Pyrrha's Worries

You couldn’t keep Ruby here forever, so you decided to let her go. Other people might wonder where she’s at. It was about time to meet up with Pyrrha anyways.

“I need to head out,” You tell the young girl licking your feet like it was a delicious ice cream cone. “Remember, this stuff is our little secret and you should only lick things you really like. Okay?”

“Yep!” Ruby got up and removed her underwear helmet to put it on normally before leaving, a huge smile on her face.

“She’s adorable,” You snickered. “Well, I’m in the training hall, might as well just have Pyrrha meet me here.” You pulled out your Scroll and texted your red headed partner before going to change into your combat clothes.

It didn’t take long for Pyrrha to arrive and join you.

Part of you wished it did, as her training drills were tough.

“Ugh…” You moaned, leaning against a wall as you chugged some water.

“You’re improving a lot, Jaune.” Pyrrha encouraged.

It didn’t feel like it. She always kept knocking you around like it was her job. Though, it was kind of true. You had told your team you needed help training. Pyrrha was in charge of sword skills and technique. Your lessons consisted of her showing you forms, practicing them, and then sparing with Pyrrha pushing you to consolidate all your training together. The result ended with you sore as her blade collided against your body over and over.

“With training every day, I would hope so.” You gave a weak chuckle. “Yang is focusing on my stamina, Blake is agility, and you’re technique. I’m lucky to have a team of amazing people able to help me improve.”

“You’re amazing yourself, so don’t sell yourself short.” Pyrrha assured you. “How else would you own me, Yang, and even Weiss?”

“Well, I appreciate all of you more then you could know.”

Pyrrha beamed at this and gave you a quick hug.

“So, Jaune.” The champion tried to keep a light tone, but her smile now seemed ****. “With you and Blake? Are you two serious?”

“Serious?” You fucked her and her mom pretty hard last night. “Yeah, we’re serious. She’s my girlfriend for sure.”

“I see…” Pyrrha looked uncomfortable. “Er… I have to say, I’m a little jealous.”

“Jealous?” You asked surprised. Blake was made to trust you and being blinded by that, her feelings fell on you. Yang and Pyrrha were willing to have sex with you, as they were ‘property.’ But for Pyrrha to actually be jealous? Did she want to be your girlfriend? “Why?”

“I mean, Blake gets to be your girlfriend,” Pyrrha muttered, tapping her fingers together. “Like an actual relationship… never mind. It’s stupid.”

“Pyrrha!” Your voice was firm. “If you have any worries, please let me know. I promise to listen and help as best as I can.”

“It’s kind of selfish.” The champion mumbled.

“That’s fine.” You put an arm around her shoulders. “We all are a little selfish. It’s okay.”

“I’m worried now that you’re in a relationship…” Pyrrha gulped. “You’ll forget about me… us! Us, as in Yang, Weiss, and me. You won’t need us as much and will eventually grow bored of us.”

You gaped at her. Pyrrha was worried you would grow BORED of them? That was madness. She, Yang, and Weiss were amazing, and not just in looks. There was no way you were giving any of them up if you could help it. Sure, there was guilt as you literally enslaved them, but it was pushed out of your mind. Pulling the champion close, you kissed her cheek.

“There’s nothing to worry about,” You told her. “I will NEVER give up any of you. Blake may be my girlfriend, but I don’t own her.” This was true and you weren’t planning to change this. “All of you are important to me in different ways. You’ll always be special to me.”

“I want to be even more use to you,” Pyrrha begged. “I love waking you up every morning, but that’s only a few minutes. Surely there are other assignments I can take care of for you daily?”

Differences between the girls you owned were becoming more apparent. Yang was chill, would do anything you wanted, but didn’t actively seek you out. Except that one time you were playing with Ruby in front of her. Weiss wanted you to use her, but not all the time. She was proud of being used when you needed her. Like a special toy you only played with during certain times. Pyrrha on the other hand, wanted to be used by you constantly. Even mundane tasks. Like a hair comb or toothbrush you needed every day. Being an alarm clock wasn’t enough for her.

Though, the way her warn soft lips wrapped around your dick and those green eyes looked at you with joy every morning made her the best alarm clock in the world.

“Well, if you insist,” You agreed. “I don’t see a problem with that. Let me think. Something that wouldn’t interfere with our studies or training...” You recalled some of the perverted activities you did already. “How about my personal bathroom cleaner?”

“Bathroom cleaner?” Pyrrha tilted her head in confusion.

“How do I explain this,” You muttered, rubbing her head. “When I take a shower, you come in and help clean me. You know, scrubbing and cleaning, taking care of hard parts.” You pointed down to your pants. “Like washcloths or luffas?”

Pyrrha’s gaze brightened.

“I would love to help you.” The red head wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug. “Thank you, Jaune. It means so much that you are willing to use me more.”

“You’re abilities are top notch,” You assured her, running a finger through her hair. “It would be a crime NOT to use you.”

A thought suddenly came to you. if you wanted them to be yours permanently, you needed to find a way to make the writing permanent. You told them to keep the writing safe and you would redo the black marker every few days, but what if you didn’t need to? Neo proved that other people could write for you and everyone would recognize it.

“I have an idea to settle your worries,” You tell Pyrrha. “If everyone’s free, let’s take you, Weiss, and Yang to the tattoo parlor and get my name put on your hands for good. So you’ll always be mine?”

“You mean it?” Pyrrha gasped, pushing herself back so she could gaze up at you. “That’s… something I would love to get done.”

“Then let’s tell the others,” You decided. “Blake won’t be back until late anyways, so we got plenty of time to kill.”