Dance for him

"Well, it would be a shame to have you in those belly dancer uniforms and skip out on making you dance, wouldn't it?" He said

"You got it, Master!" Yang chirped as she started to roll her stomach and shimmy her hips. Pyrrha, meanwhile, went red in the face.

"D-d-dance?" She stammered "I don't have much experience with dancing Master.. I um..."

"DANCE SLUT!" Yang boomed as she smacked Pyrrha on the ass, eliciting an "EEP!" from her as she got into gear, beginning to try to mimic Yang's motions.

Yang danced like a pro. Her stomach sensually bumping and rolling, her hands gracefully twirling above her head, and her ass playfully shaking side to side.

Pyrrha... Was slightly less graceful, due in no small part to her attempt to both watch and mimic Yang, but Jaune didn't care. The skill of the dance isn't what mattered.

What mattered was three-fold.

First, they were willing to do the dance. Abusing his control like this was always fun for him so long as his girls were only suffering embarrassment, as opposed to something serious.

Second, that he was enjoying the bodies of two practically naked girls

And third, that they were so passionate about making him happy that they went to such great lengths to try to make this as perfect as they could.

Jaune sat back, sipping on some coffee as he watched the two continue their dance, with Pyrrha getting progressively better as she learned, and Yang continuing to try to be the center of attention with her impressive moves - much like she usually does.