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While Summer and Ruby are out on the town, Raven and Yang continue to enjoy their quality time with Jaune. Well, Yang is certainly enjoying it. Raven, less so.
Chapter 26
Yang had complicated feelings about watching her mother eat the master's cum.
She'd been in that position before. She still remembered the beer mug. The size of it, the heft. She could still feel the heat of his semen coming through the glass.
At the same time, Jaune's cum had become a staple part of her life now. She'd had days where she'd had more cum in her belly than anything else, sometimes more than even water. His cock was the first thing she'd put into her mouth every day, and sometimes the last thing she had before she'd pass out from exhaustion at night.
Even now, she could vaguely taste his musk on her tongue, feel the thickness of his essence pressing against the roof of her mouth or slowly, slowly creeping its way down her throat where it always left her feeling so terribly full. And when it wasn't being stuffed down her throat, it'd be filling her womb so thoroughly Yang would cum from how it stretched her baby room, or it would be sopping out of her stretched asshole.
It was as much food as the stuff her mom - Summer - would make her back on Patch, or whatever was placed by the other members of staff at the Chateau's dining table during the rare times she actually dined with the master.
Still, it didn't mean it was palatable.
From here, Yang could already feel the way it clawed at the back of her throat, how the smell of him made her want to gag. She'd never been with other boys, but she'd seen how cum looked from people in videos when her curiosity had gotten the better of her before she'd come to the Chateau. They weren't ever as thick or viscous⦠as condensed as the master's seemed to be. Closer to sludge than anything.
Yang knew what it was like. It squished about inside her mouth, and she could practically chew it before she swallowed. And even when she did, it went down slow, went down hard. It would have been easier to wash it down with water, but she was rarely ever given any.
Instead the master usually gave her more cum.
He always produced so much of it. Enough to fill every hole while glazing her skin and drowning her hair in the stuff several times a day. Part of Yang could still feel some of it close to the roots of her hair even as she saw how her mane now shone brighter than it ever had before she'd entered Jaune's service.
Jaune's cum was hot, molten almost. And because of how frequently she'd had her insides filled with the stuff, Yang could feel the radiating warmth coming from wherever he'd put it. Her ass, her tummy, her womb. Her womb especially, since it'd leave her unable to do anything but cum for hours on end sometimes.
And that wasn't even counting how it changed the way she thought about herself.
It was ever-present now. Some part of her body could always feel him, cock or cum. And that left him constantly in the back of her mind. A reminder of his ownership of her body, of her. Even now, she could still feel the heat of the cum she'd swallowed. Piping hot and warming her stomach.
These were his tits that were milked, his mouth that he used to keep his cock warm and wet, his ass he got to stuff full of cum, and his pocket pussy that could jerk him off without him having to move a muscle.
He'd certainly changed her to be to his liking. Her tits and insides reshaped so he could get more enjoyment out of her.
"Ooohβ¦"
She shook as her hands drifted and pressed against the outside of her womb. Even the gentlest touch sent her spine tingling and her nether lips clenching around empty air. Idly, her other hand reached up to take a nipple and squeeze.
Warm milk dribbled out between her fingers, and she felt a full-body shudder take her.
Yang knew how hard it was to be forced to eat the master's semen, to live off of it, to constantly be aware that it was inside her, a part of her. As much a claim on her as the collar Raven now wore. She was intimate with how small it left her feeling, too. Used. Yang had gone from being a promising young huntress-in-training to a collection of holes and pleasurable flesh. A living, breathing toy.
So despite understanding her birth mom's situation, she couldn't help but relish in the sight of the woman that had abandoned her being made to eat so much of the master's cum.
Raven was struggling, scarlet eyes wide and fearful as she bent down and tried to lap at the cum without getting anything on her face.
A pointless endeavor as Yang knew, but it gave her a small amount of entertainment to see her birth mother try.
It wasn't easy for the older woman. The master had instructed her to keep her hands on her thighs, so she was supported almost entirely by her back. Any careless motion could send her straight down into the drink, dunking her head into a bowl of semen larger than her head was. Already, Raven was fighting back her whimpers as stray strands of her hair threatened to dip into the off-white slime.
Yang wondered how her mother would react to having the bowl upturned over her head, to see midnight locks glazed in white. The smell would stick, Yang knew. It'd come off, but it would take a lot of work.
She imagined running her hands through her mother's cum-soaked hair. Feel the thickness of Jaune's semen through her fingers as she brushed her birth mother's hair back and enjoyed the sight of her glued-shut eyes and how she had to breath through her mouth because her nostrils were clogged with semen. It'd run down her body, too. This was too much cum not to.
It was right there. Just a quick move and she'd have the bowl in her hands and the master's cum all over her mother.
The blonde slave licked her lips as she imagined it.
But the master hadn't had his fun yet! And - brothers - she'd been neglecting him.
And, when she turned to see him licking his lips with his eyes locked unto the sight of Raven and his cock throbbing in between his legs, she knew she'd been neglecting him too long.
Yang's womb lurched at the sight of the turgid flesh pillar. Her legs shook and her knees wobbled as her mouth went dry. The heat of his semen in her stomach spread to every corner of her body as a surge of affection welled up.
"Raven looks good eating cum, doesn't she, master?" She cooed, channeling Summer as she approached him. She'd tried to saunter, but her unsteady legs made it too shaky. Even her hands shivered as she reached out and ran her fingers up his bare thighs.
Immediately she caught how much hotter things got as she got closer. His skin and even just the air turned fiery as she came closer to his groin.
"An animal eating from her bowl." She whispered, pressing her cheek against his arm as she joined him on the loveseat, her thighs pressing against his own and feeling hotter than her semblance did at her most angry. "Exactly where she belongs, right? On her hands and knees, more a pet than anything else."
Jaune's cock jerked in her hand, and his blue eyes turned to her. Yang's mouth went dry as she saw the way his eyes seemed to glow with pleasure. He was smiling.
"You like the idea of that, master Jaune?" She hummed at the tingle that radiated up into her womb when she squeezed her thighs together. "From what mom's told me, Raven might as well be one."
It was hot, his cock. So hot she could have sworn the warmth was working its way up her arm now, too. And it was starting to weep precum, too. The clear fluid coming out like a slow-moving river from the hole at the top. Steady until her hand squeezed just behind the head.
She felt the urge to lick it up. Bending down, she did.
~TtT~
Jaune felt his hips jerk up at the feeling of Yang's scorching mouth enveloping his cockhead. He had to fight the urge to push her down further and make her take the whole length of him.
But the words she'd whispered to him bounced around his mind, and now that his blonde slave had bent down to suckle on his cock, his gaze was drawn back to the sight of Raven. Naked except for the collar, the darkness of it melding with the color of her hair. Her piercings too, though he couldn't see her clit from where he sat, the ones on her nipples glinted every now and then when they caught the light.
Wearing nothing save for those, bent down and eating from a bowl? Jaune had to admit he agreed.
His pet. Made helpless and dependent on him. Collared and being broken into obedience. Yes. He liked that.
Slobber and precum ran down his length and lubed up Yang's strokes, lathering his shaft and coming down to wet his balls as her other hand reached down to cup him.
"Oh⦠That's good, Yang." He groaned as his hand moved to the back of her neck, going beneath her hair and squeezing just enough to make sure that the girl knew he wanted her to keep going. The humm of understanding she gave him ran down his cock and up his spine, drawing a shudder of enjoyment from him.
With some hesitation, Raven's daughter forced herself down. All the way down.
He'd caught her gagging on him as she did so. Jaune was impressed at how much she was trying to fight it even though he'd make sure she wouldn't succeed. It added too much to his enjoyment of her throat to feel it clench around him suddenly when she couldn't handle his size there anymore, a stark difference from the consistent and well-trained hole Summer's esophagus had become since he'd started using her.
Once she hit his base, he kept her there, pressing down on the back of her neck and taking hold of her hair while he enjoyed the way her insides held him. How her tongue lathered at the side of his cock while the sound of her gagging filled his ears the same way it filled his member with joy.
The sound of gagging filled the air, joining the periodic whimpers he heard from Raven whenever the difficulty of what she was facing overcame her pride. It was nice, he had to admit to himself. Whimpers and moans were always nice to hear and the way they mixed only added to it.
Raven's voice was deeper, huskier. Definitely deep into the realms of the hot mom despite how little time she'd spent actually acting as one. Meanwhile, Yang's youth was apparent in her's. Higher-pitched even with a length of cockmeat lodged up in her voicebox. Still, he could feel how active a lifestyle she lived.
Only athletic lungs could inhale cock like this, after all.
Combined with the sight of a grown woman - a huntress of some infamy, in fact - naked and collared, and lapping up his cum like a dog would drink from their bowl, Jaune felt positively spoiled.
Then he let Yang up.
Her face was flushed, her eyes - First Flame, her eyes - were clouded and teary. He liked those. He liked seeing their eyes like that all the time. Unfocused, unseeing. Too preoccupied with the things they were feeling to register any of their other senses.
A trail of glistening spit connected Yang to his cock, a spider web of throatslime, precum, and drool that linked him to the depths of her throat. It still pulled at him, Jaune realized. An ever-so-slight tug that drew him back into Yang's cocksucker, and he was almost tempted to just take hold of her hair and drag her back down. To destroy that throat again like he'd done so many times before and give the girl an early dinner.
But she'd not be able to talk anymore if she did that, and he'd been having so much fun hearing what she had to say.
She coughed, catching her breath after spending more than a minute with only cock for air. Each heaving breath ghosting over his privates and jiggling the connection he had to her mouth. Her eyes closed as she got herself in order.
Idly, her hand still drew upon the slime connecting them and snapped the connection, though. Pulling it around his cock and beneath her hand as she continued the handjob, making sure Jaune never stayed too long without stimulation.
Good girl.
"I think you're onto something, Yang." He said once he was sure she could actually hear him. "She's really pet material, isn't she? She's naked, she's collared. She even has experience living like a wild animal."
He could hear the way Raven stiffened.
Yang did, too.
"Mom told me you lived out in the woods, hunting, scavenging." Lavender eyes narrowed as an almost cruel grin came upon Yang's face, "Killing." The girl almost giggled, or as close to it as she could manage with cock having just wrecked her throat. "And that sounds awfully lot like living like an animal, doesn't it, Raven? Pecking about like a bird."
The younger girl's hand began to pick up the pace, and Jaune could feel how the warmth of her body began to leech into his. It stood starkly against the almost frigid cold of the air conditioning of their newly-occupied suites and started a hot tugging around his lower abdomen.
Yang had even recovered enough to have her other hand start cradling and fondling his balls again, drawing a groan from him.
Raven, however, refused to look up to them. Instead opting to stay unsteadily hanging over the bowl of semen. She continued trying to lap at the cum that he'd shot out earlier that afternoon, though didn't seem to be making much headway on it at all. And she'd continued to do so even as the sound of Yang's handjob filled the air with wet slaps.
But Raven couldn't hide it, every time the smell of him made her choke or she'd gag on the feeling of his load sliding down her throat too slowly, or even the little whimpers she made as she undoubtedly got semen outside on her chin, or running down her into the valley between her tits.
And Yang caught it, too, though seemed more interested in tempting him than verbally debasing her mother any longer.
"I think she's trying to shut us out, master Jaune," she whispered to him, fire-scorched skin pressed against him, elevating the experience of her now well-trained hands. "More interested in her meal than her owner. How typical."
He could hear the grin in her next words, "But⦠Hmmm⦠I suppose she's starved isn't she, master Jaune? So far from her forest, so far from the new nest she'd built for herself after she'd run from ours⦠She flew so far."
Jaune could feel⦠something in the way Yang moved now. Her grip around his cock tightened and he felt her hesitate for just a moment as she peaked and her fingers were wrapped just below his glans. There was a shudder in them, and while he might have had an idea considering Yang's history with the woman that had carried and birthed her, Jaune didn't want to ask.
Instead, he listened.
"I want to see what she'd look like covered in cum, master Jaune," Lavender eyes looked at him, wide and almost awed. "I want to run my hands through her hair after you'd glazed it with cum. Toβ¦ Ahhhβ¦ feel you between my fingers and rub you into her scalp. Iβ¦ Iβ¦ Hnggβ¦" She shuddered, her tits beginning to leak as her own arousal started to take hold while her thigh was pressed more firmly against his own.
"Can you imagine it, sir?" She gasped, "Her eyes glued shut with semen, her face glazed with cumβ¦"
He did. And he was looking at the most regular recipient of it right now.
Ever since he'd found out from Summer that Yang adored her hair, he'd made it a point to cover it in his cum. At least once a day he'd shower her with the stuff or make sure he came in it as she wrapped his cock with her blonde locks while pleasuring him. He'd forced her to take cum on her face or squish herself against Summer's pussy or ass right after he'd finished with the mother.
So to see her wanting the same for Ravenβ¦
"Oh Yang."
"Do you⦠Hmm⦠like that, sir?" The girl was panting now even as she asked him in a whisper, body turning pink just thinking about it. And Jaune could tell she was thinking about it. Her eyes had a hungry look in them he'd only ever seen in her when they were sparring - really sparring. "I've been wanting to dunk that head of hers into that bowl this whole time."
Jaune wanted that, too.
And Yang - once again - could tell.
So she put her foot on her mother's head and, at the same time as she put her lips around the crown of his cock, pushed Raven into the drink.
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