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Raven reaches out to an old friend for help, while bringing news of what has been happening on Menagerie and Monte Cristo.
Meanwhile, the morning continues in great enjoyment for Jaune and much difficulty for both Sienna and Rumi.
Chapter 15
"You're certain about this?"
"Positive."
The light of Willow Schnee's eyes darkened as she considered the thought. "I don't think the secondary abilities of your semblance is something that will hold up in trial, but we've seen rumors less credible set greater houses on the road to ruin." Closing her eyes, she let out a tired sigh. "How bad have things gotten?"
Raven looked out through the window, taking in the clouds, and the distant lights of the city of Mantle. They reminded her of starlight, small and bright as they were through the snowy peaks and cold mists that kept the view of the actual city obscured. What was funny was how she had to look down to see those lights, all while the actual stars seemed closer to where they were.
"I hear news of several outposts being raided every few weeks." She looked out into the snowdrifts, leaned against the windowsill. Her breath fogged up the glass. "Not a lot of survivors, and his men have made it a point to take all of the women back with them afterwards⦠by any means necessary."
Her stomach turned. She'd gone with one of the patrols once. Raven needed to get an accurate look at how things looked on the ground if she was going to bring this up with the other kingdoms. It wasn't necessarily proof, but if she could at least speak the truth, it would be a step in the right direction.
And she'd been both fortunate and unfortunate enough that the patrol had come upon an already-attacked outpost. Word hadn't gotten out in time and it looked like they'd been several hours too late to make a difference.
Oh the limbs that had lain discarded in the rocks. Left for the carrion that had dined on the menβ¦
Willow seemed to understand. A grimace coming on her features, and she almost looked paler than she usually did.
"Onβ¦" Raven took a deep breath, swallowing back the bile and focusing on the little specks of white on grey on the other side of the window. "On the bright sideβ¦ There have been no reports of him breaching any deeper into the mountain range. He's been brushing the edges, taking easier targets."
"Can't use his numbers like that. Can't use the cannons you described without sending the mountain down on all your heads either."
She'd suspected the same. So did her daughter and Tai. It would have been all too easy to just set the whole countryside ablaze. Less risk to him and his armies, though Raven didn't know how much of a toll the magic of those artifacts would take on him - or if there would be any at all.
"He's a greedy bastard. Probably wants Kali and Blake alive. I'm surprised the Grimm haven't swarmed all of Menagerie with what's been going on there."
Willow let loose a hollow chuckle as she pushed her chair back to stand. The wood screeched as it scraped against the planks below. It was loud enough that even Raven had to wince at the sound.
"Sorry about that. Damn carpets were being cleaned when you arrived." Willow's office had a minibar, though the only thing that seemed to be on it was a single decanter filled with an amber liquid that she poured out unto two glasses.
Raven took it with a nod, "He's said as much. That might be one of the only things giving us a shot at this."
Atlesian whiskey went down smooth, though the cold had taken much of the bite away. An amazing thing since Willow had given her a glass without any ice.
"I'm honestly surprised you haven't just tried to kill him." Willow joined her at the window. Light-blue eyes looking up to the stars then down, down at the glittering flares of the city of Mantle. "You've never been the kind to do things the 'right' way, Raven. You could probably take his guards. You trained most of them, after all."
Another sigh, from Raven this time. Willow took this as all the answer she needed.
"So you'd know why that isn't feasible, wouldn't you?" Her smirk was a sad one, a resigned one. "He still has my daughter?"
"Winter was⦠as well as can be, I think. She'd been spotted a few times by the scouts brave enough to check what happened to Kuo Kuana after he'd taken it."
Willow's scoff was strong enough Raven saw the white-haired woman's shoulders shift. "Well enough. If he treats my girl the way he seems to treat the faunus people, that'd be a stretch. But I don't know if there's enough free will in Winter left for that to matter."
For a while the both of them remained quiet. Raven nursed her drink while Willow was content to swish it around her glass as they looked down the sheer cliffs and slopes that lead from Winterkroneburg to the city of Mantle below.
The snowfall only seemed to grow thicker, deeper. Even the clear sky they'd had when Raven had arrived was starting to get swallowed up, the ray of moonlight that shone at them growing slimmer and slimmer.
"The Arcs gave Mantle to us - the continent, I mean." Willow broke the silence, her eyes not looking away from the city below even as she took a deep gulp of the whiskey. A hot gasp and slow exhale followed. "I suppose you already knew that, didn't you?"
Light-blue eyes glistened as she chuckled, "Winter was part of tradition. My eldest daughter sent to serve, to learn. The same way I had when I'd been younger."
She went quiet. Lost in memories, maybe. Raven could see a decade gone by pass through her gaze as Willow looked into the snowdrifts.
Nicholas Arc had been a good man. Or at least he'd been a good man, once upon a time. Raven couldn't fathom what kind of monster he must have warped into to allow his son to do as he liked the way he did now.
"Iβ¦" Willow choked, a sob breaking through, "I don't know how much will be left of Winter when she's returned to meβ¦ If she's returned to me. That boyβ¦"
Her jaw squared as she took a deep breath. Eyes clenched and she stood to her full height, the Ice Queen of Atlas.
"You'll have my help should the time come, Raven. It'll be the other kingdoms we'll need to convince."
"I trust you can help with that?"
Willow's grin almost looked reassured, "Most of the world still runs on Atlesian dust. I'm sure there are some arms we can twist, though we'll probably want more carrot than stick. Or maybe more proof of Monte Cristo's reprehensibility."
"Nothing like a common enemy, eh?"
The warmth of hope bloomed in Raven's chest at the other woman's nod. One fortified only by the cold reality of their situation.
She could still feel Ruby and Summer in the back of her mind. Both had been quiet since the first days where Arc had⦠taken them. Raven didn't know if that was a good thing or not, but at least they weren't being physically threatened, but she instinctively checked for them every few hours just to make sure the link was still up, that Arc hadn't somehow managed to break even that with what mystery magic he'd been wielding.
"I'll be checking on the old man, next." She said, finishing off the remainder of her drink. The warmth in her belly and her heart invigorating her enough that she felt she'd make it through the snowstorm outside and into the clear sky. "Arc's been using magic and that's usually his purview."
"It'll be a few days till the storms clear, I think."
"Then I hope you don't mind if I intrude on you for a few more days, WIllow."
"Always welcome, Raven. Always welcome."
Scarlet eyes looked up to see the last of the sky be swallowed up by the storm. The ray of moonlight had turned sliver then darkness, leaving only the lamplight of Willow's study.
~TtT~
Sienna's lungs felt like they were being crushed.
Her ribs felt too small. Each breath didn't feel enough as her body shook with sobs. Tears blurred her vision, and her trembling hands clutched at her cum-covered thighs.
Despite it, she couldn't look away, couldn't close her eyes.
It felt like it had taken minutes for the master to finish cumming, his semen an endless river that flowed down Rumi's throat in spurts seemed so intense that Sienna could feel the way it made the rabbit faunus's throat pulse as Sienna held her down.
And she did hold her down the whole time.
She'd held her down as Rumi's body shattered from orgasm, her otherwise unmoving body spasming and shuddering as girlcum squirted from in between her legs. Even now, the bed held the marks of the other slave's shame across its sheets.
She'd held her down when cum had shot out of Rumi's nostrils, thick and off-white like an ungodly slime. It bubbled and seeped down her face, joining the growing pool of semen that she failed to take in due to the sheer volume that the master produced.
She still held her down, even as Sienna felt like she could barely keep it together - failed to keep it together. Rumi wasn't moving anymore, and part of her wondered if she'd lost one of the few, dim lights that her new life as master Jaune's plaything afforded her.
Rumi's hair was soft, Sienna realized as she pressed her forehead against it, the even softer down of her ears brushing her cheeks. Her hot breaths bounced back at her, warming Sienna's body that had grown cold from what she assumed was shock.
The rabbit's ears twitched.
But any relief Sienna could have felt was ripped from her as she heard Jaune sigh. It was a pleased sigh, a satisfied sigh.
"Rumi's⦠Hmmm⦠really got a hell of a throat." He shivered, eyes rolling up in pleasure as he let loose another happy moan. "And she's still sucking. Ahhh⦠Rumi. Look at her, Sienna. She's so damn beautiful when she's covered in cum."
Sienna wasn't sure who had moved her. She'd not immediately obeyed the command, still too shaken to do much besides hold unto Rumi's head as the master grinned down at her. Perhaps it was Cinder, perhaps it was Winter. The white-haired human hadn't been glued to Jaune's side by the time Sienna had been dragged to the head of the bed to lay beside him.
He was covered in sweat, she noticed as she was half-lain on top of him, and his heart was thumping in his chest hard enough that she could feel it through her own. She could even feel his breath brushing her ears, a scalding-hot that lit a fire in the base of her belly. She squeezed her thighs to try and ignore it, to get some relief.
Because she couldn't take her eyes off of Rumi. Milk-chocolate skin lay glazed with the master's thick semen. It covered the front of her face and ran all the way down to her chin where it looked to be trailing down her still-swallowing throat and pooling between her heaving tits. The rabbit's scarlet eyes were blank, half-rolled back into her skull.
Rumi's mouth was the worst of it, leaking semen so thick Sienna couldn't even see the woman's lips. Her nose was much the same and caked with cum.
Small mercies, though, because Sienna could see the cum bubbling as the woman breathed. Breathed.
Praise the god of animals, she lived.
"Damn shame about the mess, though." Jaune said, his matter-of-fact tone almost an affront to the suffering Rumi went through to make him cum. "She's got me all covered in her mess."
A rough hand grabbed the back of Sienna's head, pushing her towards his cock with enough force that it hurt.
"Clean me up while I eat, Khan."
It was a testament to how much of the master's cum she'd swallowed through her mouth that she could tell how different it tasted because some of Rumi's spit was mixed in. The master was eating above her, or at least she assumed so. Her ears could pick up the sound of chewing, and the faint whispers of Fall's voice as she whispered nothings into his ear.
Most of her attention was on Rumi, however - at least what attention she hadn't been giving to the master's cock. The rabbit faunus had been laid on her side so she wouldn't drown from all the sperm that was still flowing out of her mouth and unto the sheets. Sienna wasn't sure how she hadn't already drowned from the stuff.
Perhaps the master could decide even that.
Sienna shivered as she ran her tongue around the base of his length, lapping at girlcum and drying semen and dark-blonde pubic hair. The smell of him pierced straight through her nose and into her brain, clouding it as she felt her pussy throb and weep in building arousal.
But she didn't pleasure herself. Both her hands instead focused on tending to the master now that she'd mostly cleaned him up. One hand was using her spit to stroke his length, intermittently cupping and twisting about his cockhead while the other fondled his still too-heavy balls.
It left her feeling empty, too empty. Her insides clenched down around nothing, and Sienna found herself sticking her ass out and arching her back to present herself without really thinking about it.
Still, she continued, jerking him off while she slurped up drying cum from every inch of skin that still had it on, filling her stomach with the Rumi and the master's fluids.
At least until she heard the rabbit start choking, sputtering coughs splashing Sienna's face with specks of cum as Rumi returned to consciousness. Her body heaved as a deluge of off-white sludge came out from between her lips and her eyes once again rolled back into their sockets. Rumi's body shook, unsteady arms surrendering to her orgasm and dropping her face-first into the new puddle of throat-slime and semen.
"Cu- ugh⦠Cumming!" Her voice was wet and half-choked, mouth still full of half-swallowed semen. Behind her, her raised ass jerked unsteadily, and Sienna could just barely see her thighs twitching.
It was a pitiable sight. A grown woman cumming her brains out from choking and then puking out cum, like the very sensation of it being inside her was arousing.
The shame Sienna felt when her pussy wept at the idea. For her stomach to be so full of the master's cum, the closest sign to his being pleased with a slave's service, to arouse her.
Amber eyes closed to try and ward off the thoughts, only to be greeted by the overwhelming smell of him. His musk, the puddle of his cum being regurgitated just feet away filled the air with the master's scent - even stronger than earlier.
Sienna's world blurred, warmth suffusing her body as a sudden thundering filled her ears. Her blood and her heart went absolutely haywire as the smell went right to her head, filled her skull with⦠him. The master. The center of her existence, for whom all of her body was made to serve and please and fuck.
Then the lightning struck. She grabbed unto him - legs or torso, she wasn't sure - and held on to dear life as her insides spasmed.
The Tiger-general was cumming her brains out from the smell of the man that owned her, aroused from the sight of another faunus slave cumming from puking semen.
One word rang in her mind as the world went dark:
Pathetic.
~TtT~
She woke up to screaming, ragged breaths filling the air as a hot mist sprayed against her face.
Rumi was being fucked, legs spread wide while her hips were balanced over one of the pillows so they'd be raised to be the highest point of her body - fully presented to the master.
And the master was taking full advantage of that ease of access. His hips pistoned with enough force that the entirety of Rumi's body was thrown forward, her milk-chocolate curves jiggling violently just before the hand about her hair stopped her from rolling off the pillow and falling flat on the juice-sodden sheets.
He'd retreat almost immediately after, his cock held so tightly in her fleshy depths that her whole body followed it back before he'd plow himself in once more.
It was not a kind pace he'd set, either. The mist Sienna had felt had been a mixture of the rabbit faunus's sweat and drool, flying off her slick-shiny skin, and her wide-open mouth. Pink and puffy nipples were riddled with bite marks as they swung to and fro, and Sienna could just barely see the glistening waterfall splashing arousal that splashed in every direction each time the master's pelvis bottomed out.
Half-slack arms hung off trembling shoulders. Rumi looked like she'd try and reach for something - for anything, but she'd either be slammed forward by a cock splitting her in two or being reined in like a horse that was ridden ragged.
And she was. Cries and groans and moans and whimpers spilling from babbling lips as her battered body came and came and came. And Sienna could tell that she was cumming. The deluge of girlcum that left even the pillow she was being balanced on ruined as well as the way her whole body twitched between each of the master's strokes.
Rumi's voice was hoarse, tired. She babbled in a voice so low Sienna had to strain her powerful ears to hear what she was saying.
"N- Ahhhhhh⦠Ngyooooooooogh." The rabbit slurred between pants, slavering just before she was thrown forward by another great thrust. Skin slapping against skin resounded so loudly that it was all Sienna could hear for a moment. One word definitely came through to her, though:
"M-M-Mershyyyy!"
The master didn't seem to care, though. Only egged on by her begging.
He pulled her back, forcing Rumi's back to bow backwards as he yanked on her snow-white hair. Jiggling tits bouncing up as well as forward and her clenching stomach stretched beyond what it could handle as his cock pierced all the way to her womb before pulling back out again.
One of his hands reached out and grabbed unto a heavy breast.
"You'd⦠Ah⦠Ah⦠Ah⦠look so damn good with milk coming out of your tits, Rumi." Ultramarine eyes were wide and hungry. Terrifyingly hungry. "Bigger tits suit you, too⦠YES!⦠My little rabbit with tits to rival Eve's."
The world fell away, and Sienna was taken from the royal bedchambers back into the dark prison room that the cow faunus still hung suspended from.
Except this time, it wasn't her that was hanging from the rafters and being milked each morning. It wasn't Sienna, either. It was Rumi, the rabbit weeping and limbless as the white liquid dripped from her too-full breasts and arousal seeped from loose pussy lips that created a puddle underneath her.
"Noooooooooo!"
And it seemed that Rumi imagined it, too.
She thrashed, terrified. Or at least thrashed as much as her twitching, shattering body could manage, all while still being held by her hair in the master's hand. Half-slack arms reaching, reaching, and falling short of getting ahold of anything. Rumi's white hair was now so taut Sienna was sure she'd tear it off her scalp.
Instead the master pulled her closer, his free arm wrapping around her waist and coming up to sink his fingers into her bouncing tits. Spreading her legs open even wider even though Sienna could see Rumi trying to push herself back to her feet, unsteady as those same legs were as she came around his still-thrusting cock.
He spoke in a whisper, but somehow loud enough to be clear as day in Sienna's ears:
"Are you denying me, Rumi?"
The lingering heat from Sienna's last orgasm came back with a vengeance at the implied threat, her thighs looking together underneath her and sending her back down unto the wet sheets. Her arms barely managed to keep her from falling back face-first while a dampness quickly started coming from her core.
Fingers clenched on the sheets, and Sienna fought hard against the temptation to reach between her legs, towards her neglected nether lips as she watched her fellow slave be destroyed in front of her - be threatened with destruction.
"Mershy!" the rabbit sputtered, eyes glistening with tears and her tongue lolling out and leaking spit like a rabid animal. "P-Please! Mershyyyyy!"
A hollow pit opened up above the hungering pit of flame that was Sienna's arousal. One that left her feeling even weaker as she realized how far she was falling. How she was starting to get off on the suffering of her fellows.
One hand moved an inch backwards, an inch closer to some relief. Her body teetered and swayed before she planted her hand back on the sheets.
But she was leaning forward a little more now, a little closer.
And Rumi screamed as the master drew another pained orgasm from her, the muscles of her stretched abdomen clenching so obviously around him that Sienna could only imagine what it must have felt like to cum like that.
"Don'tβ¦ Hngaaaaaaahβ¦ Wantβ¦ Want to be l-limβ¦ limβ¦" Rumi was openly sobbing now, eyes closed and streaming tears as she drew in great gasps of air between breaths. Her pain and pleasure melding together as the noises she made were interspersed with moans while her pussy continued to gush. The pillow was completely soaked now.
"Limbless! Limbless! Limbless!" She recited the words like a mantra, scarlet eyes wide with panic. "Please!"
The master laughed, his other hand moving from her hair to the bulge of her womb, where the imprint of his cock could be seen stretching her from the inside.
"And what will you⦠Hmmmm⦠do for that mercy?"
Sienna's body swayed some more, one arm straining to bear the weight of her.
"Anything!"
"Anything? Like the last time with your brother?"
"Yes!"
"You're such an obedient rabbit⦠Ahhhhhh⦠aren't you?" The master's ultramarine eyes were practically glowing with pleasure. "And if I told you to kill Sienna?"
Manic red eyes met amber as Sienna felt her blood run cold at his words. Tear-streaked as they were, the desperation in Rumi's gaze was very real and despite what must have been terrible, terrible pleasure and pain, the rabbit was able to come to look Sienna in the eyes as she answered:
"Yes!"
Sienna felt the sheets push against her cheeks, both her hands dropping her to the bed as they plunged their digits into her sopping pussy.
She was expendable. Rumi was expendable. Meat holes made to carry the master's cock and be filled with his cum, tits for him to maul and bite and fuck and milk. They weren't even animals. They were toys.
Jaune laughed once more. Pressing Rumi face-down on the sheets with both his hands as he fucked into her still-squirting pussy, not at all acknowledging that Rumi had just accepted his offer to kill Sienna so that the rabbit would be spared Eve's fate.
And Sienna? Sienna fingered herself until she came.
And came, and came, and came.
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