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RWBY - The Smut-Fic	By : Lunafyre Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 32858 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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50 Shades of Yang
In a red flash, Ruby escaped Yang's embrace and vanished into the trees. The blonde girl stared at the empty space in her arms for a long moment, then she let out a heavy sigh. She could already feel the glare from Blake, although that didn't help lessen the sting when she finally met golden eyes.
“You should have told her before now,” Blake said, her voice quiet anger. “This isn't the right time to discuss it, but we will talk about it later, Yang. I have to get back to check on Weiss.” Without another word, the Faunus turned and walked away, leaving Yang standing alone in silence.
She stared down at her hands for a while, until distant gunfire drew her attention back to her surroundings. Just get through the rest of this evaluation... Yang thought to herself while forcing her body into motion. With her focus completely shot, she instead burned through the rest of the evaluation staying out of sight while her mind ran through all kinds of scenarios for how the situation could end. Yang couldn't find a positive outcome.
By the time that the class arrived back at Beacon Academy, Yang had psyched herself up for the conversation with Ruby. She caught sight of her younger sister as they were stepping off of the air ship, so Yang pushed through some of the crowd to get to her. Once her foot hit the ground outside of the ship, she called out Ruby's name. Silver eyes glanced her way, but Yang was then pulled aside from the other students by a stern hand.
Purple eyes met dark green as a strong voice commanded, “Miss Xiao Long, please come with me.” The expression on Glynda's face left absolutely no question: Yang was in big trouble. The younger blonde managed one parting glance at Ruby before the hand on her shoulder forcefully led her away.
“Can I ask where we're going?”
“My office. We're going to discuss your recent... behavior, and I will decide on the appropriate method to handle said behavior.”
Yang didn't like the sound of that.
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Numerous methods of punishment ran through Yang's mind as she stared down at the surface of Glynda's luxurious mahogany desk. The older woman had kept a stern and almost scary silence for quite some time now, and even though Yang was unnerved, she didn't let it show.
Finally, at long last, Glynda spoke. “Well, Miss Xiao Long, you should know exactly why you're sitting in my office today. Care to explain to me why you have been caught engaging in illicit activities multiple times?”
“Because I wasn't sneaky enough,” Yang replied without missing a beat, and instantly she regretted her smart-mouth answer.
Dark green eyes narrowed dangerously. “I will rephrase. Why do you continue to blatantly break the academy's rule of no sexual conduct? You are already on probation for your actions on the roof of your dormitory, and now you have repeated your mistake during an evaluation.” To show that there was no room for Yang to deny this, Glynda held her scroll up for Yang to see. A video played on the screen of Yang and Pyrrha, naked beneath a waterfall with the young blonde's mouth between the taller girl's legs.
Yang watched it with a crooked grin. “Can I get a copy of this? It's pretty hot...”
Glynda loudly cleared her throat while snapping her scroll shut. “I cannot begin to fathom what you are thinking, Miss Xiao Long, but you should strongly consider how your carelessness will affect your future here.”
Yang's blood ran cold at this. She chose her next words very carefully, “What can I do to start making it right, then?”
The Huntress leaned back in her chair. She studied Yang intently and adjusted her spectacles before she responded, “If you sincerely wish to take steps to correct your mistakes, then I will recommend that you attend a disciplinary class. Whether you continue your education here at Beacon Academy or not will weigh upon your successful completion of the course. At this point, I think this is a fair solution for you, Yang Xiao Long.”
Disciplinary class? Yang mentally questioned. Verbally, she said, “That sounds reasonable, Miss Goodwitch. I'll take the class.”
At this, a very small smile touched Glynda's lips. “Agreeing to the course without learning about its content beforehand? Very adventurous of you, Miss Xiao Long. Your first class begins now.” She snapped her riding crop against the edge of her desk with a loud crack and the noise made Yang jump.
“We will start with your orientation. You must learn the rules of the disciplinary class and commit them to your mind, body, and soul. That is the only way I can change you and reform you into a fine young woman.” Glynda stood from her chair and walked around her large mahogany desk to stand directly in front of Yang.
The younger blonde looked up at the woman to see her lightly slapping her riding crop against the palm of her hand. “Before every class, you will don the proper attire. This time I shall help you so you know how to wear it correctly,” Glynda said while giving her riding crop a graceful flick. Yang heard the office door locking behind her while simultaneously the blinds dropped to cover the windows, placing the two into intimate privacy. The teenage girl felt her body start to shake.
She got to her feet at her teacher's beckoning, and Glynda waved her riding crop to push the chair away from Yang. Slowly she walked all around Yang while studying her body's curves, then she came to a stop in front of the girl. She pressed the tip of her riding crop underneath Yang's chin to force the girl's head up until their eyes met. Glynda leaned closer until Yang could feel her breathing and said, “I have a feeling that you're going to be the best student I've ever had in this course.” She stepped away from the trembling girl and waved her crop.
The desk rumbled slightly from one of the large drawers sliding open, and Glynda drew several red garments to her hands as she told Yang to remove all of her clothing. Purple eyes watched as Glynda unfolded one of the garments, revealing strips of red latex, numerous buckles, and several chains that Yang already knew would not cover up anything on her body. Oh, boy... what have I gotten myself into this time? The teenage girl followed her teacher's orders and began to pull off her clothes until she stood naked before Glynda.
“The rules for disciplinary class are as follows: you shall only and always address me as Mistress Goodwitch. You shall always obey my instructions. You shall always accept every method of reform that I choose without complaint. You shall always wear the uniform that I decide for you. You will not touch me at any point during the class. Do not be late. Do you understand these rules, Yang Xiao Long?”
Giving a nod, Yang took the red bondage suit from her mistress but also received a smart rap on the knuckle by the tip of the riding crop. When she met Glynda's green eyes, the younger blonde spoke up, “I understand, Mistress Goodwitch.” She slipped on the main part of her new uniform with the ease of experience and Glynda smirked as she watched Yang slowly pull on the thigh-high red boots.
“Excellent efficiency. I see you have done this sort of thing before. Very well, I shall not waste time then. Let your reformation begin!” Glynda stepped back and waved her riding crop. Her purple cape flickered and moved as if alive and stretched out across the woman's body, completely covering her for a moment or two. It shrank down and formed a steamy dominatrix suit that exposed Glynda's breasts, but did not show off her sex like the suit Yang wore. Long gloves and stiletto boots accompanied Glynda's suit, and the older blonde fixed her glasses before cracking her riding crop across her palm to snap Yang to attention.
Yang stood up straight and met Glynda's gaze evenly. The older woman paced around Yang and stopped behind her. When Yang turned to look at Glynda, a sharp sting against her ass made her yelp. Her mistress clicked her tongue at this reaction and said, “Too loud! I suppose I will have to gag you to proceed.”
“Wh-what?” Yang felt her body being lifted from the floor, and as she opened her mouth to holler in surprise, Glynda placed a ball-gag in it. She secured it around the back of Yang's head, then she used her Semblance to bind the teenage girl mid-air. Yang was horizontal with her stomach pointed towards the floor and her hands and feet held up behind her. Grunting, she strained against her bonds, but there was no way she could escape the hold of Glynda's Semblance.
The Mistress stood face to face with Yang and dragged the tip of her riding crop down the restrained girl's cheek. She could see the younger blonde trembling. “For a girl your age, you have a very active libido. I shall try to desensitize your body as much as I can with today's lesson, and that may aid you in keeping your desires under better control,” Glynda said as she walked behind Yang and spread her thighs apart to study her pussy. It was perfectly outlined by red latex that strained just enough to part those lips open and reveal wet, pink skin. Yang was already dripping onto the lush carpet. “Yes, I can see that you need quite a bit of desensitizing. Do not worry, my dear student – my skills are perfectly honed for this task,” Mistress Goodwitch said while stroking Yang's sex and inspecting her wet glove afterwards.
With a wave of her riding crop, Glynda unlocked a nearby wooden cupboard and scanned the rows of tools at her disposal. Yang was aimed in the direction of the cupboard, so she had a perfect view of every single object. Her eyes widened as a blush spread across her cheeks and she started to sweat. She watched as Glynda selected a double-prong vibrating dildo along with a tube of lubrication. The older woman plucked the lube from the air and left the toy to hover as she set to work. Yang whimpered a bit when she felt the slippery liquid dripping along her slit, then Glynda's fingers rubbed the lubrication directly against Yang's anus.
She probed the young blonde's tight hole a few times as she spoke, “Your instructions for today are as follows: do not climax unless I say so. If you do, you shall be punished. The bigger mess on my carpet, the worse the punishment. Keep that in mind, Miss Xiao Long.”
This is not gonna be easy... Yang thought bleakly as she gave a nod. Glynda grabbed the hovering toy and dripped some lubrication onto the smaller prong. Returning the lube to the wooden cupboard, the blonde woman pressed the tip of the big prong against Yang's clit and switched the device on. Yang cried out against the ball-gag as high vibrations and circular rubbing stimulated her aching clit. Her body squirmed against her bonds instinctively and her sex tensed with need. The moving tip slid along her sensitive skin until Glynda could partially penetrate the girl. Yang groaned at this, the dildo moving and vibrating inside of her pussy while Glynda slowly pushed it in more and more. Soon the smaller prong's tip pressed incessantly against Yang's lubed anus, and when it successfully pierced her, she squealed.
The older woman secured the device in place using a couple of loose hanging buckles on Yang's red bondage suit and walked around to get a look at Yang's expression. Although the young blonde was blushing, her voice had become quiet and her expression hard. She was solid against the pleasure that tried to overwhelm her, but Yang wondered how long she could manage it. After being with Ruby, and then Pyrrha...
“Not bad, my student. I can see that you've mastered some techniques for prolonging your sexual stamina, but I'm afraid it will not help you. Part of the importance of today's lesson is failure. I must break your body's will,” the blonde woman said while snapping her riding crop against Yang's bare ass. The teenage girl groaned and her purple eyes slid shut, the sharp pain driving a bolt of excitement through her body. Her sex dripped with overflowing juices and Glynda took note of the amount to compare with Yang's climax.
The older woman walked around to give one of Yang's nipples a harsh pinch, but the young blonde didn't utter a sound. She was steeling herself for the struggle ahead, and when Glynda saw this, she smiled. “Very well, then. If you can hold out for... let's say, twenty minutes, then you pass for today. Sound fair?” She whipped Yang's ass again, which made her jump but she still remained quiet. The look in those purple eyes when Glynda met them told the woman that it wouldn't be easy for her to break Yang. She smiled at this.
She reached across Yang's shoulders to gently gather all of her golden locks and tuck them to one side, exposing her back for Glynda. Raising her riding crop, she gave Yang a lash across her lower back against a strip of red latex. Glynda then waved her crop to pull something from her cupboard while tweaking Yang's nipple until it ached and more of the teenage girl's honey dripped onto the carpet. Taking the floating unlit candle, Glynda held it before Yang's eyes to show the girl what was coming next. The young blonde simply shut her eyes in response, silently telling Glynda to bring it on.
After lighting the candle, Glynda reached to give the secured dildo a few hard pushes while she waited for the wax on the candle to start rolling off. Yang grunted with every press from Mistress Goodwitch's hand, but she valiantly fought against the wracking pleasure. Once the candle wax was dripping, Glynda held it up above Yang's back.
The first hot drop brought tears to Yang's eyes while simultaneously jolting rough pleasure through her body. Her will to fight only grew stronger with every burning drip of wax, until her Semblance erupted from her with a muffled cry. Glynda didn't falter when the flames appeared over the girl's blazing hair, using this sign to snap her riding crop against Yang once more. The young blonde opened her burning red eyes and strained against Glynda's bonds with such ferocity that she almost broke free. It took all of Glynda's focus to reaffirm her magical grip on the girl and it started to burn through a great deal more of her energy to maintain the hold.
Glynda grunted before she chuckled and said, “You are indeed a splendid fighter, Yang. I can respect that...” She leaned close to whisper into Yang's ear, “Just bear in mind that if you break the bonds before the twenty minutes are up, I will have to punish you. Try to endure it a bit more, or give in. Your choice.”
Yang growled against the ball-gag in her mouth and clenched her fists tightly at Glynda's words. Another hot drop of wax hit her skin and she flinched, but ordered her body to not strain so much against her bonds. It was very hard for her to maintain this balance, and the growing flames of her Semblance clearly stated this. More cum dripped from Yang's pussy, and the girl was almost ready to just let go. Almost at my limit... she thought. Gonna try to get lost in my head for a while... With this thought in her mind, Yang closed her blazing eyes and breathed out deeply. After a moment or two, she grew more distant from the powerful sensations of her body and withdrew into her mind.
It was her last stance to endure the rapturous torture of her body. Glynda noticed the young blonde's change when the flames of her Semblance became steady instead of wild, and the older woman found herself really impressed. Yang had great control over her body during a sexual encounter. The blonde woman knew that she would have a long wait of watching the clock before it was over, because Yang had put herself into a zen-like state quite successfully.
Blowing out the candle and returning it to her cupboard, Glynda released the buckles holding the dildo in place so her hand could better manipulate it. She pulled and pushed the double-prong device, stimulating Yang's body with pleasure and trying to stir her back for a long time. Eventually the girl began to moan lightly against the ball-gag as the fire from her hair grew wild once more, but Glynda glanced at the clock again to confirm that her twenty minutes were almost spent. “Quite a girl...” the woman whispered to herself as Yang's body started to writhe, as if the young blonde knew that she could almost let go.
Coming back to her senses, Yang opened her blazing eyes and groaned. She pulled against her bonds and felt her sex tense more and more. By the time she screamed with her body's release, she had endured the twenty minute mark and succeeded. Before her pussy could release its mess on the carpet, Yang broke Glynda's bonds and threw herself onto the mahogany desk. She expelled the dildo and her sex flooded Glynda's desk with hot cum. She removed the ball-gag to pant, “I... I believe we're done for today, Mistress Goodwitch?”
The older woman crossed her arms and sighed at the state of her desk. Then, she chuckled and replied, “Yes, we certainly are. Such a clever, yet annoying, method to maintain my rule about the carpet... You are dismissed, Yang Xiao Long. We will meet once a week for four more weeks, and afterwards, if you pass, you will be released from your probation. Tread carefully, young lady.”
Nodding, Yang let her head fall back onto the desk as she finally caught her breath.
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