We're about halfway caught up now. I'll get two more chapters up over the next few weekdays, likely bleeding over into next week. Hope you guys are all having a good weekend!

Tags: Titfuck, Deepthroat, Orgasm Control, Forced Orgasm

Chapter 5

Yang had been in awe when they arrived at Chateau de la Brume Gris.

She'd seen large buildings in the city of Vale. Her parents had taken her to see stuff like the council building which had been built to look like the palaces of the Old Kingdoms. She'd seen the maze of interconnected buildings that made up most of the city and the spires of Beacon Academy dress the horizon at all times of day.

But the chateau was different. Yang went down a street of the Vale and could see that everything along that street was attached but separated, homes and apartments and shops owned and rented by different people. One street housed and supported maybe a hundred locals, if not more.

Chateau de la Brume Gris was entirely owned by the Arcs. There were no stores here, and everyone that worked inside it worked for them. The very idea of just a single family having that much baffled her.

She could definitely say it made clear to her how her mom's boss could cover the fine, if he lived in a place like this.

The trip hadn't exactly been short, but apparently it had been faster than it would normally have been. Instead of the flight and drive, they'd been picked up from patch's airport and taken directly to the chateau, flying over the fields surrounding Vale along the way and giving Yang a view she was sure would be plastered to her mind - and in her scroll - for a very long time.

Getting picked up by the Arc's private bullhead cut the trip in half. Something that Yang still found pretty darn rough on account of the fact that it was still four hours in the air. But she was thankful that her new boss was nice enough to do that since her mom hadn't been feeling well the whole way back.

Her mom had spent the whole trip resting. The woman's pale and clammy skin made Yang wonder if it was a good thing for her to be heading back to work at all, and she'd asked the pilot about it. The man told her that her mother would likely be able to get some rest once they got back to the chateau.

Thankfully nothing else had happened en route and they'd arrived at the manor's hangar - gods they had a hangar. They'd been greeted by some of the staff, and Summer immediately took her to what was apparently going to be Yang's new room.

Much to her surprise, it was almost twice as large as her room back home! It had a king-sized bed and one hell of a view of the Valean countryside as well as a whole damn lake they had in their backyard.

This was some fairytale shit. Yang didn't even know stuff like this could exist on Remnant. How were they protecting this from the Grimm?

Yang let herself fall unto the bed. She'd changed into a comfortable combination of a tanktop and shorts after she'd finished unpacking and getting setup. Her mom had returned to her room down the hall to meet the guy that sort of owned the place, some kid that was her age. Yang had worried that her mom was reporting for work again, but the woman had assured her that she was just making sure the boss man knew they were there and settled in.

She had a few hours to kill until dinnertime. Part of her wanted to go around for a bit, but the exhaustion of the trip left her feeling more than a little sleepy.

Honestly, a nap didn't sound too bad.

~TtT~

Summer's body was fire. It welled up from her core and spread outwards towards her extremities like the radiance of a blazing star. She could feel the tingle of the wind of the house's grand halls brushing her hair, sending shivers of electricity up her spine.

Cock. She needed the master's cock.

That singular hunger had been what she'd focused on the whole way back to the chateau.

Cock, cock, cock.

Master's blue eyes staring down at her as she sucked him down to the base and let his cum fill her tummy.

Cum.

His cum filling up every one of her holes, painting her face white, feeding her, marking her.

She'd come as she thought about it if she could.

She wanted his cock to punch straight past her pussy and all the way up to her babyroom. She wanted him to pull it out and fuck it right back into her.

His cock, cock, cock.

Even in her dreams, as she tried to rest on the bullhead back, it was all she saw. His spongy head, the shaft that was as thick as her wrist, and balls that could fill her hands and stuff her mouth.

She wanted his cock to suck, to fuck.

Summer needed to come. Needed to finally uncork the pressure that was building up in the furnace of her core. She'd been wanting to for days now, and she needed him to do it. Masturbating back home only served to drag her to the edge and leave her there for hours on end only to pull her down from the peak. It hurt. It hurt so much.

And when she'd become too tired to stay awake, her aching pussy, her hungering ass, her cum-starved stomach, all only made her dream of the week of nonstop fucking her master had put her through before sending her for a week with her kids and perpetually-busy husband.

It was a week where she'd had more cum than food in her tummy, and she found herself longing for the taste of it on her tongue, the sensation of it slowly sliding down her throat.

Cum. Summer wanted cum. Her tongue ran over her lips at the memory of her master's taste.

She was always wet, horny, tired, sleepy, hungry. It was both the most and least sexy she'd ever felt. She wondered if Jaune would find the physical manifestation of her suffering, pale skin, eye bags, limp hair, disgusting or arousing.

Because he did that to her. Deprived of him, she turned into this… shadow.

Her tits felt swollen and overfull. Every time she'd milked herself she'd need to be emptied again just hours later. Summer wanted to let him drink from her, a hot refreshment straight from the tap. Maybe he'd be pleased enough with her to let her cum, to fill her with his own.

Yes, maybe he'd like that.

So when they arrived she put her daughter to bed and went straight to his chambers. She found him there in his loosely-tied robes, and she was on her knees moments later, her clothes thrown to the floor and her head brushing the hardwood floor in supplication.

Her arousal was already making a puddle. She could feel it.

~TtT~

It was a lovely day outside. The cool air that swept across the plains brushed at Jaune's hair and kept him nice and comfortable even as the noonday sun started to take its toll.

He leaned back against the recliner he had set on the balcony and enjoyed the sensations.

Especially the warm and wet tongue that was polishing the head of his cock.

"That's good, Summer." He whispered as his eyes met hers. She answered by taking his head into her mouth and suckling on it like he would her teats, all the while her tongue swirled about the tip.

Jaune hissed, leaning back and closing his eyes to focus on the sensation. Her breath had blown scorching hot against the wet and spongy flesh of his cockhead, a sharp contrast to the cool air blown in from the plains of the Valean countryside. The inside of her mouth was warm and wet and filled with the lovely sensation of her slavish tongue coaxing him.

And around his shaft, she pressed her swollen tits together, surrounding him in a pillowy softness that was altogether different from the squishy confines of her pussy and ass. It was about as snug as her hands and arms could make it, but had a give that Jaune could definitely appreciate.

Then there was the lubricant she was using, a mixture of spit and milk she rubbed against his cock, a lovely tribute of her fluids, fresh and hot for his enjoyment.

She held her tits up from below and squeezed them together, the motion squirting milk unto his torso. He loved the smell of it, of her, and for a moment before the wind took it away and she shoved herself down on his dick. It was lovely, the way her breasts squeezed, the pliant and marshmallowy feeling a contrast to her hot and squeezing mouth and the entrance to her throat.

His maid moaned, the humm of it vibrating his cockhead even as she squeezed about him and wrapped him in pliant and giving titflesh.

Up and down she went, fellating him while giving him a wet and sloppy titfuck, the sound of her sloppy licking and sucking joining the beautiful day.

Eventually, Jaune took his hand and held her down while he moved his other to squeeze and pull at a nipple.

Summer moaned at the contact, the teat squirting milk against his palm before he let go of it and let it join his other hand atop her head. Jaune rubbed the hot milk into her hair.

"Tits together, Summer." Then his hands wrapped her milk-slick hair around his fist and he pushed her down until she was face-down on her own breasts. And then he pushed further.

Her throat constricted around the upper parts of his cock, slick and hot and tight. Even with her neck bent, Jaune found entry easy for her well-used esophagus, only an interrupted gasp and the vibrations of a whimper indicating any of her discomfort. Shivering hands pushed around the sides of her plump breasts, moist and pillowy warmth hugging his cock.

It was a lovely dual sensation, the contrast of her tight throat and the give of her tits. Jaune pulled her down further until her head wouldn't go down anymore and the thrum of her whimpers shivered through his member.

Then he pulled her up, all the way till only his head was in her mouth.

Summer's eyes were lidded, only half-seeing as she seemed to look through him. All the same, her tongue circled his dick again and she moved her breasts to stroke him.

Jaune pulled her down again, and started fucking her mouth and tits onto his dick.

It was a brief but unforgiving pace, spit and throat slime was dragged out of her and splattered all over her bosom and Jaune's cock, rubbing against her face as he dragged her up and down his shaft and pressing her down into her own breasts.

When he was finished, her breasts were well-lubricated and her face looked positively ruined. Letting go of her hair, Jaune leaned back against his chair and let her take control.

She focused on catching her breath first, her mouth wide open and letting out little pained moans with each exhale, silver eyes closed.

But still, she hadn't stopped servicing him, one hand going under both her breasts to keep them together while her other pulled at a nipple, drawing her milk and getting it all over the palm of her hand. That same palm rose to rub at his head, mixing the milk with her spit and slime.

It reminded Jaune of jelly lube mixed with water to make it more runny, less sticky. When Summer transitioned to stroking his cock with her hand, she slid up and down at a quick and smooth tempo.

"Master…" She whispered, begged. "Please." Her luscious tongue lapped at his head, her hands going back to stroking his shaft with her tits, the motions now more quick, more slick, with the mix of milk and spit. "Let me come."

Jaune laughed as he leaned his head back to look at the sky behind her, enjoying the feeling of two fleshy tits rubbing him to orgasm, enjoying the warm contrast of her mouth around his head.

"What was it like, Summer, being away from me?"

She moaned about his cockhead before pulling away to answer, "It was pain, master. I needed to be milked, to cum, or else I'd lose myself." And then she shoved herself back onto his cock, throating herself on him again before pulling back out. Her hands reapplied the milk. "And then I couldn't. I couldn't come.I still can't come. Master, please let me come. Please!"

He could hear it, the almost-splashing whenever he moved his feet, the puddle that had grown underneath her as she served him. Her pussy was a faucet, leaking her arousal nonstop. Summer's hips periodically thrust forward, too, pushing her pelvis ineffectually against the air in some unconscious need for stimulation that she wasn't being given.

"Soon, Summer." He cooed, giving her a pat on her wet and tangled hair. Black-red strands stuck to his palm thanks to the milk he'd rubbed into it. She looked like a right mess and he loved it. "Tell me more first. Did you sleep with Taiyang while you were there?"

His maid dove in for another bout of fucking her face on his dick and answered when she pulled out, her hand again picking up the slack and lathering up his cock with milk while she slurpled up the threads of her spit.

"No, sir… Ah…" She licked from his cumvein up to his head, giving it a few suckles like she wanted to drink milk from it. "He's… He's not you." The last two words were said in an almost painful whine. Jaune failed to suppress the grin and the feeling of primal triumph at her answer. The feeling grew even more when Summer drove herself down again, this time moving so quickly Jaune thrust back up at the tingling feeling of shocks running through his cock.

"But I thought you loved him." He pulled at her nipples, cupping some of the milk and pouring it over her hair again, enjoying the sight of the white liquid running down her face to mix with everything else that now covered it. Summer leaned her head back in acceptance.

"I… I love Taiyang. I love my daughters… Ah… Ah… But… But I'm yours, master." The hands around her tits squeezed harder as she lifted herself up and then down to truly start the proper titfuck. "I can't be separated from you anymore. I'd go mad." Tears spilled down the sides of her face, coming from silver eyes clenched shut and joining all the other fluids on her skin. "I- I can't. Only you, master Jaune. I still love them. I don't think I'll ever stop, but I'll only ever be fucked by you, be with you."

She held her tongue out and looked at him, her eyes no longer half-lidded. There was something there that was a mix of acceptance, defeat, and resolve. It was a stark contrast to her flushed face and bosom even as he stared at her and her drool came down in a solid stream to fall over the head of his cock, pooling in her cleavage. The heat from her breasts and her spit stoking his flames.

"Do what you will with me, Jaune. Fuck me, destroy me, sire children in me. As many as you want." She bent down and slurped at his cock then resumed the titfuck. "I… I'll stay with you forever if you want, stay in the chateau or wherever you go, never go back to Patch."

Here he sensed her hesitation, saw a flash in her eyes as she thought of her younger, trueborn daughter. One that would grow up completely motherless if she didn't even spend a token amount of time back on that island of hers.

But she'd do that for him. Do it if he wanted her to.

That was sexy. Jaune grinned. That sacrifice was sexy, especially if she'd make it just so he'd not lose access to the collection of fuckholes that she was.

He could see it happening, too. Summer would stay and just stop visiting home, even for the odd weekend. Yang staying, too, after he'd finished breaking her in. Little Ruby Rose would wonder why her mother and sister stopped coming, but still send money back home.

Sure Taiyang would eventually come looking, but he already had plans to deal with that, and while Ruby was a tempting offer for the full set, he wasn't in a hurry to bring her in, not when he was already having so much fun with her mother, and Yang promised to be much the same.

But it was fun and games for him, it would most likely ruin Ruby's life, Taiyang's life.

And all so Summer could keep his cock wet.

He moaned at the idea as Summer suckled on the head of his cock. Her hips thrust even as she did so, her arousal splashing about and getting drops of her on his legs.

She sensed his coming climax, swirling her tongue about his head as she sped up the movement of her sloppy tits around his pulsing shaft. The spongy flesh felt divine, especially as he thought of how he was now the center of her existence. Well and truly his toy, his plaything.

His.

And when he finished cumming, coating her in so much semen her eyes were glued shut and her hair was more white than black-red, he grinned at her and granted her release.

"Cum, Summer. Cum and don't stop cumming till I say so."

~TtT~

The past day had been the longest she'd been on the edge for. Back on Patch, each time she'd failed to come to orgasm, she'd hung over the precipice then been pulled back. Today, she'd been pushed to edge and hung there, made to look down at the oblivion below without being permitted to come down, or to fall off.

So when she'd finally been thrown over, it was a fall unlike any Summer had ever experienced.

"Cumming!"

The semen covering her was hot, scalding. It was the only thing she could really feel besides the shocks that ran through her body as she fell back and splashed unto the puddle of her juices on the smooth stone floor.

Her back arched, feet scrambling against the wet stone to move, to climb, to get away. She felt herself shiver and twitch and shake as she failed. Summer writhed, pleasure wracking every corner of her body, girlcum squirting from her pussy as milk shot out of her nipples to join the spit and slime and semen.

"Ah! A-ah! Aaaaaaah!" Her hands thrashing about. Her pussy clenched about itself. It felt like her core had bundled itself into a ball of molten iron that compressed with each bolt of lightning that it sent up her spine and into her brain. She thrust up into the air as she squirted. "I-it- ah! It's n-not stop- gah!"

She could barely breathe, her lungs not willing to take in air as she died the little death unending, so every time she could she drew in great gulps for fear of truly passing. It was all she could do, all Summer could control besides her mouth. The rest of her body was too caught up in the throes of orgasm to obey.

It just went on and on. One orgasm rolling into the next without abating. Her lungs burned, her heart was pounding so hard in her chest Summer was becoming more and more sure that this was how she was going to die, cumming and cumming as a show for her master. All after bringing her own replacement, her dear Yang, to be trained up as his next toy.

She could see it, too. Yang twisted and broken like she was now, writing in a puddle of her own fluids, her hair soaked in who-knows-what, and feeling only fire and lightning inside of her.

But she could also see the two of them working together, both of them on this very balcony floor putting on this same show for Jaune. Waking him up with their mouths, with their tits, their pussies. She wondered what changes the master would make to her eldest, wished she'd get to see. Would he make her a milking cow like her? Soften up the entrance to her womb so she'd be able to take all of his cock? Make her able to orgasm from choking on cock and drowning in cum?

Would he do more?

"Oo-o-ooooh! Ooooooh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Aaaaaaaah!"

Summer wanted to see. To be there. To hold her daughter's hand and whisper in her ear that it was all going to be alright.

"Y-Yaaaaaang." Her whimpering cry was breathless. It was becoming harder now, and Summer was sure that if her eyes weren't glued shut by her master's cum she'd be going blind again. But she could see her little girl's purples gaze boring into her. She called, "Y-Gah! Y-Yaaaaaaaang!"

Something pressed down on her stomach, pushing so hard she'd been flatted unto the smooth stone slabs beneath her, her clammy skin sinking into the now cooling puddle of liquid sex.

It was Jaune, "How is it, Summer? Good to finally get to come after holding it in for the past few days?" There was a growl somewhere there that stood out so starkly to her despite her clouded mind, one that she found herself hyperfocused on even as she rolled into another round of orgasms, her hips trying in vain to thrust against whatever he was pushing her down with to the point of pain. Pain that only served to further amplify her orgasm.

She keened as her head rocked back and blossomed in a round of pain and dizziness. If not for her aura, she'd have probably knocked herself out then.

"You've been cumming nonstop, Summer. It's quite the sight" His weight fell over her breasts, her shoulders. She could feel his breath brushing her hot and sweaty neck. "I wonder what you feel like."

Then, he entered her.

Summer felt herself try to scream and fail, her mouth hanging open as she ineffectually arched her back to get away.

It felt like the largest thing she'd ever taken, felt like it was stretching her out like a log would if it was being run through her. She wasn't sure if he was larger or the very tight constriction of her passage made it feel that way, but that was what it felt like.

"Hngggg!" And she came. Of course it made her cum. "I-I'm dying! I'm dying, master!" Summer didn't know how she'd managed to pullin a breath, but she did. She breathed in to cry and her lungs felt like they may pop or be crushed. She wasn't sure which, but maybe both. "I'm going to diiiiiiiiieeee!"

Despite this, Jaune laughed. "It's so good, Summer. This is the tightest I've had you. It's actually almost painful how hard you're squeezing, almost like it's an opening too small for my cock." He moaned, his hips giving her a thrust that just drove her to further heights. She'd thrashed some more, but his weight still held her against the floor. "But you're so slick, Summer. So very slick, and I can slide in and out so nicely."

Her entire lower body moved around his dick, flesh pried open to allow him further entry. It felt like a hammer and chisel was splitting her apart, cutting her in half. Or maybe it was more like a saw.

Because that's what he started to do afterwards.

And somehow Summer stayed awake for it. The whole maddening ordeal of cumming and cumming and cumming for the pleasure of the titanic dick that fucked all of her.

Meanwhile, Jaune laughed and played with her body. She felt him pull at her nipples even as hs pushed down on her, felt his weight press against her womb from above while his cock fucked it, as she fucked herself on him in her spasms. The wall of her womb sandwiched between them. It was an exquisite brand of suffering.

She didn't know how long it went, didn't know how many more times he'd filled her and let her own pussy stimulate him back to hardness, didn't know how many times she'd ended up coming. All she did know was that when her master finally told her to stop cumming, she'd taken a deep breath and fallen to blissful sleep in a pool of cum and milk, baptized into her new life.

~TtT~

"What do you think of her, master?"

Jaune looked down from his chair to meet Summer's silver eyes for a moment before looking to the window.

After she'd finally woken up, looking much healthier than she had when she'd arrived if certainly more exhausted, they'd both gone down for dinner. It had been the agreed-upon time for Jaune to meet Yang, after all.

"I think I'm going to like her."

Yang was a pretty thing. A bit taller than him, but that wasn't unexpected. He'd been told that boys his age caught up later in that department, and he certainly didn't mind the enhanced view of her cleavage it would give him when the time came. He could practically feel her titflesh warming his cheeks as he sunk his face into them while he sunk his dick into her cunt.

A warm, wet tongue brushed against the head of his cock.

"I'm glad." Summer said. Jaune could practically feel the grin in her voice even as he looked out towards the shattered moon. "May I ask what you have in mind for her, master?"

That was a good question, though he'd taken the week away from Summer to think about it. There were some things he'd not developed in Summer that he'd like to try out with Yang. See where it led and what kind of experience she could give him.

Certainly her hair was something he wanted to have fun with. His personal maid had mentioned quite a few times how seriously Yang took her hair. Jaune would love to see how such diligent care would feel wrapped around his cock and soaked with his cum.

"Many things, Summer." He looked down to her as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. Jaune pushed her down to the base in one long, smooth motion. "How about I tell you some of what I have in mind while you earn your dessert, eh?"

The moan that ran down his cock was all the answer he needed.

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