Maids of Britannia
Kallen Kozuki awoke.
What the buxom redhead found around her was not her bedroom, and she was not lying facedown. Rather, she was bound on a table in a spreadeagle position. Her clothes consisted only of lacey black underwear. It showed off her wide hips and immense breasts.
"What the..." said a familiar voice. "Where am I?"
Kallen looked up and saw Villetta Nu lying in a similar position on the table. The beautiful, dark-skinned woman was clad only in lacey white panties with silver hair tied up above her. And Kallen felt very, very angry.
She'd seen this woman hanging about with Oghi, ever since the betrayal of Zero. "You...
"You worthless traitor! What are we doing here? What did you do?"
"Traitor? I'm on your side," said Villetta in surprise.
"Like hell you are!" said Kallen. "You turned Oghi against Zero and got him to sell out the entire UFN! Not to mention shot him in the back and wrecked the Black Rebellion!
"You may be benefiting from our side, but don't pretend you've ever cared or ever done anything to help us! You've never done a single non-selfish thing in your entire life! Just slept with Oghi and manipulated him into Schneizel's hands!"
Villetta opened her mouth to speak, then halted. "...Well, um, I can't really think of a response to that."
"Then, don't!" snapped Kallen. "Nothing you do can make up for the damage you've already done!"
"This isn't the point, Kozuki. We need to get out of here," said Villetta, struggling to get free in vain. "This..."
"We don't even know where here is," snapped Kallen.
At that moment, a steel door slid open on the far wall. Into the room walked Princess Cornelia Li Britannia. The violet, wavy-haired Lady wore a black leather dominatrix outfit, and as she walked, her hips swayed. Between her immense breasts was wedged a riding crop. The Princess licked her lips as she eyed them. "Quite a brilliant deduction from you two, isn't it?"
"Princess Cornelia," said Kallen, remembering her murders.
"Princess Cornelia, what is going on here? Why-" began Villetta.
"Quiet traitor!" said Cornelia, slapping Villetta across the face. "Your lives are now in my hands."
"And here I thought Britannia and Japan were allies against Zero now," scoffed Kallen.
Cornelia turned to her and smirked. "Unlike your simpleton of a leader, you know better, Kallen Stadtfeld.
"I must admit, I feel you are wasted material. Someone with your skill as an ace pilot could have been a true asset to Britannia. And with your appearance..."
Kallen wasn't going to let her finish that statement. "Like hell, I would!
"If I wanted to spend my life policing a genocidal monster's boots, I'd change my name to Suzaku! You-"
And then Cornelia kissed her. The sensation of her lips on Kallen's mouth shocked her as she felt her first kiss. Taken by this beautiful murderer. A moment later, it was over, and Cornelia cupped her chin. "That could be arranged if I desire it.
"The boot polishing."
"Princess Cornelia, why am I here?" asked Cornelia.
"Isn't it obvious?" asked Cornelia, looking up as Kallen reeled in shock. "You're being rewarded as a traitor deserves Villetta Nu."
"What?!" said Villetta. "But I've been loyal-"
"So you claim," said Cornelia, moving over, so her face was inches apart. "But I think you've been playing both sides. Trying to get the best position you can get without being loyal to either. This is your reward..." Then she kissed Villetta as well.
"But I... I'm an advisor to Prime Minister Oghi! How are you going to control him without-" began Villetta.
"We don't need Prime Minister Oghi or you," said Cornelia, walking away with a strut. As she did, her huge breasts bouncing, and Kallen couldn't help but notice. Cornelia was a very beautiful woman. "The man has served his purpose by betraying Zero. And he's already given Britannia generous terms on Sakuradite. All without us having to pay for any of the repairs. Schneizel will offer him some loans to rebuild things, and then we'll control him anyway.
"Once people have gotten tired of that quisling, we'll be hailed as heroes.
"Which leaves you Villetta Nu as... useless."
"Please..."
"Your disappearance is going to serve as a perfect display of dominance," said Cornelia.
Kallen snapped. "You bitch! How dare you kiss me! You... you..." Her words trailed off as she saw the smile on Cornelia's face. "And Kallen, without you, the Black Knights won't stand a chance. After all, the only other competent member of your organization is the one who sold both of you out."
"Deitard?" asked Kallen.
"Precisely," said Cornelia. "He gave you both to us as a bargaining chip to get into Schneizel's company. He, at least, needs a reason for treason.
"But that's enough talk. You aren't to be executed, of course. It was your good fortune that both of you are exceedingly beautiful women. You are to become my personal slaves and maidservants."
"If you think I'm ever going to let you give me orders, you've got another thing coming, Cornelia!" snapped Kallen.
"Who says I'm going to let you do anything?" asked Cornelia, her smile widening. "Now, let's begin." Then she pressed a button on the wall.
As she did, something emerged from behind the table. It was a visor, and it clamped down on Kallen's face. She saw one doing the same to Villetta through a tinted facemask. Kallen thrashed to try to escape before suddenly she saw a familiar sigil.
It was a red sigil in the shape of a crane flying.
"What..." said Kallen.
"No, this is..." began Villetta.
"This device is a Geass simulator," said Cornelia. "It's not quite as effective as the real thing. But it renders the mind of the one who sees it incredibly susceptible to suggestion. It should be working now."
The crane began to move repeatedly as thought flying before Kallen's eyes. As it did, she found her eyes fixed on it. Her mind went fuzzy, and she found something shifting within her mind. Even so, she fought it.
"Now, you are both obedient slaves of Britannia," said Cornelia.
"We are..." began Villetta.
"No, I..." Kallen tried to resist, fighting to stay. Yet looking at the sigil was disorienting, and she couldn't look away. She tried to close her eyes but found she couldn't.
"Your sole reason for existing is to serve Britannia," said Cornelia.
"My..." moaned Villetta, tone pleasured.
"I won't..." said Kallen, trying to stay sane.
"And Britannia has given you to me," said Cornelia.
Britannia had given Kallen to her.
"Britannia has given us to you," moaned Villetta.
"Get out of my head!" cried Kallen.
"Good girl, Villetta," said Cornelia. "You're learning your lessons well, and you'll be rewarded.
"As for you, Kallen, I have a punishment for defiance."
And then Villetta moaned. At the same time, Kallen felt an electric shock through her body. It was a punishment for disobedience. Screaming out, she moaned.
"Now, repeat after me," said Cornelia.
Kallen was finding her mind going more and more fuzzy as she looked at the sigil.
"You are both obedient slaves of Britannia," said Cornelia.
"We are both obedient slaves of Britannia," said Villetta, voice pleasured.
"I won't submit-" cried Kallen, before being zapped again.
"Your sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia," said Cornelia, firmly.
"Our sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia," said Villetta.
"I don't... serve... Ah..." moaned Kallen, blushing as she began to forget.
"Britannia has given you to me," said Cornelia.
"Britannia has given us to you," said Villetta.
"Britannia... can... get... fucked..." moaned Kallen.
Cornelia moved forward as Kallen was zapped again. Touching her breast, she began to feel it up. "My Kallen, your loyalty is very admirable. I can't wait for that loyalty to become mine. And you, Villetta, you are doing very well.
"You are both obedient slaves of Britannia."
"We are both obedient slaves of Britannia," moaned Villetta, and Kallen wanted to be like her.
"I... am..." moaned Kallen.
"Your sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia," said Cornelia.
"Our sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia," said Villetta.
"My... sole..." Kallen found her last resistance breaking down.
"Britannia has given you to me," said Cornelia.
"Britannia has given us to you," said Villetta.
"Britannia... has... given... me... to... you..." moaned Kallen.
As she spoke the words, something clicked inside Kallen's mind. Before the admission had to be dragged out of her, it was now the foundation of her will. She was an obedient slave of Britannia. Her sole reason to exist was to serve Britannia. And Britannia had given Kallen to Cornelia Li Britannia.
The visor was removed, and Kallen felt a smile coming to her face, and Villetta had the same smile. Why wouldn't they smile? They knew their purpose. "Now, repeat those words on your own," said Cornelia.
"We are both obedient slaves of Britannia," said Kallen and Villetta in unison. "Our sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia. Britannia has given us to Cornelia Li Britannia."
"Again," said Cornelia.
"We are both obedient slaves of Britannia," they said. "Our sole reason to exist is to serve Britannia. Britannia has given us to Cornelia Li Britannia."
On and on, they said the words like a mantra. And just saying them was enough to make Kallen giddy with glee. Yet, at the same time, she wanted to do more than profess loyalty; she wanted to act on it.
"Hmm, your mental states have changed," said Cornelia. "Now, I think we can release you." Another button press and their restraints were loosed. Kallen and Villetta moved forward to stand before Cornelia, side by side. "Describe, in your own words, who you serve?"
"We serve you, Princess Cornelia! We serve Britannia!" said Villetta.
"I serve Britannia, Princess Cornelia!" said Kallen. "And Britannia says I am yours!"
Cornelia smiled. "Good.
"Then, we can find you your new outfits."
Cornelia led the two of them out of the room and into another room. On it was an assembly line of sorts. Motioning for them to get on, Kallen and Villetta obeyed. The assembly line led them toward what looked to be a long dressing room.
Entering it, Kallen stood still as the arms got to work. She found the metal arms taking hold of her spiky hair and soaking it with special shampoo. Little by little, she and Villetta had their hairstyles altered. Their locks were curled into a wavy cascade and allowed to fall around them. As they went on, blowdryers blew the water out of it. And when that was done, the styling began.
Next, corsets were set around their waists and tightened, showing off a lot of cleavage. Kallen got a dark crimson one, while Villetta was given a white one. Next, they were lifted into the air as thigh-high stockings were slipped over their legs. They were very lacey ones at that. These were followed by lacey skirts and elbow-length gloves. Last, A skirt was set around their rears, short enough to bare their legs. Collars were set around their necks. Kallen's bore the emblem of a Queen piece, while Villetta had a knight. Last, of all, a Maid's tiara was set on their heads before the assembly line ended.
Stepping off of it, the two Maids of Britannia struck poses for their Mistress. Kallen was a red maid and Villetta, a white one, both leaning forward with their rears stuck out. Cornelia looked at them with satisfaction. "Does this please you, Mistress?" asked Villetta.
"Does it please Britannia?" asked Kallen.
Cornelia Li Britannia smiled at them. "Very much. But you've got work to do before I fully grade you."
Kallen and Villetta were led to a floor above into a huge mansion. There were all kinds of wonderful things throughout it. Priceless antiques, valuable books, and silver mirrors, and many of them were dusty. Working on information coming to mind, they began to work.
Kallen stuck her rear into the air as she scrubbed down the wooden floors. Villetta leaned seductively as she dusted the mantelpiece. The two worked side by side, washing dishes, and Kallen found herself loving it. She'd never felt this level of fulfillment, even in the cockpit of the Gurren.
Mistress Cornelia watched them work with obvious glee the whole time.
Finally, after the end of the day, Princess Cornelia led the two of them to a bedroom.
And then Cornelia lost control. Grasping Kallen and Villetta by their collars, she flung them onto the bed. Forcing Kallen down, Cornelia smothered her with kisses, groping Kallen's huge breasts. Kallen found a dream she did not know she had come true as her hands came up to grope her in return.
"Mistress..." moaned Kallen as her clothes were ripped off. And in return, she removed Cornelia's clothes without being ordered. Villetta lay still, like a doll, as Cornelia and Kallen's tongues dueled.
"I remember all too well, Kallen," moaned Cornelia, grinding a knee into Kallen's nethers. "How you nearly captured me so many times. Now I'm going to return the favor. Villetta, take some action, will you. You're a sex slave, not a sex doll."
Villetta arose at once, drawing off her clothes and coming behind Kallen. Her hands gripped Kallen's breasts as Cornelia held her close. Villetta's mouth nibbled her neck as the two continued. It went on and on, and Kallen found herself going to the edge as she felt Villetta's long legs around her. Cornelia and Villetta's breathing became more and more intense as it went on.
Finally, it snapped.
All three of them were unleashed in unison. They fell against the bed in each other's arms. Cornelia held them close and kissed both. "Now, that was satisfying.
"That is a taste of the pleasures I'll provide you if you perform well. For now, I'm very pleased. Tomorrow you'll begin your careers as my personal slave maids."
"Yes, Mistress," said Kallen.
"Everything will be just like you say," said Villetta as she nuzzled closer.
Two new maids of Britannia had entered the workforce.