Making Doubly Sure

Glynda's mind was beyond numb. It was almost at the breaking point.

When she crashed down Cardin's massive meatpole, there was a brief moment where she could see the smug smile on Cardin's handsome face before she whipped her head back as the surge of euphoria erupted from her loins. Eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out through a silent scream, her body was rocked by her orgasm as Cardin's massive cock filled the entirety of her womb, her cum gushed forth and drench both Cardin and the sofa below. When she was about to topple over, he grabbed her head and brought her lips to his.

As their tongues coiled against one another, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he bucked his hips against hers. "Your cock is amazing, Cardin," she whispered huskily, "I do not think I could be satisfied unless it's you inside me!" She mewled as she was rocked by another orgasm. As her tight hole continued to be stretched, her memories of her past trysts were disappearing, being burned by the hot pleasure of Cardin's meat.

Glynda was being broken, and Cardin, in victorious vigor, grabbed her thick hips and rammed his cock harder into the mewling quim. She rode him and met his thrusts as he magically stretched her pussy to take the shape of his cock. Cardin did not miss a beat even as he stood up, and with Glynda wrapped around his cock, grabbed her slender waist and fuck her effortlessly like a living cocksleeve. He thrust into her with every step as they slowly made their way closer to one of the large glass doors that surrounded the penthouse.

While he did already have a good foundation inside her mind, Cardin had to make doubly sure. She was a veteran Huntress and that alone is enough to not be careless. Right now, she was at her most ****, lost in her lust for him. He needs to use his aura wisely and strike whenever the opportunity presents itself. Cuckold was not around, so he can't rely on replenishing his aura.

Plus, Glynda has the least if none at all romantic involvement towards the blonde cuck. Shame, Cardin thought, she was the one that had the power to protect him in the academy. Because now, she is the easiest to turn against him.

"Wa-wait! Someone might see us!" She tried to plead but with her impaled on Cardin's cock, it only sounded demure.

"See what? That THE Glynda Goodwitch is getting fucked in a penthouse? The most respected Headmistress of Beacon Academy? That lady?" He smirked, "the most they will see if a whore getting fucked." When Glynda's grip on his cock tightened, he knew he struck a nerve.

The penthouse had a rather spacious outdoor area with a pool and other amenities. It was fortunate that the building was one of the tallest in Vale, lest they see the Headmistress of Beacon getting railed by one of her students. The cold evening air sent goosebumps along her skin yet it paled in comparison to the heat from Cardin's actions. Both of them were naked, with her bent before the handrail that gave a magnificent view of the city while her stud took her from behind.

"Would you go back to those other losers that fuck you?" Cardin asked as he lifted her hips towards his member.

"No! Never! I can't go back to them now!" Glynda screamed as her legs quivered when Cardin filled her pussy once more, her pussy juice squirted and drenched her lover. "Your massive cock has ruined me for lesser men!"

Due to their difference in height, her ass is raised above her head, their juices rolled down towards her stomach and breasts which bounced about as Cardin railed her from behind. His massive size was enough to lift her when he pushed it inside and penetrated her cervix to slam into her poor uterus, every thrust weakened her resolve and strengthened her desire for him to fill her up with cum. Despite her pathetic protest, there was some part of Glynda that was disappointed that no one seemed to have noticed her and her paramour, since there were a few buildings about as tall as the penthouse.

"After all these years, you're still fucking tight!" Cardin grunted as he rammed into her with increasing ****, "I thought Ozpin would have loosened up this hole by now!"

"He didn't! He couldn't!" Glynda shouted as she gripped the railing. She could barely maintain her footing, with Cardin's grip almost keeping her suspended in mid-air. "We barely became intimate, and he never once took the initiative!" As Cardin steadily invaded her mind, her memories of her past trysts became distorted, corrupted.

Neither Ozpin nor Jaune fulfilled her, both could not come close to the pleasure Cardin was engraving to her very being. "Jaune as well! He was too much of a coward! He never tried to take control!" Both of them have always treated her like a fragile thing that needed to be asked if she was feeling something from them. "I wanted... I wanted..."

"You want to beg," Cardin whispered as his animalistic thrusts suddenly became tamer. "You want to be taken, tamed, and dominated, but those losers were cowards, right?" His voice penetrated through her defenses, her mind and her heart yearned to be told what they were trying to deny. Cardin's member halted, but he kept his cock inside her, unmoving yet pushing against her. "You want to serve, yet you only saw peasants." She tried to fuck herself on his cock but he held her firm. "You want to submit to a man that will take control of your needs. A man that you could worship."

"Ple-please! Keep fucking me!" she yelled uncaring into the night sky. She was so close, so close to the sensation she was being denied. "N-NO! Please!" Her cries fell on deaf ears when she felt him slowly withdrew from her quivering folds, felt the pleasure leave her starved depths. She tried to move, but his powerful grip kept her from doing so. Her legs collapsed underneath her when the thick shaft that kept her tethered to him disappeared. She tried to pleasure herself, but alas, she unknowingly relinquished that luxury earlier.

"Would you do anything I say, no matter what, where, and when?"

"Yes! Yes! I already told you that I will!" She said as she hunched over while her fingers teased her dripping folds, unable to reach a single orgasm. "I need your cock! Please!"

No other man has made her beg for sexual release nor made her care about his needs before hers. The man before her had not reached his orgasm, yet he was able to give her more than what her previous trysts provided.

Cardin stood before her, arms crossed while his cock dripped with her juices. As she watched the hypnotic throbbing of his member, she was finally struck with an epiphany.

He was no longer her student, but her master.

He was no longer a mere tool for her pleasure, but now her owner.

No longer a man, but a god.

"Pledge yourself to me. Worship me."

Slowly, she crawled towards him, an action she once saw degrading now filled her with contentment. When she reached his feet, she rose until her head was just below his godhood.

"I, Glynda Goodwitch, pledge myself to be Cardin's slut, his cumrag, and his sex ****. I offer my body to serve him and his godly cock, and let him enjoy it as he pleases. His wish, my command. His will, my mission. His desire, my goal. His vision, my purpose." She planted small kisses along his shaft, her lipstick mark decorated the pulsing member and its green intricate design that glowed softly before her eyes. "I vow to worship you," she spoke directly to Cardin's member. Her lips found their way to his cantaloupe-sized balls and treated them with adoration. Its thick musk and delicious taste sent chills down her spine. "I vow to cherish your superior taste and gifts, to shower you with my love and adoration as you use my body for your pleasure. Ravage my womanhood and mold me to your liking. I am yours forever." She sealed her vow and fate with a kiss, one reserved for her would-be groom, directly to its cock-slit.

As soon as Glynda sealed her vow with a kiss, a light emanated from her stomach. It took the shape of a stylized heart that shined with a pink glow that gleamed brightly before it softened into a faint shimmer. Cardin noticed it and was confused. He did not recall adding that function before he stared at his family's ring. It did burn, that's for sure, and he felt his aura diminished, but that's normal whenever he uses its power, so what could have caused it?

Cardin had never tried going too far in molding a psyche before, but a part of him wanted to try what he can do at the woman that is currently worshipping his member. Besides the crotch mark that she now had, there weren't any noticeable changes physically. Mentally, however, Glynda was beginning to rival Weiss and Ruby's fervor, the lady before him now very hungry for him. It took both girls multiple sessions to get to that level, yet Glynda seemed to be on it immediately.

Setting the questions aside, he still has business to attend to. He could go to finding out when he's rested and full of aura. "Stand up and turn around, Glynda," he said without the ring's power. She immediately followed with added fervor, her hands spread open her buttcheeks to reveal her dripping pussy.

"Your cock is so massive, Cardin..." As his member slowly entered Glynda's lower lips, her reservations disappeared, replaced by unbridled lust. There was no point to hide it. Cardin was her superior, and his heavenly cock has made her a devoted servant. No other man could stretch her out as much as him. Even her cervix was no match for it as it penetrated into her womb where her eggs were, unbeknownst to both of them, are multiplying.

"I'm curious," he wrapped his massive arms around her, one mauled her bountiful tits while the other around her throat. "Why is Cucky still in Beacon even when both you and Ozpin know that he is a fraud?"

"It was Ozpin's idea! That man gave assurances that that dolt would improve over time! We even had to turn down a promising student because we already filled the quota with that idiot!" Despite her moans, contempt made its way to her lips and mind. "That cuck brought me headaches lately, more so because of his sexual performance as of late!"

"It seems that Jaune Arc has brought you nothing but trouble, huh?" Cardin mused aloud, "he is a thorn at your side and a nuisance." If the ring cannot make someone love him, what if it could make someone hate another? "Would you kick Jaune out of Beacon if I ask you to?" She did not reply immediately as moans escaped her lips.

"Ye-yes! Of course!" She stammered, "the academy's reputation would have been tarnished if word got out that any failure can forge documents to get in! I even thought of getting rid of him quietly lest there be a leak about the incident!" Another orgasm struck her like a lightning bolt, which caused Cardin to stop as he held onto her as her body spasmed. "Just... just say the word... and his deserved punishment shall be dealt..."

The massive stud turned her to face him and effortlessly carried his newest blonde plaything in his arms, his cock still buried deep inside. "I'll keep that in mind." They moved to one of the poolside daybeds, its first use being a host to Glynda's submission. "Speaking of what that Cuck deserves, do you think he deserves to have his harem?" He asked as they gently laid on the bed while Glynda rode him.

"No, he doesn't." She bit her lip and moaned. "That pathetic Cuckold is foolish, annoying, and a failure. Ozpin made a mistake stating him as a team leader despite Nikos being the prime choice for the role." Cardin's rough handling alternate with tender caresses only heightened her lust. "Harems are for powerful men." She rode him slowly, her soft hands roamed his muscular body, squeezing and pressing against the hard muscles. "Women to conquer," she planted her lips on his pectorals, "to own," another one near his neck, "and to breed." She moved towards his lips only to be intercepted as their lips parted and their tongues danced around each other. "The younger girls held a belief that what they experienced with that cuckold was enough, but with you, they can achieve satisfaction so much better."

"Teach them then." Cardin grabbed Glynda's pert bottom and like a crocodile that had its prey, spun her around until her back was on the cushion, "_teach them the ways on how to pleasure a man. A real man fitting to be their lover, their master, like the man before you now." _He drilled his words into her mind just as he hammered into her, her legs high into the air as his body crush hers underneath. "Those two sluts I own will help you. Be subtle as you reeducate those other girls to this happiness you're experiencing right now."

"Yes, I will! I will!" Glynda shrieked as she tried to wrap her legs around Cardin's herculean frame.

A roar and a powerful thrust from Cardin came before a torrent of his precious, life-giving sperm flooded her womb, which caused a thunderous orgasm of her own. Within the first few seconds, she can almost feel her belly bloating as wave after wave filled her with warmth and bliss. With Cardin's size and how tight her pussy was stretched, not one dropped spilled, until he himself pulled out. She was able to stop the flow just in time to see jets of cum land unto her pregnant-looking body. By the time he was done, she was soaked from head to toe with his seed which she immediately scooped clean into her mouth.

"Now, who do you belong to?" Cardin asked as he presents his member, soaked with his and her juices.

With difficulty, she stood up, and with one final kiss, she said, "I belong to you."