Chapter 5-Pyrrha

Pyrrha Nikos was perfect.

That was one of the many things you'll hear about her. Pyrrha Nikos was perfect, she was the most beautiful young woman in Mistral, so sweet and kind and considerate. She had a lovely voice and had the physique of a warrior. She was a goddess in human form.

Such praise was not unfounded of course. Pyrrha was gifted with natural beauty that many girls would kill for. She was a tall girl for her age with pale skin, a muscular figure sporting visible curves, long red hair tied into a waist-length ponytail and vibrant green eyes. Her usual outfit was a strapless leather top with a low v-neck, brown leather elbow gloves and a red miniskirt with thigh-high greaves and boots. She looked like a warrior to her peers and she displayed her beauty and strength with a humble grace.

But just because she was used to the praise didn't mean that she completely liked it. As she got older, her fans, from the boys who masturbated to her to the girls who looked up to her like some kind of warrior queen, had chained her to these words. Pyrrha the goody two-shoes who never said anything bad ever. Pyrrha the wonderful girl who could do no wrong. Pyrrha the good girl.

Pyrrha was many things, but she was no good girl.

"Mmm…" The familiar taste of cock filled her mouth as she sank her lips down upon some lucky man's lap. She had no idea what his name was, nor did she particularly care, only that he was one of the lucky few who had the pleasure of partaking of her body. Which wouldn't have been as weird as it was had the guy in question not been old enough to be her father.

For girls who had perfect scores across the board, like Weiss Schnee and Pyrrha Nikos, they were given special tasks of pleasing their very own clients in private sessions that could range from stripping to full blown sex. This was just a method to train the girls in real situations and to see how they apply what they learn in class. It was also a way to pleasure the various sponsors who funded the schools so graciously.

Clad in only her gloves and stockings, Pyrrha had her large breasts wrapped around the man's cock and was stroking the length with her generous endowments. Most of his cock was being hugged in her cleavage while her mouth was sucking on the tip of his shaft that her breasts didn't completely swallow. Her partner, who was her sex buddy for the class, was loving it, if his ragged breathing was any indication.

On top of being an athlete with great acrobatic skill (the result of years of rigorous physical training), Pyrrha was also well trained in various sexual arts. Her modeling agent and his coworkers were very thorough in using their position to get first taste of her body at any given chance, and this was before she applied for the academy. The experience already put her well above the other girls at Beacon.

After a few minutes of pumping his cock with her breasts, Pyrrha decided to change things up by withdrawing her tits and pushed her head further down where her lips inhaled the tip of his meat. Without a sloppy slurp, Pyrrha pushed her face all the way down on the man's pole, taking him to the hilt.

"Holy shit!" He gasped, his expression turning to one of pure bliss as she bobbed her head on his cock.

Pyrrha deepthroated the fat cock with perfect ease for someone of her skill set. Eyes closed, she made sure to constrict her throat while coiling her tongue and slathering every inch of the shaft clogging up her gullet, making sure to gaze up at him with a lustful expression.

Her skilled use of her throat muscles, tongue, and perfectly timed moans was enough to make even an experienced man like him reach his climax. His hips bucked and he gritted his teeth as he felt his orgasm hit him like a tidal wave. Pyrrha's eyes widened a bit in surprise when the first few ropes of cum splashed into her mouth and down her throat. Of course she swallowed it all, savoring the taste, but she quickly withdrew her mouth. Sitting back, she opened her mouth wide and let the deluge of cum she had in her mouth spill onto her breasts.

Her partner sat back in the chair watching entranced as she rubbed the cum on her chest along her smooth skin, groping and caressing her tits erotically while smiling sultrily at him. It was beyond arousing, even more so that such an erotic act was being performed by her, the esteemed good girl, so it made the raunchy act even sexier.

"I see you're still hard." Pyrrha said coyly, playing up her interest as she stood up. "Ready for more?"

She got her answer two minutes later when she was pressed up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded his cum covered cock into her glistening snatch. Her back rubbed against the crimson painted walls as she bounced on his cock, her tits jiggling enticingly as he pounded up into her over and over without losing his stride.

Pyrrha's strong arms wrapped around his shoulders as he took her hard and fast. Like the other girls she knew, there was a thrill in being fucked by some man she never knew, getting fucked like the whore she was. The beautiful red head closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as she was fucked nonstop.

Again, Pyrrha showed her skill as she squeezed her lower muscles around the cock spreading her folds to increase friction on his already sensitive cock. The man grunted heavily in her ear, her hands gripping her slender waist while pressing her large breasts into his chest, keeping her as close as possible as they fucked. Every thrust he gave caused her hips to slam back into the wall behind her, causing a loud thump that could definitely be heard by the couple next door (which was, coincidentally, Yang).

Soon her grip on his shoulders tightened just like her legs as they clamped hard on his backside. She was close, and she knew he was too. Her mouth hung open as she slowly reached her peak and clenched her muscles tighter to quicken the moment to that wonderful climax.

Pyrrha didn't have to wait very long, as she screamed and held onto her partner for dear life when her orgasm had hit, and with that, the man also reached his own climax. He delivered one hard thrust into her hips and his body tensed and shook, depositing one thick glob of spunk deep into her womb after another. Pyrrha gasped and held his body close as he pumped her full of that sweet, thick cream that she craved.

Nothing could match the feeling of being filled with jizz in the throes of an orgasm. Pyrrha relished this feeling with and without her usual grace as a whore in training.

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"Pyrrha!"

A pink blur slammed into Pyrrha from the side just as she was entering the school's front courtyard for some quiet time to herself. Though the taller redhead was almost bowled over by the exuberant girl hugging her, she simply smiled and patted her on the head.

"Hello to you too, Nora." She said kindly.

Nora Valkyrie was Pyrrha's first and best friend upon coming to Beacon, before she met Ruby Rose and her little circle of friends. She was a short girl with short orange hair, turquoise eyes and fair skin with an athletic figure that went well with her ample chest and curves. Her favorite outfit was a white sleeveless top with a tiny heart-shaped cutout on her cleavage with a black vest and a mid-thigh length pink skirt and white shoes. While not as skimpy as Pyrrha's, Nora's outfit certainly did showcase her toned body, drawing attention to her chest and firm thighs.

In contrast to the quiet and reserved demeanor of Pyrrha, Nora was loud, hyper and boisterous. Her personality may come off as slightly irritating, but the girl meant well, and she provided the perfect entryway for Pyrrha to gain some new friends at Beacon.

"You know what day it is, Pyrrha?" Nora asked with a big smile.

Pyrrha smiled back. "It's Friday, Nora."

"And do you know what tonight is?" Nora sang.

"Our girl's night out?"

"Exactly! I'm really hype about it because I had Yang give a call to some of her clients, you know, the ones with the big dicks and hour long stamina, and she said that they're really aggressive, which is totally awesome!" Nora gushed, saying the entire sentence in a single breath. It was a well-known fact that Nora had a thing for big, muscular guys who could manhandle her during sex. Which led to some fun times with Yang.

"I'm as excited as you are, Nora, but please don't yell our plans outside in public." Pyrrha grinned nervously at some of the other girls watching them.

"But are you free tonight? I heard that you have a busy schedule after lunch." Nora said.

"Don't worry, aside from some more sponsors visiting the school, I have the entire evening free." Pyrrha smiled. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Yay!" Nora hugged the taller girl tightly before skipping away. "I'll call up the boss and tell him we're on for tonight! It's going to be a real fuck fest!"

Pyrrha watched Nora go with a bemused smile and wondered if this is what Weiss went through when dealing with Ruby.

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Pyrrha Nikos was no good girl. She had far too many secrets to be as squeaky clean as people want her to be.

No one knew of the dozens of men she's sucked off and fucked behind closed doors to gain new modeling opportunities. No one had a damn clue about the older men who spent hours using her as their cocksleeve because her manager wanted to expand her popularity with her fanbase. No one could dare imagine her being so sexually open despite her future goals of being a prostitute. And for a time, she was as they saw her as, someone who was just too nice and too innocent to really be involved with anything truly sinful and lewd.

That all changed when Nora introduced her to a place she worked part-time at during weekends a few weeks after school started. It was a sex club called The Magic Kingdom, which was a more subtle version of the club run by Junior, though its focus was almost entirely around sex. Many girls who worked there were both unlicensed and licensed prostitutes, employed to be the club's strippers, waitresses and sex workers, and a good number of them were former students from Beacon.

Nora had worked up a very fine reputation among the workers at the club as a girl who often took some of the rougher and burly clients that liked to manhandle their whores. She introduced the club to Pyrrha as a way for the redhead to work off her stress and just have fun. It was liberating to truly be herself, even though she often wore a mask to hide some of her more notable features.

When Pyrrha walked through the doors, everyone knew her as not the popular model-turned-whore who had a heart of gold, but as the sexy, strong young woman who liked to rile up the crowd with her body and show off her stuff to the world. Here she could be wild, let loose and just ignore the outside world and focus on the music and sex that was all around her.

This was no high class strip club or crypto-brothel. This was just a seedy sex club where the "hands-off" rule for strippers was largely ignored and the workers regularly had sex in full view of the club without a care for those working. There were a few restrictions in regards to certain fetishes and the whole sub-dom thing, but largely anything goes. Pyrrha had even spotted Nora sucking off a customer in the back while he was chugging down a beer.

Once she was done dressing up, Pyrrha wasted no time in getting up on stage after the first girl ended her set. Clad in a skimpy red bikini with tassles on her nipples and matching thong panties with black stockings and gloves, she looked enchanting, especially with the sparkling red opera mask over her eyes. She walked out onto the stage on high heels and the entire crowd of horny men cheered at her appearance.

Pyrrha gave her audience a big smile before spinning around on the pole, gyrating her body for the crowd. She started slow at first, taking some time to get her body working in time with the pulse of the music, but as it went on, she began performing amazing acrobatic feats that few of the other girls could do. She strutted up and down the stage, even doing a split to let them slide lien into the strings of her thong and shaking her ass and tits to the delighted cries of the audience.

With a smile, she tugged free the ties on her thong and spun around, shaking her ass to the crowd and the men went absolutely wild. Lien began to rain on the stage as she twerked her ass like her life depended on it, instead of merely satiating her naught streak. Her juicy rump bounced and jiggled much to their glee. There was no sense of shame or shyness from the girl, she did this with the intent to make money and make men horny, and she was doing that in spades.

By the end of her session, she'd worked up a nice sweat shaking her ass on stage and when it was over, she collected her top and thong and retreated backstage, giving a little strut to make her ass cheeks shake one last time for the crowd. She had made a hundred lien on that single dance, and she had only just started for the night. She was slipping back into her scanty outfit when one of the other girls walked up to her.

"That was outstanding work, Pyrrha, as always." She said, earning a smile from Pyrrha.

"Thank you. It's getting to be a bit natural dancing up there." Pyrrha said.

"Well, you're a quick learner. Certainly better than some of the other newbies around here." The girl huffed. "Oh yeah, you've got another fan looking for some private time. You up for it?"

"Always. Tell him I'll be right there."

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Pyrrha made her way back to the private dance rooms in the back of the club, where the customers got private dances or other things by girls they personally ordered. As expected, Pyrrha was the most requested girl on this roster, and she had probably seen more of the back rooms than most of the other girls she worked with.

It wasn't much, just a short hall with six rooms each with its own purple curtain in lieu of a door. The room Pyrrha was assigned to had a small table with drinks in front of the chair. Not long after she entered the room, her client followed in after her a few minutes later. He was a heavyset man who didn't look very flattering on the eyes, but the same couldn't be said for him. His eyes were glued on the curves of her body from the moment he entered the room. He strolled past her and took a seat in the pink leather chair behind the table where she stood.

"Thank you for choosing me tonight." Pyrrha said politely, making sure that her breasts bounced a little from the bow she gave. "You're a lucky man. I'm not an easy girl to get after a show."

"The early bird gets the worm." He said, licking his lips. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a nice stack of lien. "I'm paying for the full show. A dance before we get down and dirty."

"I'm at your service." Pyrrha said. He put the money on the table and sat back to enjoy the show.

Like at everything else, Pyrrha adapted to the situation. Working at the club, she learned that there were two different styles of dancing, public and private. Public dancing was flashy, bright, and extravagant, made to dazzle and arouse. Private dancing was more subtle and sensual. It involved a lot of slow motions and close contact, designed to get the customer riled up for what comes next.

Her hips swayed side to side and her hands ran up and down her body, cupping her breasts and trailing her fingers along her hips and thighs. She got close enough that she could reach out and put both her hands on the back of his chair. Her breasts hung in her thin top, taut enough that he could make out the sight of her nipples pressed against the red fabric as they danced tantalizingly before him.

Pyrrha began to grind her ass up against his lap, feeling his raging hardon rubbing between her cheeks as she teased him. Instead of feeling repulsed as serving this man, she was actually getting a bit hot herself. She rolled her hips, rubbing her cheeks along the entire length of his dick as he grunted happily in her ear.

"Do you like that?" She cooed as she worked him over."

"Yeah, that's really good. I think I'm ready for some more."

Having already paid the price in advance, he reached for his fly and tugged down the zipper to pull out that thick meat rod she had been rubbing up on. Pyrrha licked her lips as she saw it and didn't waste a second in grinding her ass up against his length, practiced enough to use friction to get him off and avoid causing any pain.

"You're amazing, girl. Why don't you get down there and do the same with your breasts now? I want to feel them too." His knuckles were white as he griped the arms of his chair.

Pyrrha nodded and turned around to get on her knees. Her face was near his cock as she grabbed her breasts and wrapped them around his shaft. Placing a hand on each orb, she worked them up and down as she alternated between staring into his lust laden eyes and down with interest as his cock. The mushroom shaped tip was the only part that remained above the top of her cleavage as the rest of it was absorbed in the soft welcoming flesh of her chest.

Her client was grunting and groaning with exertion now even though for his part he was mostly just sitting still. It took a lot of effort not to jizz on her chest, and it only got harder to resist when she parted her lips and wrapped them around his cock to suck. Watching her beautiful face bobbing up and down in his lap was a heavenly sight that few customers really got to enjoy at the club with her being so in demand. When she looked right up at him and winked, he lost control for just a second and it drove him right off the edge.

Pyrrha yelped when she found her head and tits being pushed off his dick and found herself being pulled to her feet. Her client pulled her over to the table and pushed her onto the table, getting between her spread legs and ripping off her thong like a savage beast. He pointed his cock at her dripping cunt and buried his shaft with one deep, brutal thrust into Pyrrha's pussy, earning a shocked but pleasured scream from her as his fat prick forced her open.

There was no patience to how he fucked her. All the foreplay was wonderful, but it worked too well, getting him into a frenzy as he slammed forward roughly, pounding her into pure, creamy submission. Unstoppable thrusts forced his dick to the hilt inside of Pyrrha with conquering fervor, driving in all the way. They both knew she could take him, but the harshness and hunger with which he fucked her loose was obscene.

Pyrrha didn't try to lower her moans as the huge cock fucked them right out of her. She was satisfied with this outcome, knowing that she had made him do this, turned him into an animal hungry for her body and ready to fuck her in full view of the cameras and other customers. She twisted and thrashed against his firm grip keeper her legs spread, ensuring that her body was nice and open for him as he drilled her as deep and as hard as he could muster. Pyrrha didn't try to think or feel, only letting herself go and allowing the pleasure to overtake her mind.

"I've spent weeks saving up for this moment. Watching you dance on stage always gets me hard, but it isn't enough. Being able to fuck you like this is fucking amazing!" He grunted, gripping her legs tightly as he kept them spread out, slamming to the hilt inside her with great glee.

Pressure continued to mount and Pyrrha was left a squirming, whining mess on the table getting fucked into submission as she stared up at her client with wide eyes. Being seen as little more than a whore by someone who'd probably fapped to her modeling photos more than once in the past fueled the strangest kind of orgasm, and she felt that arousal and naughtiness turned into a hard and sudden climax, one that made her yell and thrash atop the table.

Her fuck buddy threw his head back and roared as he slammed his entire cock into her and flooded her hot twat with cum, making her writhe under him. He rolled his hips and pumped huge amounts of cum into her womb, something that shouldn't have been possible unless he taken a pill to increase his body's semen production beforehand. There was so much that thick globs of cream began leaking out of her impaled cunt and down onto the table. Neither of them cared about the mess as Pyrrha was bred like a bitch.

When she regained her senses, Pyrrha smiled, sweaty and flushed. She may have been that golden girl with a heart of gold who was nice and kind to friends and fans, but she also relished being a dirty and naughty in the seedy world of sex, away from public eyes and allowed to be free to just enjoy herself. It's so fun being a bad girl.

You know, after reading Magical Girl Spec Ops, I've started entertaining a story idea that features the RWBY girls as magical girls: Magical Girl RWBY, done

as a reimagining of the main series and stuff like that. I haven't done any serious writing, but it's been on my mind lately. Just wanted to throw that idea out

there. Stay tuned for Nora's chapter coming up next. Thanks for reading and please leave a review. And remember...I'm watching you fap. (0_0)