The next day

Today was team RWBY's first real day of class since joining Valoress. To the surprise of no one, waking up early still wasn't any easy; especially for Weiss and Ruby who hadn't wanted to leave the comfort of their shared bed. Still, they'd eventually managed and joined their friends at breakfast. Blake and Yang had given them knowing smiles. Like yesterday, they sat with JNPR, as well as Neo and Emerald. They had a quiet breakfast, then went to their first class of the day: History.

Nothing happened in history; unless you considered Yang growing increasingly nervous at the thought of their next class: Combat class.

For Yang, history had passed in a blur. She hadn't heard a single word that Oobleck had yelled as he darted around the room in his typical fashion. Even as they ate lunch, Yang couldn't focus on anything beyond the forfeit she was about to suffer. It didn't help that the entire time they ate, Cinder had stared at her with a malicious grin. Cinder was looking forward to Yang's total humiliation.

Her grin pissed Yang off. Yang nearly started a fight right there in the cafeteria over her. Cinder had looked ecstatic at the chance. Thankfully, Ruby had stopped Yang from going any further by reminding her that her anger was exactly why she ended up like this in the first place.

'How dare she look at me like that! I'll show her!' Yang thought to herself in anger at the sight of Cinder's smug expression. Yang was already plotting her ****, but didn't know what it would look like. Ruby saved her again, this time though, her advice was something she had said last night that Yang just remembered:

"Well think about it this way! You don't have to shower in the men's locker room, you get to." Ruby had said to her. It was just a subtle word change, a slight change in perspective, but it was causing an idea to brew in Yang's mind. Who said she had to treat this like a punishment?

All Yang had to do was shower. While she was sure that would entail a lot of wandering hands, who said Yang couldn't have fun with it? As much as Yang had flushed at Ruby's jokes about finding out what their male classmates were packing, Yang was curious. If she could sate that curiosity and leave Cinder disappointed, that would be a successful day, right?

Yang made up her mind. She was Yang Xiao Long damnit! She was a thrill seeker! A badass! There was no way that she would go down easy. If Cinder expected her to be so easily humiliated, she had another thing coming!

Combat class had passed by in a blur. Yang was thankful for the opportunity to take out her frustration on her male opponent. Cardin had a large frame but the attitude of a man angry with his tiny cock. Yang looked forward to seeing if her theory was correct. The moment class ended, Yang had made a show of not even needing to shower after Cardin's best efforts, and walked down the hallway towards class. She was the only one who didn't stick around to shower. She had left in such a hurry, so that she could begin her plan just as the guys were entering the shower.

Yang went into one of the small women's bathrooms on her way back to their room. She picked out the largest stall and shut herself inside. She dropped her back pack, changed out of her combat outfit and into her generic Beacon uniform. Next, she pulled out the small mask that would be saving her reputation. After sending a quick text to Ruby explaining where to collect her stuff, Yang walked out of the stall.

Looking into the mirror, a generic brunette stared back at her with brown eyes. Her outfit was no less generic, considering she was wearing a Beacon uniform. Yang looked generic in every where. She meant no offense to brunettes, but the mask literally was designed to make the user look as forgettable as possible. It even went so far as to somehow change her facial structure. She was still pretty, but forgettable. If anyone reported her to the authorities, they would be trying to find a needle in a haystack.

'Ah yes, she had the most common hair and eye color on Remnant, an average face, and exceptional tits. Can you find her?' Yang laughed at the very idea of it.

Now that her outfit was complete, Yang had no more time to waste. With her anonymous disguise fueling her confidence, Yang steeled her nerves and walked towards the locker rooms.

Yang entered the boy's locker room with a flushed face but a determined expression. Cinder had been waiting outside; watching to ensure Yang kept their deal. She and Yang had locked eyes in a battle of willpower as Yang had opened the locker room door and stepped inside. Yang couldn't wait to wipe the smirk off her face.

Now that she was in the room, she could hear the showers running and the sound of guys heckling each other in the background. Perfect. The smell of body spray really was a thing huh? Yang always assumed it was just a rumor.

Yang quickly found a locker and stripped off her outfit. She had no time to be embarrassed. She stuffed it carefully inside and hurried over to the end of the locker room where the shower room was. Yang stopped just before rounding the corner. It was now or never; Yang took a deep breath then rounded the corner, exposing herself to the men inside.

It took all of two seconds for the noise to die, as a room full of hormonal guys noticed the presence of this stacked woman.

"Room for one more?" Yang asked cheekily. Every one of the 15 or so males in the room turned towards her, mouths agape at the sight of a naked woman standing before them. Their appreciative gazes only filled Yang with more confidence. She was the one in charge here; if they wanted to cop a feel, they'd better obey. She strode into the center of the room, lightly shoved a guy to the side and stole his shower head.

"What the fuck?!" Cardin yelled in confusion. Yang didn't pay him any mind and continued to massage her scalp under the warm water. She hadn't brought any soap, but that was fine. Her hair routine was best saved for a normal shower anyway.

"Not that I mind or anything, but why are you in here?" Jaune asked. Yang turned towards him and saw that he was still covering his package with his hand. Shame. Yang had been looking forward to gossiping with Pyrrha and Ruby about him. Oh well. If he didn't want to be seen, Yang would respect his privacy. She was kind of intruding after all.

"Do you have a problem with it? Can't a girl just shower naked in the men's room?" Yang asked sarcastically.

"Well I'm certainly not gonna complain." Someone had said. It got grunts of approval from the other occupants of the shower, "One of your friends put you up to this?" Another guy asked, his voice tinged by a disgusting amount of testosterone. They were clearly appreciative of the shameless girl who had just joined them, but skeptical. She couldn't blame them for that. Hopefully, the truth would settle them down and make them more flexible.

"You caught me, this all on a dare. Thank you for your help by the way." Yang looked towards the group of guys again. She bit her lip at what she was seeing. Some of them hadn't bothered to cover. This was a school for huntsmen and it showed. They all had muscular figures, even the lean ones. All of them were hard as a rock, even the ones she couldn't see, she was sure. Yang was really appreciating what she was seeing, just as much as she knew they were appreciating her. They'd better, considering Yang hadn't even bothered to cover herself.

'I do kind of owe them, don't I?' Yang thought to herself. She was being kind of selfish, wasn't she? Working these poor huntsmen up, just to leave them hanging (and oh boy were some of them hanging).

"I'll tell you what, I do kind of owe you for leaving you in such a stiff situation. How about we make a deal?" Yang offered.

"What kind of deal are you talking about?" Cardin asked cockily.

"You guys have to agree on whoever has the biggest cock between you." Yang started. At her words, the other men in the showers began arguing. There would be no way that a cock-measuring contest wouldn't turn into a fight. Fortunately, Yang wasn't done.

"Hey, I wasn't finished yet. This is going to be a team sport after all. Here's the kicker, you'd better choose someone huge, because I'm going to be sucking their cock. If I can't take them to the base, then you guys get to play with these~," Yang brought her hands sensually to her breasts and gently kneaded them, "In fact, you can touch me and yourselves all you want. No going inside though. I'll even let you finish all over me, if you have the balls." Yang challenged.

"And if we lose?" Someone asked. Yang was impressed, she didn't expect anyone to actually consider the consequences if they lost. As much as Yang liked the idea of making the guys 'play' with each other for losing, they'd never go for it. Yang had a better idea anyway.

"When you lose, you all have to stand on the outside of the shower, facing the walls, and listen to me enjoy my shower." Yang made her stakes known. The guys quickly gathered into a group and debated Yang's bet. It didn't take long.

"We accept." Cardin answered. Yang wasn't at all surprised.

"Alright. And I suppose I should get on my knees for you, champion?" Yang said, barely resisting the urge to roll her eyes. She looked down between his legs. To his credit, Cardin was just average. Considering average was already punching above what he deserved, Yang would have to give him that. She almost hoped he'd say yes. Not out of any particular desire to suck his cock, but because she could definitely handle that. She'd love to see him catch an endless amount of shit for being the guy who cost them a golden opportunity for some titties.

Cardin looked angry but determined to win, "As fun as that sounds, for the good of the team, I've decided to step down. Jaune, come win us some titties."

Yang's eyes went wide and she turned towards her friend. He had been quiet for most of the time. Yang hadn't been able to get a glimpse at the goods through his hands. Was he really...? Jaune walked over with an embarrassed expression, still covering his family jewels.

"Really? Huh, I would've never guessed. Come on, let me see what I'm working with." Yang pulled off a towel from the shelf and threw it onto the floor to protect her knees, then slowly sunk to them. She gestured him closer with her finger and he slowly stepped closer. Despite apparently possessing the biggest cock in the freshmen class, he still walked without confidence. Once he got close enough, Yang took the initiative and pulled away his hands. Yang gasped as she was slapped in the face by an incredible dick.

He wasn't unrealistically big, but at 9 inches long and thick, Yang had her hands full--her mouth certainly would be too.

'Holy shit! Pyrrha's going to be a lucky girl if she ever makes a move. Although she'd better do it quick, if Neo finds out about this, on top of his ability to actually understand her signing.'

Yang wasn't back down from a challenge, even if that challenge was a slab of man meat covering her entire face. Yang took him into her hands and slowly got a feel for him. She stared at him in awe as her hand just barely managed to wrap around his entire length. Yang knew she'd lost. She could barely take her ~6 inch dildo, this was on a different level. Still, she had kind of assumed that would be the case. Yang certainly wasn't going to give up without a fight. She planted a single kiss on his leaking tip, then opened her mouth as far as it would go.

She managed to take the head between her lips without having to stretch her jaw uncomfortably wide. It was a good start, but she still had a long way to go. She took a deep breath and pushed forward as far as she could. Her eyes went wide as she felt him hit the back of her mouth with four inches still remaining outside her warmth. She tried bobbing her head but that only allowed her to take another inch. Yang was struggling and her audience knew it. She could hear their hopeful cheers in the background, and they only made her want to win more.

Yang had to change her technique. She relaxed her throat and willed Jaune to go even deeper. It was an incredibly foreign feeling, a warm shaft sliding down the depths of her throat. The tension in her throat only made the gazes on her body feel even hotter. She was kneeling naked in the men's showers, dick down her throat, and she felt like an absolute whore. Yang let her eyes flutter open, afraid to see how much dick she was leaving unsucked. An inch. Maybe. That was all Yang was leaving on the table, but she knew it would never happen. She was at her absolute limit. It was close, but unless Yang could plant a kiss on his balls, it would be her loss.

Yang pulled off his cock with a wet noise, "f-fuck, there's no way!"

"Does that mean your giving up?" Someone asked in the background. Yang bit her lip. She could totally give it another shot, but was there a point? If she looked like the definition of a whore now, repeatedly sucking his cock with the same result would make her look like an insane whore. Yang sighed but nodded.

Cheers erupted in the locker room at Yang's surrender. Immediately, the other guys began swarming them. Yang wasn't sure who was getting more attention: Yang's boobs or Jaune's open palm. Considering the amount of high fives going around, she would have to concede that battle too.

'Hehe, looks like I just solved JNPR's little bullying problem while I'm at it. I am pretty fucking awesome, aren't I?' Yang congratulated herself on a well earned victory, although it technically had come from a loss.

The guys began taking stock of their conquest the moment the verdict had rang out. Yang gasped as she felt hands of all different varieties begin feeling up her breasts. Some of them were rough, some of them soft and exploratory, but all of them were getting their feel. Yang yelped as she felt herself get picked up roughly from behind. They were carrying her?

"H-Hey!" She protested. Yang understood what their plan was the moment she felt herself be carried out of the shower area and placed gently onto a long bench. Immediately, Yang felt much more **** than she had while standing in the showers. In there, she had felt powerful and in control. Now she was laying on her back, hands groping every inch of skin, and at the perfect height for them to take advantage of. She was positioned just beneath their dicks! Judging by the way many of them were jerking, they really were going to take Yang up on her offer! Yang moaned like a whore, partially from the thought of the upcoming bukkake, and partially because of the hand teasing her clit. At least they were obeying her 'no penetration' rule.

Yang didn't know how long she laid there. Being surrounding by attractive guys, all jerking themselves off to her, was nothing short of hypnotizing. Unfortunately, they all had class, and all good things had to come to an end. Yang smirked at her own joke, until it stopped being a joke when she felt the first load shoot against her lower half. Her hip got absolutely covered. That first load was akin to a starter gun and all the dominoes began falling. All Yang could do was close her eyes and feel every impact against her sensitive skin. She couldn't see, but there was a lot there.

"Open your fucking mouth!" Yang heard from a strained voice. Yang gulped, but did as she was told. She couldn't help the 'ahhhh' sound that came out of her mouth as she laid there, still with her eyes closed. She laid there, constantly expecting her face to finally be covered, but it never came. Yang laid there in immense disappointment, secretly hoping that one of the guys would be brave enough to claim her unmarked face. It hadn't happened yet. Yang could still hear grunts to her left though. She knew it wasn't over, but she took the risk of opening her eyes anyway.

Looking down, her lower body was completely covered in white; Yang didn't mind that, past needing to re-shower. A lot of the guys had left, probably after they had finished. She didn't know where Cardin had finished, but he was gone as well. Good. That just left Jaune and... Ren? Holy shit, she hadn't even noticed that they had both been flanking her face from the sides. Were they seriously the only ones left who could give Yang was she really wanted?

"I'm cumming!" She heard from her left. Jaune maybe? Sure enough, Yang felt herself get blasted with a load that would make porn stars jealous. No wonder he had seven siblings if that was a genetic trait. Mrs. Arc was a lucky woman. Yang had nearly forgotten about Ren, and he quickly remedied that. While Jaune managed to somehow cover her entire face, Ren had precision in spades. Every drop of his respectable load landed on her tongue. Nora must have a preference for swallowing, because she had her man trained well. Surprisingly, he didn't taste bad at all. It must've been from all the health shakes he drank. Was that why he insisted on drinking them? That was definitely enough evidence to answer the question of whether or not him and Nora were banging.

Now that she could finally relax, Yang did so. She waved off her friends' offer to help her towards the showers. She still had to catch her breath and cool down a bit. Yang must've really lost track of time, because she heard the last guy leave the locker room before she even sat up. Yang bit her lip. She hadn't managed to cool down the fire burning between her legs. Yang had a horrible idea brewing, but she knew she couldn't resist it. She had the place to herself, didn't she?

Yang let her fingers find their way back to her clit. She had to take care of this. If another group of guys entered and saw her? She would take care of them too.

A few minutes later, Yang was toweling off outside of her locker. She had enjoyed a long shower out of necessity. Unfortunately, as fun as it had been to take their loads, cleaning them had been a different story. Thankfully, Yang had managed to scrub away all the evidence; with plenty of time to spare too! She flared her semblance to dry her hair and then threw on the rest of her uniform. Yang threw her towel in the bin and walked towards the door. She stopped for a second to listen for passing students. When she heard none, she pulled it open and stepped out into the hallway.

Yang's assumption of being alone had been wrong. While no students were passing by, one student in particular stood across from the door. Yang's lavender eyes found themselves in a stare down with smug golden ones. Cinder had her arms crossed and a face that screamed of being in charge. Cinder's smirk had been ecstatic with anticipation. She was expecting to see Yang's humiliated face. Maybe even some tears.

Yang wouldn't give that to her. She met Cinder's burning smirk with a genuine smile and kept walking. Yang turned too soon to see Cinder's expression fall into disappointment. She desperately wanted to turn and see, but that would kill the effect! Cool women did not look at explosions, and Cinder was certainly growing close to a total eruption. Yang giggled in her own head. Cinder could have her anger, Yang had a team to reunite with.

Blake sat down in Grimm Studies with Weiss and Ruby. Yang still hadn't managed to catch up and Blake was growing increasingly worried. Her dare was taking longer than they'd discussed. Despite their worries about Yang, while they'd been safe in the women's locker room, the three of them had made plenty of jokes at Yang's expense. Still, Blake knew they were both worried about the blonde; although, they probably didn't need to be. Yang was strong, far stronger than Blake ever could be. She would be fine.

In an attempt to pass the time before class, Blake looked around the classroom. JNPR had sad down a few minutes after them. Jaune was having an unusual day, to say the least. Blake didn't have a problem with the guy, but it was becoming obvious that Cardin was bullying him. It was getting bad enough that even Blake was tempted to step in. Cardin was an asshole and a racist; Blake would relish the chance to kick his ass.

Blake couldn't stand Cardin, but his reputation as a jerk made him predictable. Nothing he had done since initiation had surprised her; even the bullying. His predictability was exactly why Blake was so shocked at what she was seeing. His actions baffled her. Instead of teasing Jaune, Cardin fist bumped him on the way past. Blake watched JNPR tense up, only to be just as confused as she at what he actually did.

"My man Jaune! The hero of our age!" Cardin said dramatically, but genuinely, and continued walking. His team repeated his actions as they walked by, seemingly all of them were there to lay praise at the blonde's feet. Blake was baffled, so were Pyrrha and Nora. How the hell did Jaune managed to gain so much respect in a day?

She looked towards her teammates hoping to ask their opinions, but the pair was off in their own world. Ruby and Weiss had been together a lot in these last few days. Was something happening between them, or was it just a result of their intimate way of sleeping? A selfish part of Blake hoped that if they did get together, they would still have room for her. If they didn't though, Blake would have to accept that. It would be her fault anyway, she had been the one who suggested the forfeit to Weiss before her match with Ruby.

Blake's thoughts were interrupted by a shiver as she felt the uncomfortable chill of being watched. She brought her gaze up and looked around the room. Her amber eyes managed to catch a pair of pink and brown heterochromatic eyes before they could look away. Now that she was caught, Neo didn't bother looking away, instead choosing to lock eyes with Blake.

'What is her problem today? She was staring at me in the locker room too.' Blake thought. She was beginning to feel chills from her gaze, 'She did promise that she'd get ****!' Blake went ice cold. Had the ice cream girl already done something? That was deeply unsettling, but Blake would have to investigate at a later time. Yang had just sat down next to her.

"Oh hey, Yang. How'd it go?" Ruby asked, bringing Blake's attention back to her own team.

"Ehhh, it went exactly as you'd expect. It was embarrassing, but thankfully no one recognized me. Thankfully, I didn't drop the soap." Yang joked. Blake raised an eyebrow at Yang's answer. Something seemed off with her. She'd have to ask her about it later. Fortunately for Yang's sake, Ruby seemed satisfied with that answer. Port chose that moment to begin class.

The first few minutes of class passed like normal; Weiss and Blake usually took detailed notes, but a lot of Port's stories were just useless details. The quality of their notes always degraded as time went on, to the point that Blake was deeply considering smuggling in a novel. Surprisingly, Ruby always listened ravenously. She didn't take notes, but Blake had no doubt the brunette remembered every useful word spoken. Yang usually zoned out and today was no exception.

It was in the middle of a story about how Port had defeated a Goliath with a spoon (by shoving it into it's weak spot behind the shoulder; the location of which Blake wrote down) that Blake felt Neo's gaze again. She looked up and saw that Neo had returned her expression to a dangerous smirk. Blake felt exposed and couldn't help but shiver. Blake felt a sense of total dread as she saw Neo daintily pointing her finger downward. Blake carefully followed her pointing.

Blake went rigid as she saw what Neo was gesturing towards: Blake was completely bottomless. Neither the skirt nor the panties she'd put on in the locker room were covering her pale legs, nor her shaved slit. Blake panicked and quickly crossed her legs. She frantically looked to her sides at her teammates: Weiss was adorably passed out on Ruby's shoulder, Ruby was hanging on Port's every word, and Yang had her head pressed against her arm on the desk, also asleep. Blake looked back towards Neo. She held up her black scroll and gestured to it. Blake discretely opened her own and found a text from Neo:

'xD'

Blake rolled her eyes and sent her reply, 'How did you even do this? Give them back, please.'

Neo shook her head and sent another reply, 'u didn't bother putting on pants after combat class. kind of slutty if u ask me~'

Her semblance. Blake had definitely gotten fully dressed earlier. Despite recent events, her teammates would've never let her walk out of the locker room half naked. Neo's semblance must've replaced her bottoms with an illusion.

'You used your semblance on me.'

'pretty realistic huh?'

That was an understatement. She had no idea Neo's semblance could be so deceiving, especially against her own skin. In hindsight, she might've been able to notice the lack of contact. Still, it was a skirt! It wasn't supposed to make much contact anyway. Blake could hardly be blamed for not noticing its absence, when she had still felt herself being covered.

'What do you want?' Blake texted. Neo smiled.

'now we're getting somewhere. like I said after our fight, i'm not holding that against u, but I still want ****. this is it. if u want ur clothes back, u'll have to earn them.'

That was exactly what Blake was afraid of. She feared what her rival would demand from her, now that she had her in the perfect trap. Still, fear would do nothing for her; whether or not she planned to agree, Blake had to at least know what Neo's demands were.

'How do I earn them back?' Blake asked as blunt as she possibly could. If she continued to dance around Neo's words, class would come to an end and Blake would be walking out bottomless. She had to avoid that at all costs.

'i'll give them back if u put on a show' Neo asked vaguely. Blake was getting frustrated.

'What. Do. You. Want. Exactly?' Blake asked. This conversation was becoming just as frustrating as her actual fight with Neo had been.

'ur no fun. fine. i'll give ur clothes back once u make urself cum. deal?'

Blake went pale. So that was what Neo was playing for. She was trying to **** her to make a choice: Put on a show for her, or be stuck bottomless in class. Neo drove a hard bargain; it was hardly a choice at all.

'What's to stop me from just telling my teammates and having them deal with you?' Blake asked, testing how deeply Neo had planned this out. Judging by her wicked smile, Neo's plan ran deep.

'who says it was just ur bottoms?' Neo replied. Blake looked down at her chest just in time to see her outfit flash entirely out of existence for a split second. Neo was telling the truth.

'see? i'm not sure I'd try testing me again, even if ur willing to show off. u never know if my illusions affect multiple people?' Neo taunted again. Blake paled even further at the thought. Would Neo really have brought her teammates into this? Was Ruby's skirt just an illusion? Was Weiss actually topless? Blake couldn't take that chance, even if only to avoid Ruby's "I told you so!" as they ran naked out of the classroom, arms crossed over their privates.

'Fine. Give me your word as a club member that if I orgasm, you'll make sure my team and I are completely dressed until we make it back to the dorm.' Blake refused to leave any room for Neo to abandon their deal once she'd finished her end of the bargain.

'I swear it. If I'm lying, u and ur team can give me any forfeit. do this and we're even.' Neo sent her final reply. She signaled that she was done negotiating by setting her scroll down and leaning back, like she was at a movie theater about to enjoy a show. Blake supposed that wasn't too far from the truth. Blake sighed and leaned back herself. It was time to follow through on her word.

The weight of their deal was beginning to crash into Blake. Was she really about to touch herself in the middle of class? Blake knew she didn't have a choice. She could at least hide an orgasm, being bottomless would stand out much more.

Blake slowly brought her hand to her pussy. She ran her palm across and instantly knew this wouldn't take long. She was soaked. As tormenting as it sometimes was, it didn't take much to get her aroused.

Once she'd became of age, her mom immediately agreed to take Blake in for a birth control implant. She and Adam weren't that serious at the time, but her mother had joked about faunus genes making abstinence impossible. Of course, Blake had been embarrassed as hell asking, but now she was grateful for such an understanding mother.

Sure enough, her mom had been right. Blake never found it difficult to get aroused, at all. As long as it was with the right person, of course. After the first time she and Adam had intimate, it was like a dam had broke. Suddenly, even the slightest mention of sex around him would have her dripping. Their first time had quickly turned into dozens of secret rendezvouses which always ended with Blake leaving on shaky legs. She missed those days--missed him-- but neither they nor him would ever return.

Blake was blessed to be able to orgasm almost as easily as she could be aroused. She hadn't been lying to Weiss yesterday, after seeing her bring Ruby to a screaming finish, Blake had been drenched. She had been **** to immediately go take a shower, even though it clearly revealed that she'd been watching. It was worth it, or she would've been horny all day. Hell, she still had been left a bit unsatisfied. Her three orgasms could have easily been more if she'd had the time.

During yesterday morning's show, Weiss had a very different technique than Blake preferred. Weiss' technique was all about teasing Ruby's clit. She never put fingers inside. Her gentle rubbing had been elegant, efficient, and very fitting for Weiss. When Blake had touched herself in the shower after watching them, she'd mimicked it. Pretending that it was Weiss touching her had quickly brought her to the edge, but it wouldn't work here. As much as she'd enjoyed pretending the touch was Weiss' instead of her own, it wasn't what she needed. Blake needed to cum quick and subtly; there was no better way to do that than how she was most comfortable.

Blake **** her fist tightly against her lips to muffle herself for what she was about to do. She gently coated her fingers in her arousal, then slipped them inside. They slipped inside her with ease and Blake barely stifled a moan. The relief Blake felt was immense. It was like she had finally found relief after being worked up and teased all day! She hadn't even realized she'd become so aroused. It was fast, even for her.

'Is it because I'm in public? The risk?' Blake asked herself. The reminder of where she was sent lightning through her loins and she barely stopped herself from lurching forward. She looked towards her teammates, hoping they didn't notice. On her left, Weiss was still sleeping peacefully. On her right, Yang was lightly snoring. Ruby, thankfully, was still paying her zero mind from her spot on Weiss' left. Perfect. Hopefully, they would stay that way, because Blake was close.

Judging by the smug look on Neo's face, she knew it too. Her expression couldn't be read as anything other then 'Already?'. Blake wished she had some way to gain the upper hand on the mute girl, but there was nothing. Neo had trapped her perfectly and **** Blake to play along. It really was the worst kind of ****, she was showing Blake who was in charge without ever lifting a finger.

Accepting her defeat, Blake curled her fingers upwards, brushing a certain spot. She knew exactly what doing so would bring. Blake felt lightning course through her body. More. She needed more. She was so close! Like she'd done dozens of times prior to this, Blake grazed her palm against her clit and nearly blacked out from the pleasure. The circumstances she found herself in amplified every ounce of pleasure she felt. Her vision exploded into stars and she lost all awareness. If she hadn't muffled herself, Blake would surely have screamed.

Blake wasn't sure how long she drifted in her state of post-orgasm bliss, but it didn't matter. When finally regained awareness, her skirt had been replaced and she was completely covered again. Neo smiled genuinely at her, as if they were two business partners who had just signed a massive deal with each other. Blake supposed her metaphor wasn't far from the truth.

The rest of class passed in a blur. The moment the bell rang, Blake dragged her team out of the classroom.

"H-Hey! What's your problem Blake!" Ruby protested as she was dragged out of the classroom by the hand. Yang in a similar position as Ruby: being dragged by Blake's opposite hand. Weiss followed them, protesting just as loudly about Blake's lack of decorum.

"If you wanted a harem, you could have just asked!" Yang teased her partner. Blake flushed at the suggestion but didn't stop.

Finally, they returned to the cover of their room and Blake could finally breathe easily. Blake immediately threw off her 'uniform' and redressed into her casual clothes. Her teammates looked at her with bewildered eyes. They eventually shook their heads and followed Blake's suggestion; as weird as it was. Once they were all redressed in their casual clothes, they all turned towards Blake, expressions obviously demanding answers.

Blake winced at their faces and tried to bullshit an explanation. She didn't exactly want to reveal what had just taken place, but she also had to make sure her team got changed as well. Thankfully, their clothes had all been legit. Still, Blake couldn't take the chance that they hadn't been.

"Sorry, my uniform was really uncomfortable today..." Blake could see in their expressions that they didn't buy her odd excuse. Thankfully, she had a backup plan in mind.

"...And I wanted to spend time together? As a team." Blake said. She cringed at how her response sounded more like a question. She heard one of her teammates sigh.

"I guess we all have our moments. Fine, what did you have in mind?" Weiss said in a patronizing tone. Blake couldn't blame her.

"I thought we could get to know each other better?" Blake suggested. Judging by the way Ruby and Yang's eyes lit up, she had come up with a great idea.

"Oh I know! We don't have any homework due, how about we order pizza and play some games?" Ruby suggested.

"I'm good for pizza, but do we even any have games?" Blake asked. She really wasn't a fan of video games and she hadn't seen anyone stash away a board game somewhere.

Ruby and Yang exchanged a knowing look between sisters. Yang's smirk made Blake afraid that she had just made a huge mistake.

"Oh Blakey, you don't need anything for the games we were talking about. You did say you wanted to get to know each other." Yang sounded excited at her plans. Blake had an idea of what types of games they'd be playing. They'd certainly be revealing, but they would help them get to know each other. Still, Blake couldn't back out now.

"Fine, but if I'm playing, Weiss is too!"

Team RWBY ordered pizza. Despite Weiss' initial protests at it's healthiness, they'd demolished two pizza in the blink of an eye, exhausted after a long day of class. Like they'd promised, Ruby and Yang quickly began to explain the games they had in mind.

"Slumber party rules! Which means everyone needs to change into their pajamas!" Yang ordered. Blake and Weiss sighed, but changed out of their recently donned casual clothes anyway. Ruby donned the same outfit she'd worn at initiation. Weiss cut an elegant figure in her nightgown. Blake wore a dark grey yukata. Yang wore short shorts and a tank top. Once they changed, Ruby had them all sit in a circle on the floor.

"Now that that's done, we've gotta pick a game! I was thinking truth or dare, never have I ever, or spin the bottle. What do you guys think?" Ruby said.

"Can you explain the last two?" Weiss asked. She has of course heard about all three, but didn't know the exact rules. She'd really never even been to a slumber party, much less played games that were supposed to be 'revealing'.

"Oh, sure. I'll just explain them all, since they always have house rules anyway. For truth or dare, we'll go around the table. Once it's your turn, you spin the bottle; whoever it lands on has to choose between answering a question, or doing a dare."

"That sounds dangerous," Weiss looked towards Yang and saw a predatory grin, "What about the other two?"

"For spin the bottle, we have a thing we call 'Kiss Roulette'. Basically, it's a spinner with a ton of different places to kiss. There's also a chance of getting a dare. Once you spin the bottle and the roulette, you have to kiss whoever the bottle says, wherever the roulette says. There isn't really a winner or loser." Yang explained. True to her word, spin the bottle tended to be pretty low key. Only the dares tended to make people get too embarrassed after a while of playing.

"For never have I ever, we'll go around the circle. When it's your turn, you have to say something that you've never done. Anyone that has done that, has to take a penalty."

"Penalty?" Weiss asked, nervous about what that might look like.

"Usually you just have to take a drink of ****, but we don't have any. Instead, if you lose," Yang looked directly at Weiss with intense eyes, "You have to strip!"

Weiss flushed at the direct attention but nodded. If you had proposed this game a week ago, she would've said absolutely not. Now though, Weiss had already seen her teammates naked several times. They'd seen her just as often in return. The competitive side of Weiss liked the game, so she agreed.

"That's acceptable. I suppose that if you three wish to be naked so badly, I'll gladly give you the opportunity." Weiss said haughtily.

"You're on, Weiss!"

"I guess I'm fine with it too. I've got to ask though, what happens if you name an action that no one has done?" Blake asked.

"If no one else has done your action, than you have to take a penalty. Also, you're not allowed to be super specific. Like, you can't say 'Never have I ever been the heiress to the SDC', or something similar." Yang answered. Blake nodded.

"Awesome. Now, we've got to make sure we're playing with the same advantages, so everyone count how much clothing you're wearing."

"I've got three." Ruby answered.

"I've got two." Weiss noted.

"I'm the same as Ruby. What about you Blake?"

Blake flushed and looked to the side, "One." She answered. Yang blushed and nodded. Yang swallowed at the thought that Blake was completely naked under her yukata. It was so short!

"R-Right. So we'll have to do handicaps then. How about we go to four lives total? So Blake gets three handicaps, Weiss gets two, everyone else gets one?

"Sure. Are we out once we're completely naked, or is there something else we have to wager?" Blake asked, glad that they were evening the playing field for her.

"We usually just play until we're naked. The winner is obviously the last girl still dressed. Once you're out, you still have to answer questions, but you can't win anymore. Unless you had something in mind, of course." Ruby answered.

"Wait, you and Yang have played this before?" Weiss asked. Blake was thankful for the interruption, because she wanted a moment to think. She knew that in strip poker, if you lost again while you were naked, you usually had to masturbate before you were fully eliminated. Did Blake want to bring that here?

"Well duh. What else would we have done with our friends at slumber parties?" Yang asked, like Weiss was crazy for ever considering otherwise.

"Yang's right actually. We used to play this all the time with our friends from home and Signal." Ruby supported Yang's story. In the meantime, Blake made up her mind about having an additional penalty.

"I think we can skip having an additional penalty once you're already naked. I am curious though, what does the winner get?" Blake asked

Yang smiled, "Well back at home we always used the same punishment, you want to tell them about it, Ruby?"

Ruby blushed slightly and nodded, "Whenever we hung out at our place in the Summer, we used to always sneak out and go hang out at this little private beach and swim. Our penalty was that only the winner could actually wear her swimsuit. Everyone else had to leave their clothes in the room and bring only a towel!" Ruby said, clearly enjoying recalling the memories.

"As fun as that sounds, I don't think that'll work for us tonight." Weiss said. Yang and Ruby didn't disagree. Beacon wasn't on an island like Patch and there certainly were no nearby beaches they knew of.

"Still, we should decide on something now. How about we keep it light? It's been a long week." Ruby suggested. No one on her team could disagree.

"How about the losers have to pose for a photo?" Blake suggested. She liked the idea of having something to 'reflect' on this night. It totally wasn't perverted at all!

"I'd rather not!" Weiss said with an embarrassed tone. Blake wasn't too surprised, Weiss couldn't afford to have anything leaked, considering her fame.

"That's fair. How about we save the photos for if someone gets caught lying?" Yang suggested. It would at least deter cheating, if nothing else. Her team nodded their agreement.

"Oh, I've got one! How about the losers have to spin the kiss roulette, like how we were going to play spin the bottle? Let's say... 10 seconds of kissing the winner, wherever the roulette says." Ruby suggested. The rest of her team agreed and the game began.

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Ruby went over to Weiss' desk and grabbed six sticky notes. She gave Blake three, Weiss two, and herself and Yang a single one each.

"These are your handicaps, if you couldn't tell. How about I start, and we go around the circle?" Ruby said. Coincidentally, they were sat in the perfect order of their team name: Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang -> Ruby, etc

"Hit us with your worst sis!" Yang challenged. Ruby only took a second to think before she came up with her answer.

"Never have I ever used a dildo." Ruby started the game off. Blake and Yang both sighed and threw out a handicap.

"Nice! Your turn, Weiss!" Ruby cheered at her until success.

"Hmm. Never have I ever gone skinny dipping." Weiss admitted after a minute of thinking.

"Oh come on! You just heard our story! Wait, Blake, you too?!" Ruby complained at first, but was surprised to see Blake also stripping off. Ruby lost her handicap, Blake was down to one, and Yang was sliding her shorts down her legs.

"It's nothing scandalous really. I grew up on an island. It's not that big of a deal there," Blake said. Her mind was fondly looking back at a memory of her and Ilia jumping off a pier at night, each wearing only their smiles. Blake missed her.

"I guess that makes sense."

"It does. Now, I believe it's my turn, never have I ever seen my sister naked." Blake answered.

"You don't even have a sister! ...Right?" Yang complained. Still, even if Blake didn't have one, she wasn't breaking the rules.

"No, I don't. Still, I think you had some stripping to do?" Blake teased. Yang rolled her eyes but obeyed anyway. She yanked off her yellow top and tossed it at Blake's face. It landed squarely against her face, obscuring her vision. When it fell off, Blake was delighted to see Yang's bare chest. She was beginning to really like this game!

"You're gonna regret this Blake!" Yang swore her ****. Blake's smile screamed 'We'll see about that'.

Ruby also had to strip, leaving her in just panties and a top. With her next loss, she'd be half naked and showing off her her breasts.

Weiss threw off the first of her handicaps. It wasn't weird to have seen your sister naked of course, but Yang was a bit surprised. She thought the Schnee family would've been too stiff for that. Weiss always had a fond smile when she spoke of her sister though. They must be close.

"We had a sauna that we often used." Weiss quickly explained, although it was unneeded.

"My turn! Never have I ever been naked outside, by my own choice!" Yang made her own statement.

"Ugh! Damnit Yang!" Ruby cursed. She threw off her top, leaving her pleasant breasts exposed. She tossed the black top into her pile and continued to pout.

Blake had already admitted to skinny dipping, so it wasn't too surprising when she also was **** to remove her last handicap. Her and Ruby both only had a single piece of clothing left, though Blake was still completely covered.

Weiss caught them all by surprise. Yang expected her to be appalled at their willingness to be indecent in public. She never expected Weiss to blush and throw away her last handicap. Yang was so distracted that she didn't even recognize what that meant. The realization her like a freight train!

"What!? Weiss!" Ruby noticed first and instantly shouted out. Weiss flushed under her attention, especially when Ruby's excitement turned physical. Weiss pushed Ruby out of the hug she'd been pulled into.

"I think we're going to need story time, Weiss! Pleaseeeee!" Yang begged, the curiosity would kill her if she didn't get the full story. Weiss took on a clearly conflicted look. Was getting Yang off her back worth telling her embarrassing story? Weiss sighed.

"F-Fine! But only if everyone else promises to tell their own story!" Weiss demanded. It was obvious she was nervous about sharing her story.

"Deal. Now spill!" Ruby accepted, demanding to hear Weiss' own tales of showing off, even if it meant she had to unveil one of her own embarrassing stories.

"Alright. I guess I should give some context. I grew up in a massive mansion-- if you couldn't tell." Absolutely no one looked surprised. Weiss sighed in exasperation and continued. "Right. Obviously. Anyway, we had a massive temperature controlled courtyard in the middle of it. We filled it with flowers and greenery. My dad hated it. He couldn't stand the sight of all the flowers my mother planted. They were the only part of the manor that he couldn't control."

"You loved them, didn't you?" Blake asked. She'd been slowly learning that Weiss despised her father. Blake should've realized that beforehand. If he treated his faunus workers like toys, why would he treat his family any different?

Weiss nodded, a fond smile gracing her face, "I did. In fact, that was where Winter and I used to spar. Like Blake said, I really loved being out there. I began sneaking out of my room at night, once the servants had gone home. I'd make a trip down there and just enjoy the quiet. One day, my nightgown got caught on a rose bush. I couldn't get it off while wearing it..."

"So you took it off?" Yang guessed. Weiss nodded.

"Yes, and as you'll probably see soon, I don't wear much underneath. I'd never even been naked outside of my own bathroom before, and suddenly I was wearing only my panties in the outdoors! By the time I managed to get it unstuck, I was so worked up that I immediately ran back to my room to take care of things..."

Ruby flushed lightly at the implication. Showing off had turned Weiss on so much, she sprinted through the manor in a torn gown just to touch herself. Ruby's own experiences had been just as thrilling.

"Once I got a taste, I knew that I would have to try it again. I just had to make sure it wasn't a fluke. Is that weird?" Weiss asked. Blake and Ruby both shook their heads, reassuring the heiress. Certainly if they called Weiss' own story weird, they would be massive hypocrites.

"Thanks... It took me a few weeks to build up the courage to try it. One night though, I decided that enough was enough, and that I'd leave it to chance. I decide that every night, I'd pick a number than roll a dice. If my number was chosen, I'd have to go back outside, sans nightgown. I rolled the dice for a week and eventually the odds caught up to me. I lost, but I've never been so happy at losing. I guess it's more accurate to consider it a victory. It was so freeing, no having to choose. I was rebelling and it wasn't even my choice! That night, I went to the gardens. I walked over to the bench, and before I could hesitate, ripped my nightgown over my head and tore my panties down my legs."

Weiss was breathing a hit harder at the memory. Clearly, the thought was one she often kept in mind while taking care of her needs.

"That night, I didn't even leave the cover of the bushes, but I was hooked. The next night, I ditched the dice. Instead I used a coin. When it came up heads, I would do it again. When it landed tails, I made myself take a bigger risk somehow." Weiss explained. Blake was impressed. After the heiress had gotten her first taste, she'd completely ditched the chance of avoiding the gardens. She went from a 1/6 chance to be nude outside, to a 1/2 chance to be even riskier! Blake was strangely proud.

"The next night I rolled tails, so I made myself come out from the covered bench before I eventually redressed and ran back to my room to... you know. I was growing more confident. Soon, I was forcing myself to run entire labs around the gardens before allowing myself to hide. After, I **** myself to walk those laps. Eventually, I even stopped leaving to take care of myself. Finally..."

Her team was hanging off every word. Weiss was drawing them in with every deed she admitted to. They couldn't believe she somehow found a way to get even riskier than touching herself on a bench!

"I stopped bringing my nightgown... Or my panties. I would leave them in my room and make the walk to the gardens completely au natural." Weiss looked up and saw the excited faces of her teammates.

"Is there more!?" Ruby yelled, she had to know!

"There might be, but I believe I've more than fulfilled my end of the bargain. Now, what was the term Yang used...? Ah, of course, spill!" Weiss said, demanding that Ruby give her own story.

"I guess that's only fair. Don't get your hopes up though, it's not nearly as exciting as Weiss' story."

"What? Are you saying getting the mail naked isn't exciting?"

"H-Hey! That wasn't the one I was going to talk about that one!" Ruby complained, annoyed that Yang had spilled her secret. She hadn't even gotten to build up to it!

"'That one?' Are you saying you've done it more than once?" Blake asked. Of course she would be the one to notice Ruby's wording.

"Ugh fine! Yes, I've done it multiple times. How is that any different from Weiss?"

"I suppose it's not. How about you tell us about some of them, you can leave out the details though. It's almost midnight, and I'm sure Blake doesn't want to be kept waiting." Weiss said.

"Oh right, I almost forgot. Anyway, I used to sneak out at night and go skinny dipping at the beach. I was actually the one to discover it. There was also a hot springs, but Yang and I always kept that to ourselves."

"Really? I wasn't aware those were a thing in Vale. We had a few in Menagerie, but they weren't private." Blake said, surprised at the discovery.

"I don't think there are any in Vale proper, but Patch has a few. Still, they certainly aren't common. I guess we got lucky with the property." Yang answered.

"You'll have to bring us sometime. Anyway, what's next Ruby?" Blake said.

"Of course, maybe over break? Back to my own stories though, they aren't as unique. Like Yang said, I would sometimes get the mail naked. Every Sunday Yang and I would be left alone, Yang sleeps in late, so I'd have the house to myself in the mornings..."

"Until I caught you!" Yang teased.

"Yeah... Fuck you for that, by the way!" Ruby cursed.

"Hey it's not my fault someone wanted to be risky!" Yang

"You know that's not what I mean! Tell them what you did!" Ruby complained. Weiss and Blake both wore curious expressions, interested to know about what the sisters were talking about.

"Are you still caught up over that? It really wasn't a big deal! Besides, who could blame me for taking advantage of such a golden opportunity?" Yang said dismissively. Clearly, whatever she'd done to Ruby, she wasn't about to share.

"What are you guys talking about?" Blake asked.

"Yang over here decided that she should take a picture of me, walking back down our driveway naked! Of course, that wasn't enough for you, was it!?" Ruby yelled.

"Wait... Did you **** her?" Weiss asked.

"I prefer the term 'sisterly leverage' but yeah, I did. It wasn't really that bad though! I only made her do my Sunday chores for a while." Yang said. Blake looked confused, was that really all Ruby was so heated over?

"You didn't even let me get dressed first! Do you know how embarrassing it was being **** to dust your entire room naked, while you sat there and played video games?" Ruby whined.

'Oh. That would explain Ruby's anger.' Blake thought. She didn't have a sister, but if Blake had one and they pulled that on her, she'd be pissed too.

"If you didn't like being naked, then why were you naked outside anyway? Besides, I only made you be naked for that first weekend. You were fully clothed after it!" Yang defended herself.

"Only because you bought me a maid outfit! It was so short! You could've at least given me panties..." Ruby trailed off.

"That would've ruined the fun! Anyway, how about you tell them about one more of your adventures, and then it's Blake's turn!" Yang shifted the subject away, hoping that her team wouldn't ask more questions... Especially about why she wanted to see Ruby in a maid outfit.

"Fine. Let me think about the last one..." Ruby took a second to come up with another story, which really said something about her. Eventually she began telling the last story she owed.

"Okay, this one is a bit different than the others. When we were in our final year of Signal, I had a civilian friend at a different school. She was on the track team and was very quick, especially for someone without aura. She would always ask me to race her, but I always said no, for her sake. I didn't want to kill her confidence or anything. She was determined to race me though, so she eventually began taunting me..."

Ruby's story didn't seem like it would end with her naked and her teammates looked confused.

"To cut to the chase, one day she claimed that huntresses weren't actually strong, we just had aura. She acted like none of my training actually mattered compared to her own, so I challenged her. We would run a lap around the track. I wouldn't use my aura, and the loser would have to come back that night and run another lap... wearing only her shoes. It was her idea, by the way."

"Wait, are you saying that you lost?" Weiss asked in confusion. How did this story possibly end in Ruby being the nude one?

"Of course not! Besides, even if I had lost, it wouldn't count because it wasn't of my own will. I beat her handily. She was absolutely furious, but accepted it after a while. That night, her and I hung out, and we followed through with her punishment. She was horribly humiliated, but I loved watching her. Like Weiss, I couldn't get it out of my head... So I went back the next night and ran my own lap. Let's just say that after that night, my innocence and my personal best were completely shattered!" Ruby finished her story.

"That's quite the story. I'm surprised I never knew. I didn't even realize you were that close with that girl." Yang commented.

"I really never was. It was kind of nice though, having a civilian friend. It was kind of an ego boost too. They really treat us like superheroes huh..."

"That they do... Anyway, Blake, you're up!" Yang ordered.

"Fine. I had a friend back in menagerie who I did some experimenting with... We never went that far, but we went skinny dipping a few times."

"How scandalous! What was his name?" Yang asked, curiosity filling her voice.

"Her name was Ilia. I'd rather not talk anymore about it if I don't have to." Blake pleaded.

"I guess we'll respect your privacy then, but you know that we'll always listen, right?" Yang said in a soft tone.

"I do. Thank you..."

Ruby broke the soft moment by beginning her next turn. Her team fell out of their silence and listened anxiously to Ruby's statement.

"Never have I ever fought in heels!" Ruby challenged. Blake and Weiss both groaned. Yang cheered and high-fived her sister.

Weiss stood up and brought her nightgown over her head. Underneath, she only wore a pair of light blue panties. They weren't particularly fancy, but definitely expensive. She flushed lightly and crossed her arms across her chest. Despite the casual nudity of the last week, being naked because you lost would always be embarrassing, especially for Weiss.

Blake stood up as Weiss sat down, not wanting to steal the spotlight. She sighed and tugged the ribbon that was keeping her yukata together. She shrugged her shoulders and the entire thing fell into a pile around her feet. Blake flushed a deep shade of red and covered as much as she could.

This was the first time they'd seen Blake naked like this. They had been missing out! Blake had an agile frame that was filled out perfectly to look as pleasing as possible. Yang gave her a shaky thumbs up, which absolutely did not help her blush. Blake briefly uncrossed the arm covering her breasts to give Yang a thumbs up (and a show) in return. Her breasts were somewhere between Ruby and Yang's in terms of size, and delicately topped with lightish brown nipples.

"Not. A. Word." She threatened. Her team smartly decided to just let it go. Blake had already been the first one eliminated, it wouldn't be fair to rub it in further.

Going into Weiss' turn, it was obvious that she and Yang would be the last ones to give a statement. Blake was naked, and thus couldn't give anymore answers. Ruby, Weiss, and Yang were all down to only their panties, which meant they were in essentially in sudden ****. If they had to take a penalty, either from another's answer or their own failed statement, than they would be joining the losing (and naked) side.

Because of the risk going into her next round, Weiss couldn't afford to make a mistake. If she said something that no one had done, she'd be the one to be humiliated tonight! If she chose something and only eliminated one of the sisters though, she would be setting the other up for a victory! What a pain in the a— oh. That might work!

"Never have I ever..." Weiss blushed then continued, "experimented with anal!"

Ruby groaned and slid off her panties. Blake tried to raise her hand as subtlety as possible. Yang... only smirked. She had her arms crossed over her chest, but not out of embarrassment. Defiance was clear in her voice as she responded.

"That's a good one, Weiss. You picked a perfect one for Ruby and apparently Blake, don't think I'm not pressing you for details on that later by the way," Weiss sensed a 'but' coming, "unfortunately for you though, I never have!"

"Drat! Still, I'm not sure that you're capable of coming up with something that I've done but you haven't." Weiss challenged. Internally though, she was growing very nervous about the concept of a Yang victory. Whatever. It was out of her hands now, and really, losing wouldn't be that bad.

"We'll see about that! Never have I ever... fingered a girl with silver eyes!" Yang answered Weiss challenge with a wicked grin. Weiss' expression instantly faltered; like a shark smelling blood, Yang knew she'd won. Ruby blushed furiously, but didn't object.

"Yes! Strip princess!" Yang's cocky taunt was answered by Weiss throwing her discarded panties into the blonde's face.

"I can't believe I lost! How am I less innocent than you!?" Weiss complained. Ruby and Blake couldn't fault her logic. If you went purely off their public behaviors, you would've never guessed that Yang would outlast her team.

"Well I'm not a degenerate like you guys! Ruby! Get the wheel!" Yang ordered. Ruby sighed and went in got it. No one dared risk Yang's wrath by disobeying or getting dressed before their end of the bargain was fulfilled.

Ruby returned a moment later, holding a surprisingly sturdy roulette wheel. The face of the roulette had various different possible locations; such as lips, cheeks, ass, and some other intimate locations. There was even a small sliver for 'dare'.

"Thanks. Now, Blake lost first, so I think she should have to go first. Blake! Your queen demands your attention!" Yang said in a haughty voice.

Blake rolled her eyes and spun the wheel. All four girls watched with bated breath as they waited for the wheel to slow. Truthfully, Blake didn't care where it landed. Yang was hot as hell, and she'd take any opportunity to get closer to her.

"Boobs!" Yang cheered as the roulette stopped. Yang pulled over one of their desk chairs and sat down. Her posture slowly slumped lazily, presenting her entire form for Blake's access. Blake sighed and went in.

The roulette didn't specify exactly where Blake had to kiss, so she made her own decision. Wanting to tease Yang, she didn't even bother standing. Instead, she crawled slowly towards Yang. When she got close, she brought her hands up Yang's bare thighs, trailing upwards until their reached her chest. She was so close that she could hear Yang's breath hitch. Good. She deserved it.

Blake leaned in and planted her lips around Yang's right nipple, her left hand coming up to caress the other. Her lips didn't get the immediate reaction Blake hoped for, so she allowed her tongue to get to work, slowly licking the nub until it hardened in her mouth. Blake would have to do this again sometime, but unfortunately, her time was up for now.

"Next! Weiss!" Ruby called, not wanting her sister to have too much fun after she'd been such a pain tonight. Blake pulled away with a wet pop and gave Yang a wink that only she could see. Yang instantly swallowed. The fact that her and Blake would be home alone tonight had absolutely not evaded her. Yang was getting nervous.

Weiss gave the wheel a spin. She sighed in relief as it came up as 'lips'. Internally, Yang was a bit relieved herself. Blake had gotten herself all worked up and she was glad for the chance to calm down... Not that making out with a naked and gorgeous girl like Weiss was a bad thing!

Without much preamble, Weiss strode up to Yang and stole her breath away with a mostly chaste kiss. Only for the briefest second was there tongue involved in either side. In fact, Yang had enjoyed the feeling of Weiss' petite breasts again her own as much as the kiss; and the kiss had been nice! They were only slightly out of breath when Ruby pulled them away.

"Time. I guess it's my turn huh." Ruby said, before she could second guess herself, she spun the wheel as hard as she could. Yang and Ruby watched the wheel spin with the eyes of a hawk.

"A-Are you serious!?" Ruby yelled once she saw the results of the roulette.

"What does it sa— Oh." Weiss said. She had been at her dresser changing for the entire time the wheel spun.

Ruby had a fiercely red blush. Yang did too. That wasn't surprising, considering what the wheel had landed on. It was the thinnest section of the wheel! How had Ruby managed to land on 'Clit'!?

Blake expected the sisters to make excuses, maybe reroll, or even just forget it. She wouldn't have blamed them, or been surprised. The sisters stared awkwardly at each other for a few seconds. Ruby sighed and began to walk towards Yang.

"Not going to crawl for me like Blake did?" Yang joked, but Blake could see her nervousness.

"Of course not. Now ditch the panties before I change my mind." Ruby said in a serious tone. She sounded exactly like she did when hunting.

"O-Okay." Yang obeyed. She slid her underwear down her legs and spread her legs apart.

"Last chance to back down." Ruby challenged as she sunk to her knees between Yang's legs. She put both her hands on Yang's thighs, as if reminding the blonde she was still there. Was that what this was? A competition? Was Ruby seriously willing to go this far, just to hold an advantage over Yang!?

"N-Never." Yang tried to say bravely, like she was a stereotypical action hero, refusing to back down in the midst of overwhelming odds.

"Then don't say I didn't warn you." Ruby said. Whatever Yang had to say in response, it was drowned out by all the breath leaving her lungs at Ruby planting her lips against her most sensitive point. Blake and Weiss were both watching with dry mouths, but Yang could hardly be called dry...

"Ah—ooooh." Yang let out a moan as Ruby apparently did something worth getting excited over. Then, Ruby pulled back, leaving them both unsatisfied. Thankfully for Ruby though, she had an heiress for that. Yang would have to settle for her hands tonight, and that made Ruby feel great... Probably too great.

"Did you really have to use tongue?" Yang complained. Her entire body had turned a pretty shade of red.

"No. I didn't. Come on Weiss. And Blake too. I'm going with you tonight. Then Weiss and I can go straight to the room afterwards." Ruby ordered. No one bothered to correct her. Especially not Yang, who was grateful to have to room to herself to calm herself after what had just happened.

Blake had just returned to the dorms after dishing out Weiss' daily punishment. She was really beginning to enjoy the nights. It's a shame they would end soon. Weiss and Ruby had gone to their room, which left Blake to walk home alone. She knew that Yang was likely trying to work off the nights tension while she had the chance, so Blake took her time getting home. Now she stood outside of their room, nearly forty five minutes later.

She assumed Yang would be done, so she didn't bother knocking. She swiped her scroll across the lock, and stepped inside.

"Oh! Shit! Sorry! I should've knocked!" Blake apologized immediately once she saw Yang. The blonde was still lounging in the chair, her hair was a wild mess, and she was furiously rubbing at her own clit. Judging by her disheveled state, she'd been at this since Blake had left.

"Ah! Blake! I didn't even notice you!" Yang was so distracted, she hasn't even noticed Blake enter. Her face somehow got even more flushed and she immediately moved to hide her actions, and her scroll; unfortunately, Yang had forgotten to turn off the transparency mode on her scroll. Blake could see exactly what she'd been fucking herself to. Still, to say Blake was surprised was an understatement. She had assumed that photo had been deleted. No wonder Yang was so worked up but struggling to finish.

"Hey don't worry about it!" Blake said, hoping to relieve Yang's guilty look. She had a horrible idea growing, sparked by the sight of Yang's disappointed face at being **** to quit.

"You know... I'm a little worked up myself. How about we both climb into our bunks, put some headphones in, and pretend like we're alone?" Blake offered.

"Are you sure?" Yang asked sheepishly.

"It's no big deal. Besides, I'm more than a little horny myself after dealing with Weiss... and hearing her plans for your sister." Blake said in a low tone.

"B-Blake! Why would you mention Ruby when I'm— Now I'll never be able to cum!" Yang complained. That solidified Blake's theory. Yang really was conflicted about tonight, wasn't she?

Yang pouted as she climbed into her bunk, not even bothering to dress. Blake had watched her rear as she climbed up, and was not disappointed. Still, Yang had been. Blake sighed. She was getting another bad idea...

"Hey would you mind getting the ligh— Blake?" Yang asked. The source of her confusion? A completely naked Blake Belladonna climbing onto her bed. They weren't even touching, but Yang could feel the tension in every part of her body.

"I feel bad for ruining your night... How about I make it up to you?"

"How?" Yang asked, wondering if Blake was implying that they actually help each other get off.

"Instead of us both touching ourselves a bunk apart, unable to see each other... How about we do it just like this? We'll sit a few feet apart from each other, and find out stress relief. I'll tell you a story that I know you'll like. I only want one thing in return..."

"What's that?" Yang said. Blake knew she had her.

"If we're trading stories during, I want you to tell me what really happened in the locker room. Then we'll both win. I'll get to sate my curiosity and I know you'd never be able to think about her with all of this in front of you." Blake gestured at her exposed figure and smirked. Yang swallowed. Did Blake know what her dilemma was about?

"D-Deal. You go first though. I've been waiting much longer..."

"Alright. I'll start once you start touching yourself. If you're really good..." Blake's lewd promise went unsaid. Yang brought her finger to her slit and gasped at the electricity coursing through her at the contact. By herself, she'd only experienced a frustrating numbness from the conflict in her mind, but she knew that this would bring results.

"After our tournament this weekend, I apologized to Neo for taking her entire outfit. Do you remember how humiliated she looked? Strutting around naked for us, twirling her umbrella like a show girl?" Blake asked Yang. She didn't need to say a word to prove that she absolutely did. Blake's deft fingers found her own slit at story.

"She said she wasn't made, but she promised to get ****. I didn't take her that serious... Until today in Grimm studies."

"What did she—ah!— Do?" Yang asked, the results of her ministrations interrupting her question halfway through.

"I noticed her staring at me the entire class. She had this Cheshire grin on, like she knew she'd already beaten me. Then I realized what she'd done..."

"What?"

"I was completely naked below the waist! My skirt had just been an illusion, which is why I made us go and get dressed after class. You, Weiss, and Ruby may have been just as naked as me. She might've absolutely humiliated our entire team if I disobeyed her orders."

"She d-did that?! What did she make you do?" Yang's eyes fluttered shut, and Blake could tell she was beginning to let her fantasies go wild. Blake didn't miss her reaction to her last point.

"She promised to give me back my outfit but I had to make myself orgasm in the middle of class."

"Did you? Did you really touch yourself in front of all those— ah! — people? How did we not see?"

"You were all asleep, except Ruby... But I don't think we saw." Yang's breath hitched again.

"You're close, aren't you?" Blake asked, Yang nodded.

"You're not allowed to cum until we fulfill our deal, or you're not getting what I know you want from me," Blake's tongue seductively licked her lips, "Everytime you get close, I want you to stop and count to ten, before starting again. Got it?"

Yang nodded, but looked **** to come. Blake hoped she wasn't being too cruel. It would certainly be worth the end result.

"I sat there and touched myself for the entire class! No one saw, but as I got closer and closer, Neo began teasing me. At one point, she completely revealed my chest for everyone to see! I must've been completely naked in class for over a minute! She promised that if I didn't manage to cum before class ended, she was going to leave us all naked!" Blake was embellishing, but it clearly was working. Yang has already been **** to stop twice.

Blake leaned in close, draping her body over Yang's torso. They both reacted to the sudden heat, and then Blake finished her story.

"Do you know how unsatisfied I would've been if I hadn't came? Forget being naked in class... I wouldn't have left until I finished, no matter how big of an audience it drew!"

"I-I can imagine!" Yang argued. Considering she just edged for the fourth time, she definitely could. Thankfully, Blake was ready to give Yang what she deserved, as long as she answered truthfully.

"Yang... I saw what you were looking at when I walked in."

"Y-You did!?" Yang instantly went rigid as her secret was unveiled.

"I did. Yang, I'd be an absolute hypocrite if I judged you for it. She's hot as hell! The things I would do to her..."

"H-Hey!"

"How about you pull that picture back up and relax, and I show you exactly what I would do to her... and to you." Blake offered, her tongue leaving zero doubts about exactly what she meant.

Yang flushed for the hundredth time tonight but relented. She pulled up the picture and looked at the ceiling, trying desperately not to think about Blake's mouth kissing her way down her body.

"Good girl. Now, I want you to look at her, and tell me if she kissed your clit better than I'm about to."

Blake planted a kiss right where Yang was **** for it and her mind went blank. Soon, her thighs were locked around Blake's neck and she pulled her in deeper, **** for contact. A minute later, Yang's mind exploded into the most intense orgasm she'd ever felt, staring directly at a picture of Ruby, standing in their driveway with only a blush and a newspaper to cover herself.