Now, you've done some stupid stuff in your life, but on paper, today would top that list. In practice, however, nothing seems to be going wrong, for one major reason.
Grimm are attracted to negative emotions. They are NONE to be found where you are.
Where you are is in the middle of a forest just outside the walls of Vale. What's more is that the sun is still down. Aside from a flashlight and the soft glow from Blake's cat eyes, it was pretty damn dark.
But it was also super fun.
Neither of you know why or who really came up with the idea, but you and Blake were out on a hike before dawn. A long while ago, the place you ended up choosing was a proper trail, but a bad Grimm attack left it in quarantine, so you're only able to run around because you're both hunters in training. Of course, the lack of people meant that it was lacking in Grimm, so you and Blake were super isolated from other people, Grimm, and anything that would interrupt the two of you's date.
Why before the sunrise? Well, just to ensure you and Blake got to spend some time alone. Plus, she was up; Blake operated under an irregular sleep pattern most of the time, napping at intervals, leaving her awake at odd hours. While she was normally fine with this, you and her had discussed date ideas to keep her from getting TOO lonely. Ruby, Weiss, and Yang all had their own reasons for not wanting to come along, mostly involving sleep, but you were already bright and awake as you stepped around twigs and grass.
Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe the strange sensual hours where secrets are spoken and friendship-enhancing trips to 24 hour diners are had, but you and Blake were… just having a ton of fun. Even though you were casually walking around an old, overgrown hiking trail, something about everything kept making the two of you giggle. Maybe it was the absurdity of what you were doing and theoretically how dangerous it should be, but something was just making you smile.
Part of the fun of exploring an abandoned forest with no people or Grimm meant that Blake was free to be herself. As such, her cute little ears listened to all the sounds of the early morning while her weightless tailed shifted with her step. In order to complement her tail being allowed to shift and sway, Blake's outfit consisted of some low hanging booty shorts and a sports bra, plus her hair was up in a cute ponytail. Despite the sun just barely about to cross over the horizon, your flashlight was focused 100% on Blake's butt and not the path before you; still, you find the occasional trip a small price to pay to see Blake in booty shorts.
"You take way too long," Blake teases, confident enough in her steps ahead of you that she turns around and rests on a tree.
"Not all of us have night vision," you say, pointing your flashlight at her.
"It's ALMOST dawn…"
"And I'm almost blind."
"Not my fault you're not looking where you step," Blake teases, posing in her makeshift spotlight. "Ok, maybe it is." She arches her back, stretching out and giving you a nice, long look at her figure. "If I read the map right, we should be there soon."
You catch up to Blake's tree, flashlight still focused on Blake's body. You're fine with her leading the way, so you appropriately say, "Lead the way."
"And here I thought you were a team leader."
"Good team leaders know when to defer to other people who have more experience running around at night–" you start, before realizing that Blake may take that negatively about her runaway habits. You quickly add, "Must be nice reading softcore porn without needing a candle."
"Who told you it was softcore?" Blake says, a smirk audible in her voice despite the fact that you can't see her face. "You of all people know what I'm into, and yet you STILL have barely taken advantage of it."
"There's a time and place for these things, and we have plenty of time, but no great places."
"We don't have TOO much time," Blake says, suddenly a bit unhappy. "Our next out-of-school mission is coming up." She immediately lightens up and adds, "What am I gonna do for a whole week without you there to play with me?"
"I don't know, spend time with Ruby, Weiss, or Yang, your other three partners, each with varying kinks you want to explore?" you suggest. You can hear Blake roll her eyes.
"I mean, yeah, I GUESS."
"Besides, we have right now, don't we?"
"We do. And we have a clearing overlook the Emerald Forest that's super romantic and isolated." Blake jogs ups over a hill and looks at the surroundings, confirming that there was a clearing. With the dawn breaking, light begins to flood the world, illuminating her figure against the trees. The scene looks like some kind of dramatic book cover, with the shadowy figure bracing an arm against a tree, the wind visible as it blows her hair and the surrounding leaves. You gun the last few steps up the hill and join her.
The view is incredible. The sun rises past the Emerald Forest, peeking out from behind some far off mountains. The coming light bathes the Emerald Forest with a mystical shade of orange, painting the landscape in rich autumn colors. You overlook the entirety of the area from your perch atop a massive hill, Blake standing quietly at your side. In the distance, you see the ruins where the two of you collected your relics, starting your journeys further than that was the cliffside were RWBY had proven themselves to be the standout team amongst the rookies by slaying a Nevermore. The nostalgia overwrote the sense of fear and danger that should have been associated with that frightening test; it was the birth of your teams, and your first outings as Huntsman to be.
You and Blake wordlessly accept the sunrise, watching the world regain its color over the course of a half hour or so. The two of you share a bottle of water and some energy bars, saving a slightly better breakfast for later. You sit near the ledge of the cliff, staring at the world before you and chatting about nonsense and memories.
Eventually, you rise and step back, leaving Blake to watch atop the outcropping and stare at the scene. She looks like a dream in the early light, her figure perfectly captured against the orange tinted sky. Every moment captures your senses, from the sight of Blake against the horizon to the scent of the forest permeating your nose. You wait until Blake turns around to say your next words in that voice you've done your best to perfect.
"Alright, Kitten."
You grin a lecherous grin as Blake jumps, a shiver sent down her spine. Her cheery face shifts to shock as her ears perk up. Her body freezes as she looks at you, her breath suddenly growing more labored when it hadn't this entire hike.
"M-Master?" Blake says, suddenly weak in the knees. She'd had her inclinations, but you never actually discussed what you planned on doing on your hike. Though, knowing her and knowing that she trusts you to not abuse your power TOO much, you know she's ready and willing.
You beckon Blake to come closer. From shadows, she descends upon the world, taking back her gift to claim her spot as your gorgeous little animal. You hear her bite her lip as you brush her hair away from her neck and give her her collar, the one emblazoned with her name, marking her as your pet.
With nothing but the words, "Undress, Kitten," you strip Blake of all her rights. Before succumbing to your delightfully cruel human rule, she uses her last remaining humanity to please her master in the way she knows how. She giggles and returns to the clearing before you.
You stare at Blake's back as the morning light perfectly frames her. She stares out over the Emerald Forest before acting. You ready the camera on your phone and capture the moment Blake worked so hard to make even better than you could imagine.
Blake moves her arms to her sports bra and grabs the bottom. For some reason, you deign to stay where you are, watching the events unfold as you stare at Blake's back, her curvaceous figure unobstructed by anything. With a delightfully slow motion, Blake removes her top; she keeps both arms over her head in a playful stretch, her sports bra lazily dangling from one hand.
You snap a picture. Even though you can't see anything explicit, the sight of Blake's back, knowing that she's topless and casually holding her top sets you off. She relaxes, refusing to turn around and hiding away her breasts, which she also refuses to cover. The simple knowledge that Blake Belladonna is standing topless before the Emerald Forest excites you to no end.
But Kitten had an order. And Kitten couldn't stop there.
Blake doesn't look back at you. She doesn't need confirmation to continue. Wordlessly, she hooks her fingers into the waistband of her shorts and pulls them down, bending over to show you everything she has to offer that you own. She effortlessly slips them past her shoes and holds them with her bra.
The sight of Blake standing topless before the Emerald Forest was nice.
The sight of Blake standing topless before the Emerald Forest in nothing but a thong was immaculate.
You snap several pictures of Blake's pose. She stares over the forest lost in a reverence, content to make you watch her every move without a word. Even just bouncing weight to her other foot sends a jiggle through her body, her butt carrying the motion unrestrained by cloth. You know a good slap would make Blake's butt bounce, confirmed when she gives it a light tap. She still refuses to look at you, at least until she completes Master's task.
Finally, after an agonizing few minutes, Blake slips off her thong and holds it with the rest of her modesty. The Faunus stands before the world, her only clothing shoes and a collar with her name on it. You snap more pictures to enjoy later, thankful for the opportunity to stare at Blake's naked body all you want. You aren't sure which is more exciting: the idea that you have such beautiful pictures, or that you could share them with the ret of her team and make them resent not taking the chance to hike with you. As Blake turns around, you hear her purr like the good little kitten she is.
You take in Blake's subservient body. She makes no attempt to act embarrassed or nervous as you stare at her flawless curves, her breasts possessing their own healthy bounce and her famous hips perfectly framing your Kitten's kitten. After, she need not be embarrassed by anything.
She's nothing but an animal, after all.
With confidence, you turn around and start heading back to the parking lot. You drove a teammate's car here, so there was no chance of anything or anything bothering you or Blake until you drove back into the city. With no small amount of force, you use your Semblance and yank Blake's clothes out of her hand and into yours. Blake had nothing to cover herself in the event of any unwelcome guests, which just excites you more, even if there's no chance of it. Even better, she was uncaring; much like when she was hypnotized, she acted like she didn't even notice she was naked. Even though you've known RWBY intimately, none of them had no reaction to be undressed, and always turned their bodies away or looked nervously away when you stared at their figures. In Blake's mood, however, she cared as much about her clothes as any other cat.
Blake was a weak, shameless cat that was your plaything, and your Kitten couldn't be happier.
At first, Blake whines as you ignore her and start heading back to the car. Free from any fears, she subjects herself to her own persona, purring and mewling like a cat with no concern over her appearance. Wanting Master to play with her, she playfully walks up behind you and bats at your shoulder as if you had just returned from work; she expects you to touch her and pet her and treat her for waiting so patiently, but you continue on undeterred.
Blake's lonely mewls were music to you. There's so much pleasure you derive from having her obsess over you; her existence right now was purely for pleasure, both you enjoying controlling her and her enjoying a world without concern. All she had to do was exist and be an object of your desire. You'll reward her with a treat later, but first, you'll enjoy this.
Giving up, Blake whimpers and starts exploring. While you follow the hiking trail, she shifts between the trees around you, peeking out from behind trunks and meowing a satisfying song as she glides around. Her unrestrained movements were silken, her tail effortlessly trailing behind her graceful steps. Your plaything truly moved as quietly and as playfully as a cat wandering, and even her expressions mimicked an animal having fun exploring a wide-open space.
What you love most about Blake right now is that, while her movements show that she's absorbed in her role as a cat, she still always remains in front of you, pouncing at shadows and trotting forward. Aside from when she walks around trees, you enjoy the sight of her naked body the entire walk back. Every bit of her body carries the grace of a cat, and every joyful little jump she does to mimic her animal half makes her breasts bounce and her butt jiggle.
Eventually, you start nearing the parking lot. You've tortured Blake long enough, so you state, "Kitten," and wait for her to turn to you.
Blake peeks around a tree, a curious smile on her face. "Master?" She steps out into the open, letting you stare at her naked body, still uncaring.
"Come here," you order. Blake weightlessly steps towards you, her lips curling further upward. When she draws near, she pounces on you and wraps her arms around your body.
Nuzzling her cheek into your shoulder, Blake says, "Master~"
You lose your sense of superiority as you feel Blake rub her body into you. Her breasts squish against your chest and her hips grind against yours, her warmth emanating throughout her. Instantly, you forget all your grandeur brought on by controlling her and are reminded that you are a man with extreme desires.
"Nya~" Blake sings as she sniffs your neck. Though you try to stay strong, your legs begin to fail as Blake kisses your cheek and asks, "Does Master like?"
Thankfully, your reflexes take over for your empty mind. Running on autopilot, you start caressing Blake's curves, feeling her skin squish between your fingers. It's soft and warm, and most importantly, yours. Blake mewls in pleasure as you run your fingers down her her spine and get ever closer to touching other areas.
"Master likes," you say, finally regaining some control. Blake giggles, fully aware that you returned to boyhood. You punish her by scratching her ears and gently pinching and rubbing her tail; your actions cause Blake to bite her lip and suck in breath. As she moans, her hips continue to grind on yours, rubbing up against your erection.
Blake recovers from her immodest moans and leans back so as to meet your eyes. She flicks hers downwards and playfully muses, "Master is excited?" Her Cheshire smile confirms what you already know: it's hard to imagine a world where Blake ISN'T aware of what she's doing to your libido, pressing her naked body against you.
"Yes, Master is excited."
Blake giggles and steps away from you. Once again, she pounces, pushing her hands into your shoulders like you were her prey. You step back, finding yourself against a tree. Blake breathes on your neck, draws a claw down your chest, and says, "Master~"
You look up to the sky and thank the Brothers as Blake squats down. She manages to keep her balance resting on her haunches, positioning her face right before the lump in your gym shorts. You place your hands on her head, helping her keep balance and also a way to pet her ears.
Blake's tail shifts back and forth, back and forth. She takes one last look up at you before lowering your shorts, exposing your cock. Your Kitten accepts it into her mouth and begins performing, running her tongue back and forth, back and forth while bobbing her head back and forth, back and forth.
Blake flashing her breasts to the Emerald Forest excites you.
Blake mewling like a cat as she hiked through the Emerald Forest naked excites you.
Blake giving you a blowjob in the Emerald Forest while completely naked excites you.
Blake purring and moaning as she gives you a blowjob in the Emerald Forest completely naked makes you cum.
Your seed fills Blake's mouth as she fingers herself. She pushes forward, accepting all of you into her as she tries to vocalize her pleasure. Releasing your cock from her mouth, she looks up at you and swallows, mewling like a cat. "Meow~"
You pet Blake's ears and lay her head. "Good kitty."
Blake nuzzles her head into your thigh. It'd be a cuter gesture if she wasn't naked, but you much prefer it this way. After a moment, she extends a hand, which you grab to pull her up to standing.
"Did Master like?" Blake asks, no longer using her cutesy cat voice.
You hand Blake her clothes back and say, "You're such a good Kitten. So good to Master~"
Blake shudders, interrupting her sliding her thong back on. "Nya~" She takes her time redressing, letting you get one more squeeze in before she pulls her sports bra back down. She turns around and spreads her hair, presenting you her collar to remove.
You leave over Blake's shoulder and smirk. You feel her shudder with pleasure as you say, "And who said you'll be taking your collar off?"
"M-Master?"
"No, Kitten. You'll be wearing that ALLLLL day~"
Blake gasps and throws her hands between her legs. You assist her with your Semblance as she finishes pleasuring herself. After she cums, you give her a kiss on the forehead and help her back to the car. After she lets her hair down and hides her Faunus traits, the two of you drive back to Beacon and start the rest of your day.