Cornelia sat in her chair with her back to the door, eyes closed in quiet contemplation. From what she had seen so far, the lone boy of the trio was the least athletically talented, but the most tactically astute. That made him both the most dangerous, and the easiest to deal with. He seemed to have the philosophy that a leader must lead, how else can they be followed? Well, this was true - yet a leader must be adept at all the things necessary to lead, including physical acumen. Holding only strategic might and charisma would take you far. It would not take you to the top.
The door behind her opened. The trio had arrived at her control station. They had willingly become flies dancing along the strands of the spider's web.
"Congratulations," Cornelia said, sarcastically applauding. "I genuinely and truly did not believe for a moment that you would make it here. Your ingenuity and resolve are commendable. Your decision to oppose Britannia, less so."
"Give up already," said the more hot blooded of the redheads. "There's no way you can beat all three of us."
"Yeah!" said the spunkier one. "Our tits, and his cock will leave you writhing on the floor before you know what hit you!"
"Not quite how I would express it, but this would be checkmate Cornelia," the boy said. "Outside, our forces are taking over your waterpark. Before long you too will be left on your knees, and we can begin to revamp and improve the operations of Area Eleven... before I expand my interests further afield, pushing back the Empire and making the world a truly better place."
"How idealistic," Cornelia said, snorting back a laugh. "You intend to use this power to improve Britannia? Its very existence proves our theories - superior genitals induce obedience, making it clear what hierarchy people hold. No two people were created equal. I think it is time that you learned that."
She tapped a button, and the monitors lining the walls lit up. Cornelia herself had her eyes closed, but she knew full well what was on them. An array of looping videos, each with a specific theme. There were too many of them to list them all, but here's a sampling of her personal top five.
Cornelia standing under a shower, letting the water rush down her body. Her chest is turned to the camera, consuming the view with its perfection. Anyone gazing upon this image would surely envy every drop of water for being so intimate with her tits.
Cornelia wearing a skintight leotard, doing jumping jacks while the camera lingered on her chest.
Cornelia dripping honey all over her tits, making a dreadful mess. This one had to be done quite carefully - her tits had to be almost completely covered already, so that the video would loop without anyone noticing it.
Euphemia, leaning forward and showing off an impossibly deep cleavage, that anyone could easily get lost in. Now, this was a little unfair to little Euphie, as she had no idea how this was going to be used. Though it did dovetail into her favourite, by far.
That being, Cornelia and Euphemia, bare chested and smooshing them together, engaged in a sloppy tongue filled makeout.
Yes, indeed. A collage of Cornelia and Euphemia's sexy, mind melting tits were put on full display. It didn't matter where they looked. Their minds would be melted the second they saw such an overwhelming orgy of raw sexuality presented for their unprepared eyeballs. There was a good chance they entered the room blind just in case of an ambush - but Cornelia had prepared for that as well.
And all she had to do was leave her chair. Sit in the corner and wait for them to try to attack her where they thought she was sitting. The sounds of her moving would be covered by the erotic sounds coming from the monitors, and to make absolutely certain -
<i>"You fools have walked into my ambush with wide open eyes!"</i> Cornelia's prerecorded voice came from the chair in the middle of the room. <i>"Now, fall under my power. Fall under the heel of the Empire at your own weak will!"</i>
It was the perfect trap. The door behind them was already locked. Their use of tit and cocknosis to progress through the complex must have made them hornier than a horde of rampaging bulls. All they'd need at this point was a little push. If they didn't watch the monitors, then they'd fall for Cornelia's next ploy, as she moved stealthily around the room ready to ambush them at a moment's notice.
But how would she know where they were? Simple. Her pre recorded messages would activate every time they moved to a new part of the room. Her own words would tell her exactly where they were at all times! Or, at the very least, would tell her where they'd last moved to. That fact alone would tell her all that she needed to find them blind. This was how she won. Set the terms of the battlefield in your favour - and you'll win nine out of ten times. And that ninth only ever came about because your enemy was a touch more prepared, or stronger, or smarter than you were.
And on top of that, even if things did somehow go awry she still had another backup plan. The second they tried to use cocknosis or titnosis on her, the same failsafes she'd implanted in Euphemia would activate in her. She'd drench them in mlik right at the moment of their ultimate hard fought victory - rendering them so aroused that they literally couldn't do anything but obey!
In other words, she had this in the bag already. Soon those three would learn their rightful place. Soon they would be begging for the chance to serve their glorious Empire. Soon, they would apologise for what they had done to Prince Clovis. It was inevitable. It was unstoppable. It would be... so fucking hot. All hail Britannia! All hail tits!
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Without realising it, Suzaku had managed a world record for 'amount of time receiving titjob from titnosis user without cumming'. Though really, he couldn't take all the credit. Euphemia seemed quite determined to draw this out as much as possible, and to be quite frank it was a bit tricky for him to achieve release when this was happening in front of a pool full of women. In fact, the only reason he was still as hard as he was pretty much came down to the fact that Euphemia's tits felt just that great, and she was just that hot, and - oh dear, he appeared to have run into a brick wall and -
"Guuuuuh!" Suzaku grunted, releasing all over Euphemia's face, her neck, her hair, but especially her tits.His cock spurted like a firehose, releasing hot, white gunk everywhere, seemingly without end. Gosh, how much of that was him and how much was the milk coming out of Euphemia's nipples? Was that having an effect on him? He still felt hard, even after cumming like this - no wonder those creeps from before went out like a light! He could barely keep standing after fucking those milky tits.
"Phew, that feels much better," Euphemia said, still dripping milk just everywhere. "Now, Suzaku. We really should try to get to the security room. While that has alleviated my burning lust somewhat, I ache to take your still erect penis and make it squirt inside me so intensely it makes that eruption look like a raindrop in comparison.
It was funny really, a few days ago he would not have been so eager to take her up on that. After everything that had happened, he couldn't wait to get into the next room... though one problem did dawn on him immediately.
"Won't your sister have set up further traps deeper into the complex?" he asked. He nodded towards the sirens in the pool, and tried very hard to not look directly at them. Much better to look at Euphemia. Who was cleaning herself up. By scooping the mixture of milk and cum right off her tits and slurping it down with... still a great deal of grace and poise considering what she was doing. She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit as well.
"Yes, Suzaku?" Euphemia said after a bit. "You've been staring at me quite intesnely for a few minute now."
He had? Gosh, he didn't mean to do that. There had simply been something so... captivating about watching her guzzle those bodily fluids like it was a roast dinner. She had been so elegant, Imperial in her demeanour while doing something so... thoroughly base. Was it any wonder that his heart was pounding in his chest like this?
"Uh, I was thinking..." What had he been thinking? Oh yeah! "We need to be careful. Your sister will have placed traps to prevent people from advancing further into the building."
"That's true..." Euphemia said after a moment of thinking. "In which case, I have an idea."
- Euphemia orders everyone out of the pool, so she can screw Suzaku there.
- She knows a shortcut to the security room
- She knows another place they can get some privacy.
- She'll personally disarm the traps using her titnosis.
- Something else
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