While the magical realm already had more than enough people to plan an attack on Salem's forces, it wasn't until Glynda Goodwitch arrived that the serious plans for said attack began to get hashed out.

Her stern discipline and experience, as well as general ability to create battlements within mere moments, was all they'd been lacking. To everyone's surprise, while she didn't seem interested in much participation, Glynda didn't comment on nor judge the more… physically open attitude that the population of the magical realm had taken.

That being said, she was still a strict taskmaster, and anyone acting out of order when there was work to be done heard about it fast. For most this just meant waiting until preparations were over for the day to fool around. For Ruby though, this wasn't an option. Her desires came too suddenly, spiked too all at once to be confined to any set times, and Ruby found herself on the end of Gylnda's crop more than once.

Glynda seemed to genuinely not realize this only made the situation worse, actively arousing the already unfocused Huntress.

Deciding that something would need to be done, Glynda decided to set a trap, speaking opening one day about her plans to go for a long relaxing shower after training. Sure enough, Glynda had barely undressed and gotten the water running when she sensed Ruby watching her.

Ruby, likewise, had barely started watching when she felt herself get pulled in front of Glyda like a fish on a hook. She tried to think of something to say, but quickly realized she couldn't speak. Glynda had her body completely held with her semblance, hovering just a foot or so off the ground.

"Miss Rose are are a promising, powerful, and frankly rather attractive young woman," Glynda spoke like a disappointed teacher looking down at a student from behind a desk, rather than a naked one running a riding crop along the body of a likewise naked student, "But this behavior simply cannot continue. Going forward I intend to act as guard of sorts. I'll be keeping an eye on you and making sure you stay focused. Starting with this."

Glynda proceeded to examine Ruby's body while the futanari remained helplessly restrained. Said examination evidently required more than just her eyes however.

Ruby found herself overheating with need as Glynda's soft, skilled hands groped her body; squeezing her small, sensitive chest, massaging her supple ass, teasing her inexperienced pussy, then finally began to gently stroke her cock.

Its throbbing was the moment movement Ruby was capable of aside from her eyes, and Ruby suspected Glynda *could* restrict it as well.

Ruby winced at the teasing, unable to even attempt to struggle or try to get more. Glynda was precise and calm with every movement, never lingering in any one area long enough to bring Ruby over the edge.

After what felt like hours but Ruby assumed to be ten or so minutes, Glynda finally stopped. Not that that was any better.

Ruby's entire body would have been shaking if it could have by that point, her nipples so stiff they felt like diamonds and her member similarly edged to an obsidian oblivion.

Her leaking tip was overshadowed by the leaking her pussy was doing. With almost no experience on the receiving end of things, Ruby felt she might go out of her mind at the rate things were going.

Ruby hoped that she'd be allowed to cum at that point, and while she certainly wasn't disallowed, it would have to be by her own hands and fingers, as Glynda had simply gotten dressed and left, leaving Ruby feeling embarrassed as well as more desperate to cum than she'd ever been.

She hadn't even had time to find someone to help, simply bringing herself over right where she landed when Glynda's telekinetic hold on her released.

Ruby panted, simply laying in the small puddle her juices had formed, ropes of white spattered along her stomach, legs, and chest.

She was a mess, and it had been one of the most intense releases she'd had since being awakened like she had so long ago. Over the following days it became clear to Ruby that Glynda intended to take her role as disciplinarian quite seriously.

Whenever it looked like Ruby was about to lose control, pounce, or even just sneak away from important tasks like training or planning, Glynda would stop her with her semblance and give her enough teasing session, leaving her to either finish herself off alone or remain wound up until the end of the planning and training for the counter-attack on Salem's forces were over.

And as helpful and in fact needed as it was, the others were all starting to notice the toll it was taking on Ruby. It wasn't helping her focus, it was just keeping her wound like a spring.

Soon Ruby was getting nervous doing anything sexual even at times when Glynda wouldn't intervene, and only two weeks in Ruby had stopped fooling around with everyone except herself in private.

Glynda didn't personally see what was wrong with this at first, but to her credit did seem to eventually relent to the suggestions of Emerald and Yang when it became clear Ruby was going to need a way to mentally release the tension or she was gonna have some kind of breakdown before or even during the battle.

When Ruby was next called to meet with Glynda alone, her heart was racing nervously; even more nervous when Glynda instructed her to undress.

Ruby was so used to stripping down for Glynda's punishments she didn't even question the command, nor notice that this time Glynda was also undoing her top, letting her plump, milfy tits free of the cloth confinement.

"Now then," Glynda said as she moved onto her knees, Ruby's hips and hands held by her semblance, but nothing else, "It has come to my attention that my previous methods may have been… ill-informed. As an attempt at an apology, and more so an attempt at compromise, I've decided to make your outbursts my responsibility.. In another way."

As she spoke, she levitated a small tube over to her, squeezing the lubricant down over Ruby's cock. Ruby shuddered at the cool feeling, only to moan at the feeling of Glynda's hand stroking her to spread it more while the floating lube was squirted between breasts as well.

Ruby, having been too nervous to really listen to what Glynda was saying before, now began to understand. Her cock, only hard out of need, now began to throb with excitement.

Sure enough, Glyna leaned in, squeezing Ruby's cock between her tits and beginning to stroke her, "The stick method, so to speak, wasn't working for you. So I've decided to switch to the carrot." Glynda explained, unsure if Ruby could even hear her as her lathered breasts pumped her cock.

The expression on her face seemed to indicate that she'd had her brain removed. In spite of herself, Glynda smirked at this, amused at how much pleasure the futa girl got from her body.

She began to wonder why she hadn't been attempting this from the start, but blushed tomato red at that thought, reminding herself that this was a special case.

She wasn't surprised at how stiff Ruby still was after her first orgasm; hardness not seeming to go down at all as the thick ropes of cum landed on her tits and chin.

"Seems I've quite a lot of apologizing to do before we're in the green," Glynda said with a chuckle, leaning back in for round two.

Ruby wanted to respond, but wasn't sure she'd be able to manage any coherent words.