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It looks like C.C. from Code Geass has been bound up in a variant of the standard Brittanian straitjacket she normally wears. She might be stuck like this for a while, but as an immortal, it's not like time matters much to her anymore. Maybe one day, she'll be freed? If she doesn't, well, it looks like she'll be having lots of fun at least.

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If you want to read the story this goes along with, click here: Buried At C.C.
In the year 2017, The Black Rebellion was launched against the mighty Britannian Empire. Lelouch Lamperouge, a former prince of Britannia hiding his identity as the revolutionary Zero, waged war against the vast empire controlled by his father as leader of the Black Knights, a group dedicated to freeing Area 11, the country once known as Japan, from Britannia’s control. With the aid of the immortal witch C.C. and the supernatural power of Geass she granted him, the Black Rebellion achieved victory after victory and enacted change in Area 11.But now the rebellion is over. During an attempt to take over Tokyo, brought on by the massacre of Japanese citizens by the Britannian Army, Zero suddenly disappeared from the battlefield, leaving control of the Black Knights to inexperienced leaders. The Britannian Army was able to fight back and regain the ground it had lost. Now, the Black Knights are in disarray, wanted as traitors and without a leader, they attempt to flee Area 11 to the sympathetic Chinese Federation.-----C.C. followed Kallen down a metal hallway. It had been almost a week since the failure of the Black Rebellion and her sacrifice to save Lelouch. She had pulled another Knightmare Frame down with her beneath the ocean waves to protect the young man. The pressure had crushed the mech she had been in, before crushing her completely too. She had felt every moment as the pieces of her body slowly pulled themselves together.Dying was painful. It was a lesson that she had been taught many times over the years. Her immortality was more of a curse than a blessing. Some methods were more painful than others, but death was not an experience she enjoyed, despite the fact that she always returned. She tried to avoid death whenever she could, but she had grown used to pain.Now, having returned to her former appearance, she and the rest of the Black Knights were making preparations for their escape from Area 11. They remained underground and out of sight to avoid detection from the Britannian Empire and were preparing a ship to sneak out of their waters under the cover of night.Her fellow rebel, the pilot Kallen Stadtfeld, had interrupted her during her preparations and asked her to come with her so they could discuss something in private. C.C. guessed that the topic was Lelouch as Kallen had gone out to save Zero, but had returned empty handed and seemed broken mentally.“Kallen, where are we headed?” C.C. asked her ally. “This place seems like it would be private enough.”They had spent a long time travelling through the dark tunnels below the city, turning down multiple corners.“No, sorry, it’s too risky. We don’t know who might be listening in there and… this isn’t something I want the rest of the Black Knights to know about,” Kallen replied. “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.”Kallen eventually led them to a door and opened it to reveal a darkened room behind, lit only by a single light near what C.C. guessed was the centre. It looked like a large room, as the light was far away.“This is it,” she stated and walked into the room, beckoning C.C. to follow her. Her voice echoed around the room, another indication of its large size.Kallen made her way towards the centre. C.C. followed her inside, but hesitantly. She trusted Kallen as an ally, but there was something about this situation that did not feel right to her. The green-haired witch followed Kallen all the way to the dim light, where they both stopped to talk.“What did you want to speak to me about, Kallen?” C.C. asked. “Is this about Zero?”“Yeah… sort of,” she spoke slowly. “Listen, I followed Zero all the way to that island. And when I…”“Yes?” C.C. prodded.“Did you know? Who he really was? You knew this whole time, didn’t you?” Kallen asked.“Of course I did,” C.C. reluctantly nodded her head.“Okay… I just wanted to know,” Kallen told her nervously. “And I… I’m sorry about this.”“About what?”Suddenly, bright lights turned on in the darkness all around her, blinding her. Her eyes quickly adjusted to find herself surrounded by Knightmare Frames with all their guns pointed at her. All the mechs wore the symbol of the Britannian Army.Her thoughts turned to thinking up a plan of escape for both her and Kallen. There was a chance they did not know of her immortality, so she could draw the mechs fire while Kallen escaped. However, she stopped thinking of escape when she turned to the red-haired pilot and noticed that she was looking at the ground in shame, and understood the meaning of Kallen’s earlier words.C.C. had suffered heartbreak and pain over her long life, but the betrayal still hurt. It was apparent that it hurt Kallen too, as she could not look into her eyes.“Thank you, Kallen,” a familiar voice said. “The Knights of the Round and Britannia itself are thankful for your help.”It was the voice of Suzaku Kururugi, a pilot for the Britannian Empire who had foiled the plans of the Black Knights on more than one occasion. He was a contradiction to C.C. and difficult to judge, as he was both an enemy to Zero and a friend to Lelouch. He was wearing the clothes of a Knight of the Round, so C.C. guessed that he knew the identity of his enemy and could no longer be counted on to help Lelouch.“Shut up,” Kallen told him, still not able to meet her eyes. “Just get it over with.”Suzaku approached her and C.C. stepped back, even though the effort was useless. With all the mechs guns pointed at her, there was not a single thing she could do. If he had met with the Emperor, then Suzaku knew of her immortality so she could not use that as an advantage. She was trapped and there was no way out.“Why, Kallen?” she asked the red-haired pilot. She had trusted Kallen, and could not understand why she would betray the Black Knights in this way.“I’m sorry, but we lost. Lelouch was captured and I wouldn’t lift a finger to help him after everything he did, but now they’re targeting people I care about,” she explained. “They’ve threatened the families of Black Knights with death, including my parents. So I made a deal with them. They asked for you in exchange for sparing the lives of our families and allowing us to leave Britannia in peace. As leader of the Black Knights, if I have to sacrifice one life for all of them, I will do it.”C.C. grew fearful. “Please, Kallen, you don’t understand!” she exclaimed as she lost her stoic demeanor. “You have no idea what you’re doing!”“That may be true,” she conceded. “But it’s too late now.”Suzaku put a hand on Kallen’s shoulder, a gesture of comfort that she rebuffed. He looked at C.C. and pulled out a gun that he pointed at the immortal girl.“The Emperor has asked to see you personally,” he explained. “He told me all about your special powers, so we can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's your choice.”C.C. glanced at the door far away, realizing that she had little chance of reaching it. She slowly raised her arms in a gesture of submission, allowing Suzaku to approach her.When he was within her reach, C.C. took her chance and attempted to grab at his gun, but Suzaku had expected it. He was too quick for her and pulled the trigger, shooting her in the head.Blood ran down her face from the bullet hole before C.C. crumpled to the ground lifeless. Kallen had opened her mouth in shock, before she started yelling at Suzaku before he ordered the Britannian soldiers to secure her body.She would eventually come back, after all.-----When C.C. returned to life, the first thing she heard was the sound of wheels rolling across a floor. She opened her eyes to find herself being taken through a dark room she did not recognize. She could see large columns at her sides every few feet. She attempted to move, but found her arms pulled tight against her chest.“So you’ve finally returned, huh?” Suzaku’s voice echoed behind her, indicating that he was pushing the gurney. “Good, just in time.”“Mmmppphhh…” she tried to answer, before noticing that her speech was muffled and unintelligible.Still breaking out of the haze of death, she looked down and examined herself. She had been contained in a full-body straightjacket that was like the one she was placed in when she was Britannia’s test subject, only the sleeves had now been pulled behind her instead of being connected out front. The white cloth hugged her figure, accentuating her breasts and her shapely butt. A strap around her feet forced her legs tightly together. Several more straps attached her tight to a metal gurney that was being rolled along, one beneath her knee, one over her thighs, one over her waist, one over her chest.“MMMPPPPPHHHHHHHH!” she yelled out, now very aware of her predicament. The jacket’s collar had been wrapped tight around her face, forcing the gag on the collar’s inside into her mouth. She tried to struggle and break free from her bonds, but the effort only made her short of breath, so she stopped and waited to be taken to wherever she was being taken.They reached a throne in front of which stood a large man with gray hair, Charles Zi Britannia, 98th Emperor of The Holy Britannian Empire. At his side stood what looked to be a young boy named V.V. who C.C. knew to be actually just as old as the man he stood beside, immortal and unaging just as she was.“Your highness,” Suzaku bowed. “As you requested, I have found and eliminated the last of Zero’s allies. The Black Knights are no more.”C.C. was shocked into silence and could not even struggle at the news. She had expected Suzaku to betray the Black Knights in some way, but not to completely wipe them out. She had seen Suzaku work with Lelouch and did not think he was capable of such cruelty. With the Black Knights gone, Zero’s rebellion was no more.“I have also captured the immortal witch C.C. as you requested,” Suzaku told him. “She will not be able to help the enemies of Britannia any more.”“Good,” the Emperor stated. “With Schneizel taking care of Europia United and Lelouch dealt with, there are very few enemies left to stand against our empire. I thank you, Knight of Seven, for everything you have accomplished.”The knowledge that they had captured Lelouch made C.C. despair. She had put her trust in that boy and gave him power, hoping he would be able to overthrow the Emperor. If he had been eliminated, then there was no hope for her.The Emperor turned to her and she shied away from his gaze. If the Black Knights and Lelouch were both gone, there was no telling what he had in store for her.“It has been a very long time since we last saw each other,” he remarked. “You have been a thorn in my side for many years, trying to undo everything I wish to accomplish. It pains me, especially with how you once aided me. Perhaps we can once again join together?”C.C. shivered in her restraints as Charles motioned Suzaku to loosen her collar and remove her gag. He did so, finally allowing the immortal girl to speak.“I will never help a man like you,” she spat out. “I will always try to stop you. There’s nothing you can do to change that.”“Oh really?” he wondered. “Are you sure?”“I am. I will not allow your selfishness to change the world. I will spend every moment I have to make sure that will not happen.”“How unfortunate,” Charles remarked. “Since you refuse to stop your futile efforts against me, I have to take extreme measures in order to prevent you from being a threat.”“Wait!” she exclaimed. “What do you me-MMNNNNPPPGGGHHHH”She thrashed and yelled in her straightjacket as Suzaku tightened her collar back up, once again gagging her.“To stop you from ever being a threat to me again, you will be locked away for the rest of your life. And considering you are an immortal, that means…”He let C.C. complete the rest of the sentence. She was an immortal, which meant she was to be imprisoned for the rest of eternity. Her eyes grew wide at the thought of being trapped forever. She pulled harder but could not break her bonds. She struggled and screamed, desperate to avoid her permanent fate. The three individuals watching her seemed to gain mostly amusement from her actions and Charles chuckled.“Now, it is time to prepare you for your final rest. You really should have accepted my offer,” he spoke. “Suzaku, you may begin sealing away this witch.”The young boy handed Suzaku a syringe as C.C. watched in horror. She kept struggling, kept fighting against the tight hug of her straightjacket, but the material held strong and the straps held tight. Tears began travelling down her face as he approached her with the mysterious syringe. C.C. tried to pull herself away from him, letting our muffled screams as she did, but her efforts did not prevent him from pushing the needle into her neck and injecting its contents into her. After the injection was finished and Suzaku removed the needle from her neck, C.C. stopped, in shock and bracing for the effects of whatever substance she had just been injected with.“The drug you were just injected with was developed by V.V. and the rest of the Geass Order,” Charles explained. “It removes the ability for you to sleep, so you will never get the chance to rest ever again. You will be denied it for eternity. Its effects will never wear off, they are designed to last for as long as the host lives. And the drug has some… interesting side effects.”C.C. was confused and wondered what the Emperor was speaking about, when suddenly, her entire body suddenly felt like it was on fire. The touch of the fabric making up her straightjacket against her skin drove her insane. It was almost too much for her mind to process, every single sensation she had was amplified. Nothing she had ever felt before could compare to the waves of stimulation that were running through her right now. Her breathing quickened inside her suit and sweat began running down from her brow. She slumped forward, her knees buckling, and would have fallen to the ground if it were not for the straps securing her to the gurney. It was as though her legs and the rest of her body melted into her bondage.He stepped from his throne to her and gripped her chin with a large hand, pulling it up to look at him.“I believe you are feeling them now,” Charles continued. “The drug also functions as an incredibly potent aphrodisiac. You must be feeling so overwhelmed now, aren’t you?”C.C. reluctantly nodded, not having the willpower to resist and lie about her feelings. Her senses were overwhelmed and she did not know how to deal with it or what to think of it. It felt so good. She pulled at her straightjacket, loving the feeling of the fabric rubbing across her as she struggled. There was a part of her mind that was horrified by her actions, enjoying what was happening to her.“In exchange for the help you once provided me, I will offer you a small mercy,” he told her, pulling out a small remote. “It is a feature built directly into your suit. I hope you enjoy it.”He pressed a button on the remote and activated the technology in her full-body straightjacket. Portions of the suit that were pressed tightly against her breasts and nether regions began vibrating. Combined with how sensitive those regions were because of the aphrodisiac, C.C. found it even harder to resist the vibrations and the pleasure they brought to her.She tried to resist the unwanted pleasure, but it felt so good to her. As she struggled inside her straightjacket, thrashing around despite the futility of her actions. She only fought to feel the material pull tightly against her skin, making her feel even more horny. She moaned into her gag, loud and sensual moans that all those who were present could hear. They all watched the pathetic immortal witch as she desperately fought against her bondage. She jerked her head violently from side to side as the assault on her senses brought her closer to the edge.At last, the waves of pleasure rolling through her finally pushed her over the edge and she screamed into her gag at the sheer intensity of her climax. Beads of sweat rolled down her face and dripped onto the straightjacket as she came down from her climax. It had taken all her energy, and she hung there supported by the straps as the vibrations from the suit continued.With the assault on her senses feeling less intense, she looked around and realized that she had just climaxed in front of all her enemies. She had been so completely defeated that she was now simply a prisoner about to be locked away forever and without even her body and pleasure under her control. C.C. began crying, having not experienced such hopelessness in her existence before. Her sobs turned to crying moans as her vibrating suit quickly brought her to another orgasm.“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed.Her breathing was haggard and heavy and her body covered in sweat that was quickly soaked up by her suit as Charles pressed a button to turn the suit off. Coming down from two incredibly powerful orgasms had exhausted the witch and she had lost all willingness and energy to fight or even move.Charles snapped his fingers and two royal guards entered carrying a black bundle in their hands. C.C. saw the item the guards were carrying and in between her heavy breathes protested with weak mumbles and shouts.“You may have enjoyed that, witch, but it is now time to make sure you will never be able to escape your confinement,” he explained. “The material of your suit is very long lasting and will never decay. In fact, it even has the ability to repair itself, so not even time will be able to undo your bondage. This next part might cause you some discomfort, but understand that it will only get worse.”One of the guards undid the straps attaching her to the gurney and the other prepared the item that had been brought in. C.C. was so exhausted that she was unable to stand and fell forward into the guard’s arms. He held her straight and allowed her to see the bondage item that had been brought in. It was a black leather sleepsack with multiple straps to secure her inside. C.C. tried to struggle but no longer had the energy to, so her sad efforts were not able to keep her from being lifted up and placed into the eagerly waiting open sleepsack.Once she was inside, the guards pulled a zipper up from near the bottom of the sack by her ankles up to a little below her neck, not all the way to the top of the sack. The zipper was designed to work in only one direction, so it did not matter that they had not completely sealed her in yet, there was no way for her to escape. The heavy leather hugged her form incredibly tight. The sleepsack seemed to be made to her exact measurements. She tried futilely struggling some more, but the tough leather restricted her.“Mmmhhhh…. Mmm….,” she exhaustedly sobbed, before the guards pulled one of the straps tight and she cried out in discomfort.There were seven straps on the sleepsack, one around the ankles, one below the knees, another above the knees, one on the upper thighs, one above her waist, one below her breasts and the final one above her breasts. They pulled each one of them tight, causing the immortal to pathetically yelp and cry out.She was lifted back up and placed on the gurney for support. As a single strap was tightened to keep her secure, a few more guards approached, wheeling in a large sarcophagus. It was modeled after those used by the Egyptian Pharaohs, but was made of metal and on the front was an outline of the body of a girl. They took off the lid, allowing her to see the padded interior. She was shocked into silence by the realization that she would be placed inside the sarcophagus. She trembled in fear but was otherwise frozen in terror.“I see you understand what will happen next,” Charles stated. “You will be trapped inside that sarcophagus forever.”Tears flowed down from her eyes. She was unable to speak or even sob. Her tears were the only indication of the terror she felt.“The toys inside your suit will give you some entertainment during your endless imprisonment,” he explained. “The batteries are recharged by small amounts of heat, so as long as you are alive, they will last forever. But they will also turn off and give you long periods of time alone and isolated to think about your mistakes. You probably regret not joining with me now, but you will learn to regret it even more in the future.”C.C. started screaming and thrashing about in her bondage, now desperately trying to make an escape. She cried and begged and struggled but her chance of escape had been taken from her long before she had been placed inside her straightjacket. Her final desperate struggle accomplished nothing though, and Charles simply laughed at her effort.“I think we have heard enough from you know, and you have heard enough from us,” he stated. “Enjoy your isolation.”Suzaku approached her and placed two small capsules inside both her ears. They quickly expanded, completely filling up the inside of her ear and cutting off all sound. They were the perfect earplugs. He then pulled out a leather hood that matched the colour of the sleepsack and held it up in front of her. C.C. got a good look at it and saw that there were no eyeholes. He pulled it over her head as C.C. let out a final scream that she only heard because of bone conduction.After the hood was tight over her head, Suzaku pulled the sleepsack’s zipper all the way up. The top of the sack went over the bottom of the hood, making sure it would never become loose. At the top of the sleepsack, the zipper detached, making sure it could never be opened back up.C.C. still attempted to struggle with her senses taken from her and under two layers of incredibly tight and secure bondage, but she was bound up so tightly that even Suzaku could barely see her body shaking. She tried screaming some more, but now they came out as barely audible grunts.Suzaku undid the strap keeping her attached to the gurney and lifted her up with both arms, holding her body in a bridal style carry as he walked her over to the waiting sarcophagus. He placed her inside, only barely able to feel her furious struggles. It was a tight fit, as the sarcophagus was tightly packed with padding, so tight that Suzaku had to push her down to fit her inside.As she was pushed into the padding, C.C. felt her ability to move being taken away. She was essentially immobile, barely able to move a single centimeter before one of her many layers of bondage would restrict her. She struggled and screamed more as she lay there almost completely immobilized, but it accomplished nothing as she could do nothing.The padding held her tight as the soldiers lifted the lid of the sarcophagus up and put it back into place, hiding C.C. from sight forever. The guards activated the special locking mechanism and the two halves of the sarcophagus fused together, sealing C.C. inside for eternity. Her final moments had passed and her demise was now complete.After C.C. was sealed away, Charles used his Geass to erase the memories of all the guards involved with binding her while V.V. had her sarcophagus brought back with him to the home of the Geass Order, located deep underground. The sarcophagus was placed in the middle of a giant metal cylinder filled with a thick and heavy liquid that would absorb shocks and tremors, making sure that not even an earthquake would be able to free the poor immortal witch. The cylinder was then brought to a cave connected to the home base of the order that ran very deep and that almost nobody knew about and was almost impossible to find. It was lowered into a deep hole that was then filled with a super-concrete that was almost impossible to damage.There was no one interested in freeing her, and even if there was, it would be almost impossible to do so, meaning that C.C. was doomed to remain in her hole for the rest of time.-----Inside the sarcophagus, C.C. realized that there was no hope for her anymore. She had been completely locked away, doomed to spend an eternity bound and trapped in a sarcophagus. She was completely isolated. Her senses of hearing, taste, smell, sight, and touch had been taken away from her. She could see nothing, hear nothing, taste anything but her gag, smell anything other than the leather of her hood or feel anything other than her incredibly tight bondage pressing against her. There was no indication of how long she had spent inside there. Time was completely frozen to her. Hours may have passed? Or days? Or months? Or years?Not that it mattered to her. There was no end of her imprisonment to be counting down to. It would last forever, and not even death would be able to free her from her bondage. And since she was unable to sleep, she could not even find a temporary escape. She would have to experience every single second of her bondage. She cried, wishing she had the ability to die and wishing that she would find freedom from this hell.After an indeterminate amount of time, the vibrators in her suit turned back on. The drug making her body sensitive and needy, she was quickly brought to another orgasm, sending powerful waves of pleasure through her body and covering her with sweat. It felt so good. Unable to even fight back against the vibrators, she was completely at their mercy. They did not turn off after her powerful climax and continued to push her towards another. She came again.And again.And again.And again.-----They continued for a very long time, stopping long after she wanted them to. She begged for release from her release. C.C. had climaxed so many times that she could barely breathe and sweat was pouring from her face. She was utterly exhausted, despite being an immortal. The orgasms simply would not stop. They went on for so long that she became okay with the idea that this would continue forever and she would spend the rest of eternity coming non-stop. Eventually, they were turned off and she was left to her isolation.At first, she was grateful for the reprieve from her endless climaxes and for time to relax, but the isolation quickly got to her. She felt nothing and was unable to feel anything and she began to scream to no one simply to break the silence. The fabric of her bondage against her skin acted as the ultimate tease that only tormented her by never giving her the pleasure she desired, no matter how hard she struggled. She was tortured by the memories of the people she knew and who were likely long dead now and cried for no one to hear. The memories would eventually fade with time, but the pain she felt would never leave. She eventually began begging for the vibrators to turn back on to give her some entertainment, but her pure isolation only continued. It was only some time after she had grown used to the isolation and accepted that she would never be able to climax again that they turned back on, continuing the endless cycle.

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Description
It looks like C.C. from Code Geass has been bound up in a variant of the standard Brittanian straitjacket she normally wears. She might be stuck like this for a while, but as an immortal, it's not like time matters much to her anymore. Maybe one day, she'll be freed? If she doesn't, well, it looks like she'll be having lots of fun at least.

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If you want to read the story this goes along with, click here: Buried At C.C.
In the year 2017, The Black Rebellion was launched against the mighty Britannian Empire. Lelouch Lamperouge, a former prince of Britannia hiding his identity as the revolutionary Zero, waged war against the vast empire controlled by his father as leader of the Black Knights, a group dedicated to freeing Area 11, the country once known as Japan, from Britannia’s control. With the aid of the immortal witch C.C. and the supernatural power of Geass she granted him, the Black Rebellion achieved victory after victory and enacted change in Area 11.But now the rebellion is over. During an attempt to take over Tokyo, brought on by the massacre of Japanese citizens by the Britannian Army, Zero suddenly disappeared from the battlefield, leaving control of the Black Knights to inexperienced leaders. The Britannian Army was able to fight back and regain the ground it had lost. Now, the Black Knights are in disarray, wanted as traitors and without a leader, they attempt to flee Area 11 to the sympathetic Chinese Federation.-----C.C. followed Kallen down a metal hallway. It had been almost a week since the failure of the Black Rebellion and her sacrifice to save Lelouch. She had pulled another Knightmare Frame down with her beneath the ocean waves to protect the young man. The pressure had crushed the mech she had been in, before crushing her completely too. She had felt every moment as the pieces of her body slowly pulled themselves together.Dying was painful. It was a lesson that she had been taught many times over the years. Her immortality was more of a curse than a blessing. Some methods were more painful than others, but death was not an experience she enjoyed, despite the fact that she always returned. She tried to avoid death whenever she could, but she had grown used to pain.Now, having returned to her former appearance, she and the rest of the Black Knights were making preparations for their escape from Area 11. They remained underground and out of sight to avoid detection from the Britannian Empire and were preparing a ship to sneak out of their waters under the cover of night.Her fellow rebel, the pilot Kallen Stadtfeld, had interrupted her during her preparations and asked her to come with her so they could discuss something in private. C.C. guessed that the topic was Lelouch as Kallen had gone out to save Zero, but had returned empty handed and seemed broken mentally.“Kallen, where are we headed?” C.C. asked her ally. “This place seems like it would be private enough.”They had spent a long time travelling through the dark tunnels below the city, turning down multiple corners.“No, sorry, it’s too risky. We don’t know who might be listening in there and… this isn’t something I want the rest of the Black Knights to know about,” Kallen replied. “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.”Kallen eventually led them to a door and opened it to reveal a darkened room behind, lit only by a single light near what C.C. guessed was the centre. It looked like a large room, as the light was far away.“This is it,” she stated and walked into the room, beckoning C.C. to follow her. Her voice echoed around the room, another indication of its large size.Kallen made her way towards the centre. C.C. followed her inside, but hesitantly. She trusted Kallen as an ally, but there was something about this situation that did not feel right to her. The green-haired witch followed Kallen all the way to the dim light, where they both stopped to talk.“What did you want to speak to me about, Kallen?” C.C. asked. “Is this about Zero?”“Yeah… sort of,” she spoke slowly. “Listen, I followed Zero all the way to that island. And when I…”“Yes?” C.C. prodded.“Did you know? Who he really was? You knew this whole time, didn’t you?” Kallen asked.“Of course I did,” C.C. reluctantly nodded her head.“Okay… I just wanted to know,” Kallen told her nervously. “And I… I’m sorry about this.”“About what?”Suddenly, bright lights turned on in the darkness all around her, blinding her. Her eyes quickly adjusted to find herself surrounded by Knightmare Frames with all their guns pointed at her. All the mechs wore the symbol of the Britannian Army.Her thoughts turned to thinking up a plan of escape for both her and Kallen. There was a chance they did not know of her immortality, so she could draw the mechs fire while Kallen escaped. However, she stopped thinking of escape when she turned to the red-haired pilot and noticed that she was looking at the ground in shame, and understood the meaning of Kallen’s earlier words.C.C. had suffered heartbreak and pain over her long life, but the betrayal still hurt. It was apparent that it hurt Kallen too, as she could not look into her eyes.“Thank you, Kallen,” a familiar voice said. “The Knights of the Round and Britannia itself are thankful for your help.”It was the voice of Suzaku Kururugi, a pilot for the Britannian Empire who had foiled the plans of the Black Knights on more than one occasion. He was a contradiction to C.C. and difficult to judge, as he was both an enemy to Zero and a friend to Lelouch. He was wearing the clothes of a Knight of the Round, so C.C. guessed that he knew the identity of his enemy and could no longer be counted on to help Lelouch.“Shut up,” Kallen told him, still not able to meet her eyes. “Just get it over with.”Suzaku approached her and C.C. stepped back, even though the effort was useless. With all the mechs guns pointed at her, there was not a single thing she could do. If he had met with the Emperor, then Suzaku knew of her immortality so she could not use that as an advantage. She was trapped and there was no way out.“Why, Kallen?” she asked the red-haired pilot. She had trusted Kallen, and could not understand why she would betray the Black Knights in this way.“I’m sorry, but we lost. Lelouch was captured and I wouldn’t lift a finger to help him after everything he did, but now they’re targeting people I care about,” she explained. “They’ve threatened the families of Black Knights with death, including my parents. So I made a deal with them. They asked for you in exchange for sparing the lives of our families and allowing us to leave Britannia in peace. As leader of the Black Knights, if I have to sacrifice one life for all of them, I will do it.”C.C. grew fearful. “Please, Kallen, you don’t understand!” she exclaimed as she lost her stoic demeanor. “You have no idea what you’re doing!”“That may be true,” she conceded. “But it’s too late now.”Suzaku put a hand on Kallen’s shoulder, a gesture of comfort that she rebuffed. He looked at C.C. and pulled out a gun that he pointed at the immortal girl.“The Emperor has asked to see you personally,” he explained. “He told me all about your special powers, so we can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's your choice.”C.C. glanced at the door far away, realizing that she had little chance of reaching it. She slowly raised her arms in a gesture of submission, allowing Suzaku to approach her.When he was within her reach, C.C. took her chance and attempted to grab at his gun, but Suzaku had expected it. He was too quick for her and pulled the trigger, shooting her in the head.Blood ran down her face from the bullet hole before C.C. crumpled to the ground lifeless. Kallen had opened her mouth in shock, before she started yelling at Suzaku before he ordered the Britannian soldiers to secure her body.She would eventually come back, after all.-----When C.C. returned to life, the first thing she heard was the sound of wheels rolling across a floor. She opened her eyes to find herself being taken through a dark room she did not recognize. She could see large columns at her sides every few feet. She attempted to move, but found her arms pulled tight against her chest.“So you’ve finally returned, huh?” Suzaku’s voice echoed behind her, indicating that he was pushing the gurney. “Good, just in time.”“Mmmppphhh…” she tried to answer, before noticing that her speech was muffled and unintelligible.Still breaking out of the haze of death, she looked down and examined herself. She had been contained in a full-body straightjacket that was like the one she was placed in when she was Britannia’s test subject, only the sleeves had now been pulled behind her instead of being connected out front. The white cloth hugged her figure, accentuating her breasts and her shapely butt. A strap around her feet forced her legs tightly together. Several more straps attached her tight to a metal gurney that was being rolled along, one beneath her knee, one over her thighs, one over her waist, one over her chest.“MMMPPPPPHHHHHHHH!” she yelled out, now very aware of her predicament. The jacket’s collar had been wrapped tight around her face, forcing the gag on the collar’s inside into her mouth. She tried to struggle and break free from her bonds, but the effort only made her short of breath, so she stopped and waited to be taken to wherever she was being taken.They reached a throne in front of which stood a large man with gray hair, Charles Zi Britannia, 98th Emperor of The Holy Britannian Empire. At his side stood what looked to be a young boy named V.V. who C.C. knew to be actually just as old as the man he stood beside, immortal and unaging just as she was.“Your highness,” Suzaku bowed. “As you requested, I have found and eliminated the last of Zero’s allies. The Black Knights are no more.”C.C. was shocked into silence and could not even struggle at the news. She had expected Suzaku to betray the Black Knights in some way, but not to completely wipe them out. She had seen Suzaku work with Lelouch and did not think he was capable of such cruelty. With the Black Knights gone, Zero’s rebellion was no more.“I have also captured the immortal witch C.C. as you requested,” Suzaku told him. “She will not be able to help the enemies of Britannia any more.”“Good,” the Emperor stated. “With Schneizel taking care of Europia United and Lelouch dealt with, there are very few enemies left to stand against our empire. I thank you, Knight of Seven, for everything you have accomplished.”The knowledge that they had captured Lelouch made C.C. despair. She had put her trust in that boy and gave him power, hoping he would be able to overthrow the Emperor. If he had been eliminated, then there was no hope for her.The Emperor turned to her and she shied away from his gaze. If the Black Knights and Lelouch were both gone, there was no telling what he had in store for her.“It has been a very long time since we last saw each other,” he remarked. “You have been a thorn in my side for many years, trying to undo everything I wish to accomplish. It pains me, especially with how you once aided me. Perhaps we can once again join together?”C.C. shivered in her restraints as Charles motioned Suzaku to loosen her collar and remove her gag. He did so, finally allowing the immortal girl to speak.“I will never help a man like you,” she spat out. “I will always try to stop you. There’s nothing you can do to change that.”“Oh really?” he wondered. “Are you sure?”“I am. I will not allow your selfishness to change the world. I will spend every moment I have to make sure that will not happen.”“How unfortunate,” Charles remarked. “Since you refuse to stop your futile efforts against me, I have to take extreme measures in order to prevent you from being a threat.”“Wait!” she exclaimed. “What do you me-MMNNNNPPPGGGHHHH”She thrashed and yelled in her straightjacket as Suzaku tightened her collar back up, once again gagging her.“To stop you from ever being a threat to me again, you will be locked away for the rest of your life. And considering you are an immortal, that means…”He let C.C. complete the rest of the sentence. She was an immortal, which meant she was to be imprisoned for the rest of eternity. Her eyes grew wide at the thought of being trapped forever. She pulled harder but could not break her bonds. She struggled and screamed, desperate to avoid her permanent fate. The three individuals watching her seemed to gain mostly amusement from her actions and Charles chuckled.“Now, it is time to prepare you for your final rest. You really should have accepted my offer,” he spoke. “Suzaku, you may begin sealing away this witch.”The young boy handed Suzaku a syringe as C.C. watched in horror. She kept struggling, kept fighting against the tight hug of her straightjacket, but the material held strong and the straps held tight. Tears began travelling down her face as he approached her with the mysterious syringe. C.C. tried to pull herself away from him, letting our muffled screams as she did, but her efforts did not prevent him from pushing the needle into her neck and injecting its contents into her. After the injection was finished and Suzaku removed the needle from her neck, C.C. stopped, in shock and bracing for the effects of whatever substance she had just been injected with.“The drug you were just injected with was developed by V.V. and the rest of the Geass Order,” Charles explained. “It removes the ability for you to sleep, so you will never get the chance to rest ever again. You will be denied it for eternity. Its effects will never wear off, they are designed to last for as long as the host lives. And the drug has some… interesting side effects.”C.C. was confused and wondered what the Emperor was speaking about, when suddenly, her entire body suddenly felt like it was on fire. The touch of the fabric making up her straightjacket against her skin drove her insane. It was almost too much for her mind to process, every single sensation she had was amplified. Nothing she had ever felt before could compare to the waves of stimulation that were running through her right now. Her breathing quickened inside her suit and sweat began running down from her brow. She slumped forward, her knees buckling, and would have fallen to the ground if it were not for the straps securing her to the gurney. It was as though her legs and the rest of her body melted into her bondage.He stepped from his throne to her and gripped her chin with a large hand, pulling it up to look at him.“I believe you are feeling them now,” Charles continued. “The drug also functions as an incredibly potent aphrodisiac. You must be feeling so overwhelmed now, aren’t you?”C.C. reluctantly nodded, not having the willpower to resist and lie about her feelings. Her senses were overwhelmed and she did not know how to deal with it or what to think of it. It felt so good. She pulled at her straightjacket, loving the feeling of the fabric rubbing across her as she struggled. There was a part of her mind that was horrified by her actions, enjoying what was happening to her.“In exchange for the help you once provided me, I will offer you a small mercy,” he told her, pulling out a small remote. “It is a feature built directly into your suit. I hope you enjoy it.”He pressed a button on the remote and activated the technology in her full-body straightjacket. Portions of the suit that were pressed tightly against her breasts and nether regions began vibrating. Combined with how sensitive those regions were because of the aphrodisiac, C.C. found it even harder to resist the vibrations and the pleasure they brought to her.She tried to resist the unwanted pleasure, but it felt so good to her. As she struggled inside her straightjacket, thrashing around despite the futility of her actions. She only fought to feel the material pull tightly against her skin, making her feel even more horny. She moaned into her gag, loud and sensual moans that all those who were present could hear. They all watched the pathetic immortal witch as she desperately fought against her bondage. She jerked her head violently from side to side as the assault on her senses brought her closer to the edge.At last, the waves of pleasure rolling through her finally pushed her over the edge and she screamed into her gag at the sheer intensity of her climax. Beads of sweat rolled down her face and dripped onto the straightjacket as she came down from her climax. It had taken all her energy, and she hung there supported by the straps as the vibrations from the suit continued.With the assault on her senses feeling less intense, she looked around and realized that she had just climaxed in front of all her enemies. She had been so completely defeated that she was now simply a prisoner about to be locked away forever and without even her body and pleasure under her control. C.C. began crying, having not experienced such hopelessness in her existence before. Her sobs turned to crying moans as her vibrating suit quickly brought her to another orgasm.“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed.Her breathing was haggard and heavy and her body covered in sweat that was quickly soaked up by her suit as Charles pressed a button to turn the suit off. Coming down from two incredibly powerful orgasms had exhausted the witch and she had lost all willingness and energy to fight or even move.Charles snapped his fingers and two royal guards entered carrying a black bundle in their hands. C.C. saw the item the guards were carrying and in between her heavy breathes protested with weak mumbles and shouts.“You may have enjoyed that, witch, but it is now time to make sure you will never be able to escape your confinement,” he explained. “The material of your suit is very long lasting and will never decay. In fact, it even has the ability to repair itself, so not even time will be able to undo your bondage. This next part might cause you some discomfort, but understand that it will only get worse.”One of the guards undid the straps attaching her to the gurney and the other prepared the item that had been brought in. C.C. was so exhausted that she was unable to stand and fell forward into the guard’s arms. He held her straight and allowed her to see the bondage item that had been brought in. It was a black leather sleepsack with multiple straps to secure her inside. C.C. tried to struggle but no longer had the energy to, so her sad efforts were not able to keep her from being lifted up and placed into the eagerly waiting open sleepsack.Once she was inside, the guards pulled a zipper up from near the bottom of the sack by her ankles up to a little below her neck, not all the way to the top of the sack. The zipper was designed to work in only one direction, so it did not matter that they had not completely sealed her in yet, there was no way for her to escape. The heavy leather hugged her form incredibly tight. The sleepsack seemed to be made to her exact measurements. She tried futilely struggling some more, but the tough leather restricted her.“Mmmhhhh…. Mmm….,” she exhaustedly sobbed, before the guards pulled one of the straps tight and she cried out in discomfort.There were seven straps on the sleepsack, one around the ankles, one below the knees, another above the knees, one on the upper thighs, one above her waist, one below her breasts and the final one above her breasts. They pulled each one of them tight, causing the immortal to pathetically yelp and cry out.She was lifted back up and placed on the gurney for support. As a single strap was tightened to keep her secure, a few more guards approached, wheeling in a large sarcophagus. It was modeled after those used by the Egyptian Pharaohs, but was made of metal and on the front was an outline of the body of a girl. They took off the lid, allowing her to see the padded interior. She was shocked into silence by the realization that she would be placed inside the sarcophagus. She trembled in fear but was otherwise frozen in terror.“I see you understand what will happen next,” Charles stated. “You will be trapped inside that sarcophagus forever.”Tears flowed down from her eyes. She was unable to speak or even sob. Her tears were the only indication of the terror she felt.“The toys inside your suit will give you some entertainment during your endless imprisonment,” he explained. “The batteries are recharged by small amounts of heat, so as long as you are alive, they will last forever. But they will also turn off and give you long periods of time alone and isolated to think about your mistakes. You probably regret not joining with me now, but you will learn to regret it even more in the future.”C.C. started screaming and thrashing about in her bondage, now desperately trying to make an escape. She cried and begged and struggled but her chance of escape had been taken from her long before she had been placed inside her straightjacket. Her final desperate struggle accomplished nothing though, and Charles simply laughed at her effort.“I think we have heard enough from you know, and you have heard enough from us,” he stated. “Enjoy your isolation.”Suzaku approached her and placed two small capsules inside both her ears. They quickly expanded, completely filling up the inside of her ear and cutting off all sound. They were the perfect earplugs. He then pulled out a leather hood that matched the colour of the sleepsack and held it up in front of her. C.C. got a good look at it and saw that there were no eyeholes. He pulled it over her head as C.C. let out a final scream that she only heard because of bone conduction.After the hood was tight over her head, Suzaku pulled the sleepsack’s zipper all the way up. The top of the sack went over the bottom of the hood, making sure it would never become loose. At the top of the sleepsack, the zipper detached, making sure it could never be opened back up.C.C. still attempted to struggle with her senses taken from her and under two layers of incredibly tight and secure bondage, but she was bound up so tightly that even Suzaku could barely see her body shaking. She tried screaming some more, but now they came out as barely audible grunts.Suzaku undid the strap keeping her attached to the gurney and lifted her up with both arms, holding her body in a bridal style carry as he walked her over to the waiting sarcophagus. He placed her inside, only barely able to feel her furious struggles. It was a tight fit, as the sarcophagus was tightly packed with padding, so tight that Suzaku had to push her down to fit her inside.As she was pushed into the padding, C.C. felt her ability to move being taken away. She was essentially immobile, barely able to move a single centimeter before one of her many layers of bondage would restrict her. She struggled and screamed more as she lay there almost completely immobilized, but it accomplished nothing as she could do nothing.The padding held her tight as the soldiers lifted the lid of the sarcophagus up and put it back into place, hiding C.C. from sight forever. The guards activated the special locking mechanism and the two halves of the sarcophagus fused together, sealing C.C. inside for eternity. Her final moments had passed and her demise was now complete.After C.C. was sealed away, Charles used his Geass to erase the memories of all the guards involved with binding her while V.V. had her sarcophagus brought back with him to the home of the Geass Order, located deep underground. The sarcophagus was placed in the middle of a giant metal cylinder filled with a thick and heavy liquid that would absorb shocks and tremors, making sure that not even an earthquake would be able to free the poor immortal witch. The cylinder was then brought to a cave connected to the home base of the order that ran very deep and that almost nobody knew about and was almost impossible to find. It was lowered into a deep hole that was then filled with a super-concrete that was almost impossible to damage.There was no one interested in freeing her, and even if there was, it would be almost impossible to do so, meaning that C.C. was doomed to remain in her hole for the rest of time.-----Inside the sarcophagus, C.C. realized that there was no hope for her anymore. She had been completely locked away, doomed to spend an eternity bound and trapped in a sarcophagus. She was completely isolated. Her senses of hearing, taste, smell, sight, and touch had been taken away from her. She could see nothing, hear nothing, taste anything but her gag, smell anything other than the leather of her hood or feel anything other than her incredibly tight bondage pressing against her. There was no indication of how long she had spent inside there. Time was completely frozen to her. Hours may have passed? Or days? Or months? Or years?Not that it mattered to her. There was no end of her imprisonment to be counting down to. It would last forever, and not even death would be able to free her from her bondage. And since she was unable to sleep, she could not even find a temporary escape. She would have to experience every single second of her bondage. She cried, wishing she had the ability to die and wishing that she would find freedom from this hell.After an indeterminate amount of time, the vibrators in her suit turned back on. The drug making her body sensitive and needy, she was quickly brought to another orgasm, sending powerful waves of pleasure through her body and covering her with sweat. It felt so good. Unable to even fight back against the vibrators, she was completely at their mercy. They did not turn off after her powerful climax and continued to push her towards another. She came again.And again.And again.And again.-----They continued for a very long time, stopping long after she wanted them to. She begged for release from her release. C.C. had climaxed so many times that she could barely breathe and sweat was pouring from her face. She was utterly exhausted, despite being an immortal. The orgasms simply would not stop. They went on for so long that she became okay with the idea that this would continue forever and she would spend the rest of eternity coming non-stop. Eventually, they were turned off and she was left to her isolation.At first, she was grateful for the reprieve from her endless climaxes and for time to relax, but the isolation quickly got to her. She felt nothing and was unable to feel anything and she began to scream to no one simply to break the silence. The fabric of her bondage against her skin acted as the ultimate tease that only tormented her by never giving her the pleasure she desired, no matter how hard she struggled. She was tortured by the memories of the people she knew and who were likely long dead now and cried for no one to hear. The memories would eventually fade with time, but the pain she felt would never leave. She eventually began begging for the vibrators to turn back on to give her some entertainment, but her pure isolation only continued. It was only some time after she had grown used to the isolation and accepted that she would never be able to climax again that they turned back on, continuing the endless cycle.

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This art was drawn by (EN17 ) and posted with his permission.