Imperial council meeting

“Minister of Economics, your report if you will.”

“Hmhm...”

Marel didn't exactly make for a rather professional official, especially not with me on her lap getting groped at. “M-Marel, please...ah....”

“Our Lunchmoney tax worked magnifique so far, but some naughty little pets are trying to trick the system by claiming they have no money.”

“Hmpf.” Marcie snorted. “You would think we get a bit more gratitude.”

True enough. Marcie's lunchmoney tax of 10% was certainly preferable to the 100% that used to be collected in the days of the Queens. Of course back then only the weak pushovers where **** to fork over money. Now everyone gets targeted equally. That pissed off plenty of people.

“I will have no vassals filch on their obligation. Students who can't pay shall offer up their clothes as payment.”

“P-please consider the weather, Master. It's very cold outside.”, Cutie objected.

“I suppose we can't have them walk home in their underwear”, Marcie sighed. “Very well, make sure Offenders have their gym clothes available.”

“On that matter”, Lauren stated. “I have heard some troubling reports that some students claimed they can't pay because they are victims of bullying.”

“I outlawed bullying”, the Empress stated, her voice cold as ice.

“O-of course! I am sure most of it is nonsense. But still I'd like to hear how our minister of defense is faring with these Outlaws.”

“There are a few boys who still haven't gotten the memo.” Rina gave a lazy nod. “We deal with the reported ones harshly, but yeah probably a lot of little shits who are too scared to come forward.”

“It is every students duty to report if they are bullied.” Lindsey gave a smirk. “A simple matter. Punish non reporters severely. The students need to learn that their tormentor is a light spring breeze compared to us.”

“We are not bullies”, Marcie sounded quite offended.

“Oh, assuredly not”, Lindsey agreed. “But we are the sole authority of Noname high, right? Could it not be said that subjecting themselves to bullying is the same as disrespecting our rule?”

“Very well”, Marcie nodded. “It is brutal, but it has to be done. Make sure that this applies to bystanders as well. Anybody who sees an act of bullying and does not report it is guilty of negligence. I want any remaining bullies purged from my realm by the end of the month.”

“Frankly, some small time bullies aren't the issue here”, Rina yawned. “They might even have been instigated by the Tyrants.”

“Who?”

“A few rebel groups have banded together and recently proclaimed themselves the “Tyrants in the school subjugation squad. Our Spies are infiltrating them as we speak”, Vanessa explained.

“Tyrants in the school, is it?”

“Oh,Oh, I get it!”, Lindsey exclaimed excited.

“A fairly extremist bunch. It's probably more accurate to call them terrorists.”

“You see you have to take the first letter of each word and...”

“Yes, yes, very amusing. I take it these are chiefly boys?”

“Yes”, Vanessa confirmed. “Some of them are former Lords, but they also have sympathizers among the broader student body. We suspect even some of our own Senators may work as double agents. They attack exclusively girls. Some unverified reports go as far as sexual ****.”

“How dreadful”, Marel sighed while circling my pussy. “Is there a more wretched creature then males? Truly, we would be better off by just exterminating the lot of them.”

“No reason to go that far”, Rina interjected. “Just domesticate them! Boys need a firm hand and discipline. Locking their dicks away would help too.”

“Would you two keep your misandry in check?”, Marcie let out an exasperated sigh. “Rina, capture their leader and make an example out of him. Be lenient with the lackeys. If they submit I welcome them back in the fold. I will not have this develop into a full blown Gender-War, am I clear?”

“What if they don't submit?”

“Show no mercy.”

“Am I allowed to use the Black Wildcats?”

“If Emma consents to it. “

“Alright!” Rina did a fist pump.

Marcie took a deep breath. “Let us now move on to more entertaining matters. Lindsey, it is your turn to announce a punishment for Gina.”

Immediately the room lightened up, except for myself of course. I stiffened. Marel seemed to notice because she shifted to reassuringly pet me.

“Very well.” Lindsey smiled. “I had a lot of time to think about this one.” Taking her sweet time, as if this was a magicians grand reveal, she basked in the attention for a bit, before finally revealing her hand with great flourish.

“From here on forward Gina will have to entertain the cafeteria as our very own jester. She has to come up with jokes and plays, naturally they will need to be focused on Gina humiliating herself as much as possible for our amusement.”

She then paused one final time before announcing with a big grin. “You heard of the class clown, now get ready for the lunch looney!”

You could tell she worked really hard on that last line.

To little surprise the ministers all seemed to like the idea. Lindsey proposed something similar when I was still Queen. Back then I managed to overturn it. Now I no longer have that leverage.

“Well, well”, Rina said with a big grin. “I must admit, I am looking forward to what Gina can come up with.”

“Oh my little Ocelot is quite creative. I am sure she will dazzle us with her performance.”

“Do we have a proper outfit for her?”, quipped Lauren. “I'm sure the theater club will provide us with one.”

I took a deep breath. As expected Lindsey came up with something very difficult. In a way this was much more humiliating then stripping or pissing on command.

“Very well.” Marcie seemed pleased. “Gina, for this week you are to entertain us as our own personal jester for every lunch. Make sure to come up with a performance that is both amusing and humiliating for us.”

“Huh?” Lindsey interjected. “I didn't say anything about the duration.”

I was worried about that.

“One week is way too easy for Gina. Of course she needs to keep this up until we get bored of it.”

Up until now most punishments where limited to one week. Even the Cheerleader for the Cheerleaders would end with 7 more performances. To have to do this for every school day, I couldn't even fathom it.

Opinions were divided. Rina, Lauren and obviously Lindsey where in favor, while Cutie and Marel objected. Vanessa and Marcie remained neutral.

“I do not believe my little Ocelot will be able to keep this up for so long”, argued Marel. “Wouldn't it be better to have one week of excellence then months of mediocrity?”

“It will depend on Gina”, Marcie finally decided. “If her performance this week is not adequate we extend it to next week and the one after until we are satisfied.”

With opinions split like that, it was a very measured response. This should placate Lindsey, without being seen as too weak. Lindsey was too smart to object here. “Then we shall see if Gina is worthy of forgiveness.”

I knew better then do object too, even tough I wanted to scream at them. I was blushing just thinking about it. “May I get one day to prepare? If I have to come up with something for today already, I will not be able to concentrate on my schoolwork.”

That was the right button to push. “Very well”, Marcie agreed. “However that means you have to perform until next Monday at the least. That will be all for today. Rina, please remain for a bit.”

And with that the meeting came to a close.

Ah, this sucks! It's not like I even have time to think about it with all the running and the studying. I just have to think of it has a performance, yes that's right. If they want to laugh at me let them laugh, just own it Gina!

I pumped myself up and got to brainstorming.

I don't think anyone really realized just how insane it was what they where demanding. Lunch break lasts an hour. To come up with something humiliating and entertaining every day for one hour was borderline impossible. But since it was an order, I had **** but to try.

Marcie did make things somewhat easier for me by extending my bedtime by an hour. Still it was an tremendously tall order.

But I will overcome this.