Lelouch Lamperouge was extremely popular with the girls at Ashford Academy. Though he was rather slender and poor at athletics, he was charming handsome intelligent and very obviously diligent in taking care of his blind and crippled little sister. Put in those terms, it's very easy to see why over 90% of the girls at Ashford wanted to get him into bed, while half of the remaining 5% was strictly lesbian with no male interests... But 75% of those lesbians admitted they would go for him if they were straight.
Enough statistics, you're here for porn and not a maths lesson. The point of the above is that, well, Lelouch had never really wanted to go after any of those girls <i>because</i> he wanted to spend that time with Nunnally instead. He was a total siscon, but with zero (haha) perverted intentions behind it. Of course, his lack of interest lended him a mystique that made the girls want him even harder.
Enter Shirley Fenette. The swimmer who was also a member of the student council. She was always nagging at him to focus more on his studies and put a better effort in, when in truth he could easily pass every (non physical) exam the school threw at him already. He slept through half his classes and still got the best score. She wanted him to stop gambling against nobility, but he wasn't doing it for fun or profit... well, not entirely. He was doing his best to ensure that the Ashfords didn't have to pay for everything for both him and Nunnally. The fact that he was humiliating nobles in the process - why, that was an added perk rather than a downside.
Despite her nagging they still got on quite well. She was a diligent worker in the council, who always completed her tasks with time to spare. Of late, for reasons that Lelouch had completely misunderstood at the time, Milly paired them up for almost every task that required exactly two people. He'd thought that she had requested this to supervise him, make sure that he didn't slack off.
Then he found out that the council president - to use terminology he'd heard from Rivalz - shipped him and Shirley. And, in a sense, so did Shirley herself. While Lelouch was clever and manipulative and keenly aware of his own thinking process, the one area he'd always been lacking in was the affairs of the heart. When C.C. had asked him if he returned her affections his answer was entirely and completely honest:
I don't know.
"Stop squirming, mister playboy," Shirley said while stroking his dick. Lelouch ignored that instruction and squirmed anyway. "You must be used to this by now, with all the girls that are always after you."
"I... am not a playboy!" Lelouch insisted. Blast his traitorous body! How was she so good at this?! Well, it was not as if he had any basis for comparison but it did feel... amazing. He had to admit that much to himself.
“Oh really? Do you really think anyone believes you? Any random virgin would have long since exploded at all the stimulation you have to deal with.” Shirley bent forward, making sure that he got a good look at her cleavage in the process. “And see you, barely flushing at all! That is proof of your experience!”
Any random virgin didn't have his level of restraint and willpower.
"I don't have time for flirting, much less a relationship," Lelouch protested. "Ah! Esp-especially since I have to take care of Nunnally!"
Lelouch suddenly felt a hand brushing his cheek. Behind him? When did someone get there? He turned as much as he could, and found Sayoko standing there in an extremely revealing maid outfit. It looked like something the Fantasy Seduction Club would have designed.
"Any partner worth your time would be all too glad to help you take care of her," Sayoko said, quite deliberately leaning down so that Lelouch's eyeline couldn't help but fall upon her nearly bare breasts. "Besides which, you've trusted me to take care of her from time to time." The maid's arms wrapped around his head, and pulled him in so that his cheek was rubbing up against titflesh. Warm, soft titflesh... exactly like that which was squeezing his shaft!
Darn, how did that saying go, a tiger at the front door and a wolf at the back? This was certainly the case right now, because no matter on what he concentrated, he was going to be in a very special kind of danger!
"She'll have to become independent sooner or later," Shirley said. "Do you really think she'll like it, having you take care of her for the rest of your lives? Heh. What if she decides that she wants a boyfriend? Will you hang around her then?"
Nunnally...? With a boyfriend? The thought had genuinely never crossed his mind. She was getting to that age where she'd probably start to consider dating, but... It simply didn't fit! And the stimulation right now was a little too much for him anyway, he didn't want to think about such matters while receiving both a titjob and marshmallow hell at the same time!
"And now your punishment begins in earnest."
What? Suddenly both Sayoko and Shirley removed themselves from him. This... was not what he had anticipated. He had expected the two Millyfied victims to force him to ejaculate, but instead they had left him fully erect while the two of them strutted off with their backs turned. Sayoko retrieving a feather duster and leaning over the table to clean it. Meanwhile, Shirley had bent over to retrieve something from a bag and -
And Lelouch suddenly realised that he was staring right at their butts. He looked away quickly, but now he was starting to understand precisely what Shirley meant by 'punishment'. This was like feeding someone a small taste of a delicious meal that set up their appetite - but then taking away all the food. Hiding it behind a glass partition with holes in it so the food could still be smelled.
In spite of his iron will Lelouch's body was making certain protestations. In particular, his freshly awakened libido was roaring like a dragon, the lizard part of his brain justifying to itself that Shirley and Sayoko were both extremely suitable mates for one such as he: If the offspring inherited his brains and their physical acumen, it would be a potent son or daughter indeed.
It was a cruel torture method, not unlike the legend of Tantalus. Always having the best and most filling of food and the clearest of water in front of him, yet never being able to even touch it. Even Lelouch couldn’t help but worry, because even his iron will would have trouble keeping hold in this sort of situation. After all, even the hardest steel becomes brittle if it you strike it long and hard enough.
"This is for your own good," Shirley said. Oh, how many wicked things through history had <i>that</i> justification hanging over its head. She produced a bottle of what seemed to be suntan lotion. Oh no. What a horribly dangerous weapon, especially in light of that string bikini and that body! She upended it into her hands and went right for the most dangerous place imaginable: The very same breasts that had been pleasuring him not too long ago. "You need to learn not to be so... Difficult when it comes to a girl's affections."
"We don't mind you being hard, though!" Sayoko laughed. The maid shimmied around the table, shaking her ass in time with the feather duster.
Gah! They were going for a manner of sensory overload! Though Lelouch hated to admit it, they both knew exactly what they were doing when it came to teasing. Worse yet, while rubbing that lotion on herself Shirley had begun to perform what Lelouch could only call an erotic dance. Rubbing her hands underneath the barely there material covering her breasts while gyrating her hips in a manner that couldn't be mistaken for anything but lewd.
"Mmm... Your resistance to our sex appeal speaks volumes," Shirley continued. She rubbed more of the lotion onto her hands and smoothed them down and around her waist and hips, rolling her shoulders and using her upper arms to press her lotion soaked barely covered breasts together. "You must be super experienced. Could that be where you're sneaking out to at night? Is that why you're so tired during class? All night orgies... Yes, I would say you seem the type."
"Don't be ridiculous," Lelouch protested. Though he could plainly see her next question: Where is he going to at night if not an orgy? Of course he could hardly tell her that he was mounting a revolution, that he was in fact Zero the leader of the Black Knights. Which meant he needed another lie! "I've been taking long walks at night to try and help myself sleep."
"With criminals and troublemakers out and about at night? You walk out there all alone?" Sayoko gasped. "Naughty!" she declared, raising the hand that wasn't holding the feather duster and spanking herself hard enough on the butt that Lelouch was pretty sure he'd felt it a little. "Naughty maid! I should be going with you to keep you out of trouble!"
"Don't kick yourself Sayoko," Shirley said. The girl was now leaning back on the table, lifting her leg high in the air while rubbing it down with lotion. Her other leg reached out, and she caught Lelouch's dick with her toes. Nng! He forced himself to look away, but that only made her squeeze tighter! "And don't look away. You should accept your punishment like a good boy."
Accept his punishment...? Since when was he the kind of person to simply sit there and take it! Time for him to use the most keen weapon in his arsenal. No, not his Geass. These two already had been subjected to it.
Of course, he meant his ability to smoothly lie.
"Alright, you've convinced me!" Lelouch yelled. "Shirley, please! I cannot bear this any longer! Please let me from this seat so that we may show each other the depths of our passion!"
A little obvious, but it was also the best approach available. Play upon Milly and Shirley's desire for them to become a romantic coupling, and then move from there.
"Easy tiger," Shirley said. "I'm not the kind of girl to put out on the first date."
"But you are the kind of girl who ties up the boy she likes and then gives him both a titjob and then erotically teases him once he's good and hard! Apparently!" Sayoko laughed.
"Hah! That's true, that's true!" Shirley flicked back her hair and leaned over him just barely out of reach. "You wanna fuck, you gotta say it like that," Shirley said. "Say that you wanna fuck."
"I want to fuck you," Lelouch said. "So let me out of this chair." What he'd do next - well, he'd think of that when he was free. Dealing with the two of them would be difficult at best. He'd have to at least play along for a little while longer, as they'd be extremely cautious of the possibility he might run away.
"Good boy," Shirley patted him on the head. Some lotion got into his hair. "But you're gonna have to wait a little longer sweetie. I'm not all lotioned up yet. Sayoko, be a dear?"
"With pleasure."
To Lelouch's utter dismay Sayoko took the bottle and upended it over her heaving bosom. Lelouch pointedly looked away, but then felt something strike his balls. It seemed as though his punishment was only just beginning, for Shirley was perpendicular to him, leaning with her hands on the table with her butt thrust out. Sayoko was kneeling behind the other girl hefting up her lotion drenched breasts.
"I'll start with your legs," the maid said, wrapping Shirley's ankles in her cleavage. "And then I'll work my way up. And then down. And then if I feel like it back up again."
In spite himself Lelouch let out a bit of a strangled whimper. This... This was a torture hitherto unimagined by the worst and most depraved sadists the world had yet seen. What sort of sick twisted depths did Milly's mind take this pair?!
- Punishment continues.
- C.C. to the rescue!
- Someone else comes into the room to help 'punish' Lelouch.
- Meanwhile, back with the other council members...
- Something else
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