Glynda is Despoiled First

The newly setup camp that night was full of revelry. The bandits were in good spirits. How could they not be? While the fight had been harsh, in the end none of them had been seriously injured thanks to their aura taking most of the damage. And to top it all off they had five new slaves to break in. While the members of the enslaved team RWBY were rather pleasant to torment and fuck, nothing beat the feeling of subjecting a fresh **** who doesn't know the feeling of the unwanted dick of one of her master's forcing its way inside her. That kind of feeling of power and corruption just couldn't be beat.

While some bandits would satisfy themselves with continuing to torment team RWBY, a lot of the bandits were setting themselves up to intimately know the pussies and bodies of five new huntress slaves they had acquired. And who could blame them? Outside the reach of the wider reach of the CCT system out in the wilds most people had to find their own entertainment. Such as indulging themselves in their newly acquired sex slaves.

That night, the bandits partook in their limited supply of **** as they celebrated their victory. They eagerly waited their leader to open the proceedings. And why wouldn't they? The bandit leader had fought Glynda Goodwitch of all people one on one and had emerged bruised but triumphant. They were in no hurry to cross a person with that level of power.

The entertainment started with the entire group of bandits arrayed in front of a prepared stage. In front of the stage lay Pyrrha, Nora, Coco, and Velvet chained by their wrists to individual posts. All four were still dressed in the now ragged combat clothes they had been captured in, though they weren't predicted to stay in those clothes for long if the bandits had anything to say about it.

In the center of the stage was a now conscious Glynda Goodwitch, suspended by her wrists with her feet off the stage floor, as the centerpiece of the entire show.

Team RWBY lay off to the side of the main event, each member's wrist chained to the wall as they helplessly watched.

The bandit leader started things by taking the stage, smirking as he groped Glynda's ass much to her annoyance.

"Men!" He shouted joyously. "We! Are! Victorious!"

The bandit's let out a yell of triumph as they drank in the sight of the defeated huntresses in front of them. The bandits, being used to the wilds, weren't strangers to the dangers of Grimm. They knew Grimm were attracted by negativity and repulsed by positive feelings. But what was the suffering of nine women compared to the joy and happiness of dozens of bandits? Quantity was a quality all its own. Using such things was key to survival in the wilds.

"And now!" The leader shouted as he raised up Glynda's riding crop. "We take what we've earned!"

With that he brought down the riding crop on Glynda as hard as he could, the **** carving off a chunk of the professor's pencil skirt. Glynda to her credit merely grit her teeth and glared hatefully at the bandit leader. The leader grinned and raised the riding crop for another blow.

The crowd cheered as the leader rained blow after blow on Glynda, carving off bit after bit of her black pencil skirt, dress, and white top. The cheered even more after the last bit of cloth was stripped away and Glynda was left in nothing but her lacy but conservative purple bra and panties, the remains of her stockings, and her high heeled boots.

"Take what we've earned!" The bandit leader repeated with a grin.

With that he leaned forward and unclipped Glynda's bra, exposing her prestigiously large breasts the the horny crowd who cheered at the sight of the famed huntress's nipples. He unzipped and took off each of her boots, throwing them to the side like trash before then ripping the remains of her tattered stockings off to leave her legs and feet bare. Then, without fanfare, he hooked his thumbs inside her panties and with one movement pulled them down to her ankles exposing her pussy completely.

The bandits went wild at the famous naked huntress in front of them, even more as their leader pulled the panties off of Glynda's ankles and waved her underwear in the air, leaving her without a single stitch of clothing. Glynda could do nothing but bite her lip in frustration and remain silent. Never in her entire career had she been humiliated this bad, exposed completely naked to a crowd of dozens of lowlifes. Her bare pale skin exposed with the red marks of her whipping visible for all to see.

"Another sign of our glory!" The bandit leader cried. He set Glynda's weapon, dubbed The Disciplinarian, as well as her purple bra and panties aside on his personal wagon in a place of honor as the greatest opponent he had ever faced. Throughout his wagon on display lay the underwear and weapons of team RWBY paired up with their captured weapons, showcased to everyone. Crescent Rose with Ruby's black and strawberry underwear. Myrtenaster with Weiss's expensive lacy white bra and panties. Gambol Shroud with Blake's lewd black bra and exposing panties. And finally Ember Celica paired with Yang's yellow bra and thong. A collection numbering five different huntress's weapons and underthings, soon to number nine.

"You know the drill men! The rest are yours! But bring me their bras and panties intact!" The leader said as he worked as his zipper and pulled out his erect cock. The rest of the bandits cheered as they rushed the four captive huntresses, unchaining them and dragging them off. A few settled instead on the newly available team RWBY.

Glynda tried to fight but could do nothing as she felt the bandit leader grip her hips, put his cock between her pussy lips, and push forward.

She couldn't help but let out a cry as she felt inch after inch of the leader, her conqueror, fill her. More and more pushed into her until at last the leader stopped with the tip of his cock knocking at the entrance of her womb. His hips pressed snug against her soft butt.

"Mm, a perfect fit." The bandit leader mused as he reveled in the feeling of the walls of Glynda's pussy pressing down on every single inch of his penis. "Amazing. You truly are amazing Goodwitch. It's like fate lead you here just to be my ****."

Glynda opened her mouth to retaliate with some insult that would let her keep some of her dignity, instead all she could do was moan as the bandit leader drew back and began to thrust his cock over and over into her. It had been years since she had indulged herself in the pleasure of sex. Now she couldn't help but find her mind going blank as the entrance of her womb was pounded at again and again and again.

"P-Please stop." Was all she could say as the leader thrust harder and harder. She hated herself for her weakness. She was a professor! She had to set an example for her students! She was better than this!

Yet all she could do was give a continual signs of pleasure as the bandit leader bred her.

"Never! You're my best catch yet! You're getting knocked up tonight Goodwitch!" The Leader thundered as he plundered Glynda's depths with stroke after stroke.

Glynda could do nothing but moan and cry out so loud the whole camp could hear her, those bandits that weren't occupied laughing at her. The excitement and lewdness was so much the bandit leader couldn't stand it anymore.

His thrusts picked up, coming harder and harder as he enjoyed the feel of her body as much as he could. Then he thrust as deep as he could and Glynda felt a flood of hot cum flood into her empty womb that had been empty for so long. She had dedicated herself to her career she had gone a long time without knowing the touch of a man, too busy to ever have children of her own. Now, was this lowlife bandit finally impregnating her?

The feeling was so much that her body betrayed her and clenched tightly in orgasm around the man's cock as he came inside of her. As she gasped in pleasure, Glynda reflected she had never felt more ashamed.

"Ah, now that was a fuck." The bandit leader said as he pulled his soiled cock out of the Beacon professor. He lowered the despoiled professor down until he could position his length in front of Glynda's mouth. He couldn't help but sigh as he felt the teacher's tongue go to work with cleaning him.

While she licked he grabbed at her large breasts, pinching each nipple in his hands. He smiled as every last bit if cum and her arousal was licked off, his dick hardening again under the professor's ministrations and his own gropes.

"Well I'm off then. Don't worry, I'll be back to properly knock you up. But I've got to go have a nice taste of your students first. Until then, my men will keep you company." He said with an evil grin.

With that the bandit leader left the savor the pussy of the next newly captured huntress. Glynda couldn't help but whimper a bit as five new bandits approached with their cocks out, some fresh from defiling the students she was supposed to protect.

They would have no mercy for a failure like her.