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We finally catch up with Kali and Yang, especially as Yang realizes exactly what she'd done.
And we find out what's been going on in Kali's head as this happened.
Chapter 20
Yang couldn't breathe.
Too small. Her ribs were just too small for her lungs right now. Every breath felt stifled.
Every other part of her barely seemed keen to obey, either. Her legs could only wobble, her back could only arch. And her damn mind felt like it had been replaced with a candy cloud!
"Ahβ¦ ahβ¦" She gasped, caught in a whole body shiver as she held onto the bedpost for dear life. "Cumming!"
Behind her, she heard Kali's breathy giggle. Warm air from the woman's mouth washed over her bare skin while the queen mother held Yang tightly and continued to drive her fingers into the younger woman's quaking depths.
She couldn't- She-
Yang gasped, and the world narrowed. Only her body existed, and the pleasure she was feeling as her insides clamped up around Kali's fingers as they continued to go in and out and in and out and in-
"Hngggggg!"
Everything was white-hot heat, and her body surrendered to it completely.
But still Kali did not give her reprieve. The older woman refused to let go as Yang's legs gave out, clinging to Yang's hips and legs like it was her only lifeline to the world of the living. As Yang pressed her face into the sheets.
"Shhhβ¦" Her muffled groaning was overpowered by Kali's whispers, a pleased humm vibrating through the tits pressed against Yang's back, "It's okay, darling. It's okay."
Yang knew what was coming. She'd already lost count of how many times she'd cum since whatever had possessed her to accept her girlfriend's mom's offer of sex, and there was only one thing that happened whenever Kali started whispering to her that she'd be okay:
Kali kept on going, her other hand wrapping around Yang's hip to start toying with her aching clit.
The world - which had been slowly fading back into focus - once more fell away as Yang felt the ball in the core of her body begin winding again. Body and soul being dragged, inch by inch, towards another peak. She screamed.
She screamed so loudly that she was sure the whole fortress would have heard her if her face wasn't pressed against the sweat-soaked sheets.
"Do you think you have another one in you, dear?" Kali's voice was sweet. Syrupy, almost. Dripping from her mouth and over Yang's skin as the cat faunus placed kiss after kiss on the back of Yang's neck. The girl shivered, and her stomach lurched. Excited and disgusted in equal measure, and she couldn't place why.
"Come, darling," the cat faunus continued, either not noticing Yang's feeling or choosing to ignore it, "Cum for me. I believe in you."
No. No. Yang didn't want to. It hurt. It hurt.
Her body was sore. Muscles she didn't know she had cramping from all the times she'd cum. A bone-deep exhaustion that left her body unwilling to do anything besides try and find some rest, or fiend relief.
Relief that Kali did not let her have as she continued to drag Yang higher and higher. Closer to the edge of the pit.
"That's itβ¦" the woman cooed, doubtlessly feeling how Yang's body seized with her approaching peak. Her hands moved like lightning. Amazing considering how exhausted she'd looked when Yang had found her, "A little moreβ¦"
She hissed into Yang's ear, dragged them close enough together that Yang could feel Kali's heartbeat through her back.
And then the cat faunus bit down, teeth sinking into the flesh where her shoulder met her neck.
The world turned white.
~TtT~
Hours. They must have gone for hours.
By the time Yang was even remotely lucid again, she'd woken to an aching body, and a pair of golden eyes looking down on her. Kali was grinning.
"I lost you for a while there," She whispered, one hand tracing a blazing line along Yang's stomach as the older woman's other hand stroked matted blonde hair. "Too much?"
Yang could sense it. Like a prey animal could sense it was being stalked. Kali Belladonna was a predator.
The younger girl whimpered. Every instinct in the back of her mind urged her to run. To get up, to get away. But her body wouldn't obey. Too tired, too exhausted. Her muscles protested, and all Yang could register beyond the slowly rebuilding arousal was the pain of her well-wrung body.
She still didn't know what had come over her. Yang had been left frozen at the door as Kali had pleasured herself with the bedpost, struck dumb at the way her sweat-covered skin glistened in the low light, how her bountiful curves had jiggled with each movement, each tired stroke against the polished hardwood.
It was practically hypnotizing. So, when the hands reached out to her, Yang had taken them before she'd even realized that she'd taken her first step past the threshold.
And then Kali had pounced. Yang was suddenly dragged down into the ground with Kali getting on top of her, hands pawing all over her as soft words were whispered into her ear while Yang's few clothes were taken from her.
What followed had left her mewling and squirming mess. Orgasm after orgasm as Kali had kissed, sucked, bit, fingered, and groped her from one high to another while Yang couldn't find any energy to fight her off.
Meanwhile, Kali seemed to draw from a well that never ended. She'd ridden Yang like a horseman might his mount, ground her sodden pussy lips on Yang's nose and mouth. She could still taste the older woman on her tongue with every breath she took. Where she'd gotten that energy, Yang couldn't figure. Kali had looked like she was about to collapse after she'd cum last.
Instead it was Yang that was unable to get up, body so worn out that even her aura couldn't keep up. She could already feel herself recover, but she wouldn't be up on her feet for a while yet. Maybe another hour or two assuming Kali wasn't going to pus for more.
And that's another thing that worried her. There was a gleam in Kali's eyes that just screamed to her of a hungry huntress out for meat.
"Oh you're so beautiful when you're like this, Yang." Kali cooed, leaning down and planting kisses down the space between Yang's breasts. Starlights of fire lighting up her skin with each pop of the older woman's lips, "If only Blake could see you now."
Yang shivered, her insides squirming in a mixture of disgust and arousal that she refused to ever utter aloud.
Blake.
Brother gods, Blake.
Yang had slept with Blake's mom.
"Noβ¦" She rasped, body half-quaking, half-struggling. She wanted - needed - to get this woman off of her. "Iβ¦ I-"
A fleshy weight fell on her. A tempting warmth that was accompanied by Kali pressing her palm against the outside of Yang's womb.
Then, with her body behind it, Kali pushed down.
Stars burst in Yang's vision, and whatever little spurts of strength she'd managed to gather left her as she fell back unto the bed with Kali atop her. The spots in her eyes were dominated completely by familiar amber eyes that almost seemed to glow from beneath the shadows of the older woman's face and hair. She could already feel the furnace in her core reigniting, and the telltale wetness running down her buttocks.
Only one more word could come from between her lips, and she whispered it to her lover's mother like a prayer:
"Blakeβ¦"
Or perhaps like a plea for mercy.
Kali silenced her with a kiss. Invading and domineering and deep. The older woman's lips practically sucked her in while her tongue invaded Yang's mouth. Kali fully dictated the pace, and Yang didn't dare breathe as it happened. Not that she seemed to be able to as hands ran up and down her tired body and delivered both relief and the promise of more torments to come.
If Yang had managed another whimper, Kali had swallowed it alongside her breath.
She was helpless. Elite fighter that she was, a leader of the resistance against Arc as she was, she'd become helpless beneath the wiles of a woman that hadn't even been her lover.
Where had Kali learned how to treat women like this? Blake had never been like this with her, and Yang had been with other girls before meeting Blake. But no one had ever put her down like this, leaving her unable to even move on her own power.
No. No. This was wrong. So wrong.
Then she felt Kali tease at her clit, and Yang lost herself again.
She didn't know how much longer they'd gone after that. The world fell away as Kali teased another orgasm from her without ever letting up on the kiss, every moan and scream swallowed by the more experienced woman while her weight kept Yang from throwing herself off the bed from either desperation or the uncontrolled thrashing of her orgasm.
And then Kali had drawn another from her.
By the time Blake's mother had finally, finally seen fit to really let Yang rest, she couldn't even see anything past her partner's eyes anymore. Nothing else existed. Just those amber eyes, and the warm and fuzzy feeling below her navel as her body just seemed to melt into the sheets.
The air was hot. Every breath Yang took seemed to scorch her lungs. It felt so dense. Saliva connected both their tongues like a string that tugged at her as Kali pulled away, and despite how wet every other part of her felt, Yang couldn't help but realize how dry her throat was.
A hand caressed her cheek. It was so damn loving, and Yang couldn't help but lean into it as she let the tears flow from her eyes.
Yang couldn't do it. She couldn't move, couldn't fight it. Her body just wouldn't do as she wanted anymore, and Kali was still determined to remain atop her.
They'd be found out. Blake wouldn't be moving around the fort forever, especially once she realized how long Yang had stayed in, even if only out of worry. Worry that would lead her to her unfaithful actions by cheating on her with her own mother of all people.
It was over. And Yang had ruined it.
~TtT~
"Oh darling," Kali couldn't keep the grin from her lips as she planted a kiss against Yang's temple. "Everything's going to be alright."
She couldn't suppress the shiver that ran up her spine as she felt the girl shake beneath her.
Yang had always been a gorgeous girl. Kali could easily see what her daughter had seen in her when the two had first met all those years ago. Her fiery spirit, her love for life. Her sense of justice that just wouldn't let up even when things got hard. So many things that Blake had once loved in Eve before Eve became more concerned with her duty to her people than her duty to those closest to her.
But there was a beauty in this. One that Kali was beginning to understand.
She'd never seen Yang like this. Weeping. Cowed. Defeated. The proud warrior had been reduced to a blubbering mess that couldn't string together two words as she leaned against Kali like she was her only lifeline. Kali was certain that if the younger woman had strength left in her arms to clutch at her, she would be.
And she'd done this. She'd taken that strong woman that had been willing to put herself and her family at risk to fight a true injustice in the world and left her like this. All without having to make a single strike in anger.
Because she'd threatened somewhere Yang was soft to. Blake. Her daughter.
Kali hissed as she felt the streak of heat rush up from her empty pussy all the way to the depths of her clenched womb. The ghost of a cock she now dreamed about even in the waking world. Her master's cock.
She hoped he'd be pleased with her. She hoped he'd be pleased with this.
A big part of her was excited by what she'd done. Some deep, primal part of her that oozed with pleasure at doing something she knew the master would have enjoyed. Reaching out and defiling something that her daughter valued, perhaps even something that her daughter valued most besides the safety and prosperity of their people.
Because Kali knew what she was doing. She'd seen Yang staring at her as she'd imagined herself being ruined by the master, as she'd seen visions of what was being done to her fellow faunus toys in master Jaune's clutches.
She'd seen Yang, she'd seen her opportunity, and she'd taken it.
Kali still wasn't sure if he'd heard her plea to him. Before her had been the chance to take something of Blake's and defile it. To defile it in the sweetest of ways. And it worked. Yang had come as bidden. Yang had bent.
Had Yang broken? Her eyes looked down to the girl below her, her tear-filled eyes looking blankly at the ceiling as she gasped in what must have been both shame and fear even as she shook in the throes of the fading orgasm Kali had forced upon her.
Maybe not yet, but that was definitely something she looked forward to.
Unable to resist herself, she leaned down and ran her tongue up the side of Yang's neck. Even now, her flesh was hotter than most, and Kali could appreciate how much warmer both her sweat and tears were. She was almost tempted to bite her again, claim her.
It shouldn't have worked, Kali knew. Common sense should have prevailed and Yang shouldn't have been drawn in all - should have recoiled even. But it had. Yang had come to her, had touched her. And Kali had been more than happy to pounce on her like the cat she was.
Master wanted it. Master approved it.
Master had made it so.
She couldn't wait for Blake to see this.
Idly, Kali wondered if her daughter had ever managed to reduce her lover to this state. A quivering mound of bitch-flesh that made the most beautiful sounds as it came and came and came. Her words had slurred as she begged to be allowed to rest, every pretense that had made her the strong, warrior woman she was falling away to reveal a poor girl that couldn't handle the pleasures of the flesh that Kali could give her.
"Don't you worry, dear," She whispered, pressing her lips to Yang's cheek as she felt the tears flowing down the girl's clammy skin. "We'll make sure Blake doesn't hear about this, okay?"
For a moment - for the briefest moment, Yang's sobbing stopped. The girl gasped and the light returned to her eyes as lavender met amber.
The desperation Kali could see in them almost drove her to another orgasm.
"Of course," Her voice dripped honey, and Kali pressed her dripping core against Yang's side. The queen mother hissing as her clit dragged against quavering flesh, "Blake has so much to deal with right now. And the both of you are under so much stress."
Her hand once more danced above Yang's belly. She could feel the way it fluttered beneath her fingertips. Yang's hips jerked.
Oh she wished Jaune was here for this. She hoped he could see what gifts he'd given her had wrought.
"You weren't feeling well, were you? So you came to me." Yang groaned as Kali let the temptation win. The faunus woman bending down and sinking her teeth into the veins of her neck. Her back arching off the bed as the pleasure mixed with the pain.
"I'd restricted you to bed-rest. And where better is there for you to rest then in my room so I could keep an eye on you?"
Wide eyes looked up at her as she drew back. Her mouth hung open tantalizingly.
She was tempted to make the girl beg. To dangle the promise of her secrecy. See how low she could drag this girl.
But maybe the master should have that privilege.
Yes. That worked. Yang would beg before the master. She'd be the one begging to be taken by the time Jaune was done with her, begging to have him take Blake.
It would be glorious.
But that was for the future. When the master eventually took them - because Kali knew he would. She wouldn't lead him directly to them, but she didn't need to. He'd find them in time.
For now, she would have some fun.
"So before I go, dear, why don't you cum for me? Show me what your fingers can do?"
Perhaps it was the exhaustion, perhaps it was the desperation, the arousal, or perhaps even all of it at once, but Yang had done as ordered. Her face scrunched up in pain as she fought to get her limbs moving.
Kali had leaned in to help. Nibbling on a turgid nipple and drawing a startled gasp from the girl. It had given her enough adrenaline to get her hands to her sodden and weeping pussy.
It was a show. It was slow and painful and incredibly difficult for Yang, but all that did was make it all the more enjoyable for Kali.
And when the girl came, when her juices sprayed out and stained the sheets once more, Kali muttered a prayer that her master would see this. That he'd play with his toys and imagine what she'd wrought for him here.
She hoped it would be enough.
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