking wet girls eager to do his every bidding at the drop of a hat. On the other hand, he had absolutely no intention of taking advantage of it for those reasons - though he had to admit the offerings presented to him were very sorely tempting - and to compound matters that much worse was the presence of Rivalz who, for whatever reason, had not gone under the effects of the technique even remotely.
"Come on guys, stop playing around!" Rivalz said, shaking Milly's shoulder. "This isn't funny! Snap out of it!"
Bringing him under was inevitable if he intended to proceed, but alas that was the entire point behind this setup. He needed to test the limitations of the techniques to take proper and full advantage of them. One technique had not worked remotely. Another may not, in which case he would certainly get suspicious... What if they only worked on women? That was a concerning thought to say the least. Nothing female seemed capable of perceiving the book on any level, presumably a defensive mechanism of some sort, which when combined with some of the things indicated in the book itself led to the likely conclusion that the techniques were broadly intended to brainwash women.
A mere assumption, but the possibility existed. Lelouch could not risk letting Rivalz disrupt anything, or figure out what was going on. And so, he had no other recourse.
"Lelouch, I think they really are hypnotised!" Rivalz whimpered, stumbling away from the three girls in shock. "Wha- What did you do to them?"
"Bravo, miss president!" Lelouch began to applaud. "Your performance has thoroughly convinced Rivalz! I wonder how long you forced those two to pretend, to accomplish such an effortless simultaneous pretense!"
"No way Lelouch! I'm not buying it! What's going on here?"
"Oh, alright. You caught me! I'm performing an experiment," Lelouch said, activating his geass and making sure all three were in his line of sight. This would provide an interesting little experiment, to see if geass could overturn the techniques or vice versa. "While we are within this spa you shall help me conduct the experiment in any way possible then forget all about it when you leave!"
"Why didn't you say so?" Rivalz smiled. "What sort of experiment is this?"
"The other day I found a book that described some very odd techniques," Lelouch began. Yes, if he would forget when he left, then there was no reason not to tell him. The owner had already been informed to make sure the student council had their privacy while in the area. Nobody would be able to hear any of this, and he'd be able to get a few of the techniques understood as effectively as possible. Sure, he'd wasted a geass on the student council, but if he was indeed going to test out the limitations of the book some sacrifices had to be made. Besides which, he couldn't imagine needing to use it on them at any point in the near future...
"My goodness mister Ohgi, you are far too tense for your own good!" Harling said, signalling for another grape as he did so. "My facilities are all quite free for use by any member of the Black Knights. The staff are all quite discrete, and Zero had a word with each of them before leaving to ensure they would not betray my intentions."
"He is a very persuasive man," Ohgi acknowledged, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Or at least he tried to. The damned thing had been designed to be the most comfortable seat no matter the position, adjusting itself to accommodate weight distribution to ensure whoever happened to be sitting upon it was as comfortable as comfortable could be. Nothing else for it. He stood up and began to pace. "But it's amazing, isn't it? He took over this spa so quickly, and here you are following his orders without question! I can't imagine what sort of hold he has over you."
"If he did not tell you, mister Ohgi, then he must not want you to know," Harling chuckled. "He must have his reasons."
"That's the problem. He hides his face and pulls off miracle after miracle. I believe he's capable of doing anything he claims, and yet -"
"And yet you can't help but feel he has his own agenda!" Harling swirled some wine in his mouth and cracked his mouth into a smile that would surely give Ohgi nightmares for months. "So do we all. Consider this. How important is Zero to your operations?"
"Vital. Without him, we wouldn't even exist."
"Exactly. By hiding his identity, he prevents any captured member from revealing information that would ultimately prove disastrous to the overall group. You can give him the names of every other member, but Zero would still be able to accommodate for even that and the organisation as a whole lives on."
"I figured out at least that much," Ohgi rolled his eyes. "But why not tell us what hold he has over you?"
Harling drummed his fingers against the table to his side with one hand and twirled his moustache in the other. "An interesting question," he said after a minute or so. "My answer may give away the hold entirely without me even realising it. For that reason I shall not answer."
"Is it blackmail?" Ohgi asked, a little annoyed that particular route had failed. "Has he found out some deep dark secret of your past?"
"Assuming he had, then he would have informed at least one other member of the Black Knights. Or perhaps someone outside of the organisation. As a precautionary measure in case I betrayed him. That is how I operated when I still had to blackmail a few nobles." Harling chuckled. "Though the information in question is all quite worthless these days, I fear. Either it was uncovered via alternative routes, or those involved have died. Have you considered the possibility that I might be doing this out of the goodness of my heart?"
Ohgi gave him a look, shook his head and started to laugh. "Alright, don't tell me. I'll find out some other way."
"That's the spirit! Never give up the quest, but don't be afraid to find alternative routes if the present one is not working!"
Quest. The man had used the word quest no less than three times in the last ten minutes. One thing was definitely becoming apparent to Ohgi from this conversation: Harling was an Arthurian mythos nut. It became rather obvious in hindsight - his eating table was round with a great big hole in the middle, into which waiters, dancers, musicians or whatever would arrive on a lift built into the floor. He called it "a design that Arthur himself would have certainly used, had the technology been present at the time."
The spa was divided into four key areas. Camelot, The Lake, The Arena and The Court . The first, Camelot was where they were now. An area specially meant for Harling, his closest friends and now the Black Knights. An area that radiated comfort from every square inch, where it was down to an exact science. Merely standing in this room could make a person's stress melt away into nothing. Few were permitted entry, and of those that weren't not many even knew it existed. How Zero had managed to breach it was a mystery Ohgi doubted he'd ever solve.
The Lake was the more common bathhouse area, with the only requirement for entry being an invitation or enough money to buy entry. Anyone could get in, theoretically. Though for some reason the security feeds to this particular area seemed to be malfunctioning today.
"There is only the student council of some school there today," Harling had said, shrugging it off. "It will be repaired soon enough, and if anything has been found to be stolen or broken... well, we will have a very tight list of suspects indeed! At which point they will be made to... talk."
Ohgi hoped those kids didn't do anything inappropriate for their visit today. For their sakes, he really hoped that they didn't. If Harling had comfort down to a science, that invariably meant he had to have <i>discomfort</i> down flat as well.
The Arena was a gym. Sort of. It was actually an ongoing competition within the spa itself. The physical limitations of each visitor to the arena were tested and recorded on a daily basis. Whichever visitor scored the highest, ran the fastest, lifted the most weights, demonstrated the utmost peak physical ability would be permitted a special once only pass to the final area, for use at their leisure. A gym that promoted competition amongst those that visited it. A truly frightening concept!
Then there was The Court. Restricted to use by nobility and nobility alone. No security cameras were present, which had meant it was necessary to pay it a visit directly. Harling had found it highly amusing. "The first time an Eleven visited the room with a stitch of clothing on his back!"
It soon became apparent exactly why that was, as Harling's assistant explained while touring the area. Nobility often vie for control over the assets of another, meaning that information gleaned from this place could be put to extremely damaging use against them thanks to their loose lips. The whole reason the Black Knights were even here, it must be said. The area was swept for bugs on an hourly basis. No security cameras were allowed, and all the employees were naked as the day they were born to ensure not a one of them could conceal a bug upon their person. This was all designed to make blackmail impossible.
"And if you're worried about the women employed to work in this area... don't be. We have a special area where any such lustful desires will be drawn out of any noble long before they'd even come within arm's reach."
This entire operation was adding up to make Ohgi very frightfully uncomfortable with what he was involved in. His instincts were screaming at him to shut this place down. And yet, Zero apparently had plans for this building, this disgusting pampering place for those that delighted in the suffering of others. Gritting his teeth, he realised that even if this building was destroyed all that would happen would be their departure to another place until this one was rebuilt. No. As loathe as he was to do this, he had to prepare his friends and allies to work here. To eavesdrop upon the nobles despite their best efforts to avoid such leaks. And when it was all said and done, once the nobles were ready they'd be hoisted by their own petards and beaten like pinatas. They didn't deserve a whole lot better than that.
Alright. Let's take stock of the situation. He'd geassed Rivalz into helping him with his experiments and forgetting about them when they left the spa. From there the two of them would start working on a few of the techniques, with Rivalz deliberately trying to ignore the effect whenever possible. All in an attempt to discover the inherent limitations of the various techniques.
Five minutes had passed. Rivalz was now fucking Milly silly. Or perhaps the other way around was closer? Her legs had wrapped rather tightly around the boy's waist, and she appeared to be doing most of the work. Appeared to. Lelouch's perception of the ongoing tryst was rather blocked, what with Shirley's attempts to tackle him to the ground and Nina's attempts to do the same to Shirley. The hungry looks in their eyes were rather... concerning. And enticing. But mostly concerning. Okay, maybe mostly enticing. It was a bit hard to tell at the moment, given the lack of control Lelouch had over the situation.
How the hell had it come to this?
Well, the answer to that one was rather obvious at least. Rivalz was an idiot. Not just that. The most dangerous breed of idiot: A horny one. He had been geassed into helping with the experiment in any way he could, and then...
Rivalz had said “So, they really are hypnotised? I guess the experiment is to see the limitations of what they’ll do, right?”
To which Lelouch had responded “Yes, among other things...”
“Okay!” Rivalz said, and before Lelouch even had the chance to stop the fool, he continued with “In which case! Nina, make out with Shirley. Shirley, screw some fun into Lelouch. Milly, have sex with me.”
As one the three girls had nodded their heads and set about their tasks. Rivalz was most fortunate to be outside arm’s reach right about then.
“Shirley, I command you to stop!” he’d declared. No dice. She moved towards him like a predator on the hunt. “I said! Shirley! Stop what you are doing!”
“No dice! Not until I have you dick inside me!”
So if nothing else he had learned that those under the power of this technique would obey a command regardless of later commands. That could be dangerous, and could easily turn against him in the wrong circumstance. Still. With a little planning he could turn it into an advantage. No time to plan, however, as Shirley made another lunge for him.
“Stand still for a moment Lelouch!” Shirley’s eyes sparkled in a way he’d never seen before. Her normal shyness. “It’ll make you feel so good! You know you want it!”
Actually, yes. Now that she mentioned it. Yes he rather did. Lelouch had never given Shirley’s body much attention before, never appraised her rather stunning beauty. He was not the sort to ogle women like some thoughtless brute driven only by base impulses, so any appreciation he had for Shirley’s physical attributes were filed away as “unimportant” and given no further consideration. But now?
Now he could see that she was rather attractive. Gorgeous, even. Even filled with lust as it was at this moment she still possessed a rather innocent face. And a very fit body. She worked hard on the swim team and it showed. Dear me but did it ever!
“Your great big cock knows what it wants,” Shirley said, licking her lips and preparing herself for another bound to fail pounce. “Let me have it!”
The pounce didn’t even begin, as it was interrupted by the third player in this little dance. Nina slipped in from out of nowhere, seizing Shirley from behind with a giggly “Gotcha!”
“Let go of me Nina!” Shirley yelled. “I need his cock! I have to have his - Huh?”
Nina was whispering something into Shirley’s ears. That was... worrying. If he’d learned anything from Milly about women, it was to beware when one of them was whispering conspiratorially into the ears of another. Especially when they were both looking directly at you and giggling.
“Ooh, you are such a sweet talker!” Shirley cooed, turning around to embrace Nina. “Forget about Lelouch’s giant, filling cock. I’ll play with you instead!”
… Problem solved? Indeed, it seemed as though Shirley was content to remain embraced with Nina, with the two naked girls stroking one another’s soaking wet - and again, naked - bodies, groping each other playfully, kissing...
Oh. Of course. Such an obvious stratagem. First play hard to get, then start with some other girl to draw in attention. The honest truth was, after discovering that Shirley had a crush on him Lelouch had considered perhaps using her as cover. Of a sort. Set things up so that she was completely convinced they were on a date when in truth he was out somewhere else as Zero doing god knows what. Easily done with the aide of cocknosis. And hey, maybe he’d even try to take a little of the edge off that this enlarged monster was causing him? It had been influencing his thoughts of late, and dammit if this wasn’t working.
Much as it had earlier when it had been Milly instead of Nina, the sight of two naked girls making out was having a definite effect upon his now painfully swollen member. Lelouch was the kind of person that even analysed his own thought processes, and right now he was critically aware that his libido was seizing rapid control over his body. Images of C.C. flashed across his mind. He remembered her masturbating in front of him. Teasing him. Damn near begging to be taken there and then. Over the last few days his member had given him twitches of sensation, as if begging him to take a girl, any girl. That begging had become pleading and was now a command.
Thus, Lelouch stepped forward gripped Shirley’s hips and pressed forwards - Only to find that he was far too large to enter. Not. Fucking. Funny.
“Roomy cunt!” he whispered into her ear, knowing that even he would not be capable of truly rational thought so long as this thing continued to pester him so. This would ensure that he would be able to enter her, and he would have to concern himself with the fallout later on!
Well. He was certainly right. There was nothing stopping him from putting it in now. Not quite for the expected reasons, but... he’d take what he could get quite frankly. Instead of Shirley adjusting to accommodate him, for whatever reason the enlarged dick had shrunk back to its normal size.
Wait. Had the book not stated that transformations were maintained by sexual activity? The very thing he’d been avoiding doing... So this was the cost for not succumbing to the perverted requirements placed by whoever had invented these techniques. So be it. If his hypothesis was correct, then all it would take to regain control over the situation was to do what his balls were aching for.
Lelouch walked forward, making up the distance his cock no longer needed. His hands on Shirely's hips shifted back to grasp the firm flesh of her rear. His actions exposed her puckered asshole and for some illicit reason the sight excited him. With a shift of his pelvis, he drew his hard – achingly hard – dick across one cheek to slide into her cleft, its tip brushing her back entrance as it fell to the apex of the snug little lips peeking out from between her athletic thighs down below. Shirley was frozen through all this, her hands pushing up off the bath's ledge as her head twisted around as if to see what he was doing behind her. A process made more difficult by Nina's lithe form pressing into her breasts as she attempted to draw Shirley attention back for more kissing.
But she was to be disappointed as Shirley suddenly spun around to embrace Lelouch, her large wet breasts compressed into his slender chest as her lips enthusiastically captured his. His tongue lethargically responded to hers as it invaded his mouth, his arousal seeming to multiply roughly by the amount of Shirley's soft flesh pressed against him. Her momentum carried him back till he found himself seated upon the ledge that ran under the water along the bath's sides. He felt her mons press against his erection and he felt an unreasoning urge that could not be denied.
As his hands slid underneath Shirley's thighs to lift her up, she retreated from his mouth, gasping with her passion as she stared into his face wide eyed. She couldn't take the connection between them long for her face darted down and her hot, soft lips and tongue began to toy with his throat and collarbone almost hesitantly. Thankful for the water's ability to lessen her weight, he held her up with one arm and a propped up thigh as his other hand grasped his member. He guided it to her slit and after only a few moments of fumbling failure in which he had to make use of his vaunted self control to contain the sudden panic, he found himself suddenly buried to the hilt in Shirley's tight channel. He moaned lightly unable to resist at the heat and pressure around his tool. Shirley was once again frozen, her eyes wide and unblinking, her expression one of both happiness and shock.
Lelouch couldn't maintain his inaction for long as long dormant instincts pushed and prodded, demanded. With both hands underneath her ass he lifted as his hips gyrated unevenly. Shirley's response was to moan and shudder as she buried her face in his neck, “Oh Lulu...ah!” Lelouch wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back even as he beat down the urge to pound into the incredible furnace of sopping silk that squeezed his cock. He sat beneath her taut, sculpted buns, holding her against him as her strong legs wrapped around his waist snugly. Shirley panted softly into his ear, pulling back a bit to look him in the face, one of her eyes closed in response to the sensations racking her body, “I...I love-”
However she'd been about to finish that statement was lost as Nina suddenly pushed between them to grab Shirley's head and pull her into a surprise make out session. One of the dark haired girl's hands was enthusiastically fondling Shirley's tits and as Lelouch watched that, he found his eyes drawn to Nina's cunt as it rose above the water and was spread open for him by the way she had one leg propped up on the underwater ledge. Unable to resist the horny impulse, he reached out to fondle Nina's mons and perhaps slip a finger inside. Her reaction was delayed but quite unfavorable as she pulled back from Shirley's mouth with an expression of shock and horror.
Even clouded with lust and distracted by the pleasure of being inside Shirley, Lelouch's mind rose to the challenge with only the slightest hesitation, “It's for the experiment!” he cried and her reaction was immediate: to relax with an embarrassed look upon her face as if to apologize for reacting so inappropriately to his perfectly acceptable fingering of her cunt. Which he was doing now, with no small sense of excitement and heady pleasure at the thought, a little thrill at the power he had over her shot through him. His index finger pulsed and explored within Nina's extremely tight and gripping channel at a pace to match the one set by his hips driving his cock into Shirley's similarly accepting passage.
His climax came quickly and without warning.
Lelouch shuddered as he came, and Shirley’s lips broke free from Nina’s to squeal in pleasure. The sound was like music to his ears, but for now his breath was ragged and his entire body felt a level of exhaustion he’d never before known.
“I’d call that experiment a raging success!” Rivalz said.
“I quite agree!” Milly said, nodding enthusiastically. Nina clasped the side of her head and blushed, while Shirley looked at just about any point in the room but directly at Lelouch. “This wonderful little experiment of yours... I couldn’t have dreamed we’d have such fun today!”
Oh, that wasn’t good at all. They were all free of the trance, and his dick was back to normal. Not good. Not good at all!
“Um...” Nina whimpered, squirming slightly in place. “If - If we’re going to help with this experiment... Could you please tell us what it is?”
“You... Want to help my experiment?”
All four of them nodded enthusiastically. Oh, wonderful. The geass had worked, even under trance. Well! Since they’d all forget when they left anyway, there was no point in not telling them everything...
“It all began when I found this strange book...”
- Skip ahead to when they leave the spa.
- What sort of experiments did Lelouch actually have in mind?
- Meanwhile, C.C. decides to investigate her transformation.
- Members of the Black Knights begin to work at the spa.
- Something else
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