“Play with yourself.”

Ruby was pretty sure she misheard Weiss.

“Could you repeat that, it almost sounded like you sa...”

Weiss once again grabbed a Rubooby. “Play. With. Your. Self.” She made the same motions from when she first touched Ruby’s breasts.

“Come on Weiss, you can’t be serious.” The look on Weiss’s face told her she was dead serious. “On second thought, your right, I can make do with what I have.”

“That’s too bad Ruby, it’ll probably be pretty embarrassing when I tell Port about the streaker in the class.” Weiss was beyond reason at this point.

“But I said you can keep the bra.” Ruby was becoming distraught, and felt a bit betrayed by the girl she was so attracted to.

“Ruby, the way I see it you have two options. You can get caught right now, topless in class. Or you can give me a show, and I’ll help you get out of here. What’ll it be?”

Ruby was confused, and didn’t know what to do. She was upset, but couldn’t help but feel a bit wet down under, and not from what Weiss has already done. Was she getting turned on by Weiss taking such control of her helpless state?