Chapter 26:
Unwilling to commit to Granny Hina's plan without consultation, Keitaro made a reservation at the Hinata Café to get some advice from Haruka. As he, Kanako, and Kaolla entered the restaurant, the café manager started in on them right away.
"Oh wow, are you going to hold your 'hotel management meeting' here? Do I need to close down the restaurant so you can have your orgy?" Haruka mused as she led them to the more private dining room at the back of the tea shop. It was actually designed to be a meeting room in which attendees could partake of the fine tea's from the café while discussing things in private.
"No, Haruka," Keitaro said as he sat down on one of the comfortable chairs with a sigh, "we're actually here for official business."
"You do realize that as a Regent, you could be screwing Kanako and it would STILL be official business, right?" The café manager said with a grin. The Goth girl merely smirked while the princess giggled adorably.
"Yeah, I gathered that after I read the stuff I got from Granny Hina," the young man replied. "However, I really do need to talk to you about something important..."
"Of course, of course," Haruka said absently. Turning to the slave girls, she asked with a grin, "So, which one of you is going to be under the table this time?"
"I wanted to, but I think big sister is gonna pull rank on me." Kaolla said pouting.
"Seniority rules, little sister. I believe I should have the privilege of pleasing him during his first official meeting as a Regent." Kanako responded.
"Yeah, but you'll prolly travel with him so you'll get to do it a lot more often than me. At least lemme do him during local meetings…" the princess complained.
"She's got a point, Kanako. You should at least let her do him when he holds meetings here." Haruka added with a grin.
Kanako nodded. "I suppose that does make sense. Very well, I will consider swapping out with her for local appointments."
The entire time, Keitaro had been shocked by the direction of the conversation. How in the world does it always end up here? Wanting to put a stop to their thought process, he interrupted. "Wait, wait, wait…don't I get a say in this?"
"Of course you do, big brother. If you prefer to be pleased by Kaolla instead, then I have no objections to it." The Goth girl replied.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'd love to, Keitaro." Haruka added with a snicker.
"What if I didn't want her to?" The young man complained.
"You don't like my blowjobs, big brother?" Kaolla pouted.
"I-I do…but that's not what I meant!" He blurted out.
"Oh, so you want Kanako to do it then? Don't blame ya, she's awesome at it." The princess cheekily remarked.
"I can help you practice, little sister. The Annex has a couple of practice benches like the ones they had at the Academy." The Goth girl stated confidently.
"Will you guys stop this? Neither of you have to give me a blowjob right now! I'd rather just ask Haruka about Motoko and Mutsumi. Besides, I'd rather not do that in front of my Aun…OWW!" Keitaro said, wincing from impact of Haruka's foot to his shin.
"How many times have I told you to stop calling me that?" The café manager said firmly.
"What the heck do you want me to say? And…hey, Kanako…what are you doing?" Keitaro asked, watching his sister crawl under the table.
"I wish to look at the injury you sustained from Haruka…" The co-manager replied before she disappeared.
"You don't have to do…" he said, until he felt his trouser leg lifted. He merely sighed, as he felt her hands massaging his shin and calf.
"Fortunately, your injury appears very minor, big brother." The Goth girl said from under the table. "However, while I am down here I should get started so you may begin your business with Haruka."
"Good…wait…What?" Keitaro said, almost jumping when he felt his sister's hands undoing his zipper.
"So what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Keitaro?" The café manager asked, snickering lightly. It was hysterical how the young man was so easy to distract.
"It's about Mutsumi…hey! Kanako! Wait! I don't want to do this in front of my Au…in front of Haruka!" Keitaro said in embarrassment as he felt his manhood being pulled out of his boxers.
"It's not like I can see anything, Keitaro," Haruka said smartly. "So you don't have to worry about me peeking at you or watching what she's doing."
"But this isn't…ooh..." The young man started, but then stopped once he felt warm lips wrapped around his cock. He gasped, and then sat quietly with his eyes closed for a bit. All anyone could hear was a soft slurping sound from under the table as he was once more bewildered at the newest predicament he seemed to get himself in.
"Now then, what did you want to ask me about?" The oldest Urashima asked triumphantly, leaning back on her chair. Kaolla just giggled at her big brother's confusion.
"Haruka, I can't…not with Kanako…" He started again, trying to scoot down to prevent himself from being revealed to the room. Unfortunately, this seemed to embolden Kanako who began to use her hands as well as her mouth.
"Keitaro, let her do her job. Consider this part of your Regent training. Both your slave girls want this. Let them serve you. Besides, this privilege is both yours AND hers. Don't feel bad using a slave while doing YOUR job." The café manager said firmly, taking a pull from her cigarette.
"I understand that! But should they really be doing it while I'm doing business? And in a public place like this?" The young man asked anxiously, looking between the slave girl under the table and his…relative.
"First off, it's not as if we're in the middle of a full restaurant. This is a private area and secluded enough to compensate for your shyness. Trust me when I say you're not the only guy who's gotten blown in this room. And secondly, being a Regent isn't as stuffy or formal as you may think. Even though Regent business and meetings aren't a room full of people screwing while talking shop, a Regent may use a slave girl in front of a client or another Regent in order to showcase her abilities, evaluate her talents, or to simply prove a point. You need to accept that because Granny Hina wants you to completely redefine what the Academy is all about. She's showing a lot of trust in you because she knows that even though you've had a hotel full of easily malleable girls, you've never taken advantage of any of them. The girls you will encounter as a Regent will be even more suggestible, and you will be required to use them occasionally. She has faith that you will treat them a lot better than the old bastards that used to run the school."
"Wait, wait, you're calling the girls at the inn 'malleable'? Are we even talking about the same girls?" Keitaro asked incredulously. Kanako stopped sucking for a few moments to chuckle, but kept her lips securely wrapped around his manhood. Even Kaolla giggled for a little bit.
Haruka laughed as well. "I forget that you never learned how to read people like we did. It would have been part of your grooming as the Heir if you didn't go against them to get your sister free."
The young landlords subconsciously reached down and pet the Goth girl lovingly causing her to sigh happily. "No, my brainwashing ended when I figured out their ruse. And anyway, all of my tenants are pretty headstrong. No way would they be susceptible to coercion or anything. They'd probably kill or rob whoever tried."
The café manager grinned and said. "That's because they hide things from you, but not to the other girls. Deep inside, they really want you and will do anything for you. However, their baggage caused them to build defense mechanisms to protect themselves. You could have gotten through to them by working out their trust issues, or just lashing back at them from the get go. Either way, they would have been putty in your hands."
"Not that I agree with you or anything, but I'm perfectly happy with my two little sisters, thank you very much." Keitaro replied, petting Kanako lovingly. In return, the Goth girl applied a generous amount of tongue and suction causing the young man's breathing to hitch a moment. "Yeah, definitely happy." He said.
Kaolla merely giggled, regarding her sweet brother lovingly.
"So, are you getting used to this yet? You going to be okay being pleasured by one of your girls while you do normal Regent business?" Haruka asked.
The young man regarded his little sister a moment, who had slowed her pace down to a steady slow rhythm just to keep him on edge. "I suppose I am," he said, "but it's still pretty weird having her do this while we talk. I'd rather we do this sort of thing privately."
The café manager grinned and said, "I'm sure they appreciate that too, Keitaro. But at the same time, understand that these two crazy girls are in love with you and want to show it. Unfortunately, you're in charge of the relationship which means they have to wait for you to initiate things. Plus, they instinctively want to serve you. They want to be paraded around and be on display so that everyone knows they are YOUR property. You need to provide them enough outlets for that. Usually the more blatant, like getting blown in front of company, the better."
"Really?" Keitaro asked.
The princess nodded in agreement. "Yeah, really big brother. I mean, I'm proud of being your slave girl and all, but I don't wanna cause problems for ya. But I'm not gonna complain if you ever put me and big sis on a leash and then drag us into the living room to watch TV while everyone else is there. Heck, I'd be ecstatic!" Kaolla said happily.
"Okay, I can understand that. But that's nothing like being used in public like this…"
"I was also serious about sucking you off under the table during dinner, big brother." The princess said with a grin. "And I can't even tell you how much I'd LOVE it if you took me to the balcony that overlooks the hot springs, bent me over the railing, and started doing me from behind while in plain view of ALL girls in the hot springs below us."
"Kaolla!" The young man gasped, much to the dark skinned girl's amusement.
Haruka chuckled and said, "Keitaro, just like you show your affection by hugs and kisses, initiating things such as this in semi-private settings not only shows that you love them, but that you're also proud to own them. They've made a choice to become your property, and part of that is because they want to show everyone they are completely and totally yours."
The landlord pondered a moment, regarding the happily smiling princess who was nodding in agreement. "All right, I suppose I see how that kind of makes sense. If it makes my little sisters happy I'll try to be more assertive about it, but I'd rather not do this all the time." Keitaro said, petting Kanako gently causing her to make more happy sounds.
"Hey Kanako, you okay down there?" Haruka called, taking care not to peek under the table.
Keitaro felt his sister's mouth release his manhood and heard, "Yes, I'm perfectly fine down here, Haruka…"
"You sure? I think your big brother got the message. You can probably come up and sit down if he doesn't object." The café manager said, giving the young man a knowing grin.
"No, thank you. He hasn't asked me to come up, and I am perfectly comfortable down here. This is the longest he's ever let me suck on him and I intend to make the most of it." The Goth girl said from under the table.
Keitaro rolled his eyes as both Haruka and Kaolla laughed. The princess recovered first and said, "You're making me jealous, big sis."
A muffled voice replied, "I'd gladly share with you little sister, but there wouldn't be much room down here."
The young man smiled and said, "You've made your point, Kanako. Come out and I promise to abuse both you and Kaolla a lot more than I have recently. Just remember that I won't always be nice, and it won't always be sex. It might be spankings, bondage, rubber play, hot wax, electricity, or whatever catches my eye in the Annex."
In an uncharacteristically soft and fragile voice, Kanako asked, "Promise?"
"Yes, I promise. Now fix me back up and come sit next to me, little sister." Keitaro chuckled, shaking his head.
After a few more licks, the young landlord found his manhood gently returned into his trousers and zipped up nicely. The Goth girl crawled up from under the table, pushed a seat next to him, and then sat down, leaning against him slightly. Keitaro smiled, wrapped an arm around her, and kissed her lovingly through her hair.
Haruka smiled and said. "Good. That's what I wanted to see. Most men would want a girl to finish what they started. Slave girls wouldn't have an option to decline. I'm glad you can still think straight even though Kanako had you all hot and bothered."
"I wouldn't say I was thinking straight," Keitaro stated jokingly, "But I think I can manage to keep myself under control with the help of my two girls."
"Most men would also kill for a chance to own just one slave girl, let alone a whole school. That's why Granny Hina got the old Regents removed and put you up as the only Regent instead. We wanted to make sure that you wouldn't abuse the privileges that will be given to you. Glad you're making us feel better with her decision to bump you up." Haruka said as she took a drag from her cigarette.
"I'm still not sure I want to be responsible for that many girls," Keitaro said honestly.
"We don't expect more than one or two students a year and no more than five students will be enrolled at any given time. That way your instructor will still be able to provide adequate personal training." The café manager said.
"Speaking of instructors, I'd like to talk to you about Mutsumi." The young man said as he absently stroked his sister's thigh. The Goth girl leaned into him more, loving the contact.
"What about her?" Haruka answered, taking another drag from her cigarette.
"Why did Granny Hina recommend her to be a slave instructor?" He asked.
"Maybe because she'd be good at it?" The café manager said, exhaling a cloud of smoke.
"But shouldn't an instructor be…well…you know…dominant?"
"Not necessarily. Mutsumi works more like a mentor than a teacher. In essence, she is a submissive and would probably make a great slave girl. While her general carefree nature makes her look like a bad choice, it is her excellent empathy and ability to explain things frankly that make her a great instructor."
"Really? Would that actually work?" Keitaro wondered.
"It's how all the Otohime instructors worked. She learned it all from her mom, after all. You remember her, right?" Haruka asked.
"I think so. Soft spoken, kind, and nobody could say 'no' to her? She was actually nice to me and Kanako when she didn't have to. In fact, she never even turned us in when she caught us playing when we shouldn't have." The young man answered thoughtfully.
"Yep, she never turned you in to your parents. She did tell Granny Hina about you two, though." The café manager said with a grin.
"S-She did?" Keitaro asked. Similarly, his sister perked up, interested in hearing the answer herself.
"Yeah, it's one of the reasons we knew about you and Kanako…and about the games you two used to play together." The older Urashima said with a wink.
Unbidden, Keitaro blushed at the memories of being caught "playing" with Kanako. During her time at the academy, she had gotten accustomed to removing her clothes during her training that it felt natural to do the same when she was alone with her older brother. And while she hated it when the instructors put her in restraints, she enjoyed it when Keitaro was the one binding her. Memories of the play spankings, pretend punishments, and bondage games drifted through both Urashima siblings…making them feel warm inside.
"Yeah, I guess I do remember." The young man answered carefully, placing his hand on Kanako's under the table. The Goth girl remained stoic, yet smiled internally.
"I bet you do," Haruka snickered, "but anyway she's Mutsumi's mom. While the other instructors used pain and fear to motivate their students, she used a more holistic approach that brought out the best in a girl. Heck, I think she even had a part in training both of your little sisters."
Kaolla nodded with a grin. "Yeah, Ms. Otohime was nice to me. It was like she was just another trainee, only smarter. I didn't mind it when I had to be trained by her."
"And Mutsumi is from the same mold. Outrageous amount of patience, extremely kind, very knowledgeable, and a personality that's extremely hard to disobey. She'll make an excellent teacher." The café manager stated.
"You think she'll be able to handle Motoko?" Keitaro asked seriously.
Haruka snickered. "It's either her or you. Mutsumi has the tools, skills, and knowledge. Whereas you are the one she owes the debt of honor to."
"Why can't I just forgive her and be done with it? I don't want Motoko to go through something she doesn't want." The young man said.
"Doesn't work that way, Mr. Regent." Haruka said, taking a drag from her cigarette. "Her thing with her honor demands penance. She needs to feel that she's suffered, otherwise she won't feel that she has redeemed herself."
"Her art is all about honor, justice, and purity," Kanako interrupted. "The Shinmei-Ryu warriors are trained to utilize their spiritual energy by calling upon it to destroy what they perceive to be an imbalance brought on by evil or corruption. But the key is that they must be balanced themselves, and for this they must put themselves above mortal evils. Basically, it's their conscience. Unless they feel justified that the foe they face is truly evil, then they cannot fully utilize their abilities. The injustice she feels she has done to you has caused her to fall from the high pedestal she placed herself upon."
"Okay, so why can't she just accept my forgiveness? I can see why she did it. She meant well, so it can't be all her fault, right?"
Haruka shook her head. "You're too forgiving, Keitaro. You realize that normal people would have gotten killed by her actions, right?"
"Yeah, but it didn't happen to any other person, just me! No harm done…"
"It doesn't work that way, big brother." The Goth girl said carefully. "She has to live with the fact that she could have killed you tenfold if it wasn't for your unique resilience. In her mind, she has killed over a hundred people. As awful as it may sound, it might have been better for her if you died with her very first attack. That way she would have learned her error before she piled up so much into her belief of how immoral and perverted you are. Now that she has learned how wrong she was, she has realized how long she had been cruel and unjust to you. This knowledge is what is causing her guilt, and it is demanding that she step up and take her penance. Otherwise, she will never regain her balance…and her honor."
"And you can't be easy on her either," Haruka added. "If she doesn't feel that she's suffered enough, she'll never balance out. Heck, in the old days Shinmei-Ryu warriors killed themselves over stuff like this. Motoko probably doesn't feel death is enough, which is a good thing since it means she won't do it while nobody is looking…"
"That's a horrible thing to say, Haruka!" Cried Kaolla.
The café manager exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, "Just saying the truth, princess. It's her own stubborn nature that painted herself in this corner. Think about how long it took and how much had to happen before she realized she was wrong. You think her conscience is just going to let her accept Keitaro's forgiveness? No, now it's going to work against her and make her work real hard to earn it back."
"Well, I'm not about to make her suffer like you girls did." Keitaro said as he looked between his two little sisters.
"You can't let her skate through this, Keitaro. If she feels you're coddling her, then she won't believe she's put in her due. Besides, she'd probably feel that you're intentionally preventing her from redeeming herself. The girl might even hate you for it despite how much she really likes you. No, you have to put her through her paces for her honor to be satisfied."
"But I can't do that to her, she's a friend!" He cried.
Haruka took a long drag from her cigarette, and then replied in a cloud of smoke. "Then be a friend and help her get through this, but don't deny her the ability to redeem her honor. She needs to do this for herself AND you. It's your duty as the Urashima Heir not to allow such things to happen to any family member, including yourself, without repercussions. It's your responsibility as Regent to ensure she gets the training she both needs and deserves. And she's depending on you as a friend to let her atone for herself in order to clear her conscience."
"Please big brother, do it for Motoko." The princess said quietly.
Kanako nodded. "It is what she both wants and needs, big brother. I may have had my disagreements with her. But I respect her desire to atone by voluntarily agreeing to something both Kaolla and I were forced into. Please do not dishonor her by denying her this."