Glynda: Aftermath

"... unfortunately, Ozpin was assassinated before we can convince Pyrrha into becoming the new Fall Maiden." Glynda's left a trail of kisses along the length of her master's pillar of meat before her tongue descended onto his massive balls. She felt the warm feeling of that sweet nectar that she has come to love underneath his skin and the intoxicating aroma of his musk that alone could make her lower lips quiver in excitement.

"Assassinated? So I guess some of the rumors were true," Cardin crossed his arms as he stretched his back, which also shoved his balls against Glynda's face which earned him a satisfied moan. "I did not expect these kinds of secrets from you, Glynda."

Truth be told, he really didn't.

He expected mundane secrets like her being a prostitute or quid pro quo, not **** plots, conspiracies, and terrorist spies. He didn't realize that team RWBY was paramount in the prevention of these plots, with the help of JNPR as well. He felt a pang of guilt at that realization, seeing that he had already controlled some of the key figures, with the head of Beacon's huntsman operations currently on her knees with her mouth wrapped around his cock. There was a part of him that wanted to know more, but there's also one that is afraid of the secrets she has yet to share.

He could not undo his progress unless he had a **** wish.

Still, it was not too late.

"Forgive me, Master." Glynda declared as she bowed, both to him and her object of worship, "it was vital that the general populace must not know to prevent the rise of negative emotions."

"It's fine, Glynda," he tapped her head lightly with her cock, "all is forgiven." With a smile that was alien to Glynda's usual demeanor, she happily rubbed her face against it and savored the comforting heat from him. "Come on. Time to eat your breakfast first."

Obediently sitting straight on her heels and her hands flat on her thighs, Glynda gagged and moaned as Cardin fucked her face and her throat. Her Master's cum was nutritious enough that a few shots of it covered an entire meal, enough to Ruby and Weiss forsook normal food while they were with him. Her eyes teared up not only because of the massive cock that is currently ravishing her mouth pussy, but of joy, hearing Master's moans as he enjoyed her throat. Her nose would smell his immaculate manly musk whenever he pushed all the way, his length almost reaching her stomach. She was in bliss being used as his sex ****, a tool of pleasure.

When he gave her his gift, he was merciful enough to let her taste it. She drank his seed with much glee and swallowed every torrent with gusto. She doesn't dare waste a drop as she resisted the urge to gag and retch. The warm serving of spunk sated the hunger from a night of passion with her Master and much more. And when he finally finished, she swallowed the last drop with a euphoric smile.

"How does it taste, Glynda?"

"Its taste... I cannot find words to describe how delectable it is!" Glynda chirped as she moved closer to lick up any leftovers from his member. "I do not think I would need any other food besides it!"

"I'm glad you love it." He waited her to finish cleaning him up. She was moving to try to worship him again, but a simple gesture stopped her.

One of the drawbacks of becoming larger in size, Cardin realized, is how small everything becomes. The penthouse becomes smaller despite having a couple of floors. His clothes don't fit him at all anymore, which is something that he should have thought of, in hindsight. He even needs to eat more food, since, despite his now enhanced stamina, that does not translate to hunger. He might need to look into moving to a larger house soon. But the most pressing one was that his stride is now longer, which would mean his leashed pet is having trouble keeping up beside him.

"Glynda, just walk normally for now." He spoke to the crawling headmistress a few steps into the corridor. While she could stand on her own, she made a show of it. Her hands grasped at his leg, her arms roamed around his muscular thighs. She rubbed her chest against him as she slowly stood up. Back on her feet, she quickly moved to in front of him with her hands already set on his godly cock. "Please let me worship you, Master," she whispered not to his face, but towards her object of worship.

"Maybe later, Glynda." a smirk formed on his face as Glynda revered his dick. The older woman was hooked in it, even so far as to actually worship it not only on a kink sense. That's why her leash was not around his hands but wrapped around the base of his member.

She diligently followed him downstairs, but the sight of Beacon on the horizon stopped him in his tracks. "What's wrong, Master?"

With Glynda in his thrall, Cardin's imagination ran amok. If he had his own way, he could go to Beacon with her in tow, and make some drastic changes. Unfortunately, he can't control everyone in his way. Not yet, he hoped. Still, controlling a headmistress will have some benefits.

"Does Ozpin had any secret places in Beacon?"

"There are several, Master. What do you have in mind?"

"Refurbish one to be a fuckpad for your Master. Large enough to accommodate the rest of the girls."

"It will be done. I will see to it personally."

Satisfied, he moved his fingers across down her cheek, which she reciprocated by leaning into his hand with a warm smile on her lips. With her collar and her leash, she was right where she belonged.

"Do you love it when I give you orders?"

"Yes, Master." Her face had returned to her usual self; focused, unwavering, calculating. But there was something new mixed with her persona, a hungry disciple to please her god.

"Sir, how was the date?" Jaune asked as he looked at the massive bull that sat naked on a sofa. "Did you had a good time?"

"Yeah, we did," replied Cardin as one of his hands cupped one of Glynda's massive breasts while the other went to her lower lips as she gyrated her hips against him. "We didn't really talk much though, since I fucked her brains out the moment she stepped out of the elevator." This earned him a giggle from Glynda, right before she planted her lips to his neck. "How about you, Cucky? How was your night?"

"Well, to be honest, Sir," Jaune began to scratch his head as a nervous smile crept on his face, "I really wanted to watch you two have sex." He started to fidget while he sat on the floor. "I really wanted to see Professor Goodwitch have a good time."

"Come on, Cuck," Cardin wagged a finger towards Jaune, "don't lie to your superiors. Speak freely."

"My apologies, sir." Jaune had to remind himself from treating Cardin as his equal. They have never been or ever will be. "I wanted to see you fuck Professor Goodwitch until she cums. I wanted to watch as you take your big cock and stretch out her holes." His voice became ragged as his tiny penis strained inside his cage as his excitement grew as he continued to confess. "I wanted her to insult me, tease me, berate me for being a cuckold."

He had failed where Cardin succeeded. Ruby and Weiss were happier whenever they were with Cardin than when they were with him. So happy and content. Now even Professor Goodwitch was taken by Cardin's charm since she was stern and dominating when she was using him. But he would have never believed that the woman that is currently fawning over the statuesque man before him was the same woman that barely tolerated him.

"Well, if that's the case, we'll let you watch us from time to time. Although, it won't be much use since you can't even touch yourself." Jaune was reminded as his tiny tool throbbed in his cage. "Don't worry, though. I'm sure my girlfriend here wouldn't mind."

A sudden feeling overcame the knelt blonde. His mind ceased to function as his heart skipped a beat. It was getting hard to breath, but he managed to croak. "Gi-girlfriend? Yo-you mean?..."

"Yes," moaned Glynda, and for the first time since he entered the penthouse, noticed the blonde boy, "I just left your pathetic services, Mr. Cuck."

In shock, Glynda stood from her Master's lap, and with a kick, sent Jaune to the floor, uncaring if he was hurt. His body started to shake. It was not because of pain but from something perverted. His teary eyes stared right to the ceiling as his lips quiver to form a loose and broken smile.

"Look at you, worm." The blonde **** professor brought her foot down on his chest. "A failure of a student. A lying cheat. And now," she ground her foot against his chest which elicited a moan from the boy, "a pathetic cuckold." She felt something wet has touched her other foot, only to discover that Jaune had orgasmed, his pathetic load squirted to reach her toes. "You dare?! You useless man!" She adjusted her footing and thrust her soiled foot towards Jaune's mouth. "Lick it clean, you cur! You pig!"

"Now, now, Glynda," Cardin's voice came from behind. Before she could turn around, a bulge suddenly appeared on her belly. "Don't hurt our cuckold too much!" She suddenly lost the strength to stand, his sudden penetration of her ass left her crashing down only to be caught by him. Her anger quelled, she was kept aloft by her master as he used her body once again. With his powerful body, she was easily held in a full nelson, with his hand behind her neck, which showed her lustful expression towards the blonde. "Now, Cucky, apologize to Glynda," he ordered.

"So-sorry, Professor-"

"Call her Mistress from now on, idiot!"

Jaune's wandering eyes focused on the display in front of him. It was the sight that made his clit dick throb once again. "Forgive me, Mistress! I'm sorry I squirted and dirtied your toes!" He howled, yet Glynda's eyes had rolled back to her skull, her lips twisted into a perverted grin. The saliva that escaped her lips rained down upon him. She was used like a tool to slake Cardin's lust, with his superior ramming his rod into her with wild abandon.

"This is what you wanted to see, right, Cuck?" Cardin taunted while Glynda begged him to go harder and faster. "You want to see them get fucked stupid? Beg me to cum in them?"

"Yes, sir! I do!"

It was the right moment for Cardin, right where Jaune's mind was at its most ****. "You don't deserve them, Jaune. You can't make them happy with that clit between your legs. She left you for a better man; a superior man. She left you for me. She's mine now, Arc."

As the command take effect, Jaune started to calm. He slowly sat up, a serene smile plastered on his face. His eyes were dull at first, but as the command took root, life returned to them. "You're right, sir," said Jaune as he sat on his heels, his hands flat on his thighs. "I don't deserve to have them. I see now that I can never make them happy and content. She's with you now, a better man than me. She is better off with you than me."

His posture was disturbed when Glynda grabbed on to him while Cardin continued to fuck her from behind. "What about the other girls? The ones that I haven't fucked? Do they deserve to be with a superior man?"

"O-of course, they should be!" Jaune answered as if it was something obvious, "they deserve to be happy with someone like you, sir!"

"Then you know what you must do," Cardin rammed his cock harder, enough for Jaune to feel his cock through Glynda's belly, "Serve me. Help them realize that truth. The truth that I am the man for them. Help me shape them to my liking."

With resolute will, Jaune stared into Cardin's eyes, and with utter truth, declared, "I will."

At last, one final nail to Arc's coffin. "Offer your harem to me."

The ring burned as Cardin came inside Glynda, so much so that the older woman's belly bloated with his seed. Her moans were silenced as she started to **** at the cum to rose towards her lips, until it gushed for from her mouth like a fire hydrant. It drenched Jaune, but he did not mind.

Jaune's was finally happy. As tears started to fall down his cheeks, he felt relieved.

"They are yours."

With Glynda under his control, Cardin can now change some of Beacon's rules and regulations, but not in large degree to avoid suspicion.

Jaune is now completely willing to help Cardin take the rest of the harem.