(Senior year: Chapter 1)
Looking at the mirror Ruby grimaced, trying to find answers in the reflection but there were none there to be found. Growling under her breath she used her second option. She called Ruby went to Nora for advice even Ruby couldn't explain in words. Nora wasn't exactly a subtle or tactful person. While Ruby was tactless herself out of a social awkwardness that was unlikely to ever leave her, Nora's lack of tact came from a level of enthusiasm that made her speak before she fully processed her thoughts. Yet here she was making that call.
"Yeah Ruby?" came her friend's cheerful voice.
She thought for a split second, and decided. "I need some playtime. You available?"
There was a pause on the line for a few seconds. "Yeah, I'm free for a few hours. Should we take it off campus?"
"No, no. I don't have that much time, and I have a lot of stress to get out of my system." That wasn't entirely true. She had the day off, but the rest of the team was going to be gone for the day because of that time. She'd feel more comfortable here than anywhere else for what was coming.
"Stress, huh?" her friend laughed.
Most times Ruby would love to turn this into some back and forth banter. This wasn't one of those times. "Yes. How long?"
"My team is literally right across the hall from you. Give me five."
Her mind preocupied now with what would be happening in five minutes all she did was reply with "'kay." and hung up. Walking to her closet she began going through her clothes, finding the set hidden in a travel bag that no one else knew about.
Stripping out of her clothes, she quickly put on the black leather bodice, thigh high black boots with the "fuck me" heals, and a set of silk forearm length gloves. It wasn't all she would want normally, but on her allowance it was about all she could afford unless she wanted to cut out some of her private spending on weapons upgrades. That wasn't going to happen.
That was about all the time she had when the knock came to the door. "Come in Nora," she yelled as she pulled the zipper up on her boot.
Getting up she saw the door open and close followed immeidately by Nora's appreciative appraisal of Ruby's clothes. "So, no coin?"
"Try pulling it out and I'll be sure that even your skin has marks," Ruby replied automatically, the role she wanted settling over her shoulders without thought.
"The Mistress really does have a lot of stress to get out, doesn't she?" Nora said. It should have been "my Mistress," except they weren't really that permenently attached. In reality all they were was simple play partners, and not the most compatable of ones at that.
The answer to Nora's question was no, but she wasn't going to get into that right then. She was going to get into her friend's pants though. "Strip."
An answering challenge flashed into Nora's eyes for a few seconds during which all Ruby did was return the stare. Honestly for her overall plans what role she took didn't matter, but she needed to feel in control and Dominant that afternoon.
Nora was the first to drop her eyes, though the lifting of the corner of her mouth was enough to make it clear it had nothing to do with losing the battle of wills. It was that her friend saw that Ruby didn't want to take the Dominant role. It was that Ruby needed to take the Dominant role, and she was acknowledging that need.
Switching into the role of seductress Nora began removing her clothes with a polished grace, carefully keeping her eyes towards Ruby's feet as each piece of clothing dropped from an oustretched finger. She had come wearing her school uniform. It didn't matter though, the grace that came with practice made the dance as effective as if the clothing were gossimer silk. Ruby doubted any of their friends would believe Nora was capable of such delicate coordination. Nora finished the dance in a kneeling possition at her feet.
Pulling out the one accessory from the clothes carrier her Domme outfit normally hid she had not put on Ruby leaned forward and secured the simple blue collar to Nora's neck. "With the wearing of this collar I claim control over you until it is again removed," she intoned ritualistically.
"By consentually wearing this collar I accept your right to rule me until it is again removed," her lover replied, completing the pact.
"You did well to calm my demons with your dance. It will save you some pain, but not all. My demons are not so easilly put to sleep." It was odd, Ruby reflected once again, at how completely her personality changed once the game started. So formal, so severe. This was not the "her" that any of her friends would recognize except the one kneeling at her feet.
"Even I have limits when it comes to calming them," Nora said with amusement.
A corner of Ruby's mouth crooked upwards in a lopsided grin. "Indeed. Belly pet, spread and displayed," she commanded quickly, using the possitioning commands that were unique to her. They had to be since she had been the one who created them. It was time to express those demons that had been clouding her thoughts and heart for too long.
Reaching into her bag she pulled out a flogger. It was a heavy flogger, with the tresses extra wide and of a heavier leather. It would mark most people's skin with deep bruises if used for a prolonged time. One of the frustrating things with Nora is she nearly never bruised. Well, it also was true she could take more than most. Ruby could use this toy harder right at the beginning than she could with anyone else.
The position she had Nora was important as well. Belly meant she was laying on her belly. Spread meant her legs were spread open, and displayed meant her hands were on the back of her head. This meant she didn't have to worry as much about accidentally having one of the tresses landing on her face.
She felt it rising in her, those demons. The frustrations. They were going to be set free today and they were itching for that freedom.
The first strikes from the flogger weren't particularly hard. They were rhthmic though, set at a slow tempo. Over time the blows began landing harder. The beet never changed however. Through this process she ramped up the power and Nora's ability to take the punishment.
Those demons smiled hardest though when the power brought the grunts of pain, then harder still when she heard the first of Nora's sobs. The power she felt wasn't that she was causing those tears. It was because Nora allowed her to cause them willingly.
After a half hour Ruby's arm was getting tired, and Nora's cries were starting to soften. Time to change things up. Dropping the flogger to the side, she reached into the bag again she pulled out some rope.
"Relax," Ruby commanded again. It didn't give Nora permission to move per way. It just meant she was going to be moved by Ruby and to allow it to happen. With that the ropes were slowly applied, taking every inch of mobility removed with each knot until she couldn't move at all.
"Fight." This command was permission to move. To do anything and everything she could to get out of the ropes and avoid anything that Ruby was going to do to her. Nora didn't disappoint, not that she ever did. Sitting back, Ruby simply watched the struggle before her. It was a fun game to play and it improved her skills as she saw what knot Nora exploited to gain some amount of freedom. She was particularly intent on stopping her friend though. It was going to tire her out without needing to lift a finger, and it was going to give Ruby a chance to rest her arm.
Grabbing a crop when Nora did seem to be getting somwhere Ruby applied it to her friend's inner thigh sharply, eliciting a small yelp. It didn't stop Nora however as she tried to roll away from the source of her torment.
Casually Ruby followed, applying more stinging attacks wherever available, careful to avoid sensitive areas, the random movements making that difficult. The longer the struggle went, the harder the hits. Once Nora managed to roll herself into a corner she couldn't get out of the attacks became more directed, landing on the exact same spot multiple times in a row.
The pain made Nora howl, and the howling only drove Ruby to make her howl louder. Without realizing it a evil laugh had begun leaving Ruby's mouth.
"I give Mistress..," Nora finally said. "Yellow."
Instantly Ruby stopped, that laugh forgotten and stepped back. "Are the ropes cutting off circulation?" she asked, concerned. Nora rarely used a safeword.
"Actually, it's how I'm laying in this corner. I'm getting a cramp in my side."
Chuckling, Ruby understood and helped her friend roll out of the corner and into a more comfortable possition on her back. "Good?" At Nora's nod the Dominatrix smiled and repeated "good." Then sat on her friends face as she went back into the scene. "Now please me."
"Eph miphtress," was the muted reply right before the order was followed.
As soon as Nora started Ruby had no choice but to fall forward as her muscles alternatetly relaxed and tensed outside of her control and her breathing became ragged. The only think that kept her from landing flat on the floor was her arms locking into possition.
The first orgasm was almost instant, and the second not long after that. After the third she had no choice but to escape the pleasure by getting up or she would fall on the floor completely.
"Goo..," Ruby panted, then tried again hoping to sound a bit more like her Dominatrix self. "Good job pet."
"Thank you Mistress," Nora replied, hiding most, but not all, of her amusement.
Once she had a bit more control she got up and walked from Nora's head to her hips. "To get pleasure, you must earn it. Today pet you have definitely earned it."
"Thank you Mistress."
Heh, don't thank me yet Nora. We'll see if you can even breath after I'm done with your pleasure, Ruby thought right before using every trick and then some that Nora had tought her.
She had to pause occasionally just so her lover could catch her breath fearing she might pass out, but then returning to all of her most sensitive spots. Usually she liked to tease more letting the buildup causing the fewer orgasms be larger in compensation. But not that day. That day she wasn't going to bother trying to keep track how many times Nora came. It'd be a lost cause. Especially since Ruby had no intentions on stopping until Nora wasn't much better than a puddle.
Author's notes:Been a long time since I've posted a RWBY fanfic of any kind. This is a bit weird for me. I've been working on converting Deleted Scenes into a original piece of erotica, and so this was written for that original piece. So to post it here I had to do the opposite: Turn my original piece into a piece of fanfiction. *shrug* If there is anything that seems off about this tale it's probably because of that.