Triggers

As the two girls woke, Jaune wasted no time at all using the triggers.

"Ice Cream, swatter kitty!" Jaune barked out.

"Ow!" Blake whined as her hand rose up and slapped her ass. "Ow! Ow! Owwww!"

Meanwhile, Weiss's eyes had rolled backwards into her head, her mouth wide open, her body violently twitching and writhing as she flopped to the floor.

"OOOAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! GGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" she cried out as an incredibly powerful orgasm tore through her body like a malestrom.

"Ow! Weiss are you-- ow! Okay?" Blake asked, somewhat concerned. But Weiss couldn't reply. Her writhing around caused her skirt to hike up, revealing her now completely soaked panties.

As he orgasm subsided, she still lay there, limp and loose, still twitching a bit, as drool began to drip from her mouth onto the floor, her breathing heavy.

"Gggguhhhh.... guhbubh... kkuuuuuhhhhh" she quietly moaned and giggled, her mind now well and fully shattered for the moment.

"Jaune can you-- owww! Help her?"

"Blake. Forget Weiss"

"Ow! Uh... what was I saying? Ow! Nnng..."