Yawning Pyrrha stepped into the dorm room.

Jaune yelped and clumsily shot up from his bed, sending his Scroll and a thin book flying across the room. Pyrrha blinked and stepped to the side avoiding the book as the Scroll landed and slid towards her.

"Pyrrha! You're back early!" said Jaune as his foot caught on the edge of his bed, falling flat on his face.

Pyrrha blinked, "I was up late studying for exams yesterday. Ren and Nora went to Vale to see the new Spruce Willis movie. So, I decided to turn in early."

Jaune was back on his feet now, and reaching to get his scroll, "Yeah, They messaged me."

Pyrrha looked down at the floor, and her eyes widened slightly at the image on the screen. Set to privacy mode the Scrolls were visible from one direction, so she hadn't seen what he had been looking at when she entered.

Jaune's hand shot out to cover it, before he did Pyrrha saw the image of a woman wearing nothing but a few ropes. Blushing at the image, and trying to ignore the sudden flare of heat in her stomach Pyrrha turned to pick up the book he had thrown.

Spotting it on the floor almost in the hallway, Pyrrha read the author's name and paused. Shuutarou, was known for a very particular brand of fiction. A brand of stories that made Ninja's of Love look like a children's book in comparison. The author was not very popular due to the subject, and realism with which the subject mattered was handled. The heat began to spread in Pyrrha stomach.

Slowly picking up the book she turned back to Jaune. The young man was beet red and his eyes were on her feet.

"Jaune."

He winced, "Uh, sorry Pyrrha. I uh." He trailed off and Pyrrha considered him for a moment. Glancing down at the title of the book Pyrrha slowly nodded to herself. It was one of the older Shuutarou books, and one that she enjoyed as well. One that had a woman in a situation similar to the one that Jaune had been looking at on his Scroll.

"This book Jaune, do you like it?" she asked holding it up.

His blush deepened, "Well uh it's OK I guess." He mumbled as he reached out to take it.

"Just OK? The scene where Kaoru ties her up for the first time is one of my favorites. The scene after that, is also one I enjoy." Said Pyrrha as she located the door with her foot and closed it. She could feel the blush on her own face as well now but forced herself to remain calm.

Jaune's head jerked up, "What?"

"Have you not gotten to that scene yet?" asked Pyrrha, her voice innocent.

Jaune's mouth moved up and down, "you've read this?"

Pyrrha nodded and set the book down on the desk. "I have. It's a favorite."

"Well, uh. That's good."

Pyrrha smiled and turned back to Jaune, "Is this the first one you've read?"

He winced, "No. I've been reading them, well since I was way too young to be reading them."

"Would you do those kinds of things to girlfriend?"

Jaune blanched, "No, no! That, it. It's just a fantasy. I'd never treat a woman like that! It's wrong and my Mother would kill me!"

Pyrrha took in a breath, "Oh? What if she asked you too?"

Jaune's face which had been beat red was bleeding towards white now. "I mean, safe, sane and everything. I guess that would be OK."

"So you do know some things." Said Pyrrha, and closing her eyes she had to take in another calming breath. "My safe word is Milo."

The room was silent for a moment and Pyrrha kept her eyes closed.

"Pyrrha?" asked Jaune.

"Yes Jaune?"

"Are you trying to tell me something? Like you were at the dance?"

She smiled, "Yes Jaune. I'm very much trying to tell you something." Pyrrha opened her eyes, "what am I telling you?"

Jaune swallowed, "You're trying to tell me, that you, are a Dom?"

Pyrrha sighed, "Almost."

Jaune's eyes widened slightly and he took in a breath, "You're trying to tell me you're a Sub?"

"Yes."

Standing Pyrrha moved towards him, "What are you going to do with the fact?"

"I, I don't know."

Pyrrha pointed at the book on the table, "I'd like to act out my favorite scene. Can we try that?"

Jaune's gaped for several moments, and then looking Pyrrha up and down couldn't speak.

Slowly Pyrrha moved over to the desk, and leaning over it looked back expectantly at Jaune.

Jaune Arc stared back at her for several moments. Leaned over, and looking back at him as she was, her figure bent in a way that was sending far more explicit images through his mind he tried to move his feet forwards.

He had no doubts that most his age, male or female, would have killed to be in the position he was now. The invincible girl, exposed and waiting to accept a mix of pain and pleasure.

They were both still fully clothed, but Jaune had never felt more exposed.

Pyrrha forced herself to remain still as he stepped forwards, he had seen her in less clothing before, the pool and other locations showed off far more skin. Now, even dressed in her full uniform she had never felt so exposed.

"Your safe word is Milo." Said Jaune as he stepped up next to her.

"My safe word is Milo, that's right." whispered Pyrrha.

Hand shaking slightly Jaune reached out and settled it onto the middle of Pyrrha's back.

Raising his hand Jaune paused, "Pyrrha, do you want me too, uh." He trailed off.

Pyrrha smiled, "Yes, you're going to have to move the skirt Jaune."

"Right."

Pyrrha felt him slowly reach down, and slowly grapping at the hem of the skirt slowly begin to lift it up. Remaining perfectly still Pyrrha felt the cold air of the room, as he folded the cloth up and held it up with the one hand on her back.

The two of them froze, up until this point everything could be played off as an award joke. It could all be excused, and buried along with other embarrassing memories. If they kept going though, it wasn't something either of them would be able to forget.

Pyrrha summoned up her remaining bravery, "Jaune, spank me."

His hand fell, awkwardly hitting her tailbone.

Jaune eyes, which had been locked on Pyrrha's moved to her posterior watching as her flesh and the red panties she was wearing rippled under his hand.

A hand that was still resting on her flesh, feeling the warmth of it. Jaune had during practice, hit her harder, and sometimes touched more inappropriate locations. That had all been accidental though, and he had jerked away immediately.

Now though, it had been intentional.

Moving his hand Jaune's eyes went back to Pyrrha's. She was looking back, "Harder."

Jaune slowly nodded, and turned back to look at his target.

His mouth was dry, and he felt as if he were at the end of a long tunnel, watching everything from a distance. Focusing Jaune brought his hand down again, squarely hitting his target.

Pyrrha gasped, and raised her ass further into the air.

At the sound, and her movements everything snapped back into place, Jaune triggered by the sound and his own fantasies raised his hand again, and quickly brought it down again. His eyes were locked on her flesh, watching as it rippled and moved under his hand.

Pyrrha winced slightly at the intense mixture of pain, and pleasure shot through her core with every strike. Neither of them were speaking, but she couldn't help the small gasps from falling from her lips with every hit.

During combat, she had endured far worse impacts. This though, was not combat, and it wasn't a sharp pain of an attack. It was a controlling assault, and something she didn't have to fight. She didn't have to hold anything back, she didn't have to be invincible.

"Harder Jaune." Whispered Pyrrha.

His eyes widened, and he brought his hand down again, and again, and again.

Pyrrha felt the heat flare, and combined with the now stinging sensation on the skin of her ass collapsed onto the desk losing control of her arms. She hadn't ever experienced, anything like that. She had read about the dangerous combination of pain and pleasure in her books before. She just hadn't dared to believe it.

Jaune paused, seeing her collapse. "Pyrrha?" He looked back at her face, and saw her blushing. "You OK?"

"I am, although I think I'm done for the moment."

Jaune slowly nodded, and his eyes widened realizing what she meant. Slowly he looked at his own hand, registering the stinging pain in it for the first time.

Looking back down at her, he stumbled away towards the bathroom.

Pyrrha blinked, watching as he rushed away.

"Jaune?" she asked confused. Pyrrha heard the sink, and slowly regaining her senses pushed herself up and stood.

Leg's wobbly, and head still swimming from the sensation she clutched at the desk for a moment.

"Here, this should help!" said Jaune as he rushed out of the bathroom, and promptly tripped on Ren's bedframe. The thing in his hand went flying, and Pyrrha's hand snapped up grabbing the hot towel out of the air.

Pyrrha smiled, "Thank you Jaune."

Laying it down on the chair, and readjusting her skirt Pyrrha sat and sighed as the warm cloth dulled the residual painful ache.

Jaune rolled to his feet and stood. Looking at her his face went beet red again and he swallowed, "Uh, you're not hurt, right?"

"No Jaune. I'm perfectly fine. I'm not sure we're going to be doing that again though."

The blonde's face fell. "Oh."

Pyrrha smiled, "We're going to need some ropes, and less clothing next time."

Jaune slowly smiled and his eyes sparkled, "Oh!"