Cornelia had made a major tactical error in setting her trap. Namely, she had exposed her knowledge and mastery of this hypnotic technique in the process of setting it up. Therefore Lelouch could safely assume that all their defenses would be designed to pick out anyone capable of using it themselves and perform a hard, hard counter. Or a soft one, depending on gender. Getting by this security would be difficult. Not impossible, but difficult. And if Cornelia was smart, she wouldn't even go to the park personally. She would simply wait for someone to try something and then have them picked off by people that she had selectively made immune to the effect. After that... Well, who could say?
Lelouch had no intention of finding out.
Getting around the security was functionally impossible almost no matter what trick he tried to pull off. So he wouldn't. He would force Cornelia to come to him instead.
His phone rang. Kallen's number. He answered it while his massive dick thrust eagerly into Shirley's all too welcoming pussy. She mewled appreciatively and begged for more while he answered the phone.
"It's all set up," Kallen said. "I still can't believe what you've pulled off here."
Lelouch chuckled. "I know. Even I am surprised. The broadcast should be starting soon. Let's enjoy the show, and then wait for Milly's interruption."
The two of them were in the back of a van that Lelouch had managed to grab, a few streets away from the waterpark entrance. Not too close or they would have been investigated. But Lelouch was the kind of person that liked to put himself into the thick of things. If he wasn't at least in as much risk as anyone involved in the operation, what sort of leader would he be?
The program started with a series of clips. Big-breasted, bikini-clad Britannian babes. Some splashing each other playfully in a shallow pool, then to a shot of one rubbing suntan lotion on another's bare back, then to a wet t-shirt contest, and then finally to a triumphant pose being struck by Cornelia, Suzaku and several starstruck men.
Including Suzaku.
"Lelou, why did you stop?" Shirley whimpered. "Is it Cornelia? Euphemia? Both of them? Don't tell me you'd rather bang royalty... I couldn't compete with that no matter how hot I became!"
"It's nothing like that," Lelouch said, resuming his coupling with the extremely enthusiastic and athletic girl. "I just saw someone I knew with them... And besides, I'd rather spend my time with you than them any day."
"Oh, Lelou! That's so romantic! Fuck me! Show me how much you love to fuck me! It's so good! I'll never get enough of your cock, even if I'm reborn into a new life!"
But Lelouch had tuned her out to consider this new wrinkle. Suzaku was in there too? It didn't change anything, but... At the very least he could be sure Suzaku was alive. After Shinjuku he wasn't even sure -
<i>Forget about him. Focus on the plan. Bring Cornelia under your spell, and all will follow...</i>
Yes. That was correct. He had to focus on the plan. He had to bring Cornelia to heel. Only then could he discover the truth about what happened eight years ago. Only then could he make headway into discovering more about this power and who else in the family had access to it, and then begin his revenge against the entirety of the Britannian Empire!
And also play out his pseudo-incestuous sexual fantasies, but that would have to wait until after.
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All was going swimmingly. So much so that she had even indulged in a pun. Cornelia never usually bothered with such things. She struck a pose, thrust out her boobs and let the cameras fall in love. All across the Area, even people that couldn't come in person would see her cleavage and find themselves just a little more aroused by the idea of falling under her spell.
Speaking of being under her spell, over there in the corner Euphemia was getting a little private time with her new favourite pet Eleven. The irony was that they were standing directly beneath a 'no petting' sign in such a way that Euphemia's hair was covering up the first word. Cornelia much preferred a nice strapping Britannian boy (or girl), but even she had to admit that young man was a real hunk. Congratulations, Euphemia. You've landed yourself gold from a sea of lead.
"Pardon me," Cornelia said, waving goodbye to the camera team, and making sure her boobs jiggled to maximum effect while she spoke. "As much as I would love to stay all day letting you take pictures, I do have an event to run. I'll be back later, boys."
"Yes, your highness," the cameramen said with a wistful sigh. Cornelia strode off, making sure to give her hips as much sway as possible, but did so in a completely regal way. Like she wanted them to know she wanted them to stare, and that they would damn well do it whether they intended to or not. Her butt and her legs didn't hold the power of her tits, but they were certainly fit enough to merit attention as well.
"Status report," she whispered to Guilford, who had quickly fallen into line beside her.
"We have five of the terrorists so far," Guilford said. "They came just as you expected they would. Even though they appear to despise our glorious Empire -"
"They couldn't resist my spectacular melons?" she interrupted, giving her hair a nice toss in the process. "I'm almost disappointed at how easy this is proving. Where are they keeping Clovis?"
"They don't know where he is."
Cornelia stopped mid-stride. That was... surprising. "None of them knew?" she repeated, just to make sure.
"We subjected them to the video you prepared," Guilford said. "The one where you and your sister rub honey all over each other's chests and then lick it off. Then repeat the process with chocolate, but that time -"
"Yes, I know what the video contains," Cornelia said, wincing. She turned back. It seemed her sister was rather preoccupied trying to snap Kururugi out of an accidental induction. "And try not to mention that aloud. My sister would rather I not use that for this kind of purpose, even if it would return our brother safe and sound. She is a little delicate like that."
"Of course," Guilford wistfully replied. Oh, dear. Just thinking about the contents of the video were making him rather randy. Actually, it was getting to her a little as well. Posing like that was making her crave a nice, hard cock. "Th-The point is, they all expressed ignorance about Clovis' disappearance. It was as much a surprise to them as anyone else. They don't know anything about it; nothing at all, in fact."
"There must have been some useful information," Cornelia hissed.
"Apparently the Sutherlands they were given had been granted to them by an unknown party," Guilford adjusted his glasses, his equivalent of a shrug. "That is all they knew. And they all said the same thing... But differently enough that it did not seem to be an induction altering their memories."
Damn and blast! Well, the day was young. They had five so far, but more might appear by the end of the day. Besides. This much exposure to barely covered hypnotic titflesh would have a cumulative effect on the productivity and cooperation of the Area. At least, that was her theory...
Guilford's communicator suddenly went off, and after a moment she was quickly handed it by a deeply disturbed and surprised Guilford. That wasn't good. It took a lot to shake him out of that when there was booty ready to be tapped. Especially when it was hers. "What is it?" she demanded.
"Your highness," General Darlton replied. "The signal has been hijacked. At the broadcasting station. They have interrupted our programming and are sending out their own signal."
Two minutes later and she was storming into the main security room ready to raise hell and demand answers - some of which she got immediately, when she caught sight of what had interrupted their broadcast.
Namely: Clovis in a chair, with a masked, big-titted woman behind him holding a gun to his head, while Clovis enjoyed a lapdance from a large-breasted, tanned woman with silver hair.
Well. If nothing else they had driven the kidnapper out into the open. The question was, what would she do now?
- Meanwhile, Lelouch is setting up a trap to ensnare Cornelia.
- Actually, his target is Euphemia.
- Alternatively, Euphemia and Suzaku try to enjoy the event.
- The interrupted transmission is the attack. The intention is to hypnotise Cornelia or her staff using all three of their assets at once.
- A third party makes a move that throws everything into chaos.
- Something else
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