Chapter 59: The Princess

A/N: Here's the new Chapter! Which also means the next four chapters are up on my for early access as well as the chance to vote on the direction of the story!

V tries to make Hanako take a stand.

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Assuming Hanako's blush to be some sort of tactic designed to make him lower his guard or act unwise, V ignores it. Instead, he follows up on Alt's previous words about freedom.

"I came here today in good faith to talk about how to best end your brother's schemes. And you ambushed me with the ghost of your father, who even today was pulling at your strings."

Hanako straightens up as her eyes widen ever so slightly. Her mouth opens to speak.

"I-!"

But V cuts her off with a sharp hand gesture.

"Save your breath. Be it apologies or excuses, I don't care. What I want to know… what WE want to know is what you'll do now. Are you finally ready to fight for yourself? Are you finally ready to take charge of your own destiny? Or are you just a broken doll, helpless in the face of your snipped strings?"

Hanako bristles at that and V sees a hint of defiance and anger in her eyes. He's literally just some nobody, a man only a fourth her age, and he dares to talk to her like this. Surely that will be enough to get through to her, right? Surely she'll finally let herself be more than just her family's puppet.

But just as quickly as Hanako bristles angrily… her eyes flicker over to Alt, the incorporeal AI perched on the edge of V's chair.

"… You are Altiera Cunningham."

V is surprised by the quiet yet strong certainty in Hanako Arasaka's voice. There's no questioning tone, no confusion to be had. There's no assumption that Altiera is really just some poser playing at the role either. She looks at this blonde who has appeared out of thin air and admitted to breaking Mikoshi and ruining all of her plans… and she just believes it.

Alt smirks and reaches up, running a hand over V's hair possessively.

"I am."

Hanako's eyes flicker back to V for a moment, her breath coming out unevenly.

"Then the Relic… I don't understand how this is possible."

V just shakes his head.

"It's not for you to understand, Hanako Arasaka. The Relic is gone. Mikoshi is gone. Your father is gone. And your brother seeks to destroy the rest of it. So my question to you is… what are you going to do now?"

He means it as a challenge. V is confident that he gets that across in his tone. He wants Hanako to take charge, to step up to the plate and for once in her miserable life, accept ownership of something.

V waits with bated breath, only for Hanako to finally shift. She rises from her chair and steps away from it. This in and of itself is sending a message, given that Hanako's chair was tricked out with all sorts of defensive gadgets and technology. Of course, she'd already found out previously that those were all disabled. Even still…

Hanako steps forward… and kneels down. V watches on as she then takes it a step further, tipping her upper half forward and placing her forehead against the floor of the sealed compartment. His eyes narrow as Hanako Arasaka prostrates herself before him, her back arched, her shapely ass well defined by her tight dress, and her hands pressed to the ground on either side of her head.

"I surrender. You have won and I shall submit to your authority."

… What? No, seriously… what?! V looks to Alt for answers, only to see the blonde peering down at the prostrating Japanese woman curiously. What the hell was this? Hanako had to be playing some kind of scheme… right?

V was a very good liar. And part of being a very good liar was knowing when he was being lied to. Except here and now, with Hanako Arasaka… V doesn't detect a single ounce of deceit. So in the end, he has to turn to Alt, his mind reaching out to the AI hoping for answers.

But Alt… shakes her head.

She's not an engram V, so I can't exactly jack in and connect to her thoughts like you and I connect. I don't know what the hell she's thinking right now and she's very, very good at not giving anything away via body language.

His only outward reaction is a thinning of his lips, even as Hanako remains where she is, silent and still… waiting.

Maybe if she were the age of her physical appearance, he could believe it. Hanako Arasaka in her twenties or even her thirties was likely her father's perfect, subservient doll in every possible way that mattered. But this was Hanako several decades later and three times older.

Then again… perhaps this was her way of fighting back? Defiance through submission sounded like the sort of tactic that the Princess of Arasaka would have learned over the decades she was forced to live under her father's thumb. However, just as V finds himself liking the idea…

I wouldn't be so sure, V. Hanako Arasaka is a smart woman. Not only does she recognize that we've ruined her plans for the evening and have her dead to rights, I imagine she's put two and two together and realizes I was the one behind the 'attack' on Michiko as well. Meaning that we've already proven we can get to the heart of Arasaka Tower… and that nowhere is safe for her both in the short term AND the long term. Her submission might truly be genuine.

Oh? Hanako truly was a formidable opponent, to have him and Alt not agreeing on something. Because frankly, he just didn't see it. Or maybe he didn't want to see it… but no. No, he didn't think Hanako was that weak. She wasn't some paper tiger, to fold this easily. Surely she had to be working some sort of angle still, right?

Heh. Then perhaps a wager between us.

Oh?

Let's play along with the Arasaka Princess for now. In time, we'll find out if she's just trying to play us, or if her surrender is real.

And what would the terms be? What would either of them get when one of them inevitably won?

Mm… we can cross that road when we get there. I trust you V, don't you trust me?

V holds back the urge to snort derisively, even as he signals that yes, he does in fact trust Alt with his life. Of course, that still leaves them with a beautiful Japanese woman kowtowing before them on the floor of her own parade float's sealed compartment. The wager was all well and good, but what the hell were they supposed to do with Hanako and her perfectly sculpted prostrating ass right this moment?

Suddenly, the room jerks for a second and the movement, which V had barely been able to feel through the armored plating, comes to a halt. Hanako's head twitches at this, but she doesn't lift it up, even as Alt giggles suddenly.

"Oops~ It looks like there's been an accident with one of the other parade floats up ahead. It'll be a bit before we start moving again, and even then, we might move very slowly indeed towards the 'finish line' of this encounter. Not to worry though Princess, I've taken the liberty of sending a message to your subordinates for you. They know that you're just fine and do not wish to be disturbed~"

A dominance play and a test wrapped up in one. V watches as Hanako lifts her head at long last to more easily listen to Alt's words. He watches carefully for any sign of deception or hidden defiance in the woman's eyes. Unfortunately, he doesn't find any.

If anything, he sees acceptance in Hanako's gaze as the Princess of Arasaka acknowledges that Alt has almost certainly faked her voice and profile to send that message. Meaning that Hanako's subordinates, even her precious Sandayu Oda, were none the wiser.

"… Thank you, Alt-sama."

V twitches, but Alt just grins wickedly.

"Since we have all this free time… if you really want to surrender to V, you can do so properly now. As a Princess should to placate the conquering Warlord, no?"

Hanako doesn't so much as flinch. In fact, she blushes like she did back when Alt first announced that they'd destroyed Saburo Arasaka's engram and shut down Mikoshi. She blushes like she's almost… excited by the prospect.

"… Of course."

Her tone is relatively demure though, even as she shuffles forward the rest of the distance between the two of them. V just watches in silence as golden fingers deftly dance over his belt and Johnny Silverhand's pants, before finally wrapping around his cock moments later and pulling it free of its confines.

He makes sure not to give her much of a reaction, even as she gazes up at him with a flushed face while stroking him off with both of her hands. The gold of her digits glitters in the artificial lighting of the sealed compartment while she works his shaft over.

Until finally, Hanako leans forward, opening up dark red lips and taking him past them and into her mouth. Arguably one of the most powerful women in the world dives down his cock like she was made for this, sucking him dutifully and diligently right off the bat. No hesitation, no feigned inexperience, no delay. Just an enthusiasm to please right away, from moment one.

V isn't sure if that makes Alt's theory more or less likely, but it definitely doesn't help his side of the debate. If Hanako had acted a bit more like the sheltered Princess her appearance suggested, he would have immediately questioned her authenticity.

But no, this is her true self… or as close to it as V can imagine anyways. She descends down his cock again and again, bobbing up and down with an experience that would likely put most Joytoys to shame, let alone women of her standing and stature.

Then again, she is eighty years old. There's no doubt in V's mind that Hanako has participated in certain indiscretions over the course of such a long period of time. Less than her brother perhaps, and certainly more subtly than Yorinobu had ever been, but they had to have happened from time to time. And now those indiscretions were paying dividends as her technique forces V to clamp down hard on his instinctive reactions.

He wants to toss his head back and groan. He wants to place a hand atop her head and push her down faster. He wants to thrust up into her mouth and down the back of her throat as she slides her dark red lips along his shaft.

But each and every one of those things would be an admission of just how good Hanako is making him feel with her mouth and tongue right now. And V isn't willing to give her that. Not at this moment, not with his and Alt's wager between them and V trying his damnedest to make Hanako break or reveal even just a hint of her 'true thoughts'.

Of course, his silent stare doesn't have quite the effect he wants it to have. If anything, Hanako's increasing desperation as she begins to deep throat his member only makes it look more and more like Alt might be right.

"Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!"

That would be disappointing, V can't help thinking, which in turn fuels his ability to refrain from reacting for a while longer.

In response, Hanako, still leaned forward with his cock between her spread, dark red lips, reaches down and runs golden fingers along her sleek, white dress. A moment later and the garment falls away, exposing her bra, which is also pulled down by the Princess' hands.

Her breasts bounce free and Hanako wastes no time, leaning up and sliding her lips back along his cock all the way till she has just the tip of his dick in her mouth. From there, she wraps her tits around the rest of his shaft, the warm pillowy surfaces of her breasts squishing against his rock hard flesh.

She's certainly well endowed, though V is well aware that her breasts are artificial in nature. That doesn't change how pleasurable they feel, or how good she is at making use of them, however. Indeed, V almost wonders if Hanako might have some sort of fetish for this kind of thing… because she certainly knows how to play the role of a submissive, dutiful woman to the hilt.

In the end, he can't hold back forever. Finally, letting out a sigh, V reaches out and places a hand atop Hanako's head, carding fingers through her hair and pushing her further down his cock. She chokes a little bit, gagging on his length… and then he cums, right then and there.

Hanako's eyes flick up to meet his again and remain locked with his gaze as she proceeds to swallow every last drop without spilling even a little bit. She gulps and gulps, her throat convulsing as she drinks his load right there on the spot.

Meanwhile, Alt has been watching this entire time. Only near the end does she interject and even then, she does so silently into V's mind so that Hanako can't hear.

Should I prolong the parade shutdown a bit longer so you can give this little Princess the plowing she deserves? Or do you want to leave things here and give her something to, mm, look forward to the next time we meet with her?

V lets out a shuddering breath as he considers that question. Then… he makes his choice.

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