We were still well before RWBY's canon began, and I had a good long list of girls to rape, and guys to turn into girls and then rape. The problem was I didn't know where half - or more - of them were. Blake and Adam Taurus? They were coworkers, technically, being members of the White Fang, but the White Fang was a terrorist organization, we didn't exactly send each other greeting cards. Roman and Neo? Criminals, not the kind of people you look up in the phonebook. I was obviously trying to track down Amber, so she could become my sex slave instead of getting killed by Cinder, but that hadn't born fruit yet. I'd managed to find Jaune's place in Mistral, but that was because Crocea Mors was kind of famous and not really a secret.
I was left with rather thin pickings. I didn't want to lounge around raping Elsa and Emerald and fucking my wife, though. Be a tad boring, honestly. Even if I could just quickswap their appearances out for anything my heart desired, order them to roleplay any scenario I so wished, and enjoy the benefits of Emerald's illusion Semblance and Elsa's regeneration... I mean, I did take advantage of that stuff, obviously, but I had priorities.
I wound up going after Junior and the Malachite twins. First of all, twins? Hot. Second of all, Yang was going to come here sooner or later, and I wanted to have the stage properly set for her arrival. It wasn't Yang herself I was interested in, in particular - it was her mother. Make things go far enough south, and the mother would appear.
So it was that I wound up enjoying a 'date' with Elsa at the bar, while Tyuule and Emerald went through the plan we'd worked out together. Tyuule and I worked out, I should clarify; Emerald's opinions only mattered when they were about how best to bob her mouth on my cock. They'd use Emerald's Semblance to disguise her and Tyuule as the Malachite twins, get close to Junior, then instantly KO him using Tyuule's Semblance.
It all went exactly according to plan. Junior got taken into a back corner, went down like a sack of potatoes, and I was all prepared to grab him and go, but unfortunately, while the many, many armed guards would ignore Junior taking a moment alone with a couple attractive women, they would not ignore him being knocked unconscious and dragged out. I took Elsa with me to his office, where he had gone, but a couple of the guards got suspicious, and it was barely thirty seconds after Tyuule and Emerald had incapacitated the man, that we had a fight on our hands.
For four Aura-empowered fighters, three of whom had strengths outside their Auras and Semblances, handling a mass of goons was pretty trivial. Elsa and Emerald had no choice but to do their best, though I felt Elsa was more motivated, by the number of enemies that got disemboweled. She knew she wasn't allowed to kill any women, or named characters, though, so I wasn't too concerned, as we cut a swath through a mass of men.
The actual threats - Melanie and Miltiades Malachite, the twins - were on us less than a minute after we'd started fighting our way out of Junior's office. They were a pair of quite beautiful twins, green eyes and black hair, their hair done in a pair of hime cuts, though Miltiades kept hers short to Melanie's waist-length. Miltiades was in red; Melanie in white; and I couldn't wait to rape both of them into submission. They were half the reason we came here, after all.
Since I had wound up being the one carrying Junior's unconscious body, and also by that point in the fighting I was a gigantic brute, three meters tall with my back straight, covered in claws and scales to protect myself and let me fight back - well, they decided to focus on me. I'll admit, yelling out, "Hey, bitches. I'm going to rape you both," probably also helped. No, it definitely helped, since the surge of hatred and contemp they felt for me fed my powers.
I wonder if maybe relying on my Semblance so much makes me unlikable? Nah, all my mind broken sex slaves are completely happy with me.
Melanie's stiletto heels cut at me with razor sharp edges, gashing at my bare flesh, while Miltiades made sweeping slices with her hands, carving at the air and trying to get at my face. It hurt like fuck, but I managed to knock Miltiades off her feet with a heavy blow, and then Elsa went on her and I couldn't spare much more attention, due to the way that Melanie was going for the family jewels.
I was pretty sure I could recover them, but no sense in taking the risk. I took a half-step back (a pretty big thing for me) and managed to wrap my hand around Melanie's ankle a moment later. Mostly by absorbing her stab directly into my palm. She tried to whip her leg around, and fuck is an Aura enhanced kick a hell of a thing, but I managed to heft her up off the ground before she dislodged herself or cut me like crazy. There was maybe a fraction of a second wherein she processed what had happened, as she was lifted off the ground... then I proceeded to do to her what Hulk did to Loki, just smashing her into the ground one way, then the other, until her Aura broke and she passed out.
When I turned around, I saw that Tyuule had a foot on an unconscious Miltiades's throat, glancing at me inquisitively. "Going to be a long night," I told her. I knew I was going to wind up having to do three rituals to properly take control of this club, but good god. Having to do three in a row? Now that was just a pain in the ass. Well, I'd be giving these three a pain in their asses to compensate, heh.
Once again, I'd gone for the 'spirit over sexy' idea with Junior, a look that was that of a rather professional mob gal, long legs and decent tits, hair a messy, swept back thing. That sort of sleek, professional aesthetic, you know.
Junior Hei Xiong. What was the girl version of that? Juniess? Whatever, I don't speak Chinese enough to do a nice gender swap name. Xiong would have to do. Or was Hei the personal name? No, Ren was the personal name of Lie Ren, so they probably did it that way. She started to wake up, eyelashes fluttering open slowly. Her mouth worked at the air for a second, as she struggled to gather her senses to her.
"Don't attack me, don't try to get free, don't scream, don't try to attract attention, don't leave this room, don't fight back, don't resist me, don't hurt yourself," I said, listing off all the commands I could remember off-hand. She was just a stepping stone, really. Her brow furrowed. She'd been knocked out by my wife and Emerald pretending to be the Malachite twins, after all. She didn't know what the fuck was going on. "Ah, I've enslaved you and you have to obey my every command," I explained. "Don't tell anyone that, though," I said, with a conspiratorial wink.
"I'm not just some random person you can do this to," she hissed, then noticed something was wrong with her voice, looking down at her slender but fit body, her breasts rising and falling as her breathing accelerated. "What the hell happened to me?!" She practically shrieked the words out, though she couldn't really get that loud, thanks to my order not to scream.
"The best thing to ever happen to you," I reassured her, giving her head a pat. She scowled up at me, unable to do much more. "Now that you're a woman, you can enjoy getting raped by me," I explained. "Still, you were rude to me. So presumptuous, that you could stop me, the great Lee, future ruler of... well, I haven't decided on a kingdom yet, but I'm going to get a whole lot of Aura-activated bitches in my slave harem and overthrow a government. Mostly just so I can get even more bitches, you understand," I said, with a wave of my hand. She just stared furiously up at me. "Anyway, you're not getting your dick back, and I'm going to rape you now. Which hole you want it in first?"
"Fuck you asshole," she snarled out.
"Asshole it is," I declared, enjoying the look on her face as she realized what she'd said. She was already naked, naturally, so I twisted her around and forced her onto her knees, taking out my dick and rubbing it, completely unlubricated against her asshole.
"No, wait!" She sputtered out, no doubt terrified about what was going to happen.
"Nah," I told her, slamming my dick into her ass to the base. She gurgled wetly, saliva splattering out of her mouth. I reached down for her hair, tugging on it as I roughly took her like that, not really too concerned about her pleasure. It was fucking nice to just be able to do whatever the fuck I wanted to a woman and not have to worry at all about her pleasure, both because I was raping her, and because I had a superpower that made sex with me good no matter how rough I got with her. "You see, human women like you, were born to serve faunus men like me."
"I'm not a, fucking, woman," she growled out angrily, fury written on her features. I could feel the negative emotions boiling off of her, but this wasn't a fight so it didn't benefit me at all.
"That's what you are, actually. In fact, to reinforce it in your tiny woman brain," I said, relishing just randomly dropping some misogyny on the former man, "repeat the phrase, 'I am a woman' until I tell you to stop. Don't say anything else."
She didn't have any choice, of course. "I am a woman," she said, almost hissing the words out, but her voice soon turned to a softer note as pleasure hit her shortly after. It made her tight ass thoroughly vibrate around and cling to my cock as I kept on raping her. "I am a woman. I am a woman. I am a woman." Each repetition made her expression shift lewdly between snarl and ecstasy, as she became infuriated at what she was being made to say before being hit with pleasure for being a good girl and obeying orders.
"Incidentally, I killed a bunch of your men, and I'm going to rape Melanie and Miltiades when I'm done breaking you down into my personal cumdumpster. They've both gotten mind control tattoos like you," I told her, slapping her ass. Ahh, the high of her hatred was delicious, all the more because she had to keep on declaring that she was a woman, the furious rage in her face, the tears in her eyes, mixing together with the pleasure of a good assfucking and obedience in a truly delicious show.
"I am a woman. I am a woman," she intoned, over and over, before finally coming for the first time on my cock, and damn it felt good, the way her ass squeezed around my cock, a wordless moan escaping her throat as her forearms lost their strength and she simply collapsed forward onto the ground, her cheek pressing up against it lewdly, her gaze hateful on me the moment she came down from her orgasm. "I am a woman," was all she said, though.
"That's fucking right you are," I told her, intensifying my pace.
"Why don't you suck me clean? You made quite the mess," I told the sloppy-faced Xiong. She was a naked mess, my cum dribbling out of her mouth, her cunt, her ass, in truly copious amounts.
"Yes, Master," she slurred, as she leaned forward to wrap her lips around my dick. I hadn't even explicitly ordered her to suck my cock, just made the general suggestion. She was pretty well and truly obedient by this point. Whether she was actually interested in it, or just obeying to avoid more punishments, orders, and humiliations - well, who gives a fuck?
In the end, it took almost a full day for Xiong to lose her will to fight entirely. I don't think she was quite the obedient sex pet that Emerald was fast becoming, but I didn't really care either. I wasn't really after her - I was after what she could get me. I was glad I'd branded and given orders to Miltia and Melanie to keep them compliant, in retrospect. It would have been a huge pain in my ass to have to get up and go deal with them before I'd finished up Xiong.
But, I had finished up with Xiong, so it was time to get a drink, chow down for a good hour to make up for the ravening sensation in my gut from not eating for a full day - I had to eat a fuck of a lot - and move on to enjoying the twins. I'd never raped identical twins before, and I was looking forward to it.
Miltiades quietly stared at the faunus woman. She just idly lounged in her chair, head tilting to one side, then the other. Her and the pale human woman were faster than anyone she'd ever seen in action, and they had taken her down with ease. Her sister had been taken down by her husband - though at the time she'd just thought of it as "the monster kidnapping Junior." Since then, she'd learned he was apparently the bunny-eared faunus's husband, and was currently, apparently, occupied with "raping Junior into submission."
She kept herself quiet, looking for her chance, but she knew she didn't have much. She wasn't even bound. She was just ordered not to stand up or otherwise move until given other orders by Lee, who was apparently her complete master, with the most fucked up semblance on the planet.
Lee finally showed up, then. She and Melanie both stiffened as they saw him approach. He was fairly hot, but, there was a big difference between being hot and being worth a lay. The guy exuded asshole like it was stink. She crinkled her nose up at him as he approached her and her sister, just remaining silent for the moment. She didn't know why he was staying quiet, honestly. She couldn't move a muscle even if he declared he was planning to take a piss on her face.
"So?" Melanie prompted. "What are you doing, asshole?"
"Hm? Same thing as I did with Xiong, what do you think?" Miltiades' expression twitched.
"Raping us into submission? You can't think that'll work, right?" Melanie asked, her voice half-mocking. Miltiades just silently stared at him. His body language didn't seem to suggest anything erratic about his thinking - he seemed completely serious and rational as he described all these absurd things.
"Worked on Xiong. Hmm. You know what, two beautiful twins like you? It'd be stupid to just start with your pussies, right?" Miltiades twitched at the statement, her whole body tensing up. "Here's your new order: both of you work together to give me the best double blowjob possible."
Irresistibly, Miltiades found herself obeying, scooting up on the floor. She'd never had a threesome with her sister - only a ridiculous pervert would think that was even a possibility, the sort of guy she'd dump the moment she found out he thought that way - but she did know how to perform fellatio. She reached up for his belt, pulling it off, popping his button, unzipping his pants... and her sister, with some irritation mixed with pleasure on her face, bit into his jeans and started peeling them down. Miltiades hadn't even thought of doing that, and she felt a certain flush in her cheeks from the way her sister was acting. She wasn't a bad lover, was she?
No, no, her big sister was just better at it. Miltiades repeated the same trick on Lee's pants, and felt that same thrill of pleasure that her sister had just been, goosebumps running across her bare flesh as the pleasure briefly overwhelmed her. Hot breaths tickled his cock as they both stared at the massive, turgid thing. She really had no idea how to handle a cock this big, to be frank. She decided the best way was not putting it in her mouth, except that that violated his order, and was thus impossible. When she started to seriously consider it, her body moved on its own, shifting her mouth up to the tip of his cock. Her cheeks burned as her mouth opened slightly, and Lee just grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock right in with a rapid slam.
Her eyes bulged at the sheer force with which he did it - but somehow, to her shock, getting her face fucked like that didn't hurt at all. It was even pleasant, his intoxicating scent filling her nostrils as her throat bulged with his dick. She was being held down in that position, a lascivious grin on the rapist bastard's face, but she had to admit his musk was very... nice. "Lick it, Milly," he said, which would have made her groan in irritation if her throat wasn't obstructed.
Unfortunately, she was still under the effects of his mind control Semblance, and her tongue began to flick and rub at the underside of his cock. A soft shudder ran through her whole body as she obeyed, and she was dimly aware as her sister shifted around, eventually winding up sucking on the bastard's balls, her cheek pressing against Miltiades's chin.
"Ahh, yeah. That's great. Mm, I don't like one thing, though. You're mismatched." She glowered up at him, though she was sure it was a ridiculous expression, given the cock stretching out her mouth. "You should cut your hair to be identical from now on. Much sexier that way."
Melanie pulled off his balls for a second, her expression angry as Miltiades was continuously choked on his dick, her eyes gently rolling up. "Like fuck we'll dress the same just for you," she sneered out, before Lee pressed her back into his balls and she was forced to resume sucking.
"You will. Anyway, I think you should both have long hair like Melly," he decided, and a moment later, Miltiades felt a brush of silken soft hair against her back. Her eyes widened at the implications, and her hands went back behind her, finding that yes, the hair was her own, firmly attached to her scalp, done in exactly her sister's style. "Ah, I'm gonna get confused, though. Well, for now, how about a nice little beauty mark under your eyes - Milly's on the left, Melly's on the right. I before E, you read from left to right. There, committed to memory. Later on I'll just give you tattoos or piercings or something, maybe. You do look pretty cute like this, though..."
With dawning horror, Miltiades brought one hand up to her face, finding that below her left eye, just at about the corner of her eye socket, there was now a mole. A glance over at Melanie showed the opposite was true in her case.
Combined with being choked on Lee's cock, Miltiades actually fainted at that point, losing all consciousness for a few seconds before awakening as a sputtering mess, drool running down her chin as tears filled her eyes and she took in desperate, heaving gasps. Melanie was currently being choked on Lee's cock, her face being ground down, and Lee just grinned at Miltiades. "Melly here begged me to let you off, and agreed to let me choke her out on my cock instead, if I would just let you breathe," he explained, clearly relishing sadistically mistreating her sister. "Of course, now I'm going to choke her out, and you're going to beg for your sister not to die of asphyxiation from dick," he explained, making her glower up at him with hatred in her gaze. "Actually, you can help her out, now that I think about it. If you fuck her face on my cock, I won't choke her into oblivion with my dick."
Miltiades didn't like doing anything mean to her sister. She loved Melanie. But her big sister reached back for her, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, and she knew what it meant: do what you have to. Probably with a side of, "We'll cut his dick off for this later." So Miltiades reached for the back of her sister's head, taking it in both hands, seizing control off of Lee. He just grinned down at her as she started to peel her big sister off, letting her suck in heaving breaths around the bastard's cock, then starting to push her down.
"Ah, this is fucking nice. This is the real prize of the twin sister play, you can make one sister mistreat the other. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be thanking me for letting you abuse your sister." Miltiades's eyes narrowed at that ridiculous statement. Who did this bastard think he was? "Oh, you don't believe me? Watch. Thank me for letting you abuse your sister."
"Thank you for letting me abuse my sister," she said, hissing in anger as the words left her lips, barely managing to have the presence of mind to bite back any retaliatory words - but a moment later, any declarations that he was an ugly rapist bastard whose dick she'd cut off disappeared when the pleasure from obedience hit her, a soft breath escaping her mouth. Her sister was moving up and down his cock at a slow, gentle rate.
"You're welcome, Milly," he said, patting her on the head. She twitched at his touch, but he just kept on smiling, turning his gaze down to Melanie. "Melly, slurp on my dick more, really put some suction into it." Wet, heavy noises escaped her sister's throat as she sucked on the bastard's cock, his dark length disappearing into her pale mouth and just vanishing down her bulging throat with each thrust. Her cheeks were hollowed now, her lips wriggling on his dick no matter where it rested in her throat, and he seemed to really be enjoying the experience, making eye contact with her, just staring her dead in the eyes as she was made to facefuck her own sister just so he wouldn't choke her unconscious.
"Go faster, Milly," he ordered, and now her pace accelerated, not because of any action on her own volition, but because of his orders. "Melly, really lap your tongue at my dick. Hm, actually, start playing with yourself too. Just do it how you normally do it," he ordered, and Melanie's hands disappeared down into her pelvis. Miltiades found her breath catching in her throat, pleasure washing up and down her whole body, making her gently tremble in joy as she obeyed his latest command. Again and again, she followed that rhythm of angry face to pleasured face and back again, each time she obeyed his latest command.
It was honestly starting to fuck with her head a bit. She was worrying, just a little, that she'd wind up breaking like he'd claimed. That somehow, all this rape was actually going to result in her 'voluntarily' submitting to him, like Junior supposedly had. It didn't make any fucking sense, but yet, it seemed increasingly likely. She couldn't think of anything she could really do to stop it, if it was going to happen, other than to keep an eye on the sensation and mentally try to cordon it off from her true self.
Her own little twinges of pleasure were apparently beaten out by Melanie's own pleasure, though. With the combination of obedience and masturbation, her sister was soon letting out repeatedly cut off moans as she orgasmed beneath Lee, saliva dribbling out of her mouth, raining down onto her tits, just making her look like a mess. Tears streaked her cheeks, her eyes rolling up, her whole face having turned pink. Miltiades wanted to stop, to do something for her sister, but she couldn't: Lee had ordered her to fuck her sister's face on his cock, and she couldn't stop herself.
"Oh, that look is cute too," Lee said, his eyes turning to her with a venomous smile. "How about this: if you beg me to, I'll fuck your face instead of your sister's. Give her a much needed rest and chance to breathe. I bet her jaw's real sore."
Melanie didn't shake her head, didn't reach for her sister, didn't do anything but wetly get throatfucked at Miltiades's pace. She was starting to genuinely worry for her sister, whether she was breathing properly. This wasn't like her sister at all. It wasn't like either of them, really. "...please, rape my throat instead of Melanie's."
His cock throbbed with that, and he just yanked her sister up off his dick in an unceremonious movement, his standing orders not to resist him overpowering Miltiades's own Aura-enhanced strength trivially. "Alright, get on it," he ordered, and Melanie opened her mouth wide, taking his dick into her mouth quickly. He hadn't actually, properly ordered her to do it, so perhaps this was for the best: a little escape from the constantly beating drum of Semblance-enforced pleasure as a reward for obedience. "Melanie, start fucking your sister's face on my cock, and don't say anything that's not dirty talk which degrades you and your sister, or says how great I am."
Miltiades barely had time to let out a noise of surprise before Melanie's hands were on the back of her head, starting to thrust her up and down. She was silent for the moment, chin faintly raised - Miltiades could catch it just out of the corner of her eyes. Lee grinned at that. "Oh, good point. I didn't actually order you to say anything, did I? This'll be sexier anyway. Talk until I come all over the inside of your sister's throat."
There was the tiniest, most momentary resistance on Melanie's part, then his Semblance overpowered it. "You're really great. So amazing. So handsome. So smart." Melanie's voice was dripping with sarcasm as she spoke, her eyes glowering with hate, but the obedience brought pleasure with it, and Miltiades could feel the way her sister was jerking faintly with each passing sentence. "You'll never face justice for any of your crimes, because you did such a good job committing them. You'll definitely have that fat cock of yours until the day you die, and afterwards." Her green eyes burned with venom up at Lee, who just laughed.
"Sexy. But, no more complimenting me. Just insulting yourself and your sister."
"I'm such a bad sister, I'm abusing my own sister, I know it's because I'm under control of a Semblance, but it makes me a bad sister. I wish I was a better sister, but I'm not, I'm a bad sister, I suck, I'm a bitch, I'm cruel, I'm awful, I don't deserve my sister's forgiveness." All the while, Miltiades was being fucked up and down his cock. She reached back, finding her sister's bare thighs, giving her a quick squeeze.
"And no more insulting yourself. Just insulting Milly."
Another brief moment of resistance before Melanie let out a hot pant and started speaking. "My baby sister is so deserving of getting her face raped like this. It's exactly what she's earned. She deserves this, for being a bad person. She shouldn't be allowed to go free. She should stay choking on your cock until you're done with her."
"Try to actually make it erotic," Lee said, at last. "Remember, I'm a sadist, I want to hear the nastiest shit you've got to say about your sister. At least as long as it's sexy stuff."
That was it, the last little bit of wiggle room Melanie had being destroyed. "My sister's your cum dumpster from today forward. Her throat exists to get raped by your cock. She lives for it." Her body trembled and shook from the act of continued obedience. Miltiades knew she was no longer Lee's target for torment: he was breaking down her sister, using her as the weapon to do it. "She's just a sex toy now." Miltiades could hear her sister's voice crack, probably from crying. "A living onahole. She exists to get her face raped until you come down her throat."
Miltiades started to do her best to please Lee with her mouth, wiggling her tongue around on the underside of his dick, suckling on his length - the sooner he came, the sooner her big sister would be released from the torment.
Lee just grinned at that, as her sister kept on saying lewd things, kept on cruelly degrading her. Miltiades hated him so fucking much, but she had to do this, had to make him come, to spare her sister this torture. "Your sister seems to agree that she's a rightful cumdumpster, since she's working extra hard," he said, speaking over Melanie's unceasing monologue. "Oh, right, you're too busy having your brains leak out your ears from obeying me so much, aren't you, Melly?"
Miltiades's eyes widened in terror at what he'd just said, genuinely afraid for her big sister, but unable to do anything but meekly submit to her assault, under the circumstances. Lee's vicious, cruel grin was the worst thing in the world, and she couldn't wait to wipe it off his lips...
Melanie's breasts had been swollen in size, perfectly matching her sister's in their increased scope. Each of them was easily the size of a water balloon - and both of them were pressed up against her sister's breasts, squishing softly up against them, the flesh flowing against one another roughly. They were positioned so that their moles both faced Lee, giving him a mirror image as they wanked him off with their new tits. He appeared to have total control over their bodies, the ability to make any change he felt like, though mostly he seemed to be focused on the sexual uses. She and her sister at least looked like themselves, even if she was pretty sure her complexion had never been this good.
Lee grinned down at them both sadistically. They had been ordered to fight over his cock verbally and physically, to push and press against one another. "I deserve it more," Melanie said, a soft shudder running through her body before she slurped the tip of his dick into her mouth. Miltiades's breasts battered at her face like she was actually trying to smack and smother her, and after a few seconds, she shifted to do the latter, her body faintly vibrating with pleasure as she did so.
They both had no choice but to fight one another like this. She wanted to say that aloud, to reassure her baby sister that she still loved her, but she couldn't, simply choking in place until she finally withdrew to suck in a deep breath. Miltiades didn't offer any verbal words of victory, she just swooped forward to suck on Lee's cock, her gaze focusing up on him. Melanie bit her lower lip and pressed her chin down against the top of her baby sister's head, pushing her further down his cock, simultaneously moving her breasts to smother Miltiades.
She didn't like it, but she had to do it.
Miltiades panted as Lee frantically fucked into her from above, her bare breasts teasing his equally naked chest. She couldn't see her sister, but she knew where she was: rimming out the rapist faunus. He was actually kissing her right now, his tongue slithering deeper and deeper into her mouth. Lee had started to toy with his commands over them, sometimes making 'suggestions' that they had to obey or get worse ones, which wouldn't stimulate them with the pleasure that obeying his Semblance provided at all. She was glad that his order to kiss him back was exactly that, because it meant she was trembling in constant pleasure as she got fucked, even knowing the degrading treatment her sister was being subjected to.
Her sister hadn't been given a proper command, one that gave pleasure for obedience. She was glad that wasn't her. Why had... what had her sister done again? Ah, right, she hadn't been good enough when he had been ordering them to do a sexy dance. Miltiades had done her best. Should she have just lost on purpose? She didn't... think so. She liked this much better than rimming a guy without any Semblance-provided pleasure.
She came at that point, her thoughts briefly whiting out in ecstasy, her whole body thrashing beneath him. Lee just kept going anyway, that amazingly big cock of his feeling like it fit snugly in her tight cunt, no matter how furiously he rutted, no matter how much bigger it got than any she'd ever had before.
When he occasionally broke off the kiss and she wound up twisting to try to resume it, futilely obeying his command, she'd catch sight of her big sister, Lee's tail wrapped around her throat. Sometimes he'd be squeezing, her eyes bulging a little, sometimes he wouldn't, but Miltiades was just glad that wasn't her.
Melanie gasped desperately for air, now that she'd been released from the long chokefuck that her sister had held her under. It was under orders, so she hadn't had a choice, but the lewd note to her eyes suggested that she'd enjoyed it. That was understandable. That was what his Semblance did - made you enjoy obeying him. She just shivered and twitched as she recovered from asphyxiation, because she hadn't been properly ordered to do that. She wished she had. That'd be so much better.
"Hmm," Lee said, his eyes flicking from her to Miltiades. "Tell you what, one of you will get fucked 'nicely,' and the other 'cruelly.' Which one should I pick?"
Miltiades was always laconic, so Melanie saw her chance to get some of that pleasure she'd been denied, the pleasure of obedience. If she was going to be raped anyway, she might as well enjoy it, right? Her sister's well being slipped her mind, a bit of personal convenience bias. "You should pick me, Master. You liked my hair better, didn't you? That's why you made Milly-" Miltiades hated that nickname, she preferred Miltia if you had to shorten it "-have it too. Just think, I could have had some other, uglier hairdo, and you wouldn't have had that idea. Plus, I've been diligently rimming you..."
Miltiades didn't manage to come up with anything to match her - soon, Melanie was being ordered to fuck herself on his cock while Miltiades was the one forced to rim him out at threat of being made to choke herself unconscious with her own hand if she didn't.
I sat down in the chair, both the twins curled up around my legs, their cheeks gently pressing against my knees. Tyuule had brought some homemade french fries down for me, and was hand-feeding me as the twins just quietly, docilely waited for me. I doubted they really loved me or anything, but they definitely loved not being forced into increasingly painful and sadistic positions for my pleasure. They were at the point they didn't hesitate to fight one another any longer... and that meant I wanted one last push, to destroy the two's love for one another with a betrayal.
Once Tyuule was done hand-feeding me, she gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and I waved her off. I wanted the pair alone for this. They swallowed, no doubt anticipating more rape, but I wasn't going to do that. "I think I only really need to rape one of you," I said, making both of them blink. "You're twins, after all. The whole threesome thing is fun, but if I really want it, I could just edit one of my other slaves to look like you for a bit. So, here's the deal: one of you will be my eternal rape slave, who I'll treat like constant shit, while the other one will get to go back to her life. She won't be able to tell anyone about all this, about my control over the two of you, and so on, but I won't be raping her constantly. Oh, and I'll even give her some persistent command that makes her extra happy in her day to day, I dunno, something about what clothes she wears - nothing degrading, just so she can keep on enjoying the nice part of this whole thing, while the other only suffers the bad. So. Which one do you want to be?"
The pair were as far along as I had hoped. "Please, let me be the one to go free, Master," Melly said, her voice desperate and eager. "You can rape Milly, just leave me be, please."
Milly was shocked by her sister's betrayal, and immediately retaliated in kind. "What? No, fuck you! I thought you loved me! Master, this bitch thinks she's all that, she's just trying to trick you by saying the things you like to hear. She'll try to stab you in the back the second she gets the chance."
The two soon devolved into insulting one another, degrading one another, doing everything they could to claw their way up towards freedom. I listened pleasantly until it had reached its apparent nadir. "I hate you! I thought you loved me, but I was obviously fucking wrong, you bitch!" "You're the bitch, trying to feed me to this rapist to save your own skin!" "See, Master! She called you a rapist, she's not a good girl like me!"
Of course, freedom was never actually in the cards for either of them. "Silence," I ordered them both, and they immediately shut up. "I lied. You're both going to be my rape slaves for the rest of your lives." They twitched at that. "Ahahaha, I'm glad you turned on each other, though. I like girls that fight for my attention. Now, kowtow," I ordered, and both obeyed, their heads soon planted against the floor in front of me, their faces staring at the floor, unable even to look at each other. I rested one foot on either of their heads, and sat back in my chair.
These two were just stepping stones, really, to my main target, but that was fine. They were really sexy stepping stones. Maybe I'd keep them after I was through, make them my live-in slaves, maybe I'd let them 'go,' maybe something in between.
My actual goal, though... well, I knew that Yang would show up at Junior's club. All I had to do was threaten her enough, and Mommy Dearest would pop up to save her daughter. At that point - seven to one, the combo between Emerald and Tyuule's Semblances... we would be able to take her down. I really wanted her the most, out of all the girls from RWBY.