Blake's forfeit

Blake watched her team leave the arena with a regretful expression. Everyone else was free to go back to their room, leaving just Cinder and herself. Even their supervisors had gone into the main living room to unwind for the night. Unfortunately, Blake wasn't given that option. Cinder had been very clear, her punishment was happening tonight.

"Are you ready to go pick out the cock you'll be fucked by?" Cinder asked in a sultry tone. Blake reluctantly nodded and followed Cinder, who had begun moving towards the armoire.

They entered the room and reality finally hit Blake. Cinder was about to claim her, and Blake wasn't even a bit opposed to it. Cinder was an attractive woman, and Blake had no doubt that she would be good in bed. Great, even. The problem was that Blake wasn't sure she'd ever be able to look the woman in the eye after being railed by her. Blake shuddered at the thought of the smirk that Cinder would always wear around her in the future, knowing she'd fucked Blake senseless into multiple, mind-numbing, orgasms. Her hair trigger really was becoming a problem. At least Cinder had agreed to not take her on the stage in front of everyone.

They stopped in front of a section of wall covered in strap-ons. They were the same ones that Blake had teased Weiss and Ruby about. They were all aura-sensitive, meaning Cinder would feel every thrust into Blake. Even worse, the ones Cinder was eyeing all had reservoirs. They'd only be filled with fake cum, of course, but the element made it even more humiliating.

The pride in Blake hated that. The idea that Cinder's climax would leave Blake a sticky humiliated mess, gasping for air... A deeply buried part of Blake loved the idea of being claimed. Blame it on faunus genetics, maybe, but when Blake touched herself while feeling submissive, the fantasy always ended with her imaginary partner's load across her face. It was so... primal. Yang's story of her locker room climax had been especially present in her mind lately.

"Now, pick out whichever one you like. Whichever one will bring you the most pleasure, of course." Cinder said the last part seductively into Blake's ear. Blake couldn't help but swallow. The order made the punishment almost more humiliating somehow. It was one thing for Cinder to pick the most obscenely large cock she could find and fuck Blake into a screaming mess; it was another for her to make Blake pick out her own method of punishment—No. Cinder was forcing her to pick out the instrument of her pleasure.

Blake hoped Cinder couldn't see her thighs rubbing together as she made her choice. It was realistically sized, maybe a tad over average. It was curved slightly upwards and with slightly visible veins running down the length. Other than its purple color and reservoir, it had no other features. Cinder smiled at the choice; it would certainly be pleasurable for both of them.

She didn't bother asking Blake's feedback on her next decision. She moved towards a cupboard filled with vials of white liquid: fake semen. Each vial contained enough cum to mimic a larger than average load. They looked pretty realistic, but were fortunately entirely fake.

"Oh, they actually have different flavors. Blake, would you rather swallow 'blue raspberry' or 'realistic'?" Cinder asked with a sadistic tone. Her question wasn't just to gauge Blake's sense of taste; even the wording were meant to be an embarrassing taste of what came next.

"Don't you dare pick realistic!" Blake begged. She hoped she didn't sound too pathetic. Cinder smiled and grabbed a few different flavored vials. Considering the size of each, Cinder was preparing to pump multiple climaxes tonight into her. Blake hoped she managed to keep her dignity intact through them. Satisfied with her choice, Cinder stuffed the vials into her bag and moved on.

A high quality lube was added from the next shelf over. Cinder had picked it up without asking. Blake hoped that meant that Cinder was at least a little bit concerned with pleasure tonight. Satisfied with her selections, she began dragging Blake towards the living room. They walked through the room without even passing a glance towards the intense game of strip billiards going on between Glynda and another woman. Neither paid them any mind. Cinder found an unlocked guest room and pulled them both inside.

Blake felt herself being pushed against a wall, her breath leaving her lungs as Cinder took full control. Now that they were in private, Cinder's heat pressed against her own, Blake was hyper aware of her current state. As much as she hated it, her heart was racing; yet she wasn't afraid. That only left one emotion capable of causing her excitement; and it was one she absolutely didn't want to give Cinder the pleasure of wringing from her. Arousal. Cinder brought her lips to Blake's ear. After a brief kiss, she began to speak, her words dripping with a honey that Blake desperately wanted to hear coat kinky things whispered into her ears.

"We're both going to shower. Separately. I'll be taking the one in the room, of course. You'll have to be satisfied with the locker room. When I get back, you'd better be naked and warming yourself up for me," Cinder took on a thoughtful look as her lustful eyes roamed Blake's form, "Actually, leave your clothes here. I want you completely naked as you walk through the living room." Cinder commanded. Blake bit her lip and nodded. That was embarrassing, but worth following in order to keep Cinder happy.

Blake knew Cinder's gaze was burning into her as she moved to follow her command. Soon, her outfit lay in a pile on the floor. Cinder smiled fiercely as her eyes roamed up and down Blake's delectable figure. Blake nearly folded under her gaze, but managed to stand her ground, despite her state of dress.

"Go on now, I need a few moments to prepare for our night together." Cinder ordered. Blake turned and began to walk towards the door, intent on going to the locker room, lack of clothing be damned. Just before she opened it, Cinder grabbed her wrist and stopped her, instantly shattering any confidence she'd gained. She leaned in close, warm breath ghosting across her faunus ears. Blake shuddered at Cinder's burning heat pressed against her nude back.

"Oh, one last thing, Blake. You'd better be touching yourself the entire time I'm in the shower. Don't you dare stop for too long; or orgasm without my permission. In fact, record it on your scroll so I can enjoy it while you get comfortable with my cock. If you break the rules," Cinder's palm took a handful of Blake's plentiful ass, "I won't be satisfied with just claiming your sweet little cunt tonight. Now, don't keep me waiting."

There was nothing Blake could possibly say in response that wouldn't come off as submissive or defiant. She couldn't dare call Cinder's bluff. There was no other way to interpret Cinder's threat. If she didn't obey, Blake would find herself a lot more full than she'd expected to be. Regardless of her weakness for that, she really didn't want Cinder to know that anal turned her absolutely primal. She'd follow Cinder's orders to the letter. Cinder saw her acceptance and released her arm. Blake quickly stepped out into the hallway before Cinder could add any more rules.

Blake's hopes of dashing through the living room unseen were instantly dashed upon leaving the hallway. The moment she stepped into the light and revealed her state of dress, Glynda and her billiards opponent instantly turned. Since they'd first walked past, the game had evidently progressed, and both women were hurting for coverage. Glynda seemed to have the advantage, as she still had her underwear. Blake's eyes instinctively took in her opponent's form. She had lost her entire outfit; save for a pair of crimson red panties. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and Blake struggled to bring her eyes upwards to take in the woman's face.

Silver eyes returned an amused look. Blake gasped. Besides sharing Ruby's incredibly rare pigmentation, this woman seemingly shared everything else. Any part of Blake that hoped to remain dignified on her walk to the locker room was instantly overcome with embarrassment as she began to put the pieces together on just who she had just been molesting with her eyes.

"H-Hi..." Blake said. She instantly cringed at how awkward it came off. The woman in front of her obviously recognized her too, as she broke into a big smile; uncaring of their nudity.

"You must be Blake! Ruby's told me all about you!" Summer Rose greeted. Blake instantly felt overwhelmed by how motherly this woman was acting. Before she could object, Blake was enveloped in a warm hug. Thankfully, Summer sensed her awkwardness and pulled away. Like Ruby often did, she rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment.

"Right... sorry. I'm assuming you're in the middle of a forfeit?" Summer asked. Blake nodded and hoped she wouldn't press for any more details. She really didn't want to explain to her friend's mother that she was about to get railed.

"Then I won't keep you any longer. Besides, I've got a forfeit of my own to claim. Glynda doesn't know it, but she's about to owe me a lot of oral." Summer spoke in a tone that Blake couldn't find herself able to doubt. Despite being behind by two balls, Summer strolled up to the table, cockily leaned over (And boy did Blake notice), and quickly buried the last two balls, then the eight ball. All before Glynda could even find another chance to shoot. Blake flushed as she watched her stern teacher strip off the remnants of her clothing and slowly sink to her knees.

"It was nice meeting you, Blake. Now, unless you wanted to see Glynda on her knees, you should probably run along. I'll see you around."

Blake was going insane.

She'd gotten back to the room nearly half an hour ago. Like Cinder ordered, she'd propped up her scroll facing the bed, sat down, spread her legs, and got to work touching herself. Oh boy was she touching herself. It was infuriating. Every time she grew close to orgasm, Cinder's orders ricocheted through her head and she **** herself to pull back from the brink. She couldn't even stop for long enough to cool down. She'd lost track of how many times she'd edged. All she knew was that if Cinder came out here right now, she was going to throw herself onto the cock, pride be damned!

A particularly hard edge knocked all awareness off Blake's mind and she didn't even realize the bathroom door had opened until she saw Cinder standing over her with an amused look. Unlike her, Cinder had decided to put on a pair of lacy black underwear before stepping out of the bathroom. The strap-on was already donned and Cinder's aura visibly flowed through it. Unfortunately for Blake, that didn't mean she was ready to claim her prize; Cinder was nothing if not patient. Cinder picked up Blake's still filming scroll and clicked the video off. With a powerful flair, Cinder took a seat on the chair in the corner of the room. Her lazy posture and spread legs made it clear to Blake what she wanted.

"Service me while I make sure you didn't cheat on me. Don't think you're allowed to stop edging either." Cinder's fancy words were gone as she took full control of the situation. Considering Blake's current state, that facade was no longer necessary. Blake crawled off the bed on shaky legs and approached Cinder. Before she could be commanded to, Blake sunk down to her knees between Cinder's thighs.

Now that Cinder's new toy was inches from her face, Blake was somehow even more aroused. Cinder wasn't even naked, yet Blake was a dripping mess before her. She willed past the humiliation and took the head of the dildo into her mouth. Cinder had the view of a lifetime, as Blake's delectable rear was on full display as she serviced her. Even better, Blake was **** to do it hands free, as she was **** to continue to touching herself.

It was almost more humiliating that Cinder barely paid her any attention. Surely it was an act, but it still made Blake even more defiant. Cinder was more interested in the video, but Blake knew she was causing her a lot of pleasure through the strap-on. Maybe her focus was her way of prolonging Blake's ****. If she didn't cum, then neither could Blake. Determined to not let Cinder win, Blake relaxed her throat and took it a few inches deeper. She was rewarded by a slight moan, as well as Cinder's off hand tangling into her hair. She didn't **** her, but Blake was very much aware of her unspoken threat.

Blake lost track of time as she continued to bring Cinder pleasure with her mouth. The bobbing of her head and her fingers rubbing her swollen clit had lulled her into a hypnotic rhythm with no orgasmic end in sight. Every time she drew near orgasm, Blake's mind went blank, and the dildo slipped just a little deeper each time; before being left unsatisfied as she **** herself down from the edge. Judging by the noises Cinder had stopped hiding, Blake was doing well.

Blake heard the sound of her scroll being set onto the nearby table and knew it was time for the main event. Cinder gently urged Blake off of her shaft. Blake cringed at the 'pop' that followed her lips disconnecting, as well as the trails of spit that still connected her lips to Cinder's cock. For the first time since Blake had gotten on her knees, she was able to meeting Cinder's smoldering gaze. She was proud to see Cinder had the same flushed cheeks and dilated eyes she knew she had herself. Both women were aroused, even if they'd never admit it.

"You're a natural at that, Blake. It's almost too bad our bet wasn't just oral. I think we both know what's about to come next," Cinder trailed off and Blake swallowed nervously, "Still, I'm not about to claim my prize unless it's with your complete consent, so... You can either get back to edging and servicing me, or you can get on the bed and we can enjoy the main event together."

Blake considered Cinder's offer. It was surprisingly considerate, all things considered. If Blake wasn't willing to follow through, she could continue putting her throat to work and satisfy her forfeit that way. Would Blake be satisfied with that? There's no way Cinder would let her orgasm without her cock inside her. She'd be left an aroused mess and absolutely no privacy to take care of her needs after. Even if she managed to sneak into an alcove somewhere on campus and finish herself off, her cunt needed to be filled. Blake would be awake until the sun rose desperately trying to replicate what her body craved, and it still wouldn't be enough.

That made her choice easy, didn't it? Blake let the fingers teasing her clit finally stop and rose to her feet. She barely managed to avoid taking a glance at the smug expression Cinder surely wore.

She felt Cinder's gaze burn into her rear as she turned and walked towards the mattress. Blake smiled. The attention felt good, especially from a woman as cold as Cinder. The rest of her walk morphed into a strut as Blake rolled her hips seductively with each step. She reached the bed and crawled onto it, settling into a position on her hands and knees. Blake knew it would be irresistible, and she wouldn't even have to make eye contact with Cinder.

She was on her in an instant. Blake gasped as Cinder filled her left hand with her rear, while her right gently **** Blake's torso lower. Blake was face down, ass up, presenting herself to Cinder. Cinder leaned across her back and Blake's breath hitched as she felt Cinder's bare breasts press into her back. Apparently she'd discarded her bra on the way over.

"You just made an excellent decision, Blake." Cinder purred into her ear. Blake's breathing deepened further as she felt Cinder guide the tip of the dildo against her entrance. No longer patient enough to tease her, Cinder slowly pushed inside. Despite Blake's hands balling tightly into the mattress, she couldn't avoid letting out a moan as Cinder filled her. The moan instantly cut out as Cinder's hips stopped against her own, leaving her breathless.

Cinder stalled for second, as she adjusted to the sensation of being inside Blake. She was no virgin, but being inside a woman with a cock she could feel was completely new to her. Blake groaned as she felt Cinder slowly roll her hips backwards, smoothly drawing out the dildo from where Blake needed it. Thankfully, she didn't have to wait too long, as Cinder quickly thrusted forward again.

From there, Cinder quickly found her rhythm. Blake was nearly tearing a hole in the mattress as Cinder grew more confident, beginning to pound into her more and more roughly. Soon, Cinder stopped controlling herself, spurred on by Blake's wonderful moans. Blake hoped the facilities were empty this late at night, because between the smacking of flesh and her unwilling moans, the entire building would be able to hear them.

Even more humiliating than her sounds was her pathetic attempt at staving off an orgasm. She at least wanted to **** Cinder to unleash before she did! Cinder was just as determined to do the opposite, which made it a hopeless battle for Blake, considering the edging she'd been **** to do. Cinder was catching on to how close she was, and brought her free hand to Blake's clit. From there, Blake was completely and utterly fucked.

"I— I'm—" Blake wouldn't ever finish her sentence as fire works went off in her mind. She felt herself clench around the shaft, but that was hardly a consideration as her mind short circuited.

Regaining awareness brought a sensation of Cinder pressed deeply against her back. Her thrusting had ceased, but she was breathing just as hard as Blake was herself. Considering the fluid she could feel running down her leg, Cinder had only barely lasted past Blake's own orgasm, even if she hadn't pulled out. That explained why Blake felt so full... and hot.

Cinder had left her with a creampie and Blake could feel it oozing out as they caught their breath. Something about being claimed in such a way lit a fire in Blake that she'd never feel if she wasn't horny. Her rear gently teased again Cinder. Blake could almost feel Cinder's smirk as she drew back to her knees, ready for another round. Without pulling out, she loaded another vial.

"On your back." Cinder ordered, gently prodding Blake's thigh. Blake obeyed and tried to complete the awkward task of turning around while impaled. She managed easily enough and was greeted by a sight that made it well worth it. Cinder's face was flushed red with arousal and her golden eyes couldn't be described as anything less than bedroom eyes. Blake knew her own appearance

The moment Blake's legs fully widened, Cinder grabbed them and pushed in roughly. Blake blushed a bit at the embarrassing position of spreading herself, but evidently Cinder wasn't satisfied. After a few thrusts she pushed Blake's legs further in, manhandling Blake into a position to better pound her into the mattress.

With every thrust, both women fell deeper and deeper into the pleasure, and Blake's legs got pushed further and further back. It didn't take long until Cinder took full advantage of Blake's flexibility, pushing Blake's shins nearly next to her head. With every thrust, the creampie from the last round leaked out, splattering below. Given Blake's current position, that meant she was getting her facial much earlier than she'd planned.

Despite the cum splattering onto her face, Blake couldn't keep her mouth closed as she continued moaning through the pleasure. From this angle, Cinder was hitting Blake exactly where she needed it and—

"F-Fuck!" She couldn't stop the moan that escaped her as Cinder fucked her into her second orgasm of the night. Cinder didn't give her even a moment of rest as she continued to pound away. Cinder took full advantage of her sensitivity and doubled her efforts, her own pleasure being replaced by the joy of dominating Blake.

Cinder took wicked delight in causing orgasm three so soon after Blake recovered. She was so caught up in Blake's quivering expression that she didn't even notice her own orgasm crashing into her. She pulled out the second the feeling hit her, content on giving Blake a different finish this time.

Blake's eyes jerked shut once the first load hit her, but her expression wasn't at all angry. She looked like she was revelling in the feeling of being marked until—

"Did you just cum from that?" Cinder asked teasingly. Blake's face turned a mix of red and white and she took a hold of Cinder's sensitive shaft.

"Shut up and get back inside me." She said through gritted teeth.

"As delightful as that sounds, you owe me an orgasm, and I intend to collect on it. Your mouth, perhaps?"

Blake rolled her eyes and sunk to her knees.