Hey Guys! Hope everything's been well. No, I'm not dead, just lazy. Sorry for the long wait, but I swear I've made this one worth it. Been thinking about this particular chapter for a while, since it also has one of my own personal kinks in it, and it's between none other than our favorite duo, Yang and Pyrrha again! This one's gonna get freaky, just a heads up!
Good Cop, Naughty Cop
"Everything in human life is really about sex, except sex. Sex is about power."
-Oscar Wilde
"No. Fucking. Way." Yang said, her hands on her hips and eyes burning red.
Sitting at the bar in front of her, Mr. Valentine waved a wad of five-hundred lien in front of her. "C'mon, sweetheart. Don't you want to be on the December issue?" He asked.
"Yeah, but I'm not that desperate. Look, I've always loved your magazine, Mr. Valentine, but I'm not about to suck your dick just to get on the cover." She remembered her encounter with Blake last week. "Some of the other girls here might be willing to whore themselves out for you, but not me."
I can't bring myself to cheat on Pyrrha. I'm not Blake. She thought.
As she turned around and began to walk away, Valentine focused on her enormous, curvaceous ass. No one could resist the sight of her bouncing orbs, especially Valentine. With someone like Yang, from the hair and face to the golden lingerie, corset teddy and heels, he'd be the richest man in Vale. He'd been Huntress Hottie's CEO for decades now, seeing the world's most beautiful women apply and audition for his magazine. However, of all the thousands of women he'd encountered, as well as slept with, none of them, not even Blake, had a body like Yang's. From the enormous breasts and ass to her beautifully perfect face to her flowing locks of blonde hair, she'd instantly become the most famous model in all of Remnant. In doing so, a single picture of her in the magazine would absolutely double the company's value, as well as Valentine's net worth.
I'll have you if it's the last thing I do, Blondie. A second later, he noticed a certain bunny faunas walk by in a brown bikini, stockings, and high heels. As for the NEXT thing I'll do…
The clock struck two, another shift finished. Laying her perfect ass on her girlfriend's vanity, Pyrrha watched as Yang walked through the curtains approaching her. The redhead was on her scroll, dressed in her usual red corset teddy and white gloves, stockings and garter belt, high heels, choker, and bunny ears. Slung on her back was her backpack filled with her normal clothes. As Yang walked up, her girlfriend lifted her head with a smile and put her phone down.
"Hey!" Pyrrha called out, noticing annoyance written on Yang's face. Her smile died down to a look of concern. "What's wrong?"
"Have you seen that old guy at the bar? The one in the plum suit?" Yang asked.
"Oh, Gods…Mr Valentine?" Pyrrha asked, looking disgusted. "Yeah, he offered me to be in some magazine that he ran but only if…" Pyrrha hesitated. "…if I gave him a handjob."
Yang sighed. "Yeah, that's sounds about right. He just offered me the same deal but if I gave him a blowjob. He even offered me five-hundred after I told him 'no' the first time."
"Tch. What a creep." Pyrrha scoffed. "I can't believe I was hoping he'd notice me. That stupid magazine isn't worth getting on if I have to sell my body to do it."
"Yeah. Y'know, I've been subscribed to that magazine for years now and I'm only now realizing what a complete creep he truly is. Maybe I should cancel my subscription."
"Yeah, Gods know what he does with all those models behind the scenes anyway."
Pyrrha noticed Yang crossing her arms to hug her waist, shivering with a frustrated expression. The blonde's mind was clouded with the familiar sensation of Junior's dick in her mouth, how easy she made it for him to take advantage of her. Then she remembered her talk with Blake and how easy she made it sound to just surrender her loyalty to Sun in exchange for a career.
"Babe? Yang?!" Pyrrha exclaimed, tapping Yang's shoulder and snapping her out of her funk. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah. Just…lost in thought. Y'know, people can be really hard to trust nowadays." Yang responded.
Pyrrha blushed and smiled, her beautiful looks melting away all of Yang's anxiety. "All the more reason to stick with those who've earned your trust, right?" Pyrrha said.
Herself blushing, Yang stepped forward and rested both her hands on Pyrrha's waist before leaning in for a kiss. A second later, Pyrrha raised her arms and wrapped them around her girlfriend's neck, their lips touching, pulling apart, and touching again. Moans and shallow breathing emitted loudly from their embrace. Once satisfied, Yang pulled away and grabbed Pyrrha's hand, their fingers interlocking.
"Here. Let's get changed, then we can go to my place and get down to some real kissing." Yang seductively said, Pyrrha mirroring the same "fuck me" eyes her girlfriend displayed.
Their lingerie rested in the hamper of Yang's bathroom. While Ruby was out on a huntress mission, Yang had the whole apartment to herself and Pyrrha for the week. The TV was playing a romantic comedy as the two girls, Yang in her yellow panties and t-shirt and Pyrrha wearing a pink camisole and pajama shorts, sat on the couch. The blonde had her arm around her girlfriend.
"Gods, this movie is so cheesy." Yang said.
"Really?" Pyrrha asked, snickering. "They were just getting to the good part."
Pyrrha referred to the main characters, also two girls, talking and getting ready to kiss.
"Yeah, but, if I wanna see two girls make out…I'd just look in a mirror."
Both huntresses snickered at that as Yang leaned in to kiss Pyrrha's cheek. "Y'know…" Pyrrha began. "…I wouldn't mind being an actress, honestly. It was fun doing the shoot for Pumpkin Pete's cereal, and I already love being on stage when I'm working at Junior's. I don't know, would you do it?"
"What? Become an actress?" Yang asked.
"Yeah! Wouldn't it be fun? Plus, with your looks, Yang, you would pull fans in like a whirlpool."
Yang blushed, something clearly on her mind.
"Hmm? Something on your mind?" Pyrrha asked.
"No, it's just…funny you bring that up. See, I always wanted to be a huntress and I totally love doing it, but…ah Gods, this is gonna sound so weird." Yang continued.
"What?" Pyrrha asked, snickering.
"Back when Blake and I were dating…she was my first time, and the time after that…and the time after that. Eventually, we both became so experienced in sex that we were trying new positions, toys, lingerie, all that jazz. But because we both were so sexually active…ah Gods…I never did anything about it, but I always wondered…what it would be like to do porn."
Pyrrha's jaw dropped.
"AH! See? I told you it was weird." Yang exclaimed.
"Well…I don't judge. You're still the same lovable, punny, cute, peppy tomboy I've always known!" Pyrrha responded.
Yang's smile died down to a frown. "'Tomboy'?"
The room just felt tense out of nowhere. Then Pyrrha remembered how much yang hated that term, despite being a literal berserker. The redhead then stood up and showed her ass to her girlfriend, using her middle finger to trace the bottom curve of her left cheek. "Yeah, I said it. What're you gonna do about it?"
Yang immediately stood up and spun Pyrrha around, grabbing her wrists. She held both of her girlfriend's wrists in her left hand. "Let me show you what I'm gonna do." Yang whispered into her ear. She gently bent Pyrrha forward and then raised her right hand. SLAP!
"Ah!" Pyrrha gasped, feeling the stinging pleasure in her left ass cheek. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Haahhh!" The red head moaned with her eyes closed tight and mouth hanging open. Yang grabbed her from her shoulder and stood her up straight again.
"You learned your lesson yet, naughty girl?" Yang asked in a seductive whisper.
Pyrrha smiled and shook her head. She stepped a few steps away before turning around and saying, "Sure did…Tomboy!" She ran off laughing towards Yang's bedroom.
"Get back here!" Yang playfully exclaimed as she chased her girlfriend. She made her way into her own bedroom where Pyrrha laid down with her legs spread apart and her hands on her thighs.
"For real, though. I'm sorry." She said softly, her head resting on Yang's pillow. "Is there any way I can…make it up to you?" As Pyrrha said this, she brought her fingers up to the hem of her shorts and slightly pulled them down, showing more of her hips.
Yang looked at her with her most intense "Fuck me" eyes and evil smile. Pyrrha mirrored her before she got onto the bed too, slid her way through Pyrrha's legs, and laid down on her. Lips smacked as bellies and breasts pressed against one another and Pyrrha's hands glided down Yang's waist and stopping on her ass. Tongues wrestled ever so softly as the taste of cherry and apricot lipsticks blessed each girls' tastebuds. Moans and shallow breathing filled the room as both huntresses enjoyed each other. Then a thought sprung to Pyrrha's mind.
"Hey, y'know…" Pyrrha whispered, Yang opening her eyes and paying full attention. "Speaking of 'doing porn', I was curious if you'd be okay with…maybe us getting some toys?"
Yang's eyes opened.
Pyrrha continued. "Like, I don't know, I just see you and I want to pleasure you as best I can. Fingers can only go so deep, y'know?" Just then, Yang got off her girlfriend and kneeled straight up, shadow covering her eyes. Pyrrha looked at her girlfriend with confusion as the atmosphere in the room became tense again. "Err, Yang?"
The blonde huntress was quiet for a few more seconds, so still that she appeared to be in a trance, before speaking once again. "So, you're curious about trying kink, huh?"
Now Pyrrha looked very worried. "Um." She said.
Before either could respond, Yang got off the bed and went to one of her drawers, pulling out a black and white outfit. "Put this on!" Yang ordered, throwing it at Pyrrha before walking out of the room. Pyrrha looked dumbfounded, like she had genuinely pressed Yang's buttons. She looked at the clothes in her lap, slowly realizing what they were judging by the black fabric and the white, doyly design. Yang returned with her own high heels since she and Pyrrha were the same shoe size. She threw them to Pyrrha's feet on the bed. "These too, now turn around." She ordered before walking towards the dresser again. "Don't look at me until I say to. Got it?"
"Um, okay." Pyrrha answered, staring at the corner of the room as she heard her girlfriend close a drawer and walk out of the room.
Five minutes later, Pyrrha was checking herself out in Yang's bathroom door mirror. The outfit which complimented her frame was a two-piece maid outfit. Black high heels and dark gray stockings and garter belt confidently hugged her feet and legs, shining in the moonlight from the window. A black mini skirt wrapped around her waist with a white apron piece extending all the way to her knees. The back side, however, couldn't even reach for the bottom of her butt cheeks. Not because it was designed that way, but because her cheeks were just that huge. Her off-the-shoulders top seemed a little tight too, clearly meant for someone a little smaller like Blake, wrapping tightly around her chest. Strings reached across her exposed back. With her bra being a different color, she tossed it in the room's corner and only had the maid top to cover her. The gloves fit her nicely as well, skin tight to accurately portray the thinness of her arms. Both the hems of her stockings and gloves had the same black band and white doyly design to them. Her choker didn't have such a design, just a black band that extended about two centimeters wide as it tightly, but comfortably, hugged her beautiful neck. Last but not least, her maid headband sat firmly on her head, making her look super cute!
"Man, I should definitely wear this at my next shift. I'll gain twice as many tips!" She said out loud, focusing more on her belly. The hourglass figure, the flawless skin, her abs only slightly sticking out. She looked up at her face once again, her make up still on from her shift and red hair in its usual ponytail. She couldn't help but notice the absence of her golden circlet. Even with the headband to replace it, it felt odd how easy it was to replace something she used to wear daily. She refocused on her face. "Mmmmm." She moaned to herself, imagining she was talking to Yang. "You're really cute. Do you think I am?" That was good, but she tried coming up with phrases that could really seduce her. "Is this a face you'd like to sit on."
"It certainly is." A familiar voice answered from the door frame.
"AH!" Pyrrha yelped, facing the owner of said voice. Her eyes widened at the sight of Yang.
Leather high heel boots covered her beautiful legs all the way up to her thigh gap. Speaking of which, a pair of leather mini-shorts reflected the moonlight from her hips to below her belly button. Covering her chest and shoulders was a blue crop top with simple picture of a police badge with the words "Naughty Cop" written on it. Her arms were covered in leather gloves as well, extending all the way to her armpit. She didn't wear a choker, but did have on a police hat that also read "Naughty Cop" in the center above the visor. With hands on her hips, she looked very serious at the maid with one eye visible from under the visor.
"Y-Yang?"
The blonde cop slowly walked over. "That's 'Officer' to you," She said in a deeper seductive tone than usual, "and it looks like you've broken into this apartment. Let me guess: the people who live here gave their maid a key and now she's trying to rob them while they're out for the night. That about right?"
Pyrrha at first looked confused, still in awe of Yang's outfit, until she caught on to what she was saying. Pyrrha took on a serious look as well. "Oh, darn!" She said while playfully stomping her heel into the carpet. "You've caught me, Officer. I'm so sorry."
Yang continued approaching. "'Sorry' won't cut it, I'm afraid to tell ya', Darling." As she came closer, Pyrrha backed up further within the small bedroom. She lost focus of where she was when she looked down at Yang's hips, bumping and swaying with every step. Bonk! Pyrrha gasped when she backed up into the wall behind her with her hands stretched out. "I can't just let you go. You may have stolen something else in here. You know what that means?" Pyrrha, almost afraid of the answer, shook her head. "It means…" Yang slowly extended her left hand to Pyrrha's side and slowly put her lips to Pyrrha's ear. "…I'm gonna have to search you." The maid's eyes widened and her mouth dropped. Her cheeks blushed as she felt her core begin to warm up, her legs trembling and fingers twitching.
"Turn around for me." Yang softly ordered. Pyrrha obeyed and spun around until her massive breasts pressed against the wall. "Now spread 'em." The police officer ordered, to which the maid extended her feet beyond shoulder width. Yang sent chills up Pyrrha's back when she placed her leather-covered hands on the maid's lower waist. Slowly, her hands ascended the hourglass figure until they reached the mountainous breasts at the top.
"Ah!" Pyrrha gasped.
Yang began to squeeze and rub, lift and drop her girlfriend's massive hooters. "I'm gonna cut you a deal, Darling: let's play, 'Good Cop, Naughty Cop'. You tell me what I want to hear, and you'll get to play with Good Cop." She explained, pressing her chest against the maid's back. Pyrrha's heartbeat was accelerating with anticipation. "But if you don't…" The officer removed her right hand from the maid's breast and placed it on her ass, her middle finger reaching under the skirt pressing right on Pyrrha's pussy. The redhead's mouth opened, her heart feeling as though it stopped beating. "…You're gonna have to answer to Naughty Cop. Now let's play."
The officer grabbed the knot to the maid's top and pulled it loose. As the strings fell, Yang grabbed Pyrrha's waist again and spun her around, dissatisfied to see the maid holding the top to conceal her chest.
"Keep up that behavior and you'll definitely meet Naughty Cop." Yang said before she grabbed the top with just her thumb and index finger and aggressively ripped it off Pyrrha's chest.
"Ah!" The maid shrieked as her glorious chest was put on full display, much to the police officer's satisfaction.
Ever so confidently, Yang reached for Pyrrha's left breast, grabbed it, and leaned forward. Her tongue stretched out and she began licking around the small, pink circle. Then she latched her mouth onto the entire nipple, moaning as she gently bit down on it. Pyrrha laid her head against the wall, her eyes closed and mouth just hanging open as her lover enjoyed her body. With her other hand, Yang groped the other breast squeezing and releasing it repeatedly. "Mmmmm." She hummed, lipstick smearing all around the perfectly spherical tit. Once she was satisfied, she switched boobs and started to suck on Pyrrha's right one as her other hand slid down the maid's belly and down her skirt. Meanwhile, the redheaded maid's fingers twitched even harder against the walls. She never felt so vulnerable, like a garden snake in an owl's nest. The weirdest part was that what turned her on the most was the fact that she was being dominated. Pyrrha Nikos, the Invincible Girl, the winner of the Mistral Regional Tournament four times in a row, couldn't help but adore being the submissive.
Yang's fingers touched most of the maid's lower regions, pressing on her inner thighs and even running up and down her sacred slit. Her core was heating up even faster, no doubt about to start dripping, just waiting for Yang to pull her panties to the side and start fingerbanging her. Pyrrha swallowed and began to breathe loudly and shallowly, her head tilting all the way back and opening her windpipe. Seeing an opportunity, Yang pulled her mouth away from and, while her hand was still down Pyrrha's skirt, slid her left hand up the maid's torso, past the collarbone, and gently laying her fingers around her neck. The redhead felt it but made no reaction, somewhat turned on by the dominating feeling skin tight leather around her neck. She leaned into Pyrrha's left side, her lips just millimeters from the maid's ear.
"One last chance, Darling: tell me where you hid it." Yang whispered so incredibly seductively.
Pyrrha slightly opened her eyes. "'It'? What are you talking about?" She gently asked, sounding out of breath.
Yang went silent, pausing her motions with her right hand and then pulling it out of Pyrrha's skirt. As Yang laid her hand on her side, fingers in the front and thumb behind her, Pyrrha realized the cop's other hand was still on her neck. "Well, there goes Good Cop. Now you get to meet Naughty Cop." Yang said with the most devilish smile on her face.
"Naug- ACK!" Pyrrha said before being interrupted by Yang's grip on her neck suddenly tightening with the strength of a thousand men. Her eyes shot open in shock and horror as her hands jumped to grab Yang's wrist and forearm. "Yang! What…are…yo-ACK-ACK" Pyrrha tried to say before Yang somehow doubled her pressure within her fingers.
"Op, op op op. You have the right to remain silent. There's one more place I haven't checked yet. Let me get a better look." She said seductively but with darkness in her tone.
Pyrrha felt pressure on her chin as Yang proceeded to lift her up. Sounds of faint "ah"s escaped her mouth as she kicked and reached for a floor that was several inches below her. Now she Definitely felt vulnerable.
"Don't struggle too much, Darling, or you'll pass out. Now, where were we?" Yang said. With her right hand, she touched Pyrrha's inner thigh and moved up her skirt until she found her panties waistband. Meanwhile, the maid's face began to turn colors, her mouth gaping open to catch whatever sips of air she could. She kicked as hard as her instincts commanded her until Yang slid her leather-covered fingers down the maid's underwear and entered her soaking pussy.
Pyrrha made one last "Ah!" before freezing entirely. She stopped trying to suck in air and halted her kicking completely.
Yang looked at her with absolute malice, giddy to start the next phase. "Is it…in here?" Yang asked, pushing her middle and ring fingers inside the maid's core. Time froze as Pyrrha felt her core being invaded by smooth leather and suddenly all her fear immediately drained away. You like that, don't you? Yang thought. Well, hold on to your horses, because we're just getting started. Slowly but firmly, the Naughty Cop pushed in and pulled out of the maid's pussy, massaging the soft and wet flesh as its owner's mind went blank from the sheer pleasure. Can't find anything. Better go deeper. Yang thought, pushing even further inside Pyrrha. The redhead, meanwhile, was in a completely different world. This level of restraint coupled with intense pleasure sent her to a world of nirvana she never could have imagined. As she was forced to constantly look up at the ceiling, her eyes widened at the fullest when she felt the leather glove touch her g-spot. Her toes curled inside the shoes. Her orgasm would have to wait unfortunately, as both the pleasure and asphyxiation caused her to slowly black out. Everything was going dark as she lost feeling in the rest of her body. Her hands fell to the sides and toes uncurled.
The blonde cop snickered as she saw the maid go limp. Alright, enough torture. I think she got the message. Now we can start the real fun. Quick as a flash, Yang pulled her fingers out of her lover and released her neck.
With a loud thump, the maid fell to the floor. In a panic, Pyrrha regained consciousness and grabbed her throat with both hands. HUHHHHH! COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! The maid sat slumped over against the wall, gasping for every available breath like a hungry animal. Meanwhile, the naughty cop just kept staring at the maid as she licked the fluids from her fingers, much like how an artist observes their work. Pleased with her progress, Yang walked away towards the dresser and opened a different drawer. As she rifled through, Pyrrha slowed her breathing as she began returning to normal. That was…that was…She thought, before her face flushed into a deep blush. So hot!
Pyrrha looked up at the officer after hearing what sounded like metal clanking. Her eyes opened in astonishment, and fear, when Yang walked toward her while twirling a pair of handcuffs on her finger. Her shadow towered over Pyrrha, the same evil smile and death stare worn comfortably on her face, before she reached down and forcefully grabbed the redhead's wrist. She pulled the maid off the ground.
"Kneel down and put your hands behind your back." Yang ordered. Pyrrha reluctantly got on her knees facing the bed. As sweat dripped down the maid's temples, Yang squatted down behind her and cuffed both of her hands. Catching her by surprise, the blonde cop grabbed her lover by her shoulder and forced her to bend over. The redhead's collarbone and head laid down on the mattress while her ass stuck out. A leather hand lightly touched one of her cheeks before it started squeezing and rubbing it.
"Mmmmm. Looks like I couldn't find it on you. Guess I'll have to get you to talk." Yang told her. "Where'd you put it, Maid?"
Pyrrha, still confused on what Yang meant, continued playing dumb. "Go fuck yourself, Copper."
Yang showed her teeth with another smile. After she squatted down to Pyrrha's left side, she raised her hand as far back as she could and slammed it down on the maid's ass. SLAP! "AH!" The redhead gasped.
"Still think I'm playing around? Where is it?" The Naughty Cop asked.
"No clue…how's about refreshing my memory?" Pyrrha asked, sounding out of breath.
SLAP! "AH!" SLAP! "AH!" SLAP! "AH!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Pain surged all throughout the maid's body, the sting lasting long and the entirety of her ass looking red.
"That all you got?" The maid asked arrogantly.
Yang looked surprised for a second but then began to snicker again. All of Pyrrha's confidence died down in an instant. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. She thought.
"It was…until I realized just how much pain tolerance you have. Let's up the ante." Yang said, leaving Pyrrha for the same drawer she got the handcuffs. With her left side of her face hidden in the bed, her right eye witnessed Yang pull out another object that made her spanks look tame. She gulped as she saw Yang approach her with a flogger.
"Now where is it?" The officer asked.
"Don't know…" Pyrrha said, closing her eyes and waiting for the inevitable.
With her toy in hand, and an evil smile on her face, Yang raised the flogger and smacked the whips against the massive and red ass beneath her. "MMM!" Pyrrha moaned, the pain ironically pleasing her more than the fingering from a minute earlier. The naughty cop raised her flogger again. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "AH! AH! AH! AH!" The maid called out with each hit.
"You're only doing this to yourself. Tell me where it is, and we can end it right here." Yang offered.
Having no energy left to speak, Pyrrha turned her head until her right eye could see the cop, and she simply shook her head "no". Yang just shrugged her shoulders. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The redhead felt the utmost pleasure from her punishment. Only now was Pyrrha realizing how much she enjoyed S&M, especially when she's the M.
"Hmmm. Looks to me like you're worn out. Let's fix that…with a little return from Good Cop." Yang said, grabbing Pyrrha by her ponytail and pulling her to her feet. The maid didn't even try to resist. Once she sat Pyrrha on the edge of the bed, Yang took several steps back and began to unbutton her top. With each release of a button, more and more of her smooth cleavage became exposed, sending Pyrrha into a trance as she stared at the line separating the two massive melons. Finally, Yang undid the final button, the skin from her belly uniting with her chest, and she slowly pulled the sides apart, presenting her incredibly immense chest, and throwing the top to the ground. The two perfectly spherical orbs bounced with every slow step she made towards the maid. "Dinner time, Darling. Hope you like milk." She said, lifting up her titanic tits and pressing them together.
Pyrrha's heart beat furiously, her jaw dropping in anticipation of being smothered by Yang's incredible chest. The blonde cop sat on the redhead's lap by putting a knee on each side and squeezing Pyrrha's waist with her thighs. Almost immediately after, she opened her breasts, pressed Pyrrha's face into her cleavage, and wrapped her arms around the maid's head. With her eyes closed as though she were asleep, the redhead moaned as she licked both inner sides of the enormous breasts enveloping her head. Trails of spit channeled down the blonde's chest and belly as Pyrrha moved on to licking and sucking on the nipple to her left.
"Mmmm. Good girl." Yang said. Her nipple couldn't have been bigger than a quarter, making it easier for Pyrrha to not only lick around it but to bite down all around it. She tried to open her mouth even wider, as though she wanted to swallow Yang's entire breast, but to no avail. She'd have a better chance at trying to swallow a beach ball. As her lover went to town on her chest, Yang slowly ran her left hand down Pyrrha's back as her other arm was wrapped around the back of her neck. As the maid switched tits and sucked on the other nipple, Yang couldn't help but break character for a few seconds. She closed her eyes and took in the scene, sitting on Pyrrha's lap with her arms wrapped around her head as she sucked on her breasts. She was truly happy, feeling like, by acting out her most kinky and secretive fantasies, she was being honest with herself and her lover. Pyrrha could tell as well, pausing with her mouth clamped down on Yang's breast to confirm that it was in fact the blonde's rapid heartbeat she was feeling.
Returning back to reality, Yang opened her eyes. As much as she enjoyed this, it was time to up the ante. She forcefully grabbed Pyrrha by her shoulders and pushed her down on the bed, the maid gasping in surprise as a string of spit falling from Yang's nipple. The Good Cop snickered. "That was just an appetizer." She said, tilting to her side and pulling her leather shorts off. Once they were around her ankles, she kicked them off and crawled up Pyrrha's body until her thighs were at both sides of the maid's head. Pyrrha could only look up in awe at the wet and hairless pussy hovering above her. "What was that you said earlier? Something about, 'a face I'd like to sit on'?" After a single gasp from her lover, Yang lowered herself onto Pyrrha's head.
Almost immediately, pleasure screamed through Yang's body as Pyrrha instantly opened her mouth and ran her tongue up and down the delicious pussy weighing down on her. The maid's jaw slowly raised and lowered as her tongue savored the taste of every fleshy nerve it touched.
"AHHH! MMMM! HOOOO! AAWWWW!" Yang shouted in absolute ecstasy. Her head flailed back and forth, her chest heaving in and out, and sweat perspiring on her forehead. Despite putting her in handcuffs, Yang had felt as though she were the submissive now, relying on Pyrrha for the utmost pleasure she craved so desperately. In a sense, she was right. In a twist of irony, Pyrrha now held all the power, her tongue whipping and flailing inside her lover's pussy, reaching so far up that she was close to touching Yang's g-spot.
"MMmmmmm." The redhead moaned as she clamped her lips down on the cop's pussy lips. She wouldn't let a single drop of fluid escape. As she felt Yang sift her leather fingers through the strands of red hair, Pyrrha figured she must be doing a terrific job.
"Hooo! HA! HAAAA! MMMMFFFFAAAAAHHHH!" Yang groaned as Pyrrha accomplished her mission of licking the cop's g-spot. Yang folded her chin into her collar bone as her breathing became shallower. The cop groped herself with her right hand as sweat ran all over her chest and belly and her other hand curled its fingers into endless strands of red hair. Holy shit, is she good at this. Yang thought. Even Blake didn't pick up on this stuff nearly as fast. Oh, Pyrrha…Pyrrha! PYRRHA! "AH! AHHHH! AAAAHHH!" Yang cried out, her core tingling and burning up while her lover showed no signs of slowing down. It felt as though her tongue was touching her stomach.
The cop's body was wearing an entire suit of sweat. Her body glistened in the moonlight as her head snapped back with her jaw hanging open. Both of her hands grabbed the top of her hat to deal with the overwhelming pleasure endlessly assaulting her. As she came closer to her climax, she grit her teeth and tried to remain calm, but Pyrrha wouldn't relent. If anything, it felt as though she somehow became even more ferocious in eating Yang's pussy. Oh, please Yang! Don't hold anything back! Please cum all over me! The maid thought.
"OH, DARLING!" Yang yelled, throwing out her arms to the sides in a T-pose and clenching her fists. Her muscles in her calves and hamstrings tightened as she felt her eyes pop at the side. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
The room went silent for an eternity until Yang made a loud inhale, her hands shaking and body so slick with sweat. She breathed roughly, gasping for air from all corners of the room, while everything beneath her felt warm and moist. It took a second for her to realize Pyrrha had stopped licking completely. Worried she may have suffocated her girlfriend, Yang immediately jumped off only to see the, for lack of a better word, masterpiece before her.
Pyrrha was breathing shallowly as well, staring off into space as cum blanketed her cheeks, mouth, and neck. Holy Fuck! It's like getting shot in the face with a water gun, except the water's a lot sweeter. The maid thought. It took a second for her eyes to meet Yang's.
"Is that…all you got…Copper?" She playfully teased. Yang smiled and giggled.
"It is for 'Good Cop'," Yang seductively replied, "but 'Naughty Cop' has one last thing for you: if breasts were the appetizer and pussy was the entrée, then allow me to go get dessert."
The naughty cop got off the bed, now naked from her hat to her thigh gap, and opened the same drawer which hid her flogger. In it, she pulled out her last toy for the night: a pair of underwear…with a long, light blue rod about eight inches long attached. The maid gasped, unsure of how to feel. She'd never used one of those before. Whenever she'd masturbate, she'd usually just use her fingers. Somehow, the handcuffs felt even more restraining than before. With what flexibility she had, Pyrrha tried to use her shoulders to wipe her mouth clean as she watched her lover put on the sex toy. However, she wasn't done with that drawer yet. Pyrrha's eyes widened when Yang reached in and pulled out a small roll of duct tape, and the blonde wore her most evil smile yet as she began walking towards the maid.
Once she approached the bed, Yang grabbed Pyrrha by the neck, the redhead's cheeks blushing hard enough match her hair, and locked lips with her. Both girls moaned as Yang primarily licked Pyrrha's lips clean and invaded her mouth with her tongue. After she was satisfied, she tightened her grip on the maid's throat. The maid slightly opened her mouth in reflex, trying suck in whatever sips of air she could.
"Not bad, Darling, but now it's my turn." Yang said. She spun Pyrrha around and bent her over the bed. The maid offered no resistance. She was nervous. After all, she'd never used dildos or strap-ons before, but after how an amateur lesbian like her just made Yang cum like a sprinkler, she was giddy to see what a professional could do to her. "Let's get rid of these, first." Yang said, ripping down Pyrrha's skirt and panties, exposing her own moist and unsoiled pussy.
Yang squatted down behind her, pushing her mouth right up against her lover's entrance. "Mmmmm. Ahhhhh. HAAAAAHHHH!" Pyrrha moaned, feeling Naughty Cop's invasive tongue touching every nerve it could find. However, the maid's eyes widened as it felt two slim objects enter her. Yang pushed her leather-covered fingers hard to spark a response from the maid, and she wasn't disappointed. She wasn't satisfied, either. Quick as a humping rabbit, Yang bit her lip as she pulled and pushed her fingers aggressively into the soft, fleshy pussy. The cop was fingering the maid so hard, she made the bed shake. "AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Pyrrha cried out, getting closer and closer to her climax.
Can't have you explode just yet, baby. Yang thought, pulling her fingers out and putting them in her mouth, savoring her lover's taste. As Pyrrha was calming down, Yang grabbed the duct tape and pulled a small strip off the roll.
"AH!" Pyrrha gasped as Yang pulled her ponytail to get her face off the covers.
"Close your mouth." Yang ordered. The maid obeyed and Yang put the strip firmly over her lips. Once she straightened herself out and stood right behind Pyrrha, the dildo head just millimeters away from the redhead's pussy, Yang took in one last sight of her lover's body. The handcuffed, gloved hands laying on her naked back, strands of her hair snaking all along her shoulder blades, her massive ass and leaking pussy that were begging to disturbed. The blonde's hands shook as she grabbed the maid's side with one hand and placed the blue rod gently on her entrance.
Yang slowly entered her girlfriend. Pyrrha felt her heart beat furiously again as she felt her walls force apart like never before. Her eyes shut tight and her lips pulling so hard against the tape as the newfound pain demanded her undivided attention. The cop just kept leaning forward with just a couple more inches to go, both hands on the maid's sides to help her push. "MMMmmmmm." Pyrrha moaned. Yang, loving the sound of her lover, slowly pulled out and pushed back in. She did it again and again, warming her girlfriend up for what came next. With Pyrrha's cuffed hands so close to her own, Yang reached over to poke the maid's right palm, to which the maid clasped her fingers around the fingertip. The cop immediately pulled her hand away and spanked the bad girl. SMACK! "MMM!" Pyrrha moaned through the tape. Yang then grabbed a wad of her hair and aggressively pulled her head back.
"Don't you DARE interfere with my interrogation!" Yang ordered, still humping her lover.
"Mm-hm." Pyrrha hummed.
Yang let go of her hair and put her hand back to her side. Pyrrha dug her chin into the cover as her whole body rocked back and forth with each thrust from Naughty Cop.
Pat. Pat. Pat.
As the redhead's breathing got shallower, the blonde's thrusts became even more aggressive. Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! The maid's moans turned into groans as pleasure sparked and burned inside her. Yang reached her right hand towards the maid's forearm and gently grabbed it as she kept humping. Her hand slowly shifted up to the maid's triceps and finally to her shoulder. Together, their bodies swayed back and forth. For both of them, it felt more like dancing than sex.
"MMmmmmm!" Pyrrha moaned loudly while feeling tiny bites of cold on her back. She didn't realize they were beads of Yang's sweat, dripping down on her as the blonde's hips were practically on fire from the constant exercise. Needless to say, the redhead was beading her own sweat as well, the covers underneath her darkening and dampening. It was gross, and they both loved it.
Despite her hips burning, Yang didn't slow down. She kept thrusting and even quacking her pace. Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Pat! Suddenly, the maid's insides felt hot and tingly. Her eyes began to roll the back of her head and fingers twitched open. She could feel it coming ever so closer to her climax, positive she'd explode exactly as her lover did just a few minutes ago. Yang was feeling hot too. Yeah…yeah…Baby! She thought. Don't hold it back, just let it all out! Pyrrha was in the same state of mind, but on steroids. Fuuuuuccckkkkkk! The maid thought. Oh Gods! Make me cum, please make me cum! Oh, ahhh! AHHHHH! Without realizing it, Pyrrha had once again activated her semblance.
And with one last single and powerful thrust, touching Pyrrha's g-spot, a shockwave detonated from the lovers. Pyrrha's mouth opened so far to yell that the tape ripped off her mouth. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
Love. Pain. Lust. Fear…Power!
The room went quiet as time felt like it froze. Cars and security alarms all over the apartment complex rang out in an orchestra of beeping. This was definitely stronger than when they first made love at Eden.
With a single exhale from Pyrrha, time resumed and she felt wet literally all over. Not just the sweat that enveloped her body and saliva puddling in the tape hanging from her mouth, but the streaks of cum channeling down her inner thighs, staining her stockings. It was only when Yang released her grip on her shoulder that Pyrrha realized how tightly the cop was holding onto her.
The blonde was breathing heavily as well, her body finally relaxing from the relentless humps. She, as well, felt her lover's fluids all over her thighs, feeling ever more satisfied with all her effort. As both of their bodies cooled off, Yang pulled her toy out of Pyrrha and began to take it off. She held the straps in her hand as she walked over to the drawer to retrieve the key to her girlfriend's handcuffs.
Upon unlocking the cuffs, Pyrrha slid to sit on the ground, looking up at the dominating cop before her. Yang just looked down with the same evil smile, quite impressed with her work. This may have been my best Naughty Cop roleplay yet. She thought. Clearly all those times she did this with Blake had paid off. Not once had Blake played the cop, since she always preferred being submissive, and it looked like Pyrrha was in the same position.
"Now that's what I call 'Cumming close'." Yang punned. The maid smiled and giggled.
"More like it was 'Sex-tacular'." Pyrrha punned back.
Seeing the silicon dick in her lover's hand, Pyrrha reached out and grabbed it. Yang's eyes widened when she saw her girlfriend put the slimy object to her mouth and start to deepthroat it. As easy as breathing, she made the dildo glide down her tongue and throat so smoothly. The cop was impressed, raising her eyebrows and nodding her head.
Shuffling her legs under herself, Pyrrha got back up onto the bed and laid her head on the pillow, dropping the strap-on to the floor. Yang, looking at Pyrrha's tired and naked body, felt the gravitational pull and laid down on top of her girlfriend. After tossing her hat to the floor, moans and nose breathing echoed all around the room as the busty beauties kissed and held one another passionately. Their sweaty bellies, breasts, and pussies touched with Pyrrha on the bottom and Yang between her legs on top. Nothing could break their combined concentration…until a question came to the maid's mind.
"Hey…so what did I steal, eactly?" Pyrrha asked, breaking their kiss.
Yang smiled and laughed into her girlfriend's neck. "My heart." She answered.
At first, there was silence as Pyrrha processed the answer, then she spoke. "Oh Gods, Yang. That's cheesy even for you."
"Oh, really?" Yang asked, snaking her leather-covered hand down to Pyrrha's ass and grabbing it heartily. "Better not piss me off or I'll spank you again."
Pyrrha just looked at her, smiling with the same confident and evil look as Yang. "Is that a promise?" She asked, reaching her face toward the blonde so they could continue making out.
A few nights later, Yang watched her lover from the bar, twirling her body around the main stage's pole. It was a genius idea to bring the maid outfit to her shift. All the guys were going nuts as she peeled off her top and skirt. Yang, on the other hand, didn't feel like bringing in her Naughty Cop outfit. Instead, she simply wore her usual golden bunny outfit. What truly got her attention were the nipple tassels on her bare breasts that were clearly hanging on for dear life as she hung upside down several feet above the floor. I am the luckiest girl on Earth. Yang thought.
While she sat at the bar, a Strawberry Sunrise in her hand, a short man noticed her and walked towards her with his scroll out and the screen unlocked.
"Quite the performance?" A familiar, old voice said next to her.
"Yeah, she's one of a ki-" Yang responded, cutting herself off when she turned and recognized the disgusting man the voice belonged to. Valentine? She thought.
"Although, I have to admit, I much prefer your performance over anyone else's." He said, a wine glass in his hand.
Yang scoffed. "Seriously, dude? I'm on break, and I already told you 'I'm not giving you a blowjob.'"
"I know, I know, but now I have an offer I know you can't refuse." He said, Yang's eyes turning red with fury. "You see, Yang, Huntress Hottie doesn't just do modeling. We also do…Adult entertainment."
The blonde beauty felt her heart stop. She recalled her conversation with Pyrrha just a few nights ago. "I never did anything about it, but I always wondered…what it would be like to do porn." "What? No! I-I-I would never- I mean-I…" Yang brokenly replied, her mind going in several directions and her eyes turning lilac again.
"Op op op. You didn't let me finish: in addition to working with our 'Adults only' department, I managed to pull some strings with our treasury department and came up with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Mr. Valentine pulled out his scroll and began to pull up a contract to show her. He further explained as she read it. "One-hundred-thirty-thousand lien a year plus getting to be on the cover for the month of December."
Yang gasped as her eyes widened and jaw dropped. Blake was gloating about ten thousand less than this…but still, doing porn when I'm already in a relationship? How could I do that to Pyrrha?
"But wait…'cause we're still not done!" Valentine arrogantly said, grabbing Yang's attention even harder now. "I've already been talking to one of my movie directors, and he said he's got a script already for an adult film that stars, of all the actors in the industry, the one, the only…Adonis Steele."
The blonde felt her heart stop, breath caught in her throat as she tried to process what she had just heard. She also figured out quickly what Valentine was getting at.
"You mean…you could set me up in a porno with…the Adonis Steele?" She asked, astonished.
"Well, you'd have to sign contracts of course, as well as get an agent, and…yada yada yada. We'll walk you through everything." He told her.
"Would it be…like softcore, or…"
He snickered at her. "Nope." He said, shaking his head with an arrogant smile. Yang put her hand on her chest, realizing the opportunity she had right in front of her.
Before either could say anything, the Malachite twins walked up to both of them. "Excuse us, Boss." Melanie said to him. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah, we're dying to get out of here." Miltiades added on, seductively.
"Yes, yes, of course girls. Just had to…do some business." He said, pulling out a notebook and pulling out a pen from his jacket. He spoke as he wrote on the paper. "Blondes always have more fun, and I guarantee you'll have more fun with me than Junior…but only if you're willing."
The whole time, Yang looked perplexed. She grabbed the paper and read the number and email in her mind. This is actually real. She thought. Before she could say anything, Mr. Valentine got up from his seat. "The choice is yours. I always keep my scroll on me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with the cover girls for July and August." Without another word, Valentine walked off the twins as Yang watched in awe. "So, did I ever show you girls my mansion by the port?"
"Oh no, Mr. Valentine!" Miltiades exclaimed.
"Well, now you have to." Melanie added.
"Then let's get going!" Valentine said, a twin on each arm.
Yang watched them walk towards the entrance before looking back up at her girlfriend on the stage. As she watched Pyrrha squat down against the pole, her legs opening up to their widest degree and the crowd of men going ballistic, she continued thinking about the offer. For years, I've been so curious. She thought. Is this actually my only chance. I mean, I'm not getting any younger. I'm twenty-two. The thought of Adonis Steele came to her mind, and she closed her legs very tightly. Is it technically cheating if it's acting? Then another memory came to her, a quote from Blake about how she repeatedly cheats on Sun: "what he doesn't know won't hurt him."
She stuffed the paper deep into her cleavage before looking back up at her girlfriend. I would never want to hurt you, Pyrrha.