Lunch. A small, much needed break from the lessons of the day. Professor Port had dismissed his students after trying to inspire them in form of a lecture, boasting his greatness. Those students, who hadn't fallen into a coma like trance, were the first out of the class room. The rest, sleepig with their eyes and mouths open, staring into nothing, were a touch slower. Teams RWBY and JNPR were among the last students to leave the class room.

The cafeteria was packed and the line to get food seemed to be endless. The teams grabbed trays and got in line, no one said a word. Eventually Ruby turned to Weiss and raised an eyebrow. Weiss looked confused and raised an eyebrow of her own.

"Yes?", she said, looking at Ruby expectingly.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just surprised you didn't comment on my beauty sleep during class. By now you usually tear me a new one." Ruby shrugged. No one seemed to take notice that Jaune shuddered.

Weiss gave a tired sigh. "I can hardly blame you. I mean that... was intense. Even for Professor Port. One would think he would notice half the class being asleep. And I was hardly paying attention myself."

Ruby gave a small chuckle. "Pity I can't sleep and pay attention in class."

Weiss humored her and replied: "Well, it is important in our line of work to be able to multitask."

...

Jaune was on his knees, his clothes diregarded somewhere behind him. His hands were cuffed behind his back so he couldn't use them to support his weight as Blake rammed her Strap-On into his ass with such a power, that Jaune felt like a turkey that needed to be stuffed as fast as possible. The only thing that kept his body in a position suitable for the doggy style fucking Blake gave him, was Yangs hand in his hair. She pulled it roughly to keep his mouth in the perfect height for her to fuck it with her Strap-On.

Yang had a different pace than Blake. She took her time and enjoyed Jaunes gagging as her Strap-On slowly hit the back of his throat and the panicked look he shot her when she pressed deeper. Jaune knew, that Blake was capable of pegging him in a way that felt good. She probably was able to make him cum like this, should she want to. But this didn't feel good. Wether Yang told Blake to make it hurt or if that was a product of Blakes creative freedom, Jaune didn't know. As he was spitroasted by them he thought that the Strap-Ons should meet in the middle of his body.

"You look so hot destroying his ass.", Yang said with a mischiveious smile. Jaune couldn't see Blake but he heard the smile in her answer.

"Watching you making him gag is making me wet. You are so damn beautiful..." Blake slowed down and leisurely fucked his ass while Yang reached out her hand in Blakes direction.

Jaune felt as the two leaned into each other. The closer they got the deeper their Strap-Ons worked their way into his body. Blakes went in so deep, that he would have shouted out in alarm if Yangs Strap-On wouldn't have been deeper down his throat then ever before. He could make out the sound of them kissing while his nose was pressed into Yangs stomach. With his throat stuffed he couldn't get any air and soon he began to struggle. Blakes and Yangs make out session didn't stop and Jaunes vision began to blurr.

Just as he was about to faint Yang showed him mercy and pulled out. Jaune collapsed on the floor and curled up in ball as Blake pulled out as well. A cacophony of coughs, panting and sobbs echoed through the room.

...

The line moved at a slow pace but the teams could finally get their food and find a table. As they sat down Pyrrhas scroll started to lit up. She took a look at the screen and stood up with a frustrated sigh.

"My agent. I'm sorry, I'll have to take this."

The rest of them watched her leave. Nora gave low whistle and looked at Ren and Jaune.

"Oooh boy. I hope it's good news. Last time she had a meeting with her agent I thought she was ready to kill someone."

Weiss looked at Nora inquiring. "Surely it couldn't have been that bad?"

Nora shook her head. "Pyrrha hates meeting or even talking to that guy. Remember last time she absolutely destroyed you in combat class? That was after a long meeting with her agent over some sponsor deals or something."

"She did not 'absolutely destroy' me! I was... mearly surprised she stopped holding back." Weiss looked indignant as Ruby sheepishly agreed with Nora. "It was a valuable lesson for me. In fact, I look forward to fighting her again when she is like... that."

In that moment Pyrrha returned. Her face was barely holding back her anger as she sat down and put her scroll down on the table with such force, that it was a miracle it didn't shatter into a thousand pieces. She grabbed her cutlery so tight, that her knuckles turned white and used the knife on her food as if it had killed all her loved ones.

Nora leaned over to Weiss and whispered: "Careful what you wish for."

...

When Yang and Blake had ordered him to their dorm that afternoon, the first thing they had told him to do was to undress. Once naked they had tied his arms to the arms of a chair and his legs to its legs. After some debate they had decided on a red ballgag to keep him quiet. To Jaunes surprise Yang had unlocked him without any fanfare and Blake had positioned a wand vibrator directly under his balls. After using some tape to asure that it would stay in place she had stroked his cock until it was fully hard. That hadn't taken long.

Once Blake was finished with that she had set up a camera facing his direction. Jaune could see how she connected the video feed to her own scroll, before Yang had gotten his attention by carefully using tape and several bullet vibrators to create a ring around his dicks head. Then they had turned all the vibrators on a low setting. Jaune hadn't felt any stimulation on his dick in so long, that even the low vibrations felt heavenly.

Jaune had moaned into the gag but as he had approached the edge he had been worried about another edging session. But Yang and Blake had surprised him again. Instead of turning the vibrators off, they had turned them to the highest setting and his first orgasm in weeks had almost brought tears to his eyes. Again he was covered in his own cum.

While Jaune had reeled from his first orgasm that day the vibrators had buzzed away and before Jaune had recovered, he had felt a second orgasm coming. Groaning into the gag he had cum again. The second orgasm hadn't felt as powerful or good as the first one. And the buzzing had continued.

The third orgasm had hurt a bit. Hoping against hope Jaune had tried to get the attention of his tormentors as he had felt the fourth orgasm approaching.

All the while Yang and Blake had ignored him; while he was tied to a chair in the middle of the room, they had talked about school and their plans for the weekend, as if Jaune hadn't been sitting there, trying to get them to stop the devices on his dick through muffled yelling.

By the fifth time the vibrators had brought him to orgasm, Blake and Yang had grabbed their coats and left without acknowledging Jaune.

And now Jaune was sitting alone in Team RWBYs dorm, tied naked to a chair. He craned his neck to catch a glimps of the clock on the wall behind him.

10 minutes. They probably thought it was funny, making him think they left him here. They grabbed their coats to make him think they were going out. But through the pain the vibrations sent through his dick he reminded himself that they wouldn't just leave him; they would miss the fun of seeing him suffer.

30 minutes. The camera! Blake and in extension Yang didn't need to be in the room to watch! Jaune was terrified. He could imagine them visiting shops and clubs and whenever they were bored they could check on him. His dick had become limp a while ago and each orgasm was more of a chore that was forced on him. Instead of an eruption of cum like the first orgasm, the vibrators just caused his dick to leak small amounts of cum that dripped into a puddle to his feet.

60 minutes. After an hour of being tortured by the vibrators Jaune had begun to sob through the gag. His dick felt like it was on fire. He looked straight into the camera and hoped his screams would let Blake have have mercy on him.

90 minutes. He didn't even cum anymore. His dick burned and the sight of its red skin made jim worry. The vibrators buzzing ringed in his ears. He almost hoped the others from Team RWBY would come back from wherever they were and release him. Surely they wouldn't join in as Blake had?

They returned at some point after the two hour mark. Jaune was almost delirious. He could hear their laughter before they opened the door. It seemed like they had a nice evening. When Yang closed the door behind them she pressed Blake against the wall and kissed her. Blakes hands roamed Yangs body and she let out a needy whine when Yang stopped kissing her. Her whine turned into a moan as Yang started to suck on her neck, wandering lower and lower. She got down on her knees in front of Blake, allowing her to take a look at Jaune.

Blake tapped Yang on the shoulder, causing her to stand up and turn around. Yang said something to him in a mocking voice but Jaune could bearly hear her. When he didn't answer Yang grabbed his head and forced him to look up at her but he looked right through her with empty eyes. He could hear a conversation between Blake and Yang, but couldn't understand what they were saying. He could feel his restrains being removed and a glass of water being pressed to his lips.

...

Yang waited until everyone else but her and Pyrrha had left the table. She watched as Jaune left with the others. Blake had thought the session with the vibrators was too intense and Yang begrudgingly agreed to have a talk with her later. But were they to blame? They went out and had forgotten about him for a while, at least he had entertainment. So she couldn't play with his dick for a while? Fine by her. And if Blake started to develop a moral compass, that was fine too. Jaune wasn't the only one Yang had pictures of. And Yang was working on a new project right now.

"Sooo, Pyrrha. Looking a bit stressed. I think I know a way for you to blow off some steam..."

...

Yang felt pretty good. If she was honest she was surprised how quickly Pyrrha had agreed. She didn't ask any questions about the shadier details that Yang would rather have left out. Why was she not allowed to talk to Jaune about this? Why did she have to be quiet the entire time? Was there a limit to the things Jaune had 'agreed' to? But none of these questions came and so Yang hadn't been forced to lie. Maybe a lie by omission but that was hardly her fault.

Now she only had to convince Blake to keep quiet. While she waited in an empty corner in the library for Blake to approach her, Yang got out her scroll. She went to the password protected gallery and looked through her collection with Blake in it. The star of the collection was defintivly Jaune tied to the bed while Blake pegged him with the monster she calls a Strap-On. There was a fire in Blakes eyes and even on the picture Yang could see that Blake saw Jaune as nothing but a piece of meat in that moment.

Before Yang could really form a strategy for the conversation to come, she saw Blake walking towads her.

"So about the last session with Jaune..." Blake took a deep breath and Yang mentally prepared for what she might have to say. "That was super hot."

Yangs eyebrows shot up. "What? I mean, yes it was, but I thought you thought we went too far?"

Blake looked deep into Yangs eyes. "We left him alone for too long. What if someone had found him? I know you talked Ruby into dragging Weiss to the movies, but what if they had changed their minds? You know how they are."

"Ok, I'm confused. This isn't about the... what did you call it? Orgasm torture?"

Blake looked around to make sure they were alone. "I think we did go too far. I enjoy what we are having and I don't want to give him permanent damage. But that is a problem I can solve by talking to you. What I can't solve is what will happen if we are found out."

Yang thought about it for a moment. "Ok, so let me see if I got this right: you want us to be more careful with Jaune and the situation in general, but you don't want to quit?"

Blake stared at Yang as if she had grown a second head. "Quit? Why would I do that? I have so many ideas what we could do with him. Wax, whips, tail plugs, nipple clamps. We could make him do all sorts of stuff. And he still hasn't eaten my pussy yet. Not really. Not all day long, tied under a table while I ignore him and-"

"Ok, I think I get the picture. We will be more careful.", Yang relented.

"Great! When do you want to go next?"

"Tonight. But without you." Yang saw Blakes questioning look and added: "At least for the beginning. I think we got a new sister in arms. I'll send you a message when I want you to join. Just to watch, but I want you to say something when you enter the room."

"Ok? And what should I say?", Blake asked.

"Anything. He just needs to hear your voice." And Yang explained Blake her idea.

...

Yang had scouted an unused classroom that was far enough away from the dorms to make sure no ones sleep would be disturbed. Well, Jaunes sleep would be. And hers. But she was going to have more fun. A timid knock on the door jolted her out of her thoughts.

"Come in!", Yang whisper yelled and watched as Jaune opened the door. He took a look around the room and his eyes halted at her trusted bag.

"Jaune! So good to see you! Would be so kind and close the door behind you?", Yang asked him with a smile on her face. Jaune did as he was told and watched Yang with a pale face.

Yang clapped her hands. "So! We got some time. How have you been? During lunch I thought you were a bit under the weather. I hope you didn't get sick?" Jaune just shook his head and looked down. Yang shrugged. No smalltalk then.

"I bet you are wondering whats in store for you tonight!" Yang watched as Jaune gave her a small nod. Had she broken him? Dang it. "Well, I don't want to spoil the surprise, but Blake and I talked and we... agreed that we should 'go easier' on you."

Jaune looked up. "R-Really?" His hopeful voice almost melted her heart. Almost.

"Yes! We really were mean, weren't we? Undress." As Jaune slowly undressed Yang grabbed a chair and sat down in front of the standing Jaune. He let out a hiss as she carefully cupped his balls in her hand and took a closer look at his dick. The parts of it that weren't hidden by the chastity cage looked sore and swollen. She grimaced. Maybe Blake had a point. Didn't make the video Blake had sent any less hot, though.

"Get on all fours. Ass up.", Yang ordered and got down next to him. She grabbed a bottle of lube and put a big amount on her fingers. Yang hummed whiled she lubed him up.

"Nothing new for you today. Some ass fucking after we are done with your mouth. Handcuffs. The usual, y'know? A blindfold to spice things up a little bit." Jaune bearly whimpered at her description. Yang slowly finger fucked his ass, getting the lube deep inside him. She continued long after she deemed him lubed up enough, enjoying the power she had over him.

"Get on your knees and spread them." Yang retrieved a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs and gave both to Jaune. "Put them on."

Jaune didn't argue and put the blindfold on. With shaking hands he put the handcuffs on in front of him. Yang retied the blindfold around his head. "Wouldn't want you to peek..."

"I'm just going to watch today. Ah, perfect timing!" Yang said as she heard a knock on the door.

Yang opened the door and did a mocking little curtsy as she held the door open for Pyrrha. As she had returned from the meeting with her agent, she had looked angry and stressed. Now, dressed in her pyjamas and her hair in a sloppy version of her usual pony tail, she just looked frustrated. Pyrrhas eyes went straight to Jaune and Yang could see the hunger in them.

Yang closed the door behind Pyrrha and and grabbed a bright red Strap-On. Pyrrha blushed a bit but accepted the gift. Yang watched her struggle a bit to put it on before she helped her. As Yang pulled the straps tight she got closer then necessary and rubbed Pyrrhas shoulder with her own.

Yang would have liked for Pyrrha to undress, but to ask for that would be suspicious. For Pyrrha because she didn't know that Yang was going to take pictures and for Jaune who wasn't supposed to know that it wasn't Blake who was looking at him like prey.

"Now you can blow off some steam." Yang led Pyrrha to Jaune and sat down in the chair. Pyrrha looked a bit lost and after Yang pulled out her scroll Yang ordered Jaune: "Open your mouth, Jauney-Boy!"

Yang didn't need to worry about being discret filming this session. The moment Jaune slowly opened his mouth Pyrrha was off. Once again Yang was surprised how well things were going for her, as she watched Pyrhha grab Jaune by the hair and ram the Strap-On down his throat.

Pyrrha had obviously never worn a Strap-On before but she didn't care for style or for making Jaune as comfortable or uncomfortable as possible. She just let out her frustrations out on him. Her hips moved so fast Yang was worried the camera might not catch it.

Jaunes gagging echoed through the room and Yang was transfixed. She had been by no means careful with him but Pyrrha surprised her. Her face an angry grimace she went to town on Jaune. Didn't she have a crush on him? The scene was almost funny.

The spartan looked as if she had been dragged out of bed in the middle of the night and was only focused on making Jaune wish he stayed in his. It seemed Yang had underestimated the hate Pyrrha had for her agent that she now projected onto Jaune.

Jaune tried to fight Pyrrha off using his cuffed hands but his partner wasn't known as the Invincible Girl for nothing. Probably without realizing that it happened Pyrrha smacked his hands away without stopping fucking his throat.

After a while Pyrrha slowed down. Breathing heavily she pulled her Strap-On out of Jaunes mouth, who immediatly bent over and started coughing and panting. Yang pulled away her scroll kneeled next to Jaune. Without him realizing she uncuffed and then recuffed his hands behind his back.

While Jaune regained his breath, Yang bent him over so that his ass was in the air. As she looked to Pyrrha she saw that the redhead tried to get out of the Strap-On. "Done already? I lubed him up so nice for you." Yang spread his lubed asshole open and watched Pyrrhas facial expression.

Pyrrha seemed to be unsure so Yang added "Don't you feel better now? All the stress just gone after watching him gag on you cock? Imagine fucking his ass."

And Pyrrha made a decision. With a determined face she grabbed his cuffed hands and used them as a handle. With Yangs help she aligned the Strap-On and pushed.

Yang sat down in the chair and went back to filming. Both Pyrrha and Jaune were on their knees. Jaune was held up by his arms as Pyrrha fucked his ass. Eventually Jaune cried out.

"Stop, please! Can- can you be more gentle please?" Jaune asked hopeful. Pyrrha hesitated but gave a silent nod. With a gentle almost dreamy smile she went slower.

Jaune seemed to be glad and said: "Thank you, Blake."

Yang winced. That was the wrong thing to say. Pyrrha stopped in her tracks, her smile fading from her face. She let go of the handcuffs and as Jaune fell over she grabbed his head and slammed it to the ground.

With renewed vigor she fucked his ass. Jaune yelled at her stop, but she all she did was add pressue to his head as she leaned over him. Pyrrhas heavy breathing drowned out by Jaunes yelling and the clap clap clap of their hips meeting.

Yes, Yang was sure, Pyrrha didn't like being called the wrong name by her crush. Not. One. Bit.

Yang watched for a while and when Pyrrha ran out of steam and slowed down, she messaged Blake. Pyrrha pulled out and the pained whine Jaune let out at that seemed to bring her back to her senses. Wide eyed Pyrrha looked at Yang and before Pyrrha could ruin everything by deciding now was a good moment to start asking questions, Blake opened the door and said: "I see you started without me."

It took Jaune a moment understanding what hearing Blakes voice from the door meant. But when he did, he rolled over and crawled away from Pyrrha, his legs angled to make him somewhat decent. "Blake?! What- But-" Before he could get any louder and wake up the school Yang rushed over and shushed him.

"Yang! When it wasn't Blake, then who..." Jaune trailed off, uncomfortable with saying it.

Yang looked over to see Blake help a pale and confused Pyrrha out of the Strap-On. "Who fucked your throat as if there was no tomorrow? Who held you down while destroying your ass?" Pyrrha winced and looked scared between Yang sitting next to Jaune, Jaune who seemed terrified and humiliated but resigned and Blake who let her to the door with a small smile on her face.

Yang chuckled and sent Pyrrha a wink. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it, Jaune."