Greeting New Colleagues

A single hand held Cinder by the back of her head and slowly rammed her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, forcing her to endure the sensation of him splitting her throat open around his cock over and over again, giving her just enough time in between to begin to recover, before he plunged back in again. She could do nothing about it, simply kneel there on the stone floor in disgrace, her usual attempts at being some intimidating badass bitch completely waylaid by his easy domination.

She really did deserve this though. After what she'd done to him in her efforts to 'capture' him for her Mistress, she hadn't been kind to either his body or his ego, and he was just petty enough to hold that grudge all the way to the bank and back. She'd stood over him, her sharp high heel digging into his throat and blocking off his windpipe while he had suffered beneath her, his aura gone, while she stared down at him with those enflamed eyes, her weapon pointed down at him, and that sneer upon her face. He could still remember the entire event in vivid detail.

Suffice to say, so long as that moment was still burned into his recent memories, there was likely nothing in the world he could do to Cinder and feel bad about at all. Not that he was the most moral person in the world before or anything. He was still more than willing to slake his lusts on any other woman who caught his fancy, but with Cinder it was special. It was personal. Anything truly debauched, anything where there was still a line in the sand he hadn't crossed, he would jump it by yards if it was Cinder.

Which was why he was delighting in this so much. He'd left her alone on the flight to Vale, he'd even scaled his new semblance back so she was fully aware of what he'd done to her, but with his power over her clearly demonstrated and added looming threat from Salem that she had to at least give him a chance to prove his worth before she tried to dispose of him, Cinder had chosen to stew in her anger for the trip. Probably between plotting how to kill him without his new Semblance being able to stop her.

The moment they had landed, he had 'obediently' shut up and let her get back in contact with her people in Vale, and setup a meeting with her crew in one of their safehouses. A large warehouse on the southeast side of the city, not too far from the waterfront so that anything they needed could be smuggled in or out via boat without having to go near the main harbour. It had been quite the nice setup. Oh sure it was just a warehouse, but the manager's office and some of the higher up storage crates had been turned into quite nice looking faux apartments, while an area had been set up on the ground floor with maps and plans and an actual whiteboard of all things.

He'd dropped off his meagre belongings in the main office bedroom, and returned down to their planning room just in time for Cinder to begin rattling off on some spiel about how smart she was and how brilliant her plan was. He'd let that go on for about 5 seconds before he'd seized her by the head and gotten her down on her knees. She'd actually kept trying to lecture and belittle him through the facefucking, which made her throat undulate around his shaft in some quite pleasing ways.

There were three details that really brought this whole thing to life though, compared to his easy use of her back at Salem's castle. The first was this was Cinder's base. This was her Domain, her 'Castle' as you could put it. And he was using her just as easily here as anywhere else. The second was the look of hatred in her eyes. Right now his semblance was perfectly scaled that she was vaguely aware that something was wrong, that he was doing something, but she just couldn't figure out what. And the look of hatred and suspicion on her face as she chocked on his cock was just the best.

The third detail that made this so good for him was the nice vivid shade of scarlet lipstick she'd put on. As he facefucked her it was smearing all up and down his shaft, with a nice little ring being planted around the base. He liked the sight of that. It just added to everything else. She'd made a good choice in that colour.

So intensely was he enjoying the experience of just dragging Cinder's head bodily up and down his length, that he almost didn't notice as they were joined by her four accomplices. They were a nice and colourful lot. Two males, who of course instantly didn't interest him simply based off of their gender and that neither of them was effeminate enough for him to give them a free pass. And two females.

The first had some quite dark skin indicative of being from Vacuo or one of the lesser settlements that sat between it and Vale, which was majorly helped by the way it contrasted with her bright green hair. It was definitely an exotic combination. He found that he quite liked it. She also had some quite nice crimson red eyes, and he was struck by the thought of maybe having her join Cinder for a little bit to see if her eyes matched Cinder's lipstick. And on top of all that she was also dressed quite provocatively in a tight clinging outfit that showed off a nice amount of leg and stomach, as well as cleavage to boot. She was definitely prime target material just because he wanted to see how that dark skin looked once it was covered in a few loads of his seed.

The other female of the group was dressed much more properly, though that might not have been the best word for it given that he entire top half seemed primely designed to show off as much of her cleavage as possible. Seriously, art buffs often talked about contour lines and so on that drew people's eyes towards certain spots on a painting. If that bullshit was true then this girl's outfit was definitely designed to draw the eye right to her tits. Which was probably a good idea since there really wasn't much else too her. There couldn't be. Not when she was so adorably small.

Legitimately. She was wearing high heels, and she still didn't even reach his shoulders. Add to that her bright pink colour scheme and whatever the hell was going on with her eyes and hair, and it was bizarre enough that he actually loosened his grip on Cinder long enough for her to pull completely off of his dick and spit out a glop of saliva.

"Well I always love to have one of these wonderful social gatherings, truly I do." The ginger man began as he stepped forwards. "Let the Kids feel like they are actually contributing and get everyone on the same page, but I'm kind of busy right now. You know, stealing dust like you ordered!" He said, stabbing a finger at Cinder, and she put on a look of smug superiority that really made him want to go back to using his cock as a gobstopper. "I had a major heist planned for tonight. So I'd appreciate knowing the reason for this powwow."

"Oh Roman, It's adorable that you think you have the right to question me." Oh yeah, there was the bitch he'd met before. This was still her club so he let her keep speaking for the moment, but he made sure to wipe the leftover seed and saliva from his cock off onto Cinder's forehead and cheek. "I called you hear to introduce you to our newest associate."

"Hey." He said simply, nodding to the ginger while his eyes ran over the other two females. Both of them were younger than Cinder, a bit more glowing with the prime of their life. That also meant their bodies weren't quite as developed. The verdette especially had handfuls both above and below, but nothing to write home about. The small one had big jugs, but that might have just been she had normal sized boobs on a tiny body and it made them look bigger than they really were.

He was met by suspicious looks for a few moments, before being dismissed almost entirely by the whole lot, only the little midget lingering on him. Ginger bowler hat talked some more and Cinder kept pretending she wasn't leaking cum from the mouth, and he gently stroked himself as he considered the people in front of him. Cinder was his plaything, pure and simple, and these new two looked good enough as well. But was this really the limit of his predilections? When given the power to go for whatever woman in the world he wanted, would he really be slaked with three?

For now, yes. Later? Fuck no.

Still he actually paid attention to Cinder's plan for a little bit as she repeated it for his benefit, making a few changes to it now she had him to work with as well as the rest. Gather dust, prepare to use it. White Fang help. Vytal Festival.... wait what was that bit?

"Repeat that bit." He ordered, and Cinder gave him a look of complete contempt before doing so.

"The plan remains the same. When the Vytal Festival comes Neo shall join myself, Emerald and Mercury as a Mistrali team coming to take part, and using that in we'll be able to scout out-"

"Yeah. That's what I thought you said. Well there's been a change of plans." He said casually, grabbing her by the buttocks with one hand and her shoulder with the other, leaning her forwards over the table. "The team is going to be me and you three bitches." Cinder immediately began to object, but she was silenced by the loud sound of her dress tearing as he ripped it open to give him better access.

"Now keep going." He ordered even as he began to line himself up. "There are a few parts of this plan that need adjusting. You just keep talking and whenever I do this." He said, thrusting into her tight cunt in a single go, ploughing almost balls deep into her from the start. "You know it is time to stop and listen to what I have to say."

"You're a grown Huntsman! You'll never be able to get away with pretending to be a student!"

"Ah ah ah." He said, giving her a sharp spank. "Normal remember. You leave blending in to me."