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Ruby finally gets to see someone from her family since her dad left her at the Beacon dorms while Jaune, Yang, and Raven get into their rooms at the hotel.
Chapter 25
Yang could feel the heat brushed against her legs.
It had been there a while now, and she was sure that people could see how flushed she was even though she was fully clothed. Not that it seemed to tamp down her excitement much.
She shivered as she walked through up the staircase of the hotel's entranceway and through the double doors that had been held open for them. Vaguely, she sensed both bellboys giving her a nod in greeting, but maybe her addled mind missed it.
Instead, she was more focused on the soft and squishy things bumping against her legs as she swung her legs in between steps. They were heavy, weighty. Yang couldn't get the thought that someone would see how they'd swing against the folds of her long skirt - the master had gotten Yang to wear a long skirt! - and catch that the young combat school student had ten or so-odd condoms hanging from her garterbelt.
Another shiver ran up her spine and down her legs, making her toes tingle with each step.
Master Jaune had cum so many times on the ride to the city, just about every single one of his loads had been shot into the condoms.
She could still remember how his balls felt against her lips each time he did, how they seemed to shrink on themselves just the littlest bit while they pushed his almost jelly-like load out of his large and throbbing cock. It had been a treat to Yang's senses. The sight of his member throbbing as spurt after spurt shot into the rubber with so much force she was sure the thing would be thrown off of him.
It had only been improved by the sight of her mom's hand as Summer continued to stroke the master while he climaxed. Speeding up as he peaked and then turning to slow and deliberate motions to make sure that everything in his pipes had been drawn out.
His musk filled her head with warmth and left her dizzyingly empty, her neglected womb tightening around nothing and her slick thighs rubbing together.
She'd not neglected herself, either. She'd had her fingers pressed down on the base of her belly, half-crushing, half-rubbing her womb from the outside, and sending her squirting a few times while she felt the master's thighs threaten to squeeze her head in between them whenever he came.
And once he was done, once the condom was so filled that Yang was in awe at how much the things could hold, she'd been tasked with pulling it off her master, tying it off, cleaning him with her mouth, and then putting on the next one. Something she'd been more than happy to do as she choked herself on Jaune's length. With how many times she'd cum, every inch of his man-meat had been drowned in the scent of him. Yang was certain she'd cum several times from his smell alone.
In fact, by the time they'd entered the City of Vale proper, Yang was in a puddle of her own making.
Raven hadn't been much better, though Yang was certain she'd enjoyed the experience much better than the woman that had birthed her.
Because at least Yang had been permitted to cum. She didn't think she'd caught her mother doing the same.
No matter how many times she'd seen it happen, the girl still couldn't get used to seeing Raven turned into a bumbling and whimpering mess. The dark-haired woman was shivering, thighs spread wide and cramping from keeping spread for the hours-long drive to the City of Vale. Her pale skin flushed a hot-pink, and gleamed as the little sunlight filtering in through the tinted glass hit the sheen of sweat she was covered in.
Her long hair - longer than even Yang's - had become plastered to her forehead and her cheeks, falling down like a heavy curtain before pooling on the floor behind her and soaking up the juices she'd leaked all over the floor.
But she didn't think anything else could beat the sight of her birth-mother's tits, growing bigger and heavier every day since the master had taken her, rising and falling with each laboured and pained breath. Her chest swelled and shrunk with each breath, the jiggling of the soft flesh almost as hypnotic as the glinting of the silver piercings on her mother's erect nipples as they bounced from her violent shaking.
Coupled with the whimpers that slipped out from between Raven's lips every other exhale, Yang was certain it had been a treat to the master's senses. He'd certainly filled enough condoms to tell her as much.
And by the time they'd entered the city? Raven looked positively delirious, unfocused scarlet eyes gazing into the near distance even as her pussy winked and wept from being denied the master's cruel mercies. She was thrusting into the air near the end, using the movement to get what little relief she could when she hadn't been permitted even the use of her hands.
It had taken Summer's help to get Raven in shape to show up in public. Yang wasn't sure how her real mom had managed to get Raven's hair dry, but she decided it must have been magic of some sort. It wasn't all that odd considering how much of it she'd seen since summer had started.
So here she was now, feeling the rhythmic bump, bump, bump of each bag as it swung with her steps and against her leg.
The feel of them, the weight of them. Every bag filled with the master's sperm was still hot and viscous enough she could still feel it as she walked through the hotel's lobby. Brother Gods, she felt it even more now that it was contrasted to the chilling air of the air condition. Pockets of molten heat pressed against her thighs enough that the air beneath her skirt felt sweltering.
Each hit of the bags against her bare skin struck like a blow. Rubber lining sticking to slick skin before they swung back out as she took another step and back in again.
Held as they were by the tie to her garterbelt, Yang could imagine just how easy it would be for the tie-offs to snap. For the balloons of cum to fall and spatter all over the floor and for her to slip and fall on her ass. Every other balloon popping and popping and popping as she fell on top of them or rolled over them once she'd fallen.
She'd be a dirty, dirty little girl. Covered in the master's gunk as it soaked into her skirts, her shirt as she shamed herself in front of all these people.
Her sodden pussy clenched around empty air, her womb quivered. Licking her lips, Yang remembered the taste of the master from when she'd cleaned him, the scent of him still fresh in her memory. Hands and fingers twitched as the urge to press against her womb came and went. She had to hold her own hands to stop her from doing so.
She knew what would happen. It wouldn't take much for her to cum right now, and once she'd start it'd be very difficult for her to stop.
And the master wanted them in the room, wanted to make sure Yang, Raven, and himself all made it in so they could finally take care of her birth-mother's punishment.
Oh yes.
Lavender eyes turned to Raven, the woman trailing after the master in a more modest version of her uniform.
Yang could see the way the older woman shuddered even as she tried to walk steadily behind them. Her skin was still flushed, and she was biting her lips hard enough that Yang would have suspected she'd have drawn blood if not for the pittance of aura Raven was permitted to have access to.
They entered the elevator, Jaune speaking with the hotel manager who had decided to see them to their rooms personally.
And as the doors closed, Yang let her thighs squeeze around one of the filled condoms hidden beneath her skirts.
It bulged, squished between her toned thighs and lit a fire at the base of her belly and in between her legs. Once more, she licked her lips.
~TtT~
Ruby idly moved her food around the plate.
It wasn't bad. Honestly, it was pretty good when compared to the stuff her dad made when mom was out of town working for Jaune. In fact, it tasted so good they'd actually gotten Ruby to start eating her vegetables!
But that's part of what was bothering her.
The too-big dining hall was so empty. Not even the other students that were staying over were around today, most of them opting to spend the day outside since it was a weekend. So even though she'd sorta managed to make some friends with the students - she couldn't wait to tell her sister about how she'd made friends with Beacon students before her sister even got the chance to - there weren't any around now.
Sure, it was because they felt sorry for her, and Ruby was pretty darn sure it was because they found her cute, but she'd take it! It was a lot easier for her to make friends with these older Beacon students than it had been for her in her old school. Maybe that meant it would be easier for her to talk to the Signal students, too! Especially since they'd be at her age.
And some of them had offered to babysit her for the day, too! Told Miss Glynda that they'd have been perfectly happy to keep an eye on her while they went to the city.
Unfortunately, since they couldn't get a hold of her dad, there wasn't anyone that could give them permission.
Which left her alone in Beacon's very large dining room for lunch on a Saturday. Alone.
Again.
She couldn't even call her sister. When she'd last talked to Yang, she'd been told that they were about to go on a trip and were preparing, so she'd be out and about today and tomorrow. Yang told her she'd be able to call after the weekend even though they'd still be on the trip, but she was just too busy right now to be able to take any calls.
Part of her envied that her sister had stuff to do. Sure it wasn't games, comic books, and TV shows, but it was definitely more interesting than being stuck at school and not being able to go out. Especially since it looked like Yang was getting a head-start on training for Signal.
And if Jaune's equipment was any indication, there'd probably be a lot of chances to learn stuff about making better weapons.
Okay, maybe not since Jaune didn't make his own stuff. The shield had been commissioned, and he used an heirloom sword passed down to him from his dad, granddad, and great granddad. Crocea Mors was cool, but mostly because of how good a condition it was in despite its age. The thing wasn't even mechashift.
Still! Maybe having something to do during the summer would keep her from getting bored. And some extra money for buying whatever she wanted was pretty darn welcome.
Was she old enough though? She knew that Yang's main job was to help train Jaune. He wanted to become a huntsman, didn't he? Well, who didn't, right?
"Miss Rose."
Blinking, silver eyes looked up from the nondescript puddle of mush that her lunch had turned to the emerald eyes of the deputy headmistress.
And then to the other pair of silver eyes of the woman behind her.
"Mom!"
She'd barely managed to slow herself down when she remembered her mom was pregnant with another sister. But she missed her.
"Hello dear." Her mom was so warm. Much warmer than Ruby ever remembered, though she couldn't say she minded. The girl felt her heart swell, and even though she didn't think there was a reason for her to, she felt her eyes grow wet with tears. She pressed her face into her mom's dress.
"I missed you, too, Ruby." Summer whispered, hand running through her daughter's. "Now how about you finish your lunch while I talk to Glynda, okay?"
Only too happy to do so, Ruby sat back down and devoured her food with renewed fervour. Her lunch might have turned to a mixed mush of everything she'd been given, but it still tasted like great mush, and if her mom was taking her around the city today, especially if Yang and Jaune were here. She'd need her energy.
As she focused on her meal, Ruby almost missed how her mother hissed into her scroll while the muffled voices of the deputy headmistress and her dad played background noise.
~TtT~
Raven was terrified.
Was she broken? Her pride told her that she hadn't. That she was still fighting even if she was giving ground in the short term. She was Raven Branwen. She'd lived a hard enough life that facing what this boy threw at her should have been child's play.
But she'd also never had to deal with being denied her power before.
Sure, there were times when she'd been much younger. From when her and Qrow's parents had just died and they'd been left to fend for themselves in that tribe of theirs. Raven had to quickly learn how to defend what they'd caught, what they'd ripped from the hands of outsiders or from those that couldn't keep it for themselves.
It had been the only way to survive those first few winters before they found themselves being sent to Beacon. Before aura, before the years-long training that had turned her into a huntress with few peers, she'd had her determination, and her strength of will.
And she wasn't sure if it was beginning to fail her now.
She was shaking. Her skin felt cold and clammy even as she could feel the unmistakable blaze of arousal building at the pit of her stomach. She was sure she was flushed, but it said something to her that even her arms were just the slightest bit pink as she held herself like a demure maiden waiting to be taken by her master.
What made it worse was that was exactly what she'd become.
They were in their rooms now. Master Jaune had taken a suite of rooms that made up almost the entirety of one of the floors.
So here she was, in the common room that connected all of the rooms of the floor, on her knees and naked except for her piercings and choker⦠Again.
Every instinct she had told her to flee. She wanted to. She swore to herself she wanted to. Even if it meant shaming herself by running into the streets bare, Raven didn't want to be here. She'd rather be dead than be here.
But she didn't move. She remained kneeling, remained watching. Her mouth parched and her body quivering in some shameful mix of fear and arousal that left Raven feeling so very small despite how physically imposing she should have looked before her daughter and their master.
Instead, she was on the floor with her hands rubbing against her thighs as she watched her daughter ready Raven's⦠punishment.
Her body ached while she did so. Her core clenched around emptiness, and the feeling of that emptiness loomed so large to her that Raven felt she was completely hollowed out. It was an uncomfortable feeling, and paired with the soreness of her body at holding her position for so long during the car ride here, she felt more tired now than at any other time in recent memory.
And still it gnawed at her. Hips jerking, searching for something, for anything that could dull the emptiness. Something that could fill her hungry, hungry pussy up and let the dense mass of energy unravel. Only her hands on her thighs gave her some sense of relief, but the tantalizing pressure of her hands and palms pushing down on thigh-meat only highlighted how empty the space between them was.
"Hnggggβ¦"
Eyes clenched shut as her body shook again. The urge to close her legs and rub her thighs together overruled by the order of the master to kneel with her legs spread. Her weeping pussy created a new puddle beneath her on the polished wooden floors.
A metal bowl had been set in front of her. She'd almost expected it to have been a dog bowl, with the way they'd been talking on the ride here. Instead, it was bigger than that. Big enough for Raven to have her whole head inside it.
Her daughter, too, was naked as the day she'd been born. Though these days Raven had seen Yang more often than not without any clothes on her body. The girl was free of piercings - at least for now - and the only scrap of clothing she wore was her garterbelt. A garterbelt that strained from the weight of all the filled condoms hanging from them.
Each one must have been larger than her fist, and it boggled Raven's mind how her daughter managed to hide those under her skirts without getting caught. There⦠There were so many of them. To⦠to think all of those had been filled during the trip here. She'd seen them be filled on the way here.
Master's cock. Huge and hard and
But that only really served as a distraction from the feeling gnawing at the bottom of her stomach as she watched her daughter open the first of the condoms and begin emptying the contents into the bowl.
The smell hit her with the force of a hammer. Raven's head jerked back as the cold pit of fear turned into fire. She felt light-headed, and it became harder to breathe as she felt the pungency of it fill her lungs. Trembling fingers dug into the skin of her bare thighs as she tried to keep herself upright, and she took deep lung-fulls of the steamy air.
It plopped out like jelly, and despite how stuffed the condom was, Yang needed to coax it out by squeezing it from the sides if only so that it didn't make a sense and get all over the floor. Part of Raven wondered how long her daughter would be able to focus on keeping it neat because she didn't think the bowl would be able to hold the load from all of the condoms that the master had filled.
Especially since it looked about a quarter of the way full from just the first.
And she'd been right. It had taken three and a half bags to get the bowl to where it was threatening to overflow. The off-white liquid catching the light, and letting off wafts of what couldn't have been steam. It shouldn't have been steam.
But she could feel the heat from here. Feel it reflecting off her skin as the warmth from outside mirrored the fire within her nethers, her thighs.
Yang's own hands trembled as she stopped the rest of the fourth condom's contents from going into the bowl. And despite the haze that had settled upon Raven's mind, she saw how her daughter licked her lips, how lavender eyes gazed at the milky and thick sludge before turning to the condom in her hands.
Without hesitation, the girl lifted the thing to her lips and emptied its contents into her mouth.
Her daughter's hands were lifted high, her head kicked back. It was almost graceful how she did it: one hand held the back of the condom while the other pressed its contents towards her mouth.
The girl's throat bobbed with each swallow, her stomach visibly clenching as Yang turned pink from a full-body blush. Her hips, her legs, her whole body began to twitch as just the act of eating semen caused the girl to have a small orgasm.
Raven whimpered, scarlet eyes looking down to her⦠punishment.
"Go on, Raven." The master said, shadowed eyes looking down at her while he sat in a chair in the corner of the room. "Your turn."
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