Jaune watched as Blake threw her head back and moaned. Her latex covered fingers were slick with lube as she pushed the vibrating toy deeper into her pussy. The gloves ended just behind her elbows. She wore something, that locked like a mix between a necklace and a collar around her neck. It went down between her breasts and was connected to a corset, which pushed up her breasts. The rest of her body was naked. With her legs spread, she sat on Jaunes bed and fucked herself with a long ribbed dildo.
"Look at her. Imagine that toy was your cock. Do you remember, what fucking her felt like?" Yang whispered in his ear, while stroking his cock. His hands were cuffed behind his back, so he could do nothing, but watch. Yang wore lingerie, that was cut open to show off her breasts and pussy. No sane man would want the sensation of her hand to stop and neither did Jaune, but for different reasons.
For the last few weeks, Yang and Blake unlocked him almost every day. They would edge him relentlessly and once they deemed him desperate enough, Blake would leave him alone and at Yangs mercy. He feared the moment Blake would leave.
Jaune could feel, that he was close. He tried to stay quiet, hoping, that Yang wouldn't notice and accidentally send him over the edge, consequences be damned. But she did notice and retreated her hand in a dramatic gesture. Jaune bucked his hips, desperate for release, but couldn't cum.
Seeing Jaune so desperate, seemed to push Blake over the edge. She flinched and nearly folded inwards, as she came with a shaky moan. The sight alone was almost enough to make Jaune cum as well, but sadly for him, just almost.
Chuckling, Yang walked to Blake and held her hand towards Blake. Panting, Blake took her hand and got up. She handed Yang her toy and made her way towards Jaune. As Yang got on the bed and wiped the toy clean on Jaunes pillow, Blake got behind Jaune and threw an arm around him. With her sweat and the smell of sex in his nose, Jaune had problems to concentrate on both Yang and Blake.
Blake wiped one of her gloved hands over Jaunes face and smeared her juices over his mouth. When he involuntarily opened his mouth, she slipped her fingers inside and let Jaune taste her orgasm.
"Do you know, what made me cum so hard?" Blake whispered in his ear. Jaune shook his head and watched as Yang spread her legs and positioned the toy.
"Would you like to know?" Jaune hesitated. If Blake asked, he was sure he wouldn't like the answer. Blake interpreted is hesitation as a 'Yes' and answered her own question.
"What's in store for you, once I leave. Yang told me only snippets, but ohhh... the idea of watching you, once she has you all to herself..." She gripped his cock. "It makes me so wet..."
Blake started to stroke his cock agonizingly slow, as Yang pushed the toy inside of her. Once she got a feel for it, she pressed a button and her moan drowned out the buzzing of the dildo.
Blake didn't squeeze him enough, to get any real pleasure, but she didn't let him forget, that she was jerking him off, while he watched Yang fuck herself. It didn't take him nearly as long, to get to the edge, then the first couple of times. Blake didn't take her eyes off of Yang, but she stopped stroking him, the moment he was about to cum. She chuckled at his whining.
Jaune made an effort, not to think about what Blake had said. Yang enjoyed the power she had over him, but during the last week, she almost never had him pleasure her. And he had learned, that even though Yang was the bigger sadist between the two of them, Blake enjoyed watching Yang work. Her occasional kind word to him was no indicator, that she didn't like seeing him suffer too.
If Yang heard, what Blake had said, she didn't show it. She had slowed down and closed her eyes. She kept penetrating her pussy, letting out gentle moans of pleasure. Blake leaned her head on his shoulder and watched Yang with a dreamy look in her eyes. Jaune almost felt embarressed, to be a part of this intimate moment.
Just as he thought, that Blake had forgotten about him, she started to stroke him again. While Yang had tried to get him to the edge as often as possible, Blake seemed contend with just keeping him hard. Her featherlight touches kept him from going soft and when her hand ghosting over his dick brought him to the edge, she let go immediatly.
Yang kept her eyes closed and her moans were almost sinfully innocent. One of her hands played with her nipples and she couldn't keep the smile off of her face. Eventually she got closer to orgasm and her moans got louder. She opened her eyes and looked Blake in the eyes. The ravenhaired ninja didn't stop her fingers on Jaunes dick, but her breath hitched for a moment, as she watched Yang cum.
The blonde, that had just gotten an orgasm huffed in satisfaction, before she winked at the blond, that could barely remember the last time, he came. Yang stood up and walked over to Jaune and Blake. Jaune could only stare at the wet stains, the women had left on his bed and pillow.
Yang leaned in, to give a quick kiss to Blake. "Thanks, babe. That was your best show yet."
Blake chuckled and pressed her lips against Yangs again. "You were great. All I wanted to do, was to jump you and make you cum myself. But that means, you don't need me for what comes next? Could I... watch?"
"Oh babe, I'd love to have you here. But with you here, I couldn't leave my hand off of you. And that wouldn't be fair for Jaune, now would it?"
Yang looked at Jaune for the first time, since she started her show. She flicked a finger against his dick and watched it wobble in desperation. Smiling, she led Jaune to his bed and pushed him onto it. She looked at him expectingly. He suppressed a shudder and spread his arms and legs towards the head and end of his bed, so Yang could tie him up, spreadeagle.
While Yang grabbed some rope, Blake got her clothes and made her way to the bathroom, to change.
Once Yang had rendered Jaune immoblie, she put a variety of gags onto his stomach. Jaune had to crane his neck to see which one she would pick. He hoped she wouldn't use the dildo-gag on him again. But Yang just hummed in thought, before she disregarded all of them and picked up a roll of tape. Without breaking eye contact, she put the tape over his mouth and smiled at him.
The smile didn't leave Yang as she bent down to get another toy. "I've always wanted to try this thing out," she said, as she showed him a wooden paddle. "Ta da!"
Jaune just stared at the paddle and willed his erection to die down, before Yang would use the wooden beater, to help him.
"I know, I know. It lacks finesse, but brute strength is something I've come to enjoy."
Yang got onto the bed and stood up in position near his cock and took a few practice swings through the air. She put her pointer finger in her mouth, before she held it up in the air with a thoughtful look on her face. Checking the non existing wind in the dorm, she gave a satisfied nod and grabbed the paddle like golf club.
She took aim and Jaune gave up the loosing battle of getting rid of his erection in time. He pressed his eyes closed and tried no to-
The paddle hit it's mark and if wasn't for the restraints, he would have curled up in a ball. Through watering eyes he could see Yang holding her hand up to shieled her eyes, as if she was looking for a golf ball far away. Then she shrugged and got into position again. As she saw, that his dick now was limp, she frowned in disappointment and poked it with the paddle.
In that moment Blake returned from the bathroom, now in her civilian clothes. She looked at Yang's frowning face and looked deep in thought for a moment. Then she tapped Yangs shoulder.
"Hey, I think I forgot my scroll in the bathroom. Could you get it for me?"
Yang looked at Blake in confusion. "The bathroom? But I... I mean, it's... what?"
Blake just smiled. "Pretty please?" She gave Yang a wink.
"Suuure..." Yang drawled out, jumped off the bed and put down the paddle. As she ventured into the bathroom, Blake approached Jaune.
"Hey, Jaune." Blake smiled down at him, before kneeling beside the bed, getting closer to his face.
Jaune didn't like her smile at all. Blake just smiled and got even closer. Then she started to whisper in his ear. "You make me so wet. Seeing you like this? Using you like this? Gods, it's so sexy..."
Jaune realized, what she was trying to do and shook his head in a panic.
"It's true! And the way you fucked me, that one time? I still touch myself, thinking about that."
Jaune pressed his eyes close and tried not to listen. He concentrated on keeping his dick limp.
"Oh fuck, yes. Jaune! Please! Fuck me harder!" Blake moaned into his ear, brushing her lips against him. "Oh yes, fuck me! Put me into my place!" She moaned long and sultry and let out a shaky breath. The damage was done and Jaune was rock hard again.
He shot Blake a betrayed look, but she just chuckled and nibbled at his earlobe.
"Blake? I didn't find your scroll. Are you sure..." Yang returned from the bathroom, to see Blake kneeling beside Jaune's head. The brawler's gaze wandered towards Jaune's erection and a smile broke out on her lips.
"Oh, silly me!" Blake stood up and patted her pocket. "I had it here all along. Oh well, thanks for checking for me."
"Seems to me, like I have to thank you," Yang said and winked at Blake. The black haired beauty picked up the wooden paddle and made her way over to Yang. She handed over the paddle and pressed a kiss to the blonde's lips. "My pleasure."
As Yang sauntered over to Jaune with a predatory grin on her face, Blake left Team JNPR's dorm. She used her scroll to lock the door behind her. Getting Jaune to give them access to his dorm had been disappointingly easy. She would have enjoyed, working on him more.
Pyrrha, Ren and Nora tore Blake out of her thoughts. The three of them made their way down the hallway and stopped upon seeing Blake. Ren and Nora smiled politely, while Pyrrha could barely keep the glare off of her face.
"Blake! So good to see you," Pyrrha said through gritted teeth. "We were just wondering if Yang and Jaune have finished their... study session?"
"Oh, sorry. No, things just got started, when I last checked on them. I think it would be best, if you waited for Yang's 'all clear'." Blake knew, that Yang enjoyed messing with Pyrrha. But she also knew, that Pyrrha was at her limit. It wouldn't be long, before the redhead would snap. Blake just hoped, Yang knew how far she could push Pyrrha, before she crossed a line.
Blake smiled sweetly. "I know how you feel. I can't return to my dorm either. Ruby wanted a study session as well. How about we all do something together, to pass the time?"
Before Pyrrha could answer, Nora spoke up. "No can do. We already got plans, right Ren?" She winked at her partner who just nodded.
"Another time then. How about the two of us, Pyrrha?" The spartan didn't answer. She just glared at Blake, before she turned around and stormed off, leaving a smiling Blake and a puzzled Ren and Nora behind.
...
In her teams dorm, Ruby knelt on the hard floor between the beds of Weiss and Blake. With her legs spread apart, her skirt pulled down and her top pulled up to reveal her breasts, she faced the closed door to the hallway outside. With her breasts and pussy out for anyone, who would enter the dorm, to see, Ruby felt more naked, than as if she wasn't still 'wearing' her skirt around her ankles and her top as a scarf.
She bit her libs, trying to quieten her whimpers, as her fingers worked carefully between her legs. The second she had gotten out of her skirt and the cool air had hit her pussy, she had gotten wet.
She let her fingers dance over her pussy. She didn't dare to insert them, but knew that she needed to eventually. Every touch of hers made her body beg for more, just a little, but enough. But Ruby remained disciplined, just like a good team leader should be. Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to actually finger herself.
As the first finger entered her folds, she almost came then and there. Ruby pressed her eyes closed and her lips together, as she willed herself to add a second digit. For a moment she lost composure and bent over, before she straightend her back and forced herself to look at the door again.
Her body was shaking as she tried to insert a third finger, but she didn't know how to accomplish that, without cumming her brains out.
Through the closed door she could hear footsteps in the hallway. Ruby's eyes widened and her breath hitched. Without moving a muscle she stared at the door, praying to whoever might listen, that the door-
The footsteps got quiter and Ruby allowed herself a breath of relief, before she got back to work. With a shaking hand she pulled out the two fingers already working inside her, to get into a position, to add a third. The feeling of her fingers leaving her pussy was enough to get to the edge once more in the short time span, since she had started.
Her fingers went slower. It would have been so easy to push herself over the edge, to finally cum... but she took a deep breath and pulled her hand away. She felt frustated, not just because she was edging herself over and over again, but also because she hadn't even managed to use three fingers.
Ruby balled her hands into fists at her side, to make sure she didn't snap and kept fingering herself. Her knees ached, as she bucked her hips involuntary. She almost thought, she could will herself to cum. With closed eyes she tried to get her breathing under control.
In that moment someone opened the door and Ruby's eyes snapped open.
Weiss walked in and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Weiss! Close the door!" Ruby fought the instinct to cover herself.
Weiss slowly apporached Ruby's kneeling form and looked at her coldly, the door opened wide behind her.
"What did you say?" Ruby felt a bit proud, that she didn't shrink away.
"Please, Mistress, close the door?" Ruby tried again, her voice meek.
"And why," Weiss asked, as she began to circle Ruby, "do you want that?"
"Someone could see me." Ruby kept her eyes on the now open door and and could see the for now empty hallway.
"And what is wrong with that?" Weiss kept circling her like a shark. "People see you everyday."
"Not like this!" Ruby kept her eyes straight ahead and felt relief wash over her, as Weiss made her way over to the door.
"Like what? Like a filthy slut, masturbating on the floor, like an animal in heat?" Weiss put her hand on the door, but made no motion to close it.
Ruby swallowed and gave a meek nod. It seemed to be enough for Weiss. The white haired heiress smiled and nodded at Ruby. "Ask again."
"Please close the door, Mistress," Ruby said quickly.
Weiss shook her head. "Louder."
Ruby paled, but complied. "Please close the door, Mistress!" she yelled as loud as she dared.
Weiss closed and locked the door, before she made her way to her bed and sat down. She crossed her legs and looked down at Ruby. "Turn around and face me."
With some effort, Ruby turned around to face her partner. Still on her knees, with her legs spread and her pussy wet, she maintained eye contact, like she knew Weiss liked it.
"Did you follow my instructions?" Weiss asked.
Ruby shook her head. "No, Mistress. You came back, before I could finger my dirty pussy with three fingers."
"Oh, so it's my fault? Is that what you are trying to say? Some leader you are, putting the blame for your shortcomings on me."
Ruby vigorously shook her head. "No, Mistress! It's my fault! Please forgive me, for being such a lousy leader!"
Weiss hummed in thought. "Go on, just because I'm here, doesn't mean, your task is finished."
With shaking hands Ruby started to play with her pussy once more, all the while Weiss stared into her eyes, unblinking. Ruby circled her clit and didn't need long to get to the edge again. To avoid cumming, she stopped stimulating herself and kept her hands at her side. As Weiss raised an eyebrow, Ruby felt fread pool in her stomach.
"Did I tell you to stop? Go on. Three fingers."
"But Mistress! I'm so close! I... I'm about to cum!" Ruby pleaded.
Weiss said nothing, but her stare was enough for Ruby. With a pleading look on her face she started to toy with her pussy once more. It took no time, until she was on the edge again.
"Please, Mistress! I can't... I won't..."
Weiss chuckled. "Do you remember the last time I granted you release?"
RUby nodded her head. "Yes, Mistress! I do! It was before our last mission!"
"And do you know, why I was so gracious to allow you to... cum?"
Hearing the last word, Ruby almost broke. "Because you don't want me to be distracted on missions! Please, Mistress! I'm about to cum! Allow me to stop!"
"And do you know, when the next time, you will be allowed over the edge, will come?"
Ruby nodded her head once more. "When there is a grimm attack and we are sent out! Tell me to stop, please!"
Weiss leaned forward and grabbed Ruby's chin. "Tell me, do you look forward to it? To finally feel that rush again?"
"Yes!"
"So you look forward to a grimm attack? To the danger of people getting hurt? Does that make you a good leader?"
Ruby shook her head so fast, Weiss was surprised she didn't see any petals flying. But instead of answering the quetion, all Ruby said was "Tell me to stop! Tell me to stop!"
With a sigh Weiss shook her head. "Stop!"
Ruby' hand flew away and both occupents of the dorm watched the reaper's pussy with bated breaths, to see if the command had come to late. Ruby's hips bucked and her pussy twitched, but she didn't cum. A part of her screamed at herself, for begging to be denied. Another part let out a soft "Thank you, Mistress."
Weiss chuckled and laid on her bed. She scooched over and signaled Ruby to join her. Panting, Ruby got out of her remaining clothes and got on the bed. She cuddled next to Weiss, who put an arm around her.
"Colour?" the heiress asked.
"Green," Ruby answered. For a moment, the two of them just cuddled, before Weiss pressed a kiss on the other's head.
"I'm so proud of you. I know, how much you wanted to cum."
At hearing the praise, Ruby pressed herself closer to Weiss and started to rub her thighs together. Weiss swatted her arm playfully. "Stop that, you dolt! Or do we need to go back to the chastity belt?"
"Weiss!" Ruby whined and pressed her face into the laughing heiress' neck, to hide her blush.
...
Yang put a second clothespin on Jaune's other nipple and smiled at his grimace. He shot a worried look to the bag in her hand, still filled to the brim with clothespins.
"I've done some thinking," Yang said as she sat down between his legs. She grabbed his balls and massaged them roughly in her hand. "Quiet. Like I said, I've done some thinking."
She pulled on his sack and put a pin on it. "Quiet!" Yang slapped his stomach, as he whined. "I agree with you, concerning Pyrrha." A second pin. "But considering we gave her the cold shoulder..." A third pin. "...I believe we should invite her next time and give her somewhat of a farewell party." A fourth pin.
Yang frowned as she looked for a place for a fifth pin. She shrugged and put it on, without looking. "So that means, that Pyrrha gets to join us next time!"
She grabbed another clothespin and crawled over him, to cuddle next to him. "What do you think, any ideas to make it extra special for her?" She trailed the clothespin over his taped mouth and let it circle his nose. "Don't take to long to think about it..." Then she put it onto his nose.
...
Ren and Nora were together. Together-together. On a date. Not for the time, but neither of them wanted to deal with the 'I told you so'-looks, they were sure to get, should their teammates find out about it. So they took every opportunity, they could get, to sneak away and enjoy some time together. It seemed, lately, they got more and more of such opportunities.
"Oh no, my spoon! Clumsy Me," Nora chuckled and got up from her chair. Ren took in the busy café the two of them were sitting in, as Nora got down on her knees and started to crawl under the table.
"You know," Ren started, "sometimes I feel like we are the only two normal students at Beacon." He watched as Nora came back up again, spoon in hand.
"You noticed it too?" Nora asked with a curious look on her face. She waved a waiter over. "Sorry, could I get a new spoon? I dropped mine. Thanks so much!"
Ren watched the waiter leave and took a sip of his tea. "I mean, Team RWBY has always been eccentric, but something is going on. Call it intuition or instinct, but I just know it."
Nora nodded in agreement. "And not just Team RWBY! Jaune looks so stressed lately, but he won't talk about it. Just the other day I wanted to invite him to the arcade, but when I asked him, if he wanted to have some fun, he almost made a run for it. And something is going on between Pyrrha and Bumblebee. Yang and Blake," Nora explained at seeing Ren's confused look.
The waiter returned with a new spoon. Nora and Ren halted their conversation, as Nora thanked the waiter again and stirred her coffee. "Maybe she is jealous? Yang and Blake have been spending a lot of time with Jaune lately..." Ren mused.
"Exactly! Since when are the three of them so close?" Nora looked serious. "I'm concerned for Jaune. Something is up bothering him, but he won't tell us what. Does he not trust us? We are there for him!"
"I'm sure he knows that. But we can't help him, if he doesn't talk to us." Ren sighed. "I think it would be the best, if we let him come to us."
Nora scoffed. "Says you! Something is rotten in the school of Beacon and we will find out what it is, help Jaune overcome his demons and show him, that we are the best teammates, one could wish for!"
Ren took another sip of his tea, before he nodded. Alright, what do you propose?"
...
Jaune's lungs burned. He tried to turn his head, so that he could get rid of the clothespin on his nose, but the way Yang had positioned the pin and his arms, when she had tied him to the bed, in a way, that made it impossible for him, to do so.
Meanwhile Yang knelt between his legs and smiled deviously, as she flicked hard against his balls. Every now and then she flicked the clothespins as well, which hurt more. Sometime hard enough, to remove them from his sack, which hurt even more.
Jaune was sure, he would black out soon, when Yang finally removed the clothespin from his nose. He greedily sucked in air through his nose and took a moment to realize, that Yang was talking to him.
"-ny ideas? How can we show our appreciation for Pyrrha's involvement? She is your partner, after all."
Jaune panted, as well as he could through his nose and waited for Yang to remove the tape as well, so that he could talk. But all she did was look at him expectingly.
"Nothing? Hey, I get it. That is a hard question, we wouldn't want to disappoint her. You need more time." She put the clothespin onto his left nostril. "Hold this for me? I'll come back for it in a moment."
Jaune could do nothing but watch, as Yang collected the remaining clothespins and started to reattach them to his sack.
