Chapter 13: Daddy Lessons
Cal took decided to take a hands on approach during combat training the next day. He was aware of Weiss's current situation and wanted to get a closer look at her aura and memories while her emotions were high. After lunch the students and Professor Oobleck gather in the outside courtyard and Cal's request.
The sixteen students of Beacon's newest freshman class lined up under the soft light of the Vale sun. Team RWBY and JNPR had all spent time with him but his experience with the other teams had been limited. Velvet smiled demurely at him while standing next to the rest of team CFVY.
She was such a wild rabbit during their encounters but around the rest of her classmates, particularly the racist Cardin, Velvet was as timid as a stray cat. Team RWBY and JNPR seemed pleased when Oobleck announced Cal as a guest teacher today. Velvet and the rest of her team looked politely interested.
Team CRDL however, led by the bully Cardin, was purely antagonistic.
"Who's the new kid?" asked Cardin stupidly, having already been told who was coming to teach the class.
"As some of you who were listening or have met me previously know, I am teaching assistant and counselor Cal Rikton. Over the past several weeks all of you have learned a lot about fighting the creatures of Grimm from professor Oobleck."
"Pff as if," mumbled Cardin. His cronies laughed along with him.
"But one thing you haven't started his training against each other."
Pyrrha raised her hand politely. "Excuse me, Mr. Rikter. I've always wondered why we as Hunters and Huntresses needed to be so concerned with fighting against other people. I feel like have such a large standing army and training us to fight other people only makes it more likely to cause conflict between the kingdoms."
"Well, Miss Nikos for starters while we hope we never encounter an individual with nefarious intentions, I assure you they are out there. It could be something as simple a purse snatcher or something far worse. A hunter or huntress is expected to protect those who can't help themselves from any danger. Police Officers can handle many issues but their training is nowhere near as extensive as yours will be. In fact one of your own has already encountered a dangerous individual."
All eyes turned to Ruby as Cal inclined his head at her.
"Miss Rose thwarted the robbery of a local dust shop From Dust Till Dawn. The culprit was a very dangerous career criminal Roman Torchwick. Dozens of thefts and murders are only a few of the many crimes he's been charged with. Despite the quick assistance Ms. Goodwich he still escaped thanks to an unknown dust caster. We believe he is part of a larger plot to steal dust from a variety of sources in Haven."
The students began gossiping excitedly amongst each other. Some of the information had been on the news but not all of it.
"We hope this training with allow you be ready incase you need it rather than be underprepared if the worst should happen."
"I've taken down an Ursa!," bellowed Cardin. "No ratty street thug in a bowler hat is going to beat me! Or even get away," sneered Cardin looking Ruby's way.
"And if the White Fang come calling i'll beat their hairy bums to a pulp," continued Cardin.
Many of the group gasped. Velvet, Blake and a few others glared hatefully and looked ready to pounce. Cal held up a hand to calm them.
"While there are radical sections of the white fang, the vast majority of them just desire peace and equality."
"Yea, well I'd give my left nut to get a few punches in on any faunus," he glared hatefully at Velvet. Her team gathered around her ready to take up arms.
"Cardin," Cal said sternly. "You need to learn some humility and compassion, and failing that need to get your head knocked around to teach you some sense. But I'm a fair guy. If you and your team can take me down you can exempt finals, in every class."
The class looked around shocked. Could he even authorize that? Cal himself didn't know but he thought it would goad Cardin into action. The brute was suspicious.
"This is some trick. You're trying to get me kicked out for beating up a teacher," he whined.
Cal walked over and picked up his practice combat twirled it around his back before gripping it tightly locked under his arm in a combat stance.
"Well, I am just a dirty lying faunus," Cal said unwrapping his tail from around his waist and waving it in the air.
All the students who were unaware of this gasped, particularly Weiss.
Cardin huffed at being tricked and charged, drawing his sword from his scabbard. His teammates were not far behind all drawing weapons and fanning out around Cal. They screamed and attacked as one surprisingly coordinated for such dumb brutes Cal thought.
He leaped over the first two swords coming in at chest level and turned horizontal. Two of them tumbled together tangling. Cardin and his mohawked lackey Russell managed to stop and turn toward the falling Cal. Cal's wooden staff jabbed out a trio of times forcing them to block while Cal regained his footing. He spun his staff before him picking off their awkward counter attacks and forcing them to react in awkward ways. He sidestepped keeping his two standing opponents between him and the recovering attackers behind them.
Cal kept his attacks quick and offensive. Every thrust forced his opponents to block or be hit hard in the face. Cal knew the secret to fighting multiple enemies was to make their movements awkward and interfering with each other. Only the most intimate of sparring partners could complement each other in a way to make their skills improve rather than hinder. Cardin and Russel were not that skilled and when their two teammates raced in from the sides it was easy for Cal's stuff to leap forward tripping them up and send them tumbling into Cardin's knees.
All four went down in a heap and Cal took the opportunity to rattle off dozens of strikes and their armored legs and back.
Cal turned back to the awed teams behind him. "I hope this demonstration teached you a bit about overconfidence and tactics used to fight multiple unskilled enemies."
Cal could feel a palpable aura of menace and anger rush up from the scrambling pile of bodies behind him. Cal didn't need his vision to know Cardin had emerged and huffing. He charged straight for Cal's seemingly vulnerable back, not even having his sword and his massive hands claw like and angled to grab Cal by the neck.
Cal bent forward and Cardin's speed caused him tumble right over. He flipped and landed on his back with a groan. Cal was there with three swift short punches to his nose stunning him. He then fell knee first into Cardin's stomach blowing the air out of his lungs. He grabbed him by the collar and standing up dragging the huge muscled Cardin into the air.
The two men were about the same size but the ease at which Cal lifted the muscled and heavily armored Cardin was impressive to everyone. Cardin started to grow and struggle but Cal shook him like an oversized doll.
"Yield," Cal grunted menacingly.
Cardin hands came up and attempted to peel Cal's hands from his collar.
Cal headbutted Cardin and blood spurted through the air.
"Yield!" Cal shouted, shaking him again.
Cardin whined and shrieked, "Yield! I yield!"
Cal dropped him to the grass and viewed his awed audience. He brushed his hands on his pants wiping off the grass and blood.
"The only people on this earth that can treat others as trash or less than anyone else are those with the power to resist the consequences. And that is why there aren't that many. The good people with power, you, me, our governments protect everyone. But every once in awhile there is someone strong enough to get away with it. That is why we need to have the training to stop them."
They all stared back thoughtfully. Velvet started clapping. The others soon followed. Cal patted his hands in the air to calm them down. He turned to Cardin and his cronies. Cardin was pinching his nose and the others gathered around him.
"You can either be the protector. One of the few willing to stand up for those discriminated against, or you can be the person we protect those from. Think long and hard about it and choose. You know which is right. If you choose the latter. I expect you to pack your things and leave by tomorrow. Beacon is not for you."
Cardin and his team turned and left.
"Now for the rest of you pair up and begin sparring. I'll stop by each of you and offer you advice.
Cal made his rounds congratulating people on particularly clever moves. Pyyrha was performing admirably and Cal instructed the rest of her team to follow her lead. Ruby was fast and quick and he instructed her to have some patience. A scythe was an unusual weapon and most opponent would be unfamiliar with her fighting style. If she let them come to her they were sure to make a mistake she could take advantage of.
He stayed to see if Ruby would listen and glad he did because Weiss was a mess. She was unfocused, distracted, and seemed to shake. Cal wasn't the only one to notice.
"Weiss are you okay? You seem, to be moving a little slow." Ruby looked around and whispered low enough she thought I couldn't hear, "Is it your time?"
Weiss blushed, "No, maybe I ate something bad, I'll just go to the nurses station I think." Weiss turned and ran.
Cal knew she wasn't going to the nurses station but he told the class he was going to follow her there to make sure she was ok. Cal's longer legs quickly caught up to her in Beacon's main hall, which was deserted while class was in session. He grabbed her by the arm and turned her to face him.
She had tears streaming down her face. She practically collapsed against him shaking.
"Weiss what's wrong."
"It...it hurts its so strong...I can't do it on my own."
"What can I do to help?" I picked up her slender body in my arms and began to walk to my office.
Weiss sobbed into my shoulder, silent.
"Please, Weiss you can tell me anything. You can trust me. I just want to help you."
"I need to be punished, like Daddy used to. When Daddy is upset with me, when I'm a bad girl I need to be punished. I tried doing it myself but it knows. I need another person, to really make it hurt. To push my limits or the pain just comes back stronger."
"If it'll help you Weiss, I'll do it." After watching the video of what Weiss did to herself Cal had a good idea of what was required. He thanked his past lover he had experienced this kind of kinky lovemaking before. It was unclear if Weiss actually enjoyed some aspects of this torture or not but it seemed required to lift whatever kind of curse her father had placed on her. They reached his office where he locked the door, drew the curtains, and activated the sound proof feature of his walls.
He pulled her school bag off her shaking shoulders and opened it. He was pleased to find her "little black bag" within. Everything Cal would need was contained within. Weiss was so out of it she didn't even open her eyes she was in so much pain as he removed various things from the bad.
Cal suction cupped four metal rings to a wide open space on his wall. He picked up Weiss by the arms and locked her wrists into the two top rings. Then after taking off her heels her ankles into the bottom two. Weiss only moaned eyes still closed. He took a small knife from his drawer and slowly cup off first her school skirt and then her top leaving her only clad is a thin white bra and white thong. A couple snips had those removed too.
Finally, a shudder passed through Weiss and her shaking stilled for the moment.
"Oh my God, I'm naked." Weiss exclaimed. She tried to curl up and cover herself but was unable.
I sidled closer to her and put my hands on either side of her face. "I am here to help you Weiss, I wish only the best for you and promise to help you break this curse your father has on you but first I must do this. She shook again and rubbed her face against my hands. I reach back into her bag and brought out two nipple clamps. She gasped as I attached them to her small but pointy nipples. Next I brought out a thin leather whip. And began to rub many leather fingers against the sensitive parts of her body. He rubbed it over her ears, breasts, thighs, and finally over her small delicate pussy with a tuft of white hair covering the top. She shuddered in anticipation and he gave her what she wanted.
He whipped her all over lightly creating a criss cross of lights red marks. She whimpered and moaned but rather than pain she felt a desire build. Some need of her was being satisfied slowly.
Cal removed his shirt and pants. He began to feel hot in more ways than. Weiss was not his type of woman. Thin with few curves. She was stuck up and precocious, but finally giving her some pain and pleasure, even if it was strictly to help her out of an impossible situation was arousing. After all how many times do you get a chance to fuck an heiress?
Digging deeper into Weiss's mystery bag Cal found a rather large vibrator with a spinning head as well as a stand to stand it up in. He placed this on the floor between her legs. He grabbed a bottle of lube the toy was well prepared. Next he put a dollop on his fingers and brought then swiftly to Weiss's slit. He spread her bare lips and found her clit hard and eager for attention. He well lubricated it. Weiss moaned and then groaned as he brought the whirling sex toy over her pussy. She shuddered as it shuddered and ground her crotch against it harder.
He leaned forward and removed one of her nipple clamps replacing it with his own tongue and teeth. She groaned louder and moved her hips more.
"Oh, Daddy," she cried. "More daddy I'm so close!
One hand grabbed her by the neck choking her slightly. She let out gurgled mews of pleasure while the other grabbed the toy and pressed it harder against her clitoris. She screamed and jerked her body fully enraptured in orgasm. Cal slowly eased off and watched Weiss's juices run down her legs.
Cal removed the toy and the nipple clamps and the toy. Weiss breathed heavily with a big smile on her face. "That was…" She shuddered and cried out, "Not enough. It was too much pleasure," she wailed.
Cal sighed. "I can fix that. I'm sorry if what I'm going to do is too much but It's for your own good." She nodded along past caring.
I unstuck the handholds and footholds from the wall and dragged her to my desk. I locked her there and returned to to Weiss's bag. I found a four inch butt plug and lubed it lightly and quickly and without mercy put it where it belonged. Weiss gasped and gripped the edge of my desk. Next I returned with a hard white wooden paddle with snowflake shaped cutouts. I spanked her hard several times. Bright red welts began to spring up on her small pale ass.
Weiss cried with tears running down her cheeks, "Yes Daddy, I deserve this I've been so bad punish me more."
Cal could contain himself no longer. The position of dominance, and begging from Weiss, His boxer briefs were doing a poor job containing his manhood so he removed them. His large cock stuck out and rubbed against the inside of Weiss's leg. Her skin felt so soft.
He grabbed his swollen cock in his hands and lined it up with her tight opening.
"What is that?" she asked scared and confused.
"More than you can handle," he replied confidently. A large cock is something women love, he thought but even the loosest most experienced woman needs some time to adjust. He couldn't think of anything more punishing than for him to ravage her with it.
He forcefully pushed his cock between her soft lips and she shrieked. "What the fuck is this!" she shrieked. She squirmed and tried to pull away but her hands and feet were locked in place. He reached for and grabbed her snow white hair and wrapped it around his hand. "You're mine Weiss and you need to be punished."
That seemed to flip a switch inside of her and she stopped trying to get away. Only moaned and groaned sometimes in pleasure but mostly in pain. He slapped his ass with his hands until they were bright red with brighter snowflakes. His cock squeezed pushed and manhandled its way deeper into her tight pussy. It touched places nowhere and nothing had ever been. Still she was very wet and Cal was certain her body could handle it. Once he felt like it had nowhere else to go, despite a sad three inches left out of the fun at the base, he began thrusting in and out. He also started slowly pulling the butt plug in and out of of her ass. Every time it came out with a pop, Weiss would gasp.
She had become a puddled mess. Her wrecked pussy practically sloshed with juices and Weiss had begun to drool on his table. She continued to moan and other than the odd word of daddy she no longer seemed able to form sentences.
Cal wondered how long he should continue. After all he didn't want to break her but he expected some sign that the curse had been broken. On top of that this was one of the tightest pussy he had ever been in. It was clear she was not a virgin but nothing like this had come close to penetrating her before. On top of that Cal didn't know have much longer he could continue. Her grip on his cock was tight and he was reaching the end of his control.
Records had shown that Weiss wasn't on birth control like Yang. He couldn't come in her pussy is he could help it. Cal swallowed and thought there was one more thing he could try to solve both of those problems. He pulled his throbbing cock out of her pussy and removed the butt plug. She gasped, though he wasn't sure if it was relief or disappointment.
"One last thing Weiss and your daddy forgives you." She raised her ass determined to do whatever it would take.
He lubed up his pole and slowly but forcefully inserted it into her puckered asshole. Weiss screamed at the top of her lungs.
"I'm sorry daddy, I'm so sorry, I'll be the best, I'll do anything you say."
Cal's hands were on her hips preventing her from bucking away. He fit about half his length in her asshole but it was enough to make both of them swoon. It only took a few pumps of his cock and he was coming. "I forgive you Weiss! You're my good little girl!" Whether it was his words, his ejaculation, or everything combined was unclear but something snapped in Weiss, multicolored glyphs leapt out from her and covered the walls. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she seemed to shake and have her biggest orgasm yet.
30 seconds passed before they began to fade away. Cal pulled his cock out of her ass and watched it wink and begin to ooze a river of his white semen. He reached forward and unlocked her from the restraints. She fell to the ground where he brought her to his lap and she curled up leaning her head against his chest.
They sat there quietly for a while. She eventually looked up at the and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, Daddy."