"And now, I will look deep within your psyche to find your most deep-seated desires!"
"Is this really necessary?" Issei asked, looking uncomfortably at Rias as a cloaked woman walked around him, her hands shining and glowing with magic.
"Sacred Gears respond to the desire of the user," Rias nodded, looking amused as the devil psychic pranced around Issei, "You said thinking of my breasts is what helped you defeat Riser, right?"
"Yes! When I thought about saving the President's perfect rack, I felt invincible!" Issei nodded unashamedly, causing Rias to giggle.
"So, if we can find out about your other desires, then you'll be able to use them to become stronger as well," Rias finished, glancing over at the psychic. "I take it that breasts are his biggest desire?"
"No, actually," The devil psychic stopped bouncing around, pausing as she stared down at her glowing palm, "It's quite the list, and you're quite the pervert. You desire to give women massages, feel their feet, their thighs, their rears… but your second most desired is breasts."
"Second?" Rias' eyes widened slightly in surprise, "What could Issei possibly want more than breasts?"
"Yeah! I can't think of anything I want more than Prez's oppai!" Issei agreed wholeheartedly.
"Let's see…" The psychic narrowed her eyes, looking deeply into the glow on her palm, "A fetish spurned on by his first girlfriend mocking him on his deathbed… a desire to see his harem taken from him!"
The room was silent for a moment, Rias just staring blankly at the psychic.
"What… what?" Issei asked blankly, looking at the psychic.
"Hey, you're the one who wants it, man. Don't look at me that way," The psychic deadpanned at him with an unhelpful shrug, "I did my job!'
"Thank you for your help," Rias finally said, nodding at the woman.
"Send my payment in the mail!" The psychic nodded casually, raising her hand as a magic circle appeared under her.
"So, that's your greatest desire, my cute pawn?" Rias asked, looking over at Issei with an unreadable expression.
"T-That can't be right, I-I don't want, t-that to happen," Issei started, his face blushing as he tried to defend himself to Rias.
"Relax, Issei," Rias just smiled beautifully at him, calming him down instantly. She raised her hand, and a flash of light appeared as her small bat familiar appeared on her palm, "Tell Yuuto to come to the clubroom."
"Kiba?" Issei asked blankly, watching as the bat flew out the window to complete its task.
"You're my beloved pawn, Issei," Rias said with a determined look on her face, "Whatever it takes to make you stronger, I'll do."
"W-What? President, you aren't really-"
"You called for me?"
Issei jumped as Kiba entered the clubroom from the door behind him, arriving much faster than expected.
"I did," Rias nodded firmly, "Yuuto, come touch my breasts."
The room was silent for a moment as Kiba stared at her confusedly.
"Touch… your breasts?"
"P-President, what are you…" Issei trailed off, glancing over to Kiba, and then back to Rias.
"Just do it!" Rias ordered firmly, and Kiba nodded as he stepped forward.
"I-If you say so," Kiba just said shakily, pausing in front of Rias.
Issei's eyes went wide as Kiba's hand rose, moving toward the thick, round, perky pair of breasts in front of him. Even in Rias' Kuoh Academy uniform, the entire outline of her massive jugs was on display as it was impossible for any article of clothing to hide the masses of flesh. His hand reached Rias' breasts, his palm pressed into one from the front, and his fingers sank into it as he squeezed.
"K-Kiba is getting to feel the President's oppai!" Issei muttered, his eyes wide as a jolt of jealousy shot through him, "T-That lucky bastard!"
However, despite his words, Issei glanced down as his Issei Jr. betrayed him. It got hard instantly, pitching a tent in his pants as it started to throb painfully at the sight of Kiba touching the breasts he desired so greatly.
"P-President's oppai…" Issei muttered, looking longingly at Rias' breasts, even as his crotch throbbed and his member grew in his pants. The breasts he wanted more than anything in the world were right in front of him. The breasts of the woman whom he'd fought so hard to protect, risking his life to save her from Riser's hands.
But he wasn't the one touching them. His hand slowly, subconsciously, lowered as Issei's bulge pressed through his pants, and he rubbed his crotch lightly with a flushed face and desperate eyes.
"Both hands," Rias ordered, blushing slightly as she glanced over at Issei and saw the bludge in his pants, "F-For right now, these breasts are all yours, Yuuto. You're still a man, so you must've had all sorts of thoughts about them, right?"
Yuuto's red cheeks confirmed her thoughts as he reached up, sinking his other hand into Rias' breast and groping them lightly. His expression was nervous, and he shifted as his own member started to rise as he nodded shakily.
"I… have," Kiba admitted sheepishly, as if he was ashamed about it. Rias had saved his life more than a decade ago, and they had known each other since they were kids.
He didn't want to look at his savior in this light, as he saw her as someone to protect. She was his King, and someone whose orders he would follow faithfully. But she was also Rias Gremory. She was one of the most attractive women in the world, be it the human or the supernatural one, and he wasn't immune to her charms. Her breasts were renowned and nearly worshipped throughout Kuoh Academy for their appeal, and even amongst the supernaturally gorgeous devils, she was in a league of her own. It was only natural that, as much as he tried to push such thoughts aside, Kiba would be entranced by her beauty just as every man was.
"Then… feel them to your heart's content," Rias glanced to the side, blushing deeper as she pushed out her chest and offered her large, bubbly orbs to Kiba, "Y-You have permission to do whatever you've fantasized about to them…"
Kiba nodded, and the permission was what broke the dam. He squeezed harder, his fingers sinking into Rias' massive mounds, and Rias let out a surprised moan at the force. Then, he leaned forward, shoving his face between her ginormous rack.
"H-He's…" Issei stuttered, staring at the sight as his cock twitched and reached full mast. It pressed against his pants, pitching a tent as he watched Kiba motorboat Rias's breasts aggressively.
"Mmmph! Y-You're going so hard, Y-Yuuto," Rias flushed, her body being spiked with pleasure as Kiba groped her roughly as he pressed his face into her breasts.
"I'm sorry, President, but…" Kiba moaned as he turned his head, pulling forward one of Rias' breasts and wrapping his lips around her perky nipples through her uniform, "They're so good! Your breasts are the best!"
"Damn, they are…" Issei hissed, his eyes filled with jealousy as he slowly, unconsciously, reached down, and started to rub his hard member through his pants, "President's perfect oppai… he's getting to touch them…"
Rias blushed again at the words, but glanced over and saw the sight of Issei's crotch, and how he was rubbing it with a crazed, jealous look in his eyes. As she did, she calmed down her emotions and decided that she would need to go harder for Issei's sake.
"Touch them all you want, Yuuto," Rias murmured, glancing over at Issei as her eyes locked with his, "These breasts that you've been fantasizing about… the breasts that you masturbate to constantly… They're all yours right now, Yuuto."
"Mppnghh, President," Yuuto moaned into her breasts, his hands groping harder as he sucked hard on Rias' tit, and his cock twitched in his pants. It grew to full size, causing a tent to form as Issei watched in a similarly aroused position.
"Damn it… I do fantasize about the President's perfect oppai all the time… I do masturbate to them constantly…" Issei groaned, unable to resist as his hand fumbled past his waistband and into his crotch area, "So why does Kiba get to feel them… lucky bastard… pretty boy bastard…"
His hand wrapped around his member, and his hand started to stroke up and down as he masturbated to the sight of Kiba hungrily sucking on Rias' breast. Rias reached down, lightly pushing back Kiba's face as she pulled down her shirt, and then her bra, and revealed the large, milky breasts in all their glory. Then, she reached forward, grabbed Kiba's head, and pulled it back into her breast so he could continue to suck on it.
"This is my fault, isn't it?" Rias murmured, reaching down as her hand trailed down Kiba's chest, sending a shiver through his entire body, before it landed on his crotch, "Then, I'll need to take responsibility for my cute servant's pent-up feelings, won't I?"
"P-President…" Kiba moaned into Rias' breast as her hand grabbed his waistband, and then slowly pulled it downward, revealing the outline of his thick member through his underwear. Rias pulled down on the underwear next, letting Kiba's member flop out into the air freely.
"Issei, watch closely," Rias murmured, her voice thick with arousal as her fingers wrapped around Kiba's shaft, stroking it slowly as she kept her eyes locked with Issei's, "This is what you want, isn't it? To see me do this to someone else?"
Issei's breath hitched, his own hand moving frantically over his cock as he stared at Rias' delicate fingers sliding along Kiba's length. The contrast was obscene: her pale skin against the flushed hardness, Kiba's muffled groans vibrating against her nipple as he sucked harder. and the sight of Rias' hand around his cock. He couldn't tear his eyes away. Rias' grip tightened, her strokes becoming faster, more deliberate. She twisted her wrist on the upstroke, her thumb smearing the precum that beaded at Kiba's tip.
"Are you getting close, Yuuto?" she asked, her voice a low purr. "Are you going to cum for me?"
Kiba could only manage a desperate, muffled nod, his face buried in the valley between her breasts, his hips bucking into her fist. His body trembled, a silent plea caught in his throat. Her hand, the one that had guided him, saved him, was now fueled by a different kind of ache. He couldn't look at her, couldn't meet her gaze. Instead, he pressed his face deeper into her soft flesh, the scent of her filling his lungs.
"Look at him, Issei," Rias commanded, her eyes flashing, her other hand tangling in Kiba's hair, holding him to her chest. "He's so desperate for it. Don't stop, Issei. I want you to keep pumping that worthless cock of yours. I want you to cum in your pants while Yuuto gets to feel my breasts around his."
Her words were a brand, searing into Issei's mind.
Worthless. While Kiba…
His hand flew, a frantic blur of motion, the friction almost painful, the pressure in his balls building to an unbearable peak. He was a spectator to his own deepest, most twisted fantasy, and the humiliation was a potent aphrodisiac.
Then, Rias did something that made Issei's world tilt. She pulled her hand away from Kiba's twitching cock and, with a fluid grace that betrayed her own arousal, sank to her knees before him. The wood was hard on her knees, but she ignored the feeling as she positioned herself, her glorious breasts, slick with Kiba's saliva, presented like an offering.
"Stay still, Yuuto," she whispered, looking up at him with an expression that was a firm command. She reached up, cupping the heavy globes and pressing them together, creating a perfect, warm channel of flesh.
Issei's breath caught in his throat. This was it. The holy grail. And it wasn't for him.
Kiba let out a choked gasp as Rias leaned forward, enveloping his length in her cleavage. The soft, warm pressure was overwhelming. He looked down, seeing only the top of Rias's crimson hair and the pale mounds of her breasts swallowing him whole. He thrust instinctively, a helpless, jerky motion.
Issei was losing his mind. He watched, mesmerized, as Kiba's cock disappeared and reappeared between Rias's perfect breasts. He saw the way her nipples dragged against Kiba's skin with every movement, the way she'd occasionally dip her head to flick her tongue against the tip. Every detail was a fresh torment.
"A-Ah, President! I'm… I'm going to…!" Kiba's warning was a strangled cry.
"Do it," Rias breathed against him, her voice thick with encouragement and her own mounting pleasure. "Cum all over my breasts, Yuuto. Cover me."
That was all it took. With a guttural groan, Kiba's body went rigid. His hips jerked one last, powerful thrust, and thick, white ropes of cum erupted from him, painting Rias's chest, her neck, her collarbones. The sight was so obscene, so perfect, it shattered what little control Issei had left.
"Nnngh…President…!" Issei moaned, his own orgasm hitting him like a freight train. He bucked into his own hand, his cock pulsing as he spilled himself into his boxers, the fabric growing hot and damp against his skin. The pleasure was sharp, intense, and laced with a bitter pleasure.
The room fell silent, save for their ragged breathing. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air. Rias stayed on her knees, Kiba's cum slowly dripping down her breasts, a serene, almost triumphant smile on her face as she looked at the panting, spent forms of her two servants.
"It seems it worked, Ise-kun," Rias hummed, and Issei blinked, glancing over at the arm that hadn't been jerking off, and his eyes went wide. He hadn't noticed it, but his Sacred Gear was out, and the gem on it was glowing brightly. Suddenly, he felt an influx of power flow through him, which was stronger than anything he had ever felt before.
"I guess we'll have to do this again sometime then," Rias grinned, and as Issei's cock twitched, rising back to life as it became hard again, he just nodded shakily.
The door had been opened, and in the pursuit of power, Issei was about to experience pleasures greater than he had ever imagined.
Chapter End
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed. There are 5 more chapters posted on Subscribestar.adult/Nappar
This will be an NTR story. I also started writing another femdom-focused novel that I might post soon, but tomorrow The Student Council Inspector will be posted.