The semifinals!

The first match of the Semifinals would be between Weiss and Blake. Team RWBY and Pyrrha were gathered in a circle as they waited for the next round to begin. Ruby and Yang had already lost so they could relax a touch. The other three girls couldn't escape the tension they were feeling though.

Pyrrha had felt the pre-fight nerve dozens of times competing at tournaments in the past, so she looked almost serene under the pressure; even knowing she was about to fight Cinder. Ruby and Yang tried to relieve their teammates own tension with small talk. It didn't help them that their opponent was standing across from them.

"So have you guys thought about stakes yet?" Yang asked curiously.

"I have, but I want to hear Weiss' idea first." Blake answered, forcing Weiss to set the magnitude of risk they'd be facing.

Weiss looked like she hadn't thought about her proposal yet; or maybe she was just hesitant to share. Ruby leaned into Weiss' ear and whispered something. Weiss grew a smile and nodded, apparently liking the idea Ruby had suggested.

"Ruby suggested that the loser should have to lose their bottoms, drop their panties to their ankles, and bend over the winner's lap for punishment." Weiss said, seemingly unable to find a dignified word for spanking.

"Punishment how?" Blake asked. Weiss opened her mouth to clarify, but Ruby answered the question much more directly. In a burst of speed, Ruby slapped her hand against Weiss' skirt clad rear. It didn't really hurt, but the surprise still caused her to yelp.

'I can't believe Weiss of all people would suggest something like that! This is too good to pass up, I'll have to save my idea for a later fight...' Blake thought to herself, as Weiss and Ruby bickered about keeping their hands to herself.

"You're really asking me to keep my hands to myself, when I know you won't be tonight?" Ruby teased her partner.

"H-Hey! I planned to be very considerate!" Weiss complained.

"You'd be able to resist all this?" Yang teased, trailing her hands up Ruby's figure.

"Y-Yang! You aren't helping!" Ruby said with a flush as her (only slightly!) older sister lightly groped her chest. She had absolutely not forgotten Yang's lack of a top. Yang simply shrugged.

"Ehhh, she was going to get a handful regardless, we all heard her earlier. Right Weiss?"

"Well now that you've basically given me permission, I am going to take full advantage. You'd best hope that I win the next fight, Ruby." Weiss said, her tone sounding fully aware of the advantage she held.

"Oh dust, why is that?" Ruby said.

"Because our bet said I can get as handsy as I want. You had better believe that if I'm being spanked, you're being spanked too." Weiss leaned in close as she said that, Ruby's heart raced as she felt Weiss' warm breath tickle her ear. Just as Ruby got distracted by the proximity of her partner, Weiss took her ****, bringing her palm against Ruby's **** rear. Ruby's yelp was music to her ears.

Satisfied in her victory over Ruby, Weiss turned back to Blake, "I guess we'd better set specifics so we don't leave ourselves to the mercy of vagueness."

"That's a good point. What did you have in mind for when this will take place?" Blake asked, curious to see what Weiss had pictured for the setting of the forfeit. It felt a bit strange to be discussing spankings in such a business like tone.

"Well we could do it in our dorm later, or..." Weiss trailed off.

"Right there on stage, after our fight?" Blake finished for her.

"Exactly. Now, how about we have Ruby and Yang decide the full terms, including the duration, since they have nothing else to do?"

"They do look a bit bored... Go for it you two." Blake agreed to leave the negotiation to Yang and Ruby. The two girls looked thankful for the chance to still be involved. They took a few steps away to discuss it privately. Blake and Weiss took the moment to appreciate Yang's topless form, while she couldn't see them.

Weiss turned her attention to Pyrrha, who had been quiet during the previous conversation.

"What about you, Pyrrha? What's your plan against Cinder? She seems fierce, but if anyone could beat her, it's definitely you." Weiss complimented.

"Thank you, Weiss. I'm hoping not to get drawn into too crazy of stakes, even if I'm confident I'll win."

"Are you confident?" Blake asked curiously. She expected to hear Pyrrha's usual humble nature shine through. Blake did not expect the response she was given.

"I'm going to obliterate her, in all honesty." Pyrrha said in an earnest tone. Blake and Weiss were both shocked at the response. It was a long shot away from Pyrrha's normal character.

"Are you sure? She's a tough fighter, you saw what she did to Yang." Weiss said.

"Yang allowed herself to be baited into a fight on Cinder's terms. I've fought a hundred women like Cinder, and they've never come close. Yang was so angry, that she couldn't see Cinder for what she really is." Pyrrha said in an intense tone. Her aggressiveness made Weiss a bit worried... For Cinder... and herself; if she managed to beat Blake.

"What do you think she really is?" Blake asked curiously.

"She's someone who thinks power is something you steal from others. She thinks she's unique in her desire for strength, but believe me, she isn't. I look forward to showing her exactly what power looks like." Pyrrha said. There was no venom in her voice. Her tone sounded more akin to a professor, prepared to dish out a harsh lesson.

Blake had dealt with someone who thought similar to Cinder in the past. Someone who had once been dear to her being morphed into something unrecognizable by their desire for conquest. It had started as a desire to have strength to protect their friends, but slowly morphed into vengeance. He began caring less about taking vengeance, and more about taking lives. Did Pyrrha really see that in Cinder?

"I see. What's your plan then?" Weiss asked Pyrrha.

"I'm not going to allow her to bait me into accepting her stakes. In fact, I'm not even going to say a word to her. I think I'll let luck determine our fate." Pyrrha told them.

"Are you serious!? What if it's something really bad?" Blake asked with wide eyes. It seemed unnecessarily risky.

"Of course I'm serious. She wants to be in control, so I'm going to take that away from her. I'm not worried about the stakes, because frankly, I'm not worried about losing." Pyrrha said. Weiss hoped it wasn't arrogance she heard seeping into her friend's voice.

Blake just hoped that Pyrrha was being truthful when she said she would eliminate Cinder. Blake wasn't sure she could take Cinder if they both made it to the finals; Cinder would surely give a harsher punishment than Pyrrha. It was for the best that Pyrrha won here.

"Well it certainly will throw her off guard. Oh. It looks as if Yang and Ruby have decided on our stakes, Blake." Weiss said, noticing that Ruby and Yang had moved to rejoin them.

"We're back! Are we interrupting something?" Yang asked, feeling the tension in the air.

"No you're fine, we were just discussing Pyrrha's upcoming fight. What did you two decide?" Blake asked.

"Since this is the semifinals, we decided to be a bit harsher and more creative. We decided that the first punishment should take place tonight, right after your fight. The winner gets 20 barehanded spanks on the loser. If-" Ruby was interrupted by Weiss.

"What do you mean, 'first'?" Weiss asked.

"I was just getting there! Have some patience! Anyways, the winner also gets another choice. They can either make the loser go bottomless for the rest of the night and show off her tanned rear, or they can get another 10 spankings, once per day, for as many days as they won by in percent aura, up to a week. So if Weiss wins by 3% aura, she would get 10 spanks a day, for 3 days." Ruby finished. Weiss couldn't decide which additional punishment sounded worse.

"We also decided that if you win by at least 5%, you get both options!" Yang chimed in.

"Oh, tell them about 10%!" Ruby said excitedly.

"If you win by 10%, you get to give the spankings in the Beacon courtyard, but it has to be after midnight!" Yang said excitedly, but her tone made it sound like she wasn't done.

"I-In public!?" Weiss yelled, mortified at the possibility of affecting her reputation in such a way. Was that why she felt such a heat between her legs?Blake didn't share her hesitation, she really liked the idea.

"Yup! Finally, there's one more rule..." Ruby said sporting a naughty looking grin that Weiss had never seen on her prior.

"There's more!?" Weiss yelled, but she still didn't outright reject the stakes Ruby and Yang had pitched.

"If you lose by 15%, the loser has to make the walk from the room to the courtyard wearing only their heels!"

"I like the sound of that, what about you Weiss?" Blake instantly agreed with the stakes. Weiss was a bit concerned with how eager Blake sounded.

Internally, Weiss liked the stakes. Realistically she probably wouldn't be winning or losing by such a landslide anyway. Blake was good, but not that good. Still, the business sense instilled in her made her desire some control in the agreement, so she'd have to take that back by ****.

"I like them, however I do have one stipulation." Weiss said. Yang honestly looked a bit impressed with Weiss' willingness to risk her pride like this.

"Name it, Ice Queen." Blake said competitively.

"If one of us somehow wins by 20%, then I think it's only fair that they get one chance to deal their punishment during the day, should they wish."

"Are you sure, Weiss?" Blake asked in surprise. Was Weiss really serious about one of them potentially being marched through Beacon naked in broad day light?

"Of course. We have those masks for a reason, remember? Besides, if one of us really puts up such an embarrassing performance, then I'd say they deserve a day of humiliation, wouldn't you say?" Weiss said. She sounded confident, but the confidence in her voice wasn't fully translating to her mind.

"You drive a hard bargain Weiss. I accept." Blake accepted and the two girls shook on it. Weiss turned towards Ruby.

"I'm going to apologize in advance, Ruby."

"Um, what for?" Ruby said nervously at the attention that her partner was paying her.

"After hearing how harsh you made the stakes, I've decided that I'm spanking you regardless if I win or lose. You and Blake will look so cute with your bare asses bent over my lap! I hope you're prepared for that." Weiss said, doing her most intimidating voice.

"O-Okay." Ruby nodded nervously. Weiss did have a point, she had gone a bit far with the stakes, but that was mostly Yang's fault!

"What? No one wants to spank me?" Yang asked, feigning being offended.

"As tempting as that is, something tells me you'll be getting plenty of those when you're showering with a group of guys." Blake teased back.

"Hey! You don't have to remind me!"

Before team RWBY's conversation could devolve into bickering, their ten minute intermission ended. Glynda called all four fighters to the stage. Blake, Weiss, Cinder, and Pyrrha took their positions.

"After this battle, there will be no intermission before the next match. To be fair, we'll have both fights start simultaneously on different arenas. I will supervise Pyrrha vs Cinder, Amber will take over Weiss vs Blake. Before we split name your stakes." Glynda explained.

Ruby figured it would be easier to explain Blake and Weiss' stakes by herself, then they wouldn't miss any of its complexities. Once she finished explaining, Glynda gave her a smile and looked to Blake and Weiss for confirmation; both gave theirs as a nod.

"Very well. There's nothing wrong with a bit of nuance. What about our other fight, Ms. Fall and Ms. Nikos?"

Cinder opened her mouth to suggest something that was no doubt humiliating, but Pyrrha beat her to the punch.

"I will not be agreeing to anything Cinder suggests, nor will I be suggesting my own. You may as well go and spin the wheel for us, Professor Goodwitch." Pyrrha said, glaring at Cinder the whole time she spoke.

"What!?" Cinder yelled in surprise at her planned being thrown of course. Everyone could see the disappointment she felt about not being able to shape the battle to her advantage.

"Very well, if that's how you feel, I will generate the forfeits. Remember the rules, everyone. You will be shown 3 prompts, and may vote on your scroll for which one you'd like to see. Please remain silent until the votes are tallied, to keep voting fair; unless you have a question. Should there be a tie, I will be the one to break it."

Team RWBY pulled out their scrolls and sure enough, a popup appeared that took them to the voting screen. The prompts had not been generated yet.

"This is your last chance to back out, girls."

"Go ahead and roll them." Pyrrha said, confirming she hadn't changed her mind after hearing the process.

Glynda began the randomization process. The prompts appeared one-by-one on the screen, each one caused an audible gasp in the audience.

"Loser gets an aura tattoo of the winner's symbol placed on a body part of the winner's choosing, excluding the face."

"Loser must pose for an embarrassing photo of the winner's choice."

"Loser must wear only a towel for a day of the winner's choice."

"Professor Goodwitch, what's an aura tattoo?" Ruby asked. She wasn't willing to make either girl get a real tattoo permanently on their body, but had never heard of an aura tattoo. Apparently, many of the other girls hadn't either.

"That's an excellent question, Ms. Rose. An aura tattoo is slightly different than a real tattoo. They're much easier to place and do not hurt nearly as much as a real one. The interesting property about aura tattoos though, is that they are tied to another person's aura. Once placed, they're like a remote piece of that person's soul. They are not permanent, however. There are two ways to remove an aura tattoo: breaking the placer's aura, or getting them to manually undo it." Glynda explained.

Yang raised her hand, "What's the point though? If they aren't permanent, why not just get a real tattoo?"

"For one, they're a bit of a huntress tradition. They're common among huntress partners and lovers. For one, they work across any distance. As long as the tattoo is still active on your person, you know that your loved one is safe and sound. Additionally, there is a bit of a side effect..." Glynda admitted, her face seemingly a touch embarrassed.

"A side effect?" Weiss asked, curious about this tradition that she had never heard about.

"Its a side effect that's used primarily by lovers. You see, if the placer concentrates, they can send signals through their aura marks. Sometimes this is just sending feelings or emotions through, but it has a lewder purpose. You see, one can also send touch through the mark. Do you see where I'm going with this?"

"Are you saying that couples use this for pleasure?" Blake asked with a flush. It sounded like an idea that would come from one of her books.

"Exactly. If a huntress is away from home and is missing intimacy, they can send their affection through the mark, and vice versa. Some 'innovative' couples have also used it to spread attention between multiple partners." Glynda said, unable to help her eyes from glancing at the results of one such couple. Hopefully, Yang and Ruby wouldn't make the connection that their father used to use aura tattoos to go down on both their mothers at the same time.

To Glynda's understanding, Raven still had his symbol delicately placed on her clit; since he was unwilling to remove it, she still felt every bit of pleasure that Summer did. A drunk Summer had once explained to her in graphic detail how much perverse pleasure she felt from Raven still being **** to feel every time Summer and Tai had sex. Raven was normally a sore spot for both of them, but after a few glasses of wine, nearly anything was fair game with Summer.

"So what you're saying essentially, is that the loser would have to bear the winner's mark, including everything that would bring, until the winner's aura breaks?" Cinder asked, a touch mortified at the thought of being branded in such a way. Glynda nodded.

Ruby couldn't exactly blame Cinder for her ****. Ruby could emphasize. If she was fighting Pyrrha herself, and Pyrrha chose to put her mark in a sensitive spot after winning... It would likely be there a long time. Pyrrha would have full access to toy with her sensitive areas whenever she wanted! She was going to have to stash that thought away for now... As 'horrible' as that sounded on herself, this was a bet for someone else. Ruby knew what she would be voting for.

"If there are no more questions, let the voting commence."

The voting only took a few seconds to finish, and the result was exactly as one would expect. 5/8 had voted for the tattoo, 3 had voted for the towel one.

"Then it's settled. Following the tournament, the loser will have their mark placed. This way, it will not be affected by the final round. It does consume some aura to place, so it is best that we wait for later. Regardless, we have dallied enough, please proceed to your designated arenas."

Ruby, Weiss, and Blake followed Amber towards one of the side arenas. Pyrrha vs Cinder was obviously the main attraction though. Yang was going to come support her team until she saw that Cinder had a much larger crowd. Blake had given her an understanding look as she went to support their friend and Ruby had promised to be neutral. Yang had a vested interest in seeing Cinder get destroyed, so she wanted to make sure the crowd wasn't entirely against Pyrrha.

A topless Yang would certainly balance out the excitement... Although, she would be competing against a fully nude Neo as a cheerleader. Well hey, at least she could be louder then her!

Blake and Weiss began their fight at 90% and 80% respectively. Blake had put herself in a great position by beating Neo so handily. Especially when you considered that their remaining aura would matter. Weiss looked up at the arena screen and quickly did the math to determine what aura level she would have to maintain in order to punish Blake more harshly.

Assuming she knocked Blake to exactly 50% then she would need to keep her aura at:

55% would keep Blake bottomless tonight and give her 5 days of extra time to enjoy her forfeit.
60% would let her bend Blake over in the courtyard at night, where anyone could see
65% would **** Blake to walk to the courtyard wearing only her heeled boots
70% would mean that Blake had to do all of the above, but once she had to do it in broad daylight!

On the flip side, Weiss had to make sure that she lowered Blake's aura past the 60% mark. She could accept a loss no problem, but she absolutely could not let Blake punish her in public! Blake had a 10% advantage from her previous fight, no matter what, Weiss needed to ensure that she brought her low enough, even if she still lost. Honestly, Weiss hadn't considered that Blake had more aura in the tank when she added her last condition! If Blake dropped her by 30% before Weiss landed 20%, then she would be marching nude through Beacon!

'Focus Weiss! You can't let the stakes distract you here! You have a fight to win!' Weiss scolded herself for losing focus. She took a quick glance towards Blake. Their eyes met and Weiss could see how amused Blake was at her distracted face. How dare she! Amber decided that she'd better start the fight before it turned messy.

"I may not be Glynda Goodwitch, however, you know the rules. When I say stop, you will stop immediately. Are you both ready?" Amber asked. Her stern tone seemed out of sync with her normally playful personality.

Both girls held their weapons at the ready and nodded.

"Alright then. 3... 2... 1... Fight!" Amber called.

Weiss and Blake clashed in the middle of the arena. Both girls were agile enough, but nearly as much so as Neo had been. There was less evasion this fight; instead, both girls parried most of the other's attacks.

Ruby cheered them both on in the background, but was also watching the other fight out of the corner of her eye. Pyrrha seemed to have Cinder on the back foot. Ruby could see the panic in Cinder's eyes as she was overwhelmed with deflecting Pyrrha's rapid strikes.

True to her word, Yang was exuberantly cheering for Pyrrha. Every hop was doing interesting things to her chest that Ruby tried to keep her eyes away from. Neo and Emerald weren't cheering nearly as loudly for Cinder; although from Neo that was no surprise. Neo was still naked of course, her only cover being the umbrella that she used as a weapon. She held it in a way that covered her entire front between her knees and her neck, which Ruby was a bit disappointed in. Despite her short stature, the girl was stacked in a way that Ruby couldn't keep her eyes away from.

In the meanwhile, Blake and Weiss continued attacking in the middle. They both used their semblance in copious amounts: Blake to dodge and Weiss for utility. Weiss' semblance allowed her to be almost anywhere in the arena instantly. Her semblance really was incredibly flexible though; if one was smart enough to wield it optimally. Like she'd done with Ruby, Weiss was utilizing it to stop Blake's retreats and cover her flanks. Ruby thought she needed to use it a bit more offensively though.

A unique consequence of the fight's stakes were that both girls cared less about losing, and much more about not losing badly. If one of them lost by just a few percent, it wouldn't be a problem. They'd suffer a sore rear and a bit of embarrassment at presenting themselves to the club, but not anything further then that. In fact, losing here might actually be a _benefit. _Glynda hadn't explained how the last round worked. Ruby knew that the winner would get to punish all the losers, but would there be a forfeit between just the two finalists? If that was the case, she'd definitely prefer to lose here, then risk total embarrassment against Cinder or Pyrrha.

Regardless, because both girls were focused on not losing each individual clash. If their opponent dealt 5%, they'd have to match that before retreating, or else they'd be risking facing a worst punishment. In other words, both girls were playing it a bit safe.

If Ruby were being cynical though, she'd say that Weiss was playing this wrong. Her strategy was fine for a fair fight and she executed it well, but Blake had started with a 10% aura advantage on her. Weiss was too smart to lose because of a numbers problem, but what did she have planned? If Ruby was being honest, she would've much preferred for her to execute her plan early on and even out their aura count, then settle for a battle of attrition. It would just lower the chance that Blake would flip the script on her and win by a bigger gap than she was willing to concede.

At least, Ruby assumed that Weiss wasn't willing to be paraded through Beacon in the nude; daylight or not. If she was though, Ruby couldn't exactly judge... She'd be a hypocrite and a liar, since she would very much enjoy watching Weiss make that trip.

The judges were still out on whether Ruby would enjoy that for herself; especially considering there was still a group punishment to complete tonight. She'd probably get her answer later tonight...

Both fights seemed to be coming to a close now. Blake was at 67% aura, Weiss was at 55%. Although she'd only known her partner for a week, Ruby could see that Weiss was being drained from the excessive use of her semblance tonight. She probably couldn't win anymore, but she was still determined to close the gap between them. Ruby had an inkling that as long as Weiss knocked Blake below 65%, she'd be satisfied with her win. It wasn't the perfect outcome, but she would at least get to keep her nightgown on during their week of nightly 'walks'...

In the main arena, Pyrrha had Cinder on the ropes. Ruby wasn't sure what Cinder had done to piss off Pyrrha, but it must have been something. Unless... Pyrrha was simply enjoying this tournament much more than she let on. That was ridiculous though... Right? Pyrrha had fought in dozens of tournaments, why would this one be any different?

Regardless of what had Pyrrha fired up, it seemed like it wouldn't matter much longer. Pyrrha had Cinder in the exact circumstances she wanted: low enough aura, exhausted, and primed for a finishing blow.

Cinder was so busy blocking that she didn't even notice Pyrrha give her a moment of respite. By the time she noticed the lack of attacks, it was far too late. Cinder had just the briefest of moments to let her expression morph into surprise, before Pyrrha's thrown shield slammed into her face with accuracy that would never cease to amaze Ruby.

The entire fight Pyrrha had been working to bring Cinder's guard lower and lower by focusing her attacks in that direction. The shield throw subverted that, forcing Cinder to desperately close the gap, leaving her torso exposed. Pyrrha ended the fight with a savage slice across her midsection, sending Cinder flying onto her back. Ruby was very happy with that result.

With the most interesting fight concluded, the spectators quickly moved to watch the other one. Soon, everyone besides Pyrrha and Cinder had joined Ruby.

They'd joined at the perfect time. Ruby turned her attention away from the crowd and back towards Weiss just in time to see her prepare her final gambit. There was a brief hesitation as Weiss stood defying gravity on a vertical white glyph. In an instant, she was shot at Blake with monumental speed. It wasn't a winning maneuver, but it would certainly do damage.

Blake seems to realize what Weiss was going for as well. Realistically, she probably wouldn't have been able to completely finish Weiss without her aura dropping below 65 anyways. If she ended it instantly like Weiss planned, she might have a shot.

In the blink of an eye they collided. Both girls were knocked to the side. Before they could recover, Amber's voice rang out.

"That's time! Blake is the winner!" She called. Her earlier stern toned seemed to have faded.

Ruby brought her eyes up to the screen. Like Amber had announced, Blake was the victor, but not by the margin she'd probably been hoping for:

Blake Belladonna - 62%

Weiss Schnee - 49%

Blake stood up first and walked towards Weiss with her hand extended. Weiss accepted it and pulled herself up. Her expression was surprisingly anger free.

"You fought well." Blake complimented in her usual brief cadence.

"Thank you. You did as well. If you hadn't had an advantage, it would've been much closer!"

"Hey, don't blame me for that! Blame Ruby for putting up a fight." Blake said.

"Oh believe me, I plan to blame her very thoroughly tonight." Weiss said with a mischievous look towards Ruby.

Ruby suddenly felt fearful for the 'blame' that Weiss would surely release on her ass later. That's not even mentioning how Weiss would surely be sampling all the goods Ruby had to offer while they slept! Ruby wasn't sure what was going to be more embarrassing: Weiss spanking her or how wet she was going to be when she woke up tomorrow. She could already hear the teases that Yang would be throwing at her in the morning when she rolled out of Weiss' bed nude and dripping.

"Still, if you don't have any excuses left, I think its time we get your punishment over with. I've got a final to get to, after all." Blake said with a smirk. Weiss rolled her eyes. The expression was out of place contrasting against her flushed face. It seemed that reality was just hitting her. She was about to present herself to 8 near-strangers, all because she'd lost a fight.

"F-Fine. How do you want to do this?" Weiss asked. She couldn't exactly bend over Blake's lap in their current state.

"Professor Goodwitch, would you mind floating a chair over to us?" Blake asked politely.

"That is certainly not a problem." Glynda answered. So far she seemed to be in a much better mood while working with the club than she normally was.

In a few moments, a simple chair had floated over from its place along the wall to the stage. It was orientated in a way that if Blake used her right hand, Weiss would be showing her bare butt to the crowd as she bent over it. Blake took a seat and gently patted her lap. Weiss walked over to her with an incredibly flustered expression.

"I assume I don't have to remind you about the exact terms of the bet?" Blake asked.

"N-No..." Weiss said.

"Good. Drop your panties and your aura~" Blake said. She had said that last part in a tone dripping with seduction. Weiss swallowed, but obeyed. Technically, the bet hadn't specified anything about aura, but Weiss didn't think it wise to argue with the woman who's mercy she was at. She would've demanded the same, had she won.

Her pale fingers slowly traced up her thighs before finding her waistband. She let out a regretful sigh before she began lowering them. She flushed further at the hollers she heard once they had passed the cover of her skirt. She let them drop around her ankles once they'd reached her knees.

"Good girl." Blake complimented. She signaled her next order by simply patting her lap.

Weiss took the hint and leaned over Blake's lap with as much grace as she could muster; which wasn't much. It was an awkward position, but that seemed unavoidable given the current circumstances.

Weiss gasped as she felt Blake dance her fingers down her back towards her target. Once she got past her hips, she took ahold of the skirt part of her dress. The whole thing was a single piece; so Blake would have to improvise... She flipped up Weiss' skirt and revealed what she'd been hiding so far. Blake was almost disappointed that she was the only one in the room who couldn't see Weiss' light pink slit, lightly framed with a white, trimmed, and neat triangle of hair.

"Cross your ankles," Weiss did so, "Are you ready?" Blake asked. Weiss turned her head enough to be able to see Blake out of the corner of her eyes. Blake smiled lightly at the humiliated look she wore at being put in such a position. She might not hate Weiss, but a deeply buried part of her still enjoyed seeing Schnee's knocked down a peg.

"Y-Yes."

The first hit and a pretty noise followed quickly after.

Blake wasn't excessively cruel, but she did enjoy her reward for winning. Weiss had an exquisite rear that felt wonderful as it recoiled away from each strike. The noises Weiss was making with each strike were even better. Blake was glad she had won a week's worth of doing this.

Sadly, all good things have to come to an end eventually. Blake wound up as hard as she could before she delivered her final strike onto Weiss' right side. Weiss must have channeled all her opera training into the noise that followed, because it was music.

"And that's 20. You can get up now, assuming you can still walk." Blake said, gently caressing Weiss' exposed skin in an attempt to be soothing.

Weiss took a second to catch her breath, enjoying the contrast between the harsh slaps and the gentle caresses. Eventually she found the awareness to flip her skirt back down and somewhat preserve her modesty. She knew she must be glistening down there. Hopefully the audience couldn't tell. A few moments later she managed to uncross her ankles and stand on shaky legs. Even on heels, Weiss still had the composure to bend down and begin pulling her underwear back into place.

Now that she could see Weiss' face, Blake could see how much she'd enjoyed being punished like that. Her face was flushed a deep red. It could've been anger, she supposed, but there was one way to make sure...

"Ah, don't think you're done yet. We said bottomless, remember?" Blake reminded her.

"T-This is a dress! I can't just remove the bottom!" Weiss said, appalled at Blake's last demand. She had been in the process of putting her panties back into place when Blake stopped her. She was so close to be decent again!

"Well, I'd guess you'd better remove the whole thing then." Blake teased. Weiss looked at her in shock. Before Weiss could response, Blake made an impulsive decision that would undoubtedly change team RWBY's dynamic going forward.

"Here. Tie it up around your waist with this." Weiss looked down at Blake's extended hand and that it was holding her bow.

"Blake, are you sure about giving me your bow like this—" Weiss had a shocked expression as she finally looked Blake in the eyes, revealing the faunus ears that now wiggled freely without the bow. She knew she wasn't the only surprised one given the gasps she heard in the crowd.

"You're—!" Weiss took a deep breath. Regardless of her father's views on faunus, Weiss knew this wasn't the time to say something. She would no doubt say something awful in her post-fight mood. Considering she was at Blake's mercy for the next week, that wouldn't be wise.

"Thank you, Blake. You didn't have to do this." Weiss said sincerely, doing her best to give Blake a genuine smile. It was a surprisingly soft moment, considering Blake's bow was about to be up-skirting Weiss' skirt for the rest of the night.

"No problem. Now, I've got a fight to win." Blake said, turning to lock eyes with Pyrrha. Thankfully for her, Pyrrha seemed lost the fire that had been fueling her anger against Cinder. Honestly, Blake didn't think that would matter. Pyrrha was a duelist of the highest calibre, Blake's strengths lay elsewhere. All she could really hope for is to keep things close. She didn't even have a group forfeit in mind!

"You all put up a wonderful showing. I hope you're both ready then, it's time for the finals to begin!"

Blake and Pyrrha both nodded and followed Glynda to the main stage.