Chapter 6: A Lewd Declaration of Love

Lelouch’s head was swimming. Barely cognizant thoughts, sounds, it was all a blur. A genius in all areas and having recuperated after his father wiped his memories, in his mind he was well aware that he was dreaming, that he was knocked out. But he couldn’t do anything to fight it.

“Hey wake up sweetie,” said a woman’s voice. Only a bare whisper, it was far stronger and sharper than anything else, he knew this one was real. Slowly he came to, snapping out of everything.

Lelouch still couldn’t open his eyes. Couldn’t feel anything either. He couldn’t feel any physical sensation, he couldn’t feel anyone touching him. He couldn’t even move. As time passed and he remembered everything that went down, the only thing he was aware of was a restraining sensation on his hands and ankles, under his shoulders and around his butt. Eventually he regained enough strength to open his eyes.

He saw that he was hung up in the air, suspended almost three and a half feet above a different bed than when he was forced to submit. His arms and legs, his butt and shoulders, were fixed with straps and shackles. The belts that held him up in the air were fixed with rods and hoes from the ceiling of her canopy bed. Lelouch wondered how Kallen had managed to get all this work done, but he had more important concerns.

Namely getting out of there. He tried to move several times, harder and harder each time, but no matter what, he just couldn’t. Eventually he gave up.

Suddenly Kallen’s face appeared right over his. Standing over him, her face was almost psychotic looking, eyes shining bright white and a wide grin lined with too many teeth. She cupped his chin.

“You must by now realize your predicament Zero,” she said, her cold eyes bearing down into his. By the way, how do you like my love swing? It took me so much time to set it up.” She was moving her fingers on his jawline, feeling his lips, touching his face like she owned it. “In addition, you performed your job well. I can still taste your butt. And you loved having your anal pussy eaten out, didn’t you?”

“Yes Lady Stadtfeld,” he said without a moment’s hesitation. “I cannot thank you enough for that great experience.” In his situation, naked powerless before her after enduring that novel experience, he did indeed feel like a little boy with a girl for the first time. He turned away, blushing beet red.

But she was very pleased. “Good. You’ve earned a reward for that.”

Kallen cutely tapped his face with her finger. He watched her take that finger back and move it down the line of her erotic body, her buxom breasts and her flat stomach until it stopped her crotch. She was still wearing the thong, but the strap was wedged inside of her vagina. The butterfly was moist and soaking from the inside out. She moved her pelvis up over his face. That close it was right over his nose and the fragrant aroma, it was an aphrodisiac that was driving him crazy. He was rock hard all over again. Lelouch sighed in longing.

“Enough my hungry little prince. Eat.”

She sat right down on his face. Her wet and hot pussy already felt so good on his face, but that close, her warm and soft asscheeks was also close by, sitting right on top of him. Kallen moved herself back and forth, moaning deep in pleasure, he wasn’t even doing anything yet and it still felt so good.

Lelouch gagged. He was trying to say something, anything to coax her to make it easier for him, but he couldn’t, she had rode his face gentle at first and now she was doing it real vigorously, almost like she was fucking his dick. Summoning all his power, Lelouch took the front of the thong inside of her vagina with his teeth and roughly moved it aside. Her bare cleft exposed before him, he ate her out to his heart’s content.

Kallen threw her head back filling his tongue plunge deep inside of her. All that domination earlier and now sitting on his face was nothing compared to having a tongue stirring inside of her for real. She had eaten him out good, but the intensity of his tongue wrecking her insides was so much stronger than she could have ever imagined. Naked and tied up, he had still found a way to assert his power over her.

“Yes!” she said in a high-pitched shriek. “Eat me out, every last drop of my juice. Don’t let anything fall to the floor.”

It was all driving her crazy. Her whole body was shaking, she was barely able to grab onto one of the belts holding up Lelouch for support while she continued riding his face, it was like he was playing her body just with his tongue. In this strange and erotic new battlefield, he had the advantage. Zero was reborn all over again.

Lelouch was loving this even more than being eaten out and having his dick sucked right after. Kallen was a noblewoman alright, she tasted sweeter than ever, and her juices were in his mouth, on his lips and around his nose. She was sitting on top of his face but her legs were shaking, it felt like they were going to give out and she would fall straight onto the floor. Looking down at him, she saw his dick flaring right up.

Looking at his big erect thing got her so wet. She was thinking on how good he would feel inside her when he licked inside of her juicy cunt faster than ever. Her breath hitched in her teeth to try and keep herself restrained when she couldn’t take it anymore. Screaming at the top of her lungs, she squirted all over his face.

Regaining her strength not too long after, she knelt by him to regard his face. His mug was stained in her juices and he looked right into her eyes. Breathing hard, very winded, she said, “I hope this aperitif was enjoyable for you.”

He only responded by licking the nectar right off his face with a smug grin. “Yes my lady, it was perhaps the best drink I had tonight.”

Pleased by his answer, Kallen held her naked twat over his face again. Not close enough to lick, but near enough to smell. To inhale her scent.

And he did. The smell of her pussy was sweeter than any noblewoman’s perfume. The sweetness, the heat of it, he inhaled in deep into his nostrils and he could swear he felt the wet vapors move in his body all the way down to his lungs. It was making him so hungry and he moved his head up to get another taste.

A loyal slave hungry for his mistress pleased her very much. Grabbing the side of her thong, she slowly dropped it down her legs, watching his eyes follow it with every painstaking second. Once the soaking thong was at her boots, she picked the thong down her feet and then dangled it in front of his face.

“Is this what you wanted or...”

“Yes my lady,” he said rapidly. It was like he was a little puppy awaiting a treat. But he closed his eyes dutifully as if he were just another servant on her estate.

“Then you shall have it.” She placed the front of his thong on his face and pulled the strings behind his ears, it was totally covering up his mouth and nose like he was wearing a mask. He suddenly opened his eyes in joy and breathed hard, it was like he was hyperventilating the thong.

“Calm down! And breathe in!”

She sounded like Q-1, the Red Lotus back in action. Like she was reprimanding Zero on the battlefield whenever the subject of his family and Nunnally came up. He obeyed her, taking in slow and individual breaths. Seeing his chest rise and fall, she knew he was getting into it.

Kallen squatted beside him, their faces were level with each other. She calmly stroked his cheeks like he was a good little boy. He was obeying her every command no matter how demanding, and was all the better for it. “Good boy,” she whispered softly. “You’re so well behaved sweetie. In and out. That’s it, you’re getting it. In and out, in and out. Take the smell in so that it spreads through every part of you.”

Each word he spoke, he adjusted his breathing rate, becoming slower and slower. Kallen thought it was almost like she had a Geass herself. Giggling, she said, “My wet panties seem to make Zero’s mind go blank.”