Vernal keeps going

Vernal could tell that Weiss was nervous. "Don't look at them, Weiss. Don't think about them. Look at me. Think about me. Right now, you're mine. And you know what happens next."

The cheers of "Take it off!" in the crowd of bandits made it clear. Weiss had to stop her, somehow.

Weiss struggled, but she was too slow to stop Vernal from reaching behind Weiss' back, and unclasping her bra.

As it dropped to the floor, Weiss instinctively covered herself. "Don't resist, just relax", Vernal whispered into her ear. Vernal's voice distracted Weiss just long enough for her to slip her hands underneath Weiss' arms, and caress her nipples. Weiss quivered with each touch. She wasn't used to this feeling **** like this.

Finally, Vernal reached for Weiss' panties. This time, Weiss was able to achieve some resistance, but Vernal simply smiled. She had another trick up her sleeve.

Before Weiss could react, Vernal backed her into a corner of the cage, and began to kiss her, first on her lips. Weiss' eyes went wide as she found herself unable to resist Vernal's advance. As Weiss became more comfortable, Vernal ventured down her body, first to her neck, then her breasts once again.

Only when they separated did Weiss realize that her panties were nowhere to be found. A wave of embarrassment overcame her. Finally, Weiss was nude, in front of the hungry crowd.

Before she could properly come to terms with her newfound nakedness, Vernal began to examine her. Weiss shivered as Vernal's hands moved over every part of her body, from her face, jaw, and neck, across her chest, and down to her waist, buttocks and legs.

Of course, Vernal was loving this. Raven did most of this kind of work, but they both knew that the Schnee girl would need a more delicate touch. "You'll make a good pet for now. Don't disappoint me. I wouldn't want to have to discipline you."

"That's enough for now."

"Yes, Raven." Without hesitation, Vernal exited the cage, leaving Weiss alone once again. Weiss expected to be relieved, but she wasn't. Instead, she felt more exposed. She could feel all eyes on her again, heavier than before. Her legs began to falter, and she could feel herself becoming faint.

It was only when Raven heard the thud of Weiss collapsing that she began to worry about the Schnee girl. After all, what use was she dead?

"She's still breathing."

"Good. Get her sorted out."