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Dinner tonight felt extra special, since it would be the last time that Yang would be interacting with Blake normally, at least until tomorrow. Her hands shaked as she spooned up another bite of soup into her mouth, looking up at Blake as she nibbled on her sandwich, as she remembered the dirty, dirty things she said earlier. The way Blake looked down at her like she was trash, the sting of her words, it just made her all the more aroused for what was going to go down in just a few minutes.
“Yang? Are you alright? You’re… kinda just staring at me?” Blake asked as Yang jumped a bit, somewhat on edge as she nodded.
“Yeah! Yeah, that’s… that’s totally cool with me!”
“... you weren’t listening, were you?” She asked as Yang sighed.
“I-I… I wasn’t… I-I’m just-” She was interrupted when Blake grabbed Yang’s chin, the catgirl grinning seductively as she whispered into her ear.
“You just can’t wait for me to leave you tied up, can’t you~”
“Y-Yes Mistress!” Yang responded instantly, as if she had been trained to do this before. It had all started a few days ago, when the two of them had just finished fucking the other’s brain out, laying in their bed together as the sweat clung the their bodies, Blake slowly undoing Yang’s strap on so they’d have an easier time cuddling together, as the blonde simply laid there and held onto her.
“I swear… how do you keep getting better with this thing?” Blake asked as she finally removed it, kissing the plastic that was just inside of her, before tossing it off the bed.
“I watch… PLENTY of porn… Lots of Faunus and human stuff… for research, you know?” She said, leaving out a key detail about the porn she watches.
“Oh yeah? And do you imagine that it’s us, your powerful plastic penis ruining me for anyone else?” Blake responded, expecting Yang to get dominant with her and talk about how Blake was ONLY Yang’s… but instead, she got flustered.
“W-Well… o-one of us… is there…” She said, as Blake looked up at her, a little confused, before it clicked in her mind what Yang was getting at.
“Wait… you like to picture me getting fucked by other girls?”
“N-Not…” Yang said, blushing and looking away, acting almost out of characteristically shy, as yet another lightbulb went off in Blake’s head.
“... It’s not girls you’re imagine me getting fucked by, is it?” She asked, as Yang’s secret was now out in the open for her.
“I-I can’t help it Blake! I don’t even know when it started, but I was watching some r-really rough porn, a-and the guy was getting all handsy and… and choky with the faunus he was fucking, and before I knew it, I was picturing it as you, and then next thing I know, I’m getting off to the idea of some random dude blowing his load inside you, and-” She was cut off from further embarrassment, when Blake placed a finger over her lips and smiled at her.
“You’re fine, Yang. I’m probably keeping fantasies that I find embarrassing secret from you two. As long as you still love me, you can picture whatever you’d like in private, okay?”
“R-Right! That’s… that’s good.” She said, wrapping her arms around Blake as the two cuddled up close together. Still, Yang couldn’t help but ask the question on her mind, since she had been curious to see how Blake would respond. “B-But… hypothetically speaking… IF… if I asked you to-”
“If you want me to find a guy to help cuck you, I can. But…” She said, rolling over to straddle Yang as she bit her lip. “I’m not going to hold back, you know? I usually let you take the reins while we’re in bed, so if you give me ANY amount of power… I’m going to make it hurt~” She said, Yang feeling a strange feeling she hadn’t felt during the entirety of their relationship. It was some combination of fear, trepidation… and arousal.
“A-As long as… y-you still love me…” She said, as Blake grinned and leaned forward, planting a kiss on Yang as she nuzzled into her.
“Then it’s sealed. You’ll know when it’s time~”
Since then, Yang’s been nervously anticipating the day when Blake would tell her it was time, and what ‘telling her’ would even be. Would she just text Yang randomly a photo of her laying on a stranger’s bed, cum leaking out of her holes? Would she walk up to her and simply hand her a filled condom, telling her to drink it if she wanted more information? She was on edge, yet strangely, a part of her loved the knots her stomach was being twisted into. Her answer came when she received a text this morning, showing a DM conversation between Blake and someone else, with Blake sending a photo of her in a pair of lingerie Yang had never seen her dressed in, and the person responding ‘Can’t wait for tonight~’, telling Yang that tonight was the night she was going to get to explore this strange fetish of hers.
Blake’s hand slowly left Yang’s cheek as she stood up, smiling as she curled a finger towards Yang as she began walking towards the bedroom.
“If you’re that anxious to start, then we can go a bit early, Yang~” She said, Yang standing up nervously as she followed her to the bedroom. Something about it felt… hostile. Dangerous… She was led over to the closet, where Blake had set up a chair just for her, and the ropes around the floor hinted to her what she was supposed to do. She swallowed nervously as she went to take a seat, before Blake stopped her. “You’re too dressed. Down to your bra and panties, slut.”
“Y-Yes Blake…” She said, before she began stripping down to her underwear. Blake had always watched her stripping before their sexy times, but something about the way her eyes were looking at her felt… Harsher. It was arousing to say the least. Once she was down to her underwear, she put her hands together in front of her as she swallowed nervously, something she hadn’t done since she asked Blake out back at Beacon. She took a seat in the chair and watched as Blake began tying her down to the chair, first her ankles, then her wrists, waist, and then one just under her boobs that forced her to sit up as she moaned each time she tightened the ropes, the rough fiber digging into her skin as Blake tugged them as tight as they could be tugged, before she stood up and grabbed a pair of scissors, moving in to snip Yang’s white panties off of her.
“H-Hey! Those were expens-Mhmm!”
“Shh, no more words out of you, missy~” Blake said as she shoved Yang’s panties into her mouth, pushing deeper and deeper in until she had swallowed the entire set of silken panties, the fabric sitting in her mouth as she began licking her own panties, a small moan leaking out as she tasted her own arousal, before Blake fashioned the ball gag onto her, that way she couldn’t raise her voice. “There… Hmm… it’s missing something… ah, I know~” She said, as she walked away for just a few minutes, before coming back with her panties in her hand, before Blake forced Yang to wear her panties on her face, the dark spot where she leaked her arousal right against her nose as Blake took a step back to admire her. “Beautiful… you look utterly pathetic and disgusting.” She said with a gleeful smile, her hands resting on her cheek as she smiled cutely at her, before putting on the final touch, a vibrator she placed against Yang’s bare pussy, turning it on and letting the quiet buzzing arouse Yang as she got scary once again. “Now… I’m going to go find our ‘friend’... you make any noise, and let him know you’re here, and I’m going to punish you.” She said, before closing the closet door and leaving Yang mostly in the dark, the only light being the light barely bleeding in through the slits on the closet door. She wiggled and fought back against the ropes as she wanted desperately to touch herself. But she had to be good, she had to hold back, and just… linger, stay present in the scene so she could get all of her cuckolding out at once before she and Blake could resume having a completely normal relationship.
‘God… who is she going to bring back? Someone small and less intimidating, with a boy-ish charm? A big, hulking muscle head with quads are bigger than my tits? I… I’m scared… but so excited to-’
“And here’s my place, come in and make yourself at home~” Came the silky voice of Blake, somehow already talking to someone as she leads him into the house. The two spoke for a bit, out of hearing range of Yang, before leading the other person into the room, a very husky voice following as another person walked into their bedroom. Blake had somehow found the time to change into a new outfit, that being a large bathrobe, with the only thing holding it up being the single knot she had tied into it around her waist.
“Sick place you got here, babe.” He said, pausing to take a puff of his cigarette, and letting Yang peak at him through the closet door’s slits. He appeared to be a pretty charming looking dude; long blonde hair, a leather jacket black jean combo, with big boots that gave her the impression he was way into bikes like she was. He then began speaking, having finished his drag. “Though, I have a feeling you haven’t been totally honest with me. That there’s a double bed, and I’ve seen a few things around the house that imply that you’re not as single as you lead me to believe.”
“... Fine, I can tell you the truth. There is someone who thinks that we’re in a relationship… but, we’re really not. After all…” Blake said, before undoing the knot, revealing her completely nude body to both him and the bound up Yang… as well as the several tattoos that now dotted her body. “She’s still stupid enough to think a whore like me could live without cock~” Blake said, striking a sexy pose as she let the two of them look over the various phrases on her body. There were simple one liners, like ‘Cock Whore’ written on her stomach, ‘Dick goes here’ right below the ridge between her tits, and ‘Knock Me Up’ written on each of her inner thighs, but then, Yang’s eyes began to notice a few… special writings. ‘LGD’, ‘Human Plaything’, ‘Correct Me’, ‘Fight Faunus Rights', ‘Make me straight again’, ‘Bitch for Dick’, and more were inked onto her body, somehow going unnoticed by the blonde. “See, I like this girl, but she thinks I could ACTUALLY be satisfied with her drippy little hole instead of a real, thick slab of meat tearing through my body… dumb little bitch~” Blake said, walking towards him and hugging him, wrapping one hand tenderly around his face and the other the hand holding his cigarette, before she went in for a kiss. Yang could only sit there in shock as she made out with this stranger, sloppily if the noises were to be believed. Once they pulled apart from each other, the look in Blake’s eyes could only be described as ‘completely in love’. “Wow… so… that’s how a real man kisses? I’ve missed that so much…”
“Well god damn… I found me a faunus girl who knows her place, and is damn near desperate for dick. Think this might be my lucky day~”
“Oh you’re more than just lucky… after all, assuming I lined everything up correctly…” She said, one hand moving down to caress the bulge in his pants. “... then just one itsy, bitsy, tiny little drop of cum… is enough to make me pregnant~” She said with a wink, the man chuckling as he rubbed the cigarette out on her tongue, before he flicked it away and pushed her onto the bed.
“I’ve always wanted to fuck a pussy like you. Now, I get to make one ‘normal’ again? Once in a lifetime opportunity here~” He said as he began to lay on top of her, capturing her lips once again as the two began to make out, very sloppily. Blake had expected this man to be rough, that was after all what she was going for after all, but this rough was as intimidating, as it was arousing.
She had known about Yang’s… interests for a while. Anytime someone would flirt or hit on her, she’d immediately get defensive and shove them back, saying how she was Blake’s girl and Blake’s girl only. Yet, when someone came by trying to schmooze up Blake, there would always be this, hesitation from her. She’d stare for a few seconds before moving in, or let them get a handful of Blake’s ass before coming in to smack the hand away. Really, it was more shocking that she actually wanted to go through with it, instead of just keeping it to fantasies, but Blake was fine with doing this if Yang wanted it. It wouldn’t be the first man she’s laid with, and as much as she enjoys scissoring or watching her partner eat her out, she had missed the warm, tingling feeling one gets while feeling cum seep into one's womb. Her plan WAS to ask Jaune or Ren if they wouldn’t mind stepping in, just for one night, but that plan was changed, when Ruby and Weiss came over for a visit.
“Hehe, look at how silly she looks!” Ruby said, poking her sister in the cheek as Weiss looked on, relatively bored.
“So, she’s just… really hypnotizable?” Blake asked, as her girlfriend sat in her chair, eyes unfocused and dazed as Ruby continued molesting her face.
“Oh yeah, ever since we were kids, I’ve gotten her to do so many of my chores by zonking her out, it’s really easy! All you gotta do is just boop her little Yangy schnoot, and tell her ‘Nighty Night’, and she’s out like a light!”
“Huh… isn’t that, kinda mean?” She asked as Ruby blew a raspberry.
“No, it’s fun! Right Weiss?” She asked, before the heiress sighed, and poked Ruby’s nose as well.
“Sleep Tight, Princess.” She said, before Ruby’s eyes unfocused as well, crossing over as she slumped forward, resting on Weiss' finger as she looked at Blake and winked. “The apple didn’t fall far from it’s tree~”
Naturally, once they had left, Blake had to try it for herself, knocking Yang out as she sat in front of her, staring into her blank, zonked out eyes as Blake’s question sat on her tongue. Truth be told, she was a little scared to ask Yang this, since she wasn’t sure what she would do with the information she’d receive. Yet still… curiosity got the better of her, as she let the question she had been hiding out into the world.
“Yang… I want to hear the truth from your mouth. There are times, when it feels like you’re more protective of yourself as my girlfriend rather than me as your girlfriend… so, I want to know. Why is that?” She asked. A moment of silence passed, before Yang responded.
“Because I have a cuck fetish.” She said, plainly. “I’ve sometimes laid awake at night, touching myself to the idea of someone having sex with you, and forcing me to watch. I feel awful, because I love you, and you love me, but I want someone else to love you in a way I can’t.”
“In a way you… w-wait… d-do you mean a man?” She asked.
“Yes, I do. The idea of you sucking on a man’s dick gets me so wet, I once came three times while thinking about it. Being tied to a chair and made to watch you get knocked up by a man I don’t even know is one of my favorite kinks, and I’ve sometimes thought about bringing it up to you.” Blake sat there, completely in shock. It wasn’t just something that she had thought about once or twice, it was something that ran through Yang’s head, seemingly all the time. She wasn’t sure how to feel about all this. She had sworn off men after her ex, Adam, turned out to be a real piece of work, and that was three years ago. She didn’t like the idea of running back into a man’s arm, especially just for a fetish… but she trusted Yang, she loved Yang… and she remembered the times that Yang had sacrificed something for her. Like that time she asked Yang to pretend to force herself onto Blake to live out her CNC fetishes, or that time Yang endured Blake’s brief watersports phase… She's done a lot of weird things to appease Blake’s weird kinks and sexual exploits, so it would only be fair to do the same thing for her. But still, she didn’t quite feel that this was right…
“I just… ugh… w-what… what kind of man are you interested in me fucking?” She asked, hoping it would be something simple like Sun or Neptune, or hell, Jaune or Ren would be preferable, since then she could beg Pyrrha or Nora to let her borrow their husbands, but instead…
“I want it to be, somewhat of a scummy guy. Seeing you get fucked by someone would be hot, but if they were a terrible guy, the kind of guy I’d normally sock… that’d be so much hotter. Someone who thinks faunus are beneath humans, or thinks that he can ‘fix’ lesbians… I-I… I think I just came just thinking about it…”
“W-What? That’s… hoo… ho boy…” She said, rubbing her head as she thought about what she just heard… it wasn’t that she never fucked men before, but to go back after Adam was… going to be difficult. She sighed, before leaning back in her chair, and asking one last question that would decide everything.
“And… how important is this to you?”
"Ugh... me and my big mouth... I just had to act big like that... ugh..."
The answer to that question sent Blake to where she was tonight, that being a local bar Yang recommended, on account of how often she herself gets groped when she comes here. Blake sat at the bar, her favorite drink in hand as she looked at the bar going crowd and thought… that her own sexual preferences were only being reinforced. Just about every guy in here was either clearly a sleaze bag, gross, generally unfriendly, or she’d hit the jackpot and find someone who was all three, which caused her to just roll her eyes. No one had even tried groping her, but she wasn’t sure if that was because of her glare or if the hornballs that weren’t out tonight. She wouldn’t be surprised if it was a mix of both. Eventually, she got tired of waiting, and stood up to pay her tab and head back home.
“Got an issue, ma’am?” The barkeep asked, as she sighed.
“Like you would not believe. Turns out, my girlfriend has a cuck fetish AND a orientation play fetish AND a raceplay fetish, so now I have to find a dude who’s racist and homophobic, without being so racist and homophobic that-”
“I got you, sister.” She said before pulling out her scroll and texting someone.
“You… got me?” Blake asked as the barkeep nodded.
“Former boyfriend of mine went to jail once for drug possession, got out, cleaned up, and now works as a porn star. Since he’s covered in tattoos and has a pretty muscular build, he often plays like a gangster or, or you know, the typical rough guy in the porn, so he can hook you up.” She said, before pocketing her scroll. “Said he could be here in ten minutes if you don’t mind waiting a bit.”
“I… sure, give me another round.” She said, sitting back at the bar and waiting for the guy to arrive. Shortly after, the man the barkeep was talking over came up to the two of them, and Blake could absolutely see why he was so typecasted. Completely bald, both arms covered in tattoos, and eyes that screamed ‘I could cut you if I wanted to’. “So, your name is…”
“Name’s Dylan, it’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am!” He said, shaking her hand firmly. “So, Lorie said you needed a ‘racist homophobe that wasn’t TOO racist or homophobic’, yes?”
“Yeah, I assume she told you everything. It’s just… I don’t know, I’m… I’m not into men, like at all, and so this is extra hard for me. I just don’t know what I should do…” she said as she rubbed her temples, Dylan taking a drink from the water his sister gave him, as he cleared his throat.
“Well, you could always try to REALLY lean into it to make her change her mind.” He said as Blake raised an eyebrow.
“Lean into it? Like, make her regret it?”
“It’s a little mean, but I could play like, a really REALLY dickwad dude, and you could play up that you were never in love with her in the first place, so she realizes what she’s risking losing by indulging in this cuck kink of hers.”
“Hmm… I could see that working.” Blake said as she finished her shot and smiled, looking over at him. Sure, he wasn’t her type, but if she was into men, she could find him incredibly attractive. Buff, chiseled, and unlike a lot of the men in the bar tonight, he didn’t stink and appeared to have showered recently. “You know what, fuck it. Tomorrow night, come over and be as gruff and racist as you want. I’ll show her just how much nicer it is to date me and not peep on me!” She said, letting the alcohol cloud her judgement. It wasn’t that she had drunk a ton, but she had quite a few shots, and she was a lightweight, so it was already affecting her.
“Well, if you uh, if you want me to, I can do that yeah. But like, how rough do you- ugh!” He said as she grabbed his collar and dragged him in as close as she could pull him.
“Make me feel like a slave again!” She said, before kissing him on the lips then letting go, before walking out of the bar with a little sway in her step.
“Yeesh… you sure you didn’t slip her something, did you?”
“Only the cold, hard, truth.” She said as she cleaned a glass. “... okay but no, I did not ruffie the customer. I’ve got standards, you know?”
Thus, all of that lead up to this very moment right here, where Dylan, pretending to be a racist, homophobic asshole was pinning Blake to the bed as he made out with her, his hands grabbing her thighs and manhandling them as her hands daintily resting against his chest as she let him completely overpower her. The rougher this was, the less likely Yang would be to ask her for another round of this. Though, if she was being honest, there was something so… arousing about how she was being treated. Not like as Blake, not as a huntress, or even a person or faunus. She simply was a sex toy for him, one he was planning to use as roughly as possible. And his kisses were very intense, his tongue wriggling around inside of her mouth like he owned the place, spit swapping between them as she got accustomed to his taste. Once he had had his fill of her mouth, he pulled back and chuckled, admiring the look in her eyes as he forced her to look at herself in the mirror.
“Look at you, bitch. Just a single kiss from a man, and I bet you’ve already forgotten alllll about that girlfriend of yours~” He said, as Blake looked at herself and… wow… she really did look like she was in heaven. It wasn’t like she kissed Yang and then looked in the mirror frequently, but she could tell how she felt based on her face, but the expression she was wearing now? It was whorish, it was unsightly… it was real. Her face was flushed, her eyes unfocused, and her tongue hanging out of her mouth as this big, strong man pinned her to the bed, before he stepped off the bed, and rotated her around until her head was hanging off the bed.
“W-Wait… what are you… what are you doi-” She asked, before he unzipped his pants to let his cock flop out and hover right in front of her face, her eyes growing wide at the majestic beast before her. “H-Hold up, I-I-” Once again she was cut off as he forced his dick into her mouth, her mouth filled with the pungent sent of his underwear as he proceeded to face fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
“Mhmm, that’s much better. You know, ladies like you always crack me up, thinking that you're better than the whores who take dick like good girls. How can a bitch like you be satisfied if you ain’t getting a hot rod speared into you until your holes are flooded with all the creamy goodness they can handle!” He said, his strong, massive hands holding her in place as he pounded into her like she was a generic sex toy from the shops. Just about every sense she could think of was under assault by this man, her eyes forced to stare at his chubby, hairy thighs, the only thing she could smell was his balls as they slapped against her face over and over, sweat and hair sticking to her face and making her feel tingly all over, while the sounds of his guttural moans and of skin slapping on skin made her feel weird…
‘I feel, so weird and warm… I shouldn’t like this, I shouldn’t! But he’s so rough, so mean… and his taste… I can’t, get it out of my mouth… I think I… n-no! Don’t think like that, or else I might, might actually…’ her thoughts were cut off as he reached down and grabbed a hold of her throat, squeezing just tight enough to restrict her airflow without scaring her.
“God damn whore, you forgot how to suck cock, and now you’re looser than my ex! Time to make you into something WORTH fucking. Ooo, you’re a lot nicer like this!” He said as Blake wrapped her arms around his waist, giving him an even better angle for slamming into her, which she hoped would bring him to orgasm faster. Not that, she wanted to drink his cum, she just wanted to get this over with fast so Yang could enjoy herself… Come to think of it, Yang had been really quiet this entire time. Was she okay? Was Blake too rough earlier? These questions were silenced when he squeezed even tighter, and smirked evilly. “Tighten up, whore, you’re about to taste heaven on Remnant!” he said, and just a few short thrusts later, he began to climax inside of her, his final thrust pushing him as deep into her mouth as he could get before that sticky, sweet goo began to flow directly into her mouth and throat.
‘Oh… oh… it’s so warm… and tasty… I can’t believe how… how good it tastes…’ Blake thought to herself as the rough man grabbed her breasts as he came down from his high.
“Damn, damn, damn! You’re one hell of a woman, faunus girl. Quite good at sucking dick too, heh.” He said before pulling out, letting the last of his cum drip out and onto her face, the black haired girl coughing as she stared up at him, only somewhat lucid. “What’s the matter, slut? Can’t even comprehend the perfection of the dicking you just got? Ya want it even more?” He asked as he rubbed his cock against her face, before she slowly nodded.
“I-I… m-maybe… n-no, I… j-just, give me a minute…” She begged, needing more time to sort out how she felt about all this. She thought this would be as simple as let him cum inside her once or twice and then that’d be enough to satisfy Yang’s desires, but now, as she stared up at the pure essence of pleasure before her, and felt his cum slosh around inside her stomach, she could feel her brain being rewritten, redesigned, all for the express purpose of being this man’s fuckmeat.
‘This is wrong, I’m… I’m not into dudes like that. I love women, and I love Yang especially!’
‘What’s the harm in a little bit of fun every now and again? You two have experimented with strap-ons, so what’s the difference with this guy?’
‘I wonder what he’s thinking right now… does he want to put me on a leash and take me for a walk? Let the whole town see what a bad, naughty kitty I am? I hope he doesn’t mind if I beg for more…’
“Fine, fine, I can wait a bit to plow this pussy back into the CORRECT way of thinking… but in the mean time, I’m going to keep playing with my dollie~” He said, as he got back up onto the bed and slapped his cock between her tits, before grabbing them and creating a soft, pleasurable pocket for him to fuck, which he gladly did.
“W-Wait, I-I… I-I don’t know if I-”
“Shut up, bitch! You’re MY woman now, you hear me? And my woman, takes her dicking like a good girl!” He said, before he slapped her across the face, not enough to truly leave a mark, but like how one would smack a dog to get its attention: The message meant more than the pain. “No more back talking, you hear? And squeeze your own damn tits together!”
“F-Fine… b-but no more than this… I-I… I’m not sure if I want to go all the way…” Blake said as she began to push her tits together, before he chuckled ominously.
“Coure you fucking do you slut. You’re practically a damn waterfall down there, so stop resisting and let me show you why most lesbians don’t stay that way for long~” He said, as he got closer and closer to cumming, his dick throbbing as he started slamming his hips into her as hard as he could. It was so raw and powerful, and so attractive… though still, she battled mentally to keep a hold of herself, she didn’t really want-
“Are you still trying to fight this bliss, you stupid bitch?” Came an eeriely familiar voice, as Blake looked up from the bed and saw herself standing at the foot of it, though the Blake before her looked quite a bit… different. The writing that covered her body looked so much more harsh, saying things like ‘Good for holes and nothing else’, a picture of a dick on the lesbian flag, ‘Choke to make tighter’, with the marks on her neck implying that this wasn’t just kinky writing, it was a genuine request. Speaking on her neck, there was a tight, spikey collar with a leash that seemed to be digging into her neck, the cold metal leash dangling down between her tits and all the way down to her thighs, her overgrown bush shaped roughly in the shape of a heart, as she chuckled and looked down at the Blake laying on the bed. “Come the fuck on and just admit it: You’re a slut, you love cock, and you don’t give a fuck about anything other than submitting to whoever’s got the biggest dick. There’s no judgement in that, but you gotta just accept it and stop fighting it!”
“N-No, this, this isn’t really me! I-I’m just doing it for Yang’s sake, t-to give her what she wants!”
“Uh huh. And what if Yang asked you to get knocked up by this random ass guy for the sake of her kink? What if she wanted to go ever further, asking you to dump her skank ass for the sake of her kink?”
“S-She’d never-”
“But what if she did?” The other Blake asked, giggling a little psychotically as she opened her arms up and let Blake see all of her. How she had let herself go, how she had clearly started doing some kind of substance, if sack of ‘Faunus Nip’ mixed in with the condoms around her belt were of any guess, and how… fucking sexy she looked.
“I am you, the REAL you deep inside of you. The one that isn’t afraid to admit the truth… I love cock, cum, and acting like the real whore I am! I fuck whoever I please, I indulge in whatever kink or fantasty strikes my mood, and I fucking LOVE live! So let me ask you, Blake… just who, are you?” She asked, a crooked smile plastered on her face, before something inside of Blake snapped, and she realized that what she wanted, was in front of her all along.
“P-Please…” Blake said the the man fucking her tits, as she looked up at him, her breath heavy as she stuck her tongue out to make the most sensual face she could. “M-Mo… More pwease…” She said, the man chuckling as he saw her adorable face begging for pleasure, the man chuckling as he rubbed her face and admired it.
“And what happened to you not wanting to go all the-”
“Forget that already!” She said, her voice sounding somewhat manic as she breathed heavily. “I want that big, fat, piece of meat deep inside my pussy! Stir up my slutty hole until I can’t think about anything but your dick! Give it to me!” She practically shouted, the man chuckling as he pulled away from her tits and got off the bed entirely.
“No… no, not yet…”
“What? B-But why, I’m willing to do any-”
“So you say. You say that you’re willing to do anything, but so far all you’ve done is say words and make promises. Show me using your BODY that you’re willing to give up anything and everything for me. If you want my cock and cum, then you’re going to need to-” He was cut off in the middle of his sentence as she got on the ground and began digging under the bed in a feverish panic. After a loud click, she came out with a large metal collar around her neck, no doubt weighing heavy on her shoulder as it was connected to a chain link leash. She crawled over to him on all fours with the chain in her mouth, and placed it in his outstretched hand, before kneeling down on all fours, head resting on her hands as she begged pathetically for his affection.
“Please… I need you, I need you so badly. I didn’t even realize what I was giving up when I became a lesbian. I thought I could live without the warm fuzzy feelings dicks give me, and how my heart explodes when they cum inside… I-I know I’m not a virgin, and unworthy of your love, but please, I’m begging you to make me your wi- n-no, slut even! I’ll become a lowly pet beneath you if it means you’ll fuck me! I don’t need to be a huntress, I don't even need to be a PERSON! My holes and body are all I need to make you satisfied Master, so please, PLEASE let me become yours!” She said, kneeling down beneath him as he chuckled, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it to force her to look up at him, as she knelt down and smiled at her.
“Well… are you sure you mean all that?” Dylan said, dropping his voice and his character to a whisper, before Blake quietly snapped at him.
“Don’t you dare drop character! I want this more than fucking anything, so please, j-just keep going!”
“You sure… okay lady, if… if you want me to…” He said, before grabbing her waist and lining his cock up with her pussy, Blake biting her lip as she wiggled her butt to entice him into fucking her even faster than he already was going to, so he grabbed her hips, took just a few seconds to line up his dick with her hole, and then he penetrated her, Blake gasping and shouting in delight as he already started thrusting into her. “Damn, this pussy’s real damn tight! You’re a real bitch for being a lesbian, guys would’ve paid real good money for this tight hole!”
“W-Who… augh, who cares, it’s yours now! Fuck it, neglect it, sell it off, I don’t care! Please… kiss me!” She begged, looking over her shoulder and begging him to kiss her, but he was still playing his role properly, and slapped her instead.
“Don’t give me that shit! I’m here to fuck you, not love you, so shut up and tighten up!”
“Augh, yes sir, I’m sorry sir!” She said with a smile, as he felt her really try to please him, her hole wet and tight as he slammed into her, his face scrunching up as he tried his best to not cum already. He already had to resist quite a bit before, but now, deep inside this pussy’s pussy, he was having a hard time holding back his orgasm. “It’s so thick… so powerful… h-how did I ever live without it?” She asked as she felt his hand reach over and grab her hair, pulling it tightly as she screamed in delight.
“Hell if I know. Now? You’ll never spend a day without it, you whore!”
“Yes, yes, yes! I’m a dirty, dirty whore! I’d give up everything and anything just for another taste of your lust! Please, please, dominate me in every way!” She shouted and gasped as he pulled tighter, the man chuckling as he forced her to roll over, grinning evilly as he began pulling out.
“Alright pussy lips, press your tits together so I can blow all over-”
“NO!” She said, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer. “I don’t want to play it safe, I NEED to be knocked up! Make me your breeding bitch!”
“L-Lady, what are-” He tried to talk back to her and make sure she was actually okay with this, but before he could say much more, she captured his lips in a kiss, as he blew his load deep inside her, the cat girl purring in delight as she pulled back, sighing happily as she felt up her warm stomach, before pushing him off of her as she walked over to the door.
“Oh Yaaaaaang~” She said, opening the closet door to reveal her blonde, beautiful girlfriend who they were cucking, and truth be told, he was scared to look over at her, but when he became brave enough to, he saw that she was… ecstatic? “Did you enjoy the show dear? Here, let me get that for you so you can lap up all his yummy milk~” Blake said as she pulled the ball gag out of Yang’s mouth, and in between licks, she spoke like she had just came down from several orgasms, which she probably had if that vibrator was doing it’s job.
“It was so… hot… W-watching you degrade yourself and, and, and… ooo… B-Blake, please, do that again, I need more of that!” She said, as Blake rubbed Yang’s cheek.
“Oh, don’t worry dear. I meant what I said back there, I can’t live without him… meaning him and I are going to have plenty of fun while you watch, my adorable little cucky~” She said, Yang only speeding up her licks as Dylan watched on.
“Oh… oh dear…”
“So, proud of yourself Dylan?” Lorie asked as she cleaned her glass, her ex sitting at the bar and rubbing his forehead.
“I mean… no? Not really? I mean like, don’t get me wrong, when I realized they were both huntresses, and famous ones at that, I was beyond terrified that this was some kind of like, stunt or whatever, but no, they’re completely docile…”
“And that’s a problem? Do you know how many customers I’ve had that would kill to get Beacon graduates wrapped around their finger? Me included?”
“Well yeah that's nice, but, but I feel like I’m lying to them Lorie. I’m not a rough jerkwad like I have to be around them, it’s just not who I am anymore. Thought I left that part of me behind, only for it to come back in the worst way possible.” He said, groaning as she shrugged his shoulders.
“Aw come on, how bad is it?” She asked as he raised his head, irritated at her.
“Last night, Blake insisted on being a table for me to set my beer bottles, and Yang asked to be a foot rest! A foot rest! What kind of fetish is having some asshole rest his feet on you?”
“Masochism, I’d presume.”
“I just… I want to treat the girls right, treat them how they want to be treated, but is it right to treat girls wrong if the wrong way to treat them is to treat them right?”
“Ya lost me there chief. But, what you could do is just, gradually shift to it, or put in some hard boundaries. Don’t tell them that’s how you really feel if you want to keep up this ruse, just tell them that it’s exhausting to be so aggressive all the time, and that you’re going to save it for special nights when you can really let it all out of your system.” She asked as she refilled his cup with water, making sure it was the nice spring water he liked.
“I mean… I guess that’d work. Plus it’d give me time to think up new and creative things to do to em.”
“Oh come on, you can’t just say that and NOT elaborate! Come on, hit me, what’d ya do to em?”
“So, I found out that the girls wanted to get piercings, since the girls in the pornos they watch always get some kind of, permanent mod from their ‘daddies’, so I told them to go and get their nips pierced, then once they came crawling back, I used em to make even more kinky things happen! Blake tied Yang up so she got her hoops pulled anytime she slouched, and Blake got to see just how much electricity and nipples do not go together.”
“Kinky bastard.” She said, before noticing something off in the distance. “Well, hope you’re enjoying your ‘vodka’ there, buddy. You’ve got company~”
“Huh?”
“Daddy!” The two girls shouted as they ran at him, Blake wearing a sexy harem dancer outfit while Yang was wearing a sling bikini, one so thin that her areola’s were out.
“Aw shit, what the hell do I do?”
“Beats me, but if you don’t want to break their hearts right out the gate, then I’d get mean and nasty, REAL quick.” She said, chuckling as the two ran over to Dylan and rubbed their chests against his back.
“Daddyyy, Yang and I are done at our dance practice! Took me a while to find someone who could teach us how to belly dance, but I guarantee it, once you see how we move, you’ll fall in love with us all over again. Sorry we had to steal your card to do it, but I know it’ll all work out great!”
“A-And Mistress Blake was so hot, like so hot I almost pounced on her! B-But she is yours, and s-so I held back so as to not give in to my animalistic urges, s-she is yours, and I won’t touch… w-without your permission, of course!”
“Sure didn’t stop you from jilling it in the bathroom, you degenerate~” Blake said, before focusing her attention all on teasing Yang, as Dylan whispered to Lorie, hoping for some sage advice.
“See what they’re doing to me? I don’t even know WHEN she stole my card, man!”
“Well, you got two options: sink or swim. My advice? Ride the high when you can… and yell at them for that shit.”
“Ugh… fine… god DAMN it you two!” He said, raising his voice enough to startle them but not the other patrons of the bar, as he stood up and looked down at them. “So, you went and spent MY money again, didn’t ya?”
“Maybe. What are you going to do about it? Gonna fuck me as punishment for wasting your money?” Blake said as Dylan shook his head.
“Oh no, because for a bitch like you, that’d be a reward. Instead, I’m going to tie you up, gag you, then place you on the bed and just… leave you there, while I go about my fucking night.”
“Naughty, I like it~” She said as she followed him out of the club. Lorie sighed, wondering if they’d ever find some semblance of balance in their relationship… though she can’t deny it was pretty hot hearing stories about it. Maybe if they ever get bored of him she could swing by and get a piece of that pie…