"Akeno!" Rias blushed as she looked at her queen.
The black-haired woman was naked except for a pair of white panties covering her femininity.
"Come on, Buchou, it'll be fun. Or is it that... you want my place?" The girl laughed when she saw her king's expression.
"But are you sure you want to do this in front of him?" Rias was no stranger to exhibitionism; she even enjoyed it. But this was more than exhibitionism; it was something that came from the desires of a fetishist pervert.
"Of course I want to. I'm dying to see his reaction," she bit her finger sensually.
"Well, if you're doing it for fun, it's fine," said the redhead.
"It's for pleasure..." added Akeno. "You'll go to the dinner, right?" she asked.
"I... I don't know," said the redhead.
"Come on, you'll be his Bishop after all," said Akeno.
"What?" Rias roared. "You trust him more than your queen?" she asked, hurt.
"Dinner, don't you know what it's for?" Now the queen looked worried. Rias shook her head. "Altair completed his part of the bet."
"That's... impossible," her mouth remained open in disbelief.
"Ah, buchou, Lav-chan didn't tell you?" The black-haired girl hugged Rias. Their breasts pressed together.
"Akeno, why are you naked?" Sona entered the Occult Research Club room. She didn't blink at the nudity, but at the unusualness of the act. It was always Rias who walked around scantily clad.
"I was preparing myself for the dinner with Altair?" said the girl, separating herself from her king.
"Dinner?" Sona ignored why she would be naked at dinner.
"Weren't you invited?" asked Akeno.
"No," Sona turned around and left. Forgetting her reason for visiting Rias.
"Sona-chan," Rias chased after her.
Worried about her friend.
"I'm fine, Rias." She didn't stop walking. She kept her head held high.
"It's a perverted dinner," Sona stopped when she heard her.
"I see," she adjusted her glasses and kept walking.
'Don't I deserve an invitation?' she wondered as she tried to look at her breasts and ended up looking at her shoes.
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"Dinner is served, Alti," said Lavender, hanging on his arm. She had forced him to wear a black three-piece suit that only Merlin knew where she had gotten it.
And dinner was served. Lyra, Daphne, Violet, Harley, Azalea, and Rias were seated at a long table, every single one of them in a beautiful dress. There were two empty seats, right in the middle of the table. Altair understood why they were seated that way.
He left his coat on the back of the chair. He pulled out Lavender's chair so that she could sit down.
Two girls remained without a seat. Pansy and Akeno. The two black-haired girls occupied another position.
"Akeno helped me cook. I hope you like it," said Lavender. "I would serve you myself, but I think you'd rather do it."
"Now, Lav-chan, first we must give thanks for the food," Akeno's low, soft voice was heard. She didn't move a muscle.
"Itadakimasu!" said the blonde with a giggle. The word was spoken with a foreign accent. She was followed by a chorus of murmurs repeating her words.
Altair used chopsticks to pick up a piece of sushi roll resting on Akeno's stomach. The girl was naked on the table. A multitude of sushi food rested on different parts of her body, mainly in her belly. The rolls were directly on her skin, although there were other parts with ingredients Altair didn't recognize. Pansy was in the same situation.
"My breasts are burning a little, Altair," said the black-haired girl without using the suffix kun. "Do you like spicy food?" Her voice gave him an erection like a pubescent boy seeing a pixelated nipple in a magazine.
The girl's nipples were covered with a green paste.
"Does it hurt you?" he asked.
"A lot," the girl admitted. "But can I tell you a secret?" He nodded. "I love pain," her lips were bright red.
Altair took the sushi in his chopsticks and gently rubbed it around the devil girl's nipple. The girl shuddered but remained still.
The other girls began to eat, although some with a little reluctance, especially Daphne and Lyra. The latter already regretted her decision to attend.
"How did you agree to this?" he asked before putting the sushi in his mouth. The spicy taste burned his palate.
"I just wanted to congratulate you on your creation," she said as she tried to look at her queen, but the seating arrangement prevented her.
Rias shifted uncomfortably in her seat. From her position, she could see Akeno's feet, slightly apart. There was a leaf covering her vagina; Lavender had convinced her to get rid of her panties.
Seeing her queen in such a degrading situation, used as a plate to serve others, made her... horny. She felt bad for enjoying it, but how could she help it? She enjoyed the power she wielded over others; she took pleasure in being a leader. She would never have considered using her nobility to practice the art of Nyotaimori. But if Akeno enjoyed it, maybe she could have her private banquets afterwards.
"Mhm, Ahh!" Her queen's moan brought her out of her fantasy. Altair continued to spread the sushi on Akeno's enormous breasts. He wondered how she managed to keep those huge tits from spilling over to the sides; gravity seemed to avoid them.
In front of Altair was Harley, who was repeating her boyfriend's actions.
Akeno had had the wasabi on her breasts for almost an hour. It had burned at first, then turned into a constant but bearable itch. However, her nipples were still sensitive from the pain. Even the slightest touch of air hurt.
And for a masochist, that pain was exquisite. Feeling the rice from the sushi rolls almost made her scream in pain, but only a moan of pleasure escaped her lips. She felt the sheet on her freshly shaved vagina stick to her juices. 'What if I introduce him to another type of oil, a sweeter one?' she wondered.
She thought of her king watching everything without participating. Of course, Rias felt nothing for Altair but a slight attraction, but with the bet won, even if she didn't become his Bishop, she would have to give him something. Akeno was ready to advise her to sleep with him. The idea made her insides burn. It was only a matter of time before her king fell for him. Not loving him, but desiring him, was inevitable. And then, wouldn't it be sweet to steal him away from Rias?
"Agh!" This time, it was a hiss of pain as she clenched her teeth. A sharp pain shot through her spine and reached her wet core.
"I'm sorry, Akeno-chan, I'm new to using chopsticks," said a black-haired girl, Violet, if Akeno remembered correctly.
The girl's chopsticks dug into his nipple as she pulled upward.
"Damn it!" the queen moaned. The girl looked concerned, but Akeno could tell she was a sadist just by looking at her. 'You bitch,' she thought, but she made sure to enjoy the experience. She would have her chance for revenge later. Akeno enjoyed giving and receiving pain; she would see if Violet was the same.
"That's enough, Violet," Altair said this time. The boy's lips were redder than usual, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.
The girl obeyed, much to Akeno's surprise. 'Altair tamed a sadist?' The more she got to know him, the more excited she became. That man was going to take her virginity; she had made up her mind.
"Not used to spicy food?" asked Akeno, her heavy breathing making the food tremble on top of her.
"Not really," he admitted, taking a glass of water. He looked at Harley, who had imitated Altair, but not with the same result; a single bite had been enough to almost make her cry.
"Aww, Rias is pretty good with spicy food, right, Buchou?" The crimson-haired girl nodded.
Her hands rested on her cheeks in a feigned bored expression. The girl had decided to attend without a bra, feeling a little daring with Akeno naked. It was easy to see her nipples protruding through her white shirt.
"I like intense flavors." The girl's cheeks were tinged red, camouflaging themselves with her hair.
"So, how about a bet?" asked the black-haired girl, and everyone turned to look at her, except Pansy. "I want to see who can eat the most spicy until they give up," she said loudly.
"Excellent idea," exclaimed Lavender. "Alti, Rias, choose one," she asked them. She didn't even wait for them to say a prize or even accept.
"Choose?" asked Rias.
"A tit, of course!" continued the blonde. She had taken a bottle of wasabi. The girl poured it over the black-haired girl's breasts. "Every time you clean it, I'll refill it. The one who cleans it the most times wins," she said, raising the bottle in the air.
"I choose the right one," said Altair. It was the tit he had been eating from until then.
"I'm not sure about-," began Rias.
"Are you a coward, Buchou?" her queen provoked her. "Are you afraid of losing another bet?" Her words made the redhead frown.
"I accept," said Rias.
'Even I didn't think of that, Lavender. Thanks to you, I'm going to have a lot of fun. I'll make sure to thank you properly later,' the girl smiled at the blonde.