Yang's Conquest, Part 1
Yang didn't have to go too far before she came across a lake born from a multiple spout waterfall. She had followed the rocky wall until she came across the waters where she stooped down by the shore, the blue flag in her hands. Before she dipped it in the crisp water, she took a moment to admire the handiwork from her little bullet. That was the moment she finally noticed the nude girl staring at her from underneath one of the smaller waterfalls.
Face flushing red, Yang slammed the flag into the waters with much more force than necessary and successfully drenched herself in the process. Equally red, Pyrrha dropped herself down until the water level touched her chin. "Yang? Why are you washing our flag...?" the naked girl asked, mostly as a distraction for why shewas naked in the middle of a combat evaluation.
However, Yang was not one to be easily deterred. "What? Pyrrha, what happened to your clothes?" the blonde asked over the loud splashing of her rubbing the flag against some rounded stones. Her purple eyes were locked on Pyrrha though, because Yang thought that she was a stunning woman. Impossibly long crimson hair floated all around the girl in the lake, and her green gaze was shy to meet Yang's eyes. The blonde felt her heart racing out of growing excitement.
"Well... actually, your sister took me out and in the process, I landed in a rather disgusting pond. The smell... You wouldn't believe it! Anyway, since I'm out already, I thought I'd take a quick dip so I wouldn't have to smell during the trip back home," Pyrrha replied honestly. Yang gave a nod in understanding while she continued to scrub the flag out.
Pyrrha seemed to overcome her embarrassment, because she stood up again to help get a better view of the blue fabric in Yang's hands. "So what happened to our flag?" she asked again with genuine curiosity. Why would anyone need to wash one of the team's flags?
The answer was blunt, "Some messy victory sex."
For a moment, Pyrrha didn't know if Yang was kidding or not, but the grin on the blonde's face spoke volumes. "Wow, Yang! I had no idea you were so... adventurous!" the taller girl said. "That's a risky thing to do with so many people around."
"Says the girl standing naked in a lake," Yang commented with a sly wink.
Pyrrha blushed hotly again but she didn't try to hide her body like before. Instead, she boldly walked closer to the shoreline where Yang was, well aware that purple eyes took in her every step. Yang studied the droplets of water that glittered all across Pyrrha's exposed skin and the lengths of crimson falling all around the nude girl. It was the first time Yang had ever seen Pyrrha with her hair down. "Can I ask who you were with? Or is that too personal?"
Rising to her feet, Yang twisted the dripping flag to wring it. "Bit too personal. She wouldn't appreciate it if I told you, sorry," the coy blonde answered.
"'She', huh? That answers one thing for me, then," Pyrrha said with a small smile. Reaching out, her fingers curled around the fabric of the flag and she easily took it from Yang's grasp. She slung it around her shoulders and turned to slowly walk back to the numerous waterfalls, the flag now in her possession. She glanced over her shoulder at Yang, her green eyes telling the blonde to come and get it.
"Who's being adventurous now?" Yang said while shrugging out of her jacket. She knew it was dangerous, what the two were doing, but she didn't care at the moment. With a quick scan to check for anyone or anything around them, Yang felt secure enough to leave her clothes behind on the shore and strolled into the cool water wearing only her gauntlets Ember Celica.
Pyrrha waited for her beside the multiple spouting waterfalls, her green eyes appraising Yang's physique. The blonde girl approached the redhead and pushed her back up against the wet rocky wall right inside of a small waterfall. They kissed fiercely beneath the cascading waters that ran across their naked bodies, and Yang wasted no time. Her fingertips began their dance against shapely breasts and caused Pyrrha to gasp slightly.
Breaking the kiss to speak, Yang asked, "Have you ever been with someone like this before...?" When Pyrrha bit her lower lip and blushed without offering a verbal answer, the blonde grinned. "I promise to make it really good, okay?" Yang whispered before she moved lower. She trailed her tongue around one of Pyrrha's nipples and flicked it erect. Her fingers dropped down to slide against the redhead's smooth stomach and then even lower.
Her touch against Pyrrha's thigh caused the inexperienced girl to flinch and start trembling. Before Yang could ask, Pyrrha murmured, "Sorry, I'm just... really excited. Not used to... to being touched by someone else."
The blonde giggled softly against her sensitive breast and replied, "Ah, don't worry. You'll get used to it soon enough..." Lips wrapped around Pyrrha's hard nipple and Yang sucked intensely. This sensation made Pyrrha groan, her hands rising to entangle in golden locks and clutch Yang's head for some kind of stability. The blonde didn't seem to mind, and again her fingers stroked the redhead's thighs. Pyrrha didn't flinch this time, so Yang dragged her fingertips upwards along an inner thigh until she felt slick, hot moisture.
Gently she stroked the hyper-sensitive lower lips on Pyrrha's body and watched the redhead's reaction to her sexual arousal. It was amusing as much as erotic to see Pyrrha experiencing these intense feelings in response to another person's touch for the first time. It was obvious the inexperienced girl didn't really know what to do with herself, but Yang loved it even more because of that.
As Yang let her fingers slide a little between those folds, she watched Pyrrha squirm and moan. The taller girl kept her eyes tightly shut and her hands shook in Yang's long golden hair. A single finger rubbed and pressed the plump clit until Yang felt Pyrrha's entire sex swelling against her finger. By the time it was dripping juices, Pyrrha was panting and groaning for more.
She drew a hand away from the back of Yang's head to gently cusp her chin and urged the blonde to stand up straight. Leaning down, Pyrrha gave Yang a surprisingly tender kiss and pulled her as close as possible. When they parted, the girl with crimson hair whispered, "Will you take me, Yang Xiao Long?"
A small smile touched Yang's lips, but she shook her head no. "Not completely... I'll pleasure you, but I leave your cherry for your first love to pop~," the blonde replied.
"And how will you accomplish that without taking me completely?" Pyrrha asked, smiling herself now.
"No spoilers, my girl~!" Yang answered heartily. With that, she gave Pyrrha another kiss and dropped her lips to become level with the taller girl's stomach. While the blonde began to kiss Pyrrha's smooth stomach, Yang's fingers slowly penetrated the redhead until she felt the resistance of the hymen. Yep, still pure~, Yang thought as she withdrew her hand and brought her head down to gently kiss the outside of Pyrrha's sex.
The taller girl's hands dug into blonde locks as an intense moan sounded from Pyrrha. She partially opened one eye to catch a glimpse of Yang's head down by her pussy and quickly shut it again, the sight alone almost too stimulating for Pyrrha. She felt a tongue flicker across her lower lips and her knees started to wobble. Steeling herself, she utilized the rocky wall against her back to help steady her legs and prepare her stance for the onslaught. However, Pyrrha had no real idea of what was about to happen.
Yang's fingers slid along Pyrrha's wet lower lips a bit before pulling them apart for her tongue. She dragged it against the sensitive length of Pyrrha's pussy until she hit the redhead's swollen hood; from there, Yang teased and played with her clit. Lapping the entire length of Pyrrha's sex a few more times, Yang then covered Pyrrha's throbbing clit with her mouth and started to suck. Her hand rose to stroke the redhead's supple ass, caressed her hip, and spiraled around her thigh until the blonde's fingers could lightly rub against Pyrrha's dripping slit from the front. She urged Pyrrha to spread her legs a bit wider. Once the taller girl complied, Yang started to gently probe her anus. With the water constantly flowing over their bodies, it wasn't hard for the blonde to push a finger through Pyrrha's button and into her hot body.
A loud gasp followed by a deep groan sounded, and Pyrrha met Yang's gaze with surprise all over her face. She felt her knees give a little, but the redhead caught herself and held firm again without falling into the water. The more Yang's finger rubbed and pushed its way in and out of her tight hole, the more Pyrrha found that she really liked the sensation. For the first time Yang heard the crimson haired girl drop a colorful swear among her moaning. The blonde smiled with satisfaction.
The hands tangled in her hair were shaking more than ever. Yang's tongue rubbed and flicked the clit in her mouth and her finger kept vigilantly working to stimulate Pyrrha's anus. When she could feel Pyrrha start to gyrate her hips, her tongue licked the entire length of that hyper-sensitive pussy. Fingers curled against her head as Pyrrha rapturously moaned her name, which drove a painful twinge of desire through the blonde's sex. Even though Yang wanted it, she knew that they wouldn't have enough time for Pyrrha to explore and touch the golden beauty. They were pushing their luck far beyond the limit already.
With that thought, Yang sought to finish it and bring Pyrrha to her climax. Slowly, Yang forced her tongue into Pyrrha's virgin sex as far as she could before meeting resistance while she swirled the finger that was already deep inside of the redhead. The taller girl suddenly doubled over with a cry and trembled fiercely as the intense pleasure overwhelmed her body, making her cum hard. Hot juices filled Yang's waiting mouth and she made sure to swallow every drop Pyrrha had to give.
The moment Yang pulled her finger out of Pyrrha and sat back, the redhead's knees gave and Pyrrha slumped into the waters. Now she was eye level with the blonde, and when their gazes met Pyrrha drew Yang in for a heated kiss. Their naked breasts rubbed together when Yang leaned into Pyrrha as much as she could, the blonde aching for more.
That distance stayed the same even when their lips parted and green eyes intently studied the golden beauty's purple gaze. In a soft murmur, Pyrrha asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Yang shook her head with her answer, "This isn't the time or place for that..." She started to pull away, but the girl with crimson hair gently embraced her to keep her close.
"Perhaps later, then?" Pyrrha heatedly whispered.
A sly grin touched Yang's lips. "If you pursue me a second time, I can't promise that I will leave your purity intact."
"If I pursue you a second time, it means that I want you to take me... so don't hold back," came Pyrrha's reply.
These words made Yang shiver with strong desire. "I will remember that, Pyrrha. But for now... we should probably get some clothes on," Yang said as she plucked the JNPR flag that floated nearby. She stood while wringing it out, then she folded it into a narrow strip before securely tying it around her right thigh.
Pyrrha remained sitting in the lake and said, "You go ahead. I need a few moments to get the strength back in my legs."
This made Yang grin. She opened her mouth for a coy response, but the words died on her lips when she heard hellish booms coming from the direction of the cave where she had left Ruby.
"No... No! Ruby!" the blonde unwittingly screamed, making a beeline for the nearest shore. Pyrrha immediately tried to stand and follow, but her legs were still too weak to support her. She bit her lip and watched Yang dash out of the water before she tried again, using the rock wall at her back for support. Forcing her legs to cooperate, the girl with crimson hair was finally able to follow after the blonde.
Yang left her clothes behind, but she didn't get a chance to run beyond Pyrrha's sight. The trees ahead of the blonde crashed to the earth, revealing a Death Stalker that was being led by Blake. Gambol Shroud was wrapped around one of the creature's pincers and the Faunus used this to string the monster along. The nude golden beauty let out a battle cry as she initialized her gauntlets and slammed her left fist into one of the Death Stalker's eight eyes. Her right hook swung and actually managed to crush the pincers that weren't bound by Blake's VBCS just from Yang's rage alone.
The creature of Grimm hissed ferociously in pain, pulling back its injured pincers to instead strike out with its tail. The lightning fast blow missed Yang when the blonde fired a shot to help her easily jump out of harm's way, and that's when Ruby appeared. Her scythe swung with blazing speed and with the additional strength of a gunshot recoil, Ruby severed the pincers that Yang had damaged.
Blake grunted as she yanked on the Death Stalker in an effective attempt to distract it. When its stinger flew for Blake's throat, Yang intercepted it with a ferocious punch and Pyrrha's spear stuck it fast to a tree, pinning it. The blonde shifted her flurry of vengeful blows to the other seven eyes that could still see, and while she blinded the Death Stalker, Ruby came spinning in and decapitated the monster's stinger. It roared and ripped its pincers free from Blake's weapon to swat Ruby away, but the redhead was already far beyond reach.
The blonde girl was still there though, so the Death Stalker sought to snap her head right off of her shoulders. It didn't even come close before Pyrrha's shield cut cleanly through its limb at its weakest point, and Yang closed in for the finishing blow. She had picked up the Death Stalker's twitching stinger, aimed it, and forced it through one of its larger red eyes. As it shrieked in pain, Yang's fist drew back with her concentrated anger, and her Semblance made her entire arm flame up with her overpowering swing. Her fist collided with the bulbous stinger and the raw power of her blow drove it deep into the Death Stalker's head.
It released a few clicking sounds, then its large body collapsed to the earth. Yang shook her hand out as she tried to catch her breath and her eyes fell upon her younger sister. The shorter girl stood over the dead creature of Grimm with blood dripping from her head, and Yang threw her arms around Ruby.
"Oh, Ruby! I was freaking out! Are you okay?" the blonde asked while trying to inspect the injury on Ruby's head.
Silver eyes glanced at Blake, then at the naked Pyrrha and Yang, and with a blush Ruby pulled free of her older sister's embrace. "I'm fine, Yang, really! It's just a small wound..." Ruby said. When Yang reached for her again, the younger girl quickly moved beyond her range and the blonde finally registered that there were two other people still with them.
"Er, right, sorry! Haha~! Anyway, where the hell did this Death Stalker come from?" the golden beauty asked. From the corner of her eye she spotted Pyrrha making a hasty retreat with weapons and clothes in hand. With her escape successful, Blake then approached the two sisters.
The Faunus pointed at Yang and said, "You might want to put on some clothes... I imagine that this wholeevent has already been seen by our teachers."
Blushing hotly, Yang threw on her clothes without another wasted moment. After she had latched her belt around her waist, she made sure that JNPR's flag was still secure around her thigh before she looked at Ruby and Blake again.
This time when she approached Ruby, the younger girl didn't retreat. The blonde inspected Ruby's head wound while the redhead spoke, "It nailed me while I wasn't paying attention, back in the cave. Luckily Blake found me and got me out of there before it could do some real damage... but I'll have a headache for a while."
Tenderly, Yang wiped the blood from Ruby's face and said, "I shouldn't have left you alone back there... I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Yang. Neither of us knew it was hiding in that cave..." the redhead said, her eyes briefly glancing at Blake to check for suspicion. However, the expression on Blake's face said that she already knew, which threw Ruby's thoughts into a frenzy. Her demeanor answered the pressing question that was on the mind of the Faunus girl, and blazing eyes of gold narrowed in Yang's direction.
Before either Blake or Yang could say anything to each other, the younger girl in Yang's arms weakly asked, "...She knows, doesn't she?"
50 Shades of Yang
In a red flash, Ruby escaped Yang's embrace and vanished into the trees. The blonde girl stared at the empty space in her arms for a long moment, then she let out a heavy sigh. She could already feel the glare from Blake, although that didn't help lessen the sting when she finally met golden eyes.
"You should have told her before now," Blake said, her voice quiet anger. "This isn't the right time to discuss it, but we will talk about it later, Yang. I have to get back to check on Weiss." Without another word, the Faunus turned and walked away, leaving Yang standing alone in silence.
She stared down at her hands for a while, until distant gunfire drew her attention back to her surroundings. Just get through the rest of this evaluation... Yang thought to herself while forcing her body into motion. With her focus completely shot, she instead burned through the rest of the evaluation staying out of sight while her mind ran through all kinds of scenarios for how the situation could end. Yang couldn't find a positive outcome.
By the time that the class arrived back at Beacon Academy, Yang had psyched herself up for the conversation with Ruby. She caught sight of her younger sister as they were stepping off of the air ship, so Yang pushed through some of the crowd to get to her. Once her foot hit the ground outside of the ship, she called out Ruby's name. Silver eyes glanced her way, but Yang was then pulled aside from the other students by a stern hand.
Purple eyes met dark green as a strong voice commanded, "Miss Xiao Long, please come with me." The expression on Glynda's face left absolutely no question: Yang was in big trouble. The younger blonde managed one parting glance at Ruby before the hand on her shoulder forcefully led her away.
"Can I ask where we're going?"
"My office. We're going to discuss your recent... behavior, and I will decide on the appropriate method to handle said behavior."
Yang didn't like the sound of that.
~*~
Numerous methods of punishment ran through Yang's mind as she stared down at the surface of Glynda's luxurious mahogany desk. The older woman had kept a stern and almost scary silence for quite some time now, and even though Yang was unnerved, she didn't let it show.
Finally, at long last, Glynda spoke. "Well, Miss Xiao Long, you should know exactly why you're sitting in my office today. Care to explain to me why you have been caught engaging in illicit activities multiple times?"
"Because I wasn't sneaky enough," Yang replied without missing a beat, and instantly she regretted her smart-mouth answer.
Dark green eyes narrowed dangerously. "I will rephrase. Why do you continue to blatantly break the academy's rule of no sexual conduct? You are already on probation for your actions on the roof of your dormitory, and now you have repeated your mistake during an evaluation." To show that there was no room for Yang to deny this, Glynda held her scroll up for Yang to see. A video played on the screen of Yang and Pyrrha, naked beneath a waterfall with the young blonde's mouth between the taller girl's legs.
Yang watched it with a crooked grin. "Can I get a copy of this? It's pretty hot..."
Glynda loudly cleared her throat while snapping her scroll shut. "I cannot begin to fathom what you are thinking, Miss Xiao Long, but you should strongly consider how your carelessness will affect your future here."
Yang's blood ran cold at this. She chose her next words very carefully, "What can I do to start making it right, then?"
The Huntress leaned back in her chair. She studied Yang intently and adjusted her spectacles before she responded, "If you sincerely wish to take steps to correct your mistakes, then I will recommend that you attend a disciplinary class. Whether you continue your education here at Beacon Academy or not will weigh upon your successful completion of the course. At this point, I think this is a fair solution for you, Yang Xiao Long."
Disciplinary class? Yang mentally questioned. Verbally, she said, "That sounds reasonable, Miss Goodwitch. I'll take the class."
At this, a very small smile touched Glynda's lips. "Agreeing to the course without learning about its content beforehand? Very adventurous of you, Miss Xiao Long. Your first class begins now." She snapped her riding crop against the edge of her desk with a loud crack and the noise made Yang jump.
"We will start with your orientation. You must learn the rules of the disciplinary class and commit them to your mind, body, and soul. That is the only way I can change you and reform you into a fine young woman." Glynda stood from her chair and walked around her large mahogany desk to stand directly in front of Yang.
The younger blonde looked up at the woman to see her lightly slapping her riding crop against the palm of her hand. "Before every class, you will don the proper attire. This time I shall help you so you know how to wear it correctly," Glynda said while giving her riding crop a graceful flick. Yang heard the office door locking behind her while simultaneously the blinds dropped to cover the windows, placing the two into intimate privacy. The teenage girl felt her body start to shake.
She got to her feet at her teacher's beckoning, and Glynda waved her riding crop to push the chair away from Yang. Slowly she walked all around Yang while studying her body's curves, then she came to a stop in front of the girl. She pressed the tip of her riding crop underneath Yang's chin to force the girl's head up until their eyes met. Glynda leaned closer until Yang could feel her breathing and said, "I have a feeling that you're going to be the best student I've ever had in this course." She stepped away from the trembling girl and waved her crop.
The desk rumbled slightly from one of the large drawers sliding open, and Glynda drew several red garments to her hands as she told Yang to remove all of her clothing. Purple eyes watched as Glynda unfolded one of the garments, revealing strips of red latex, numerous buckles, and several chains that Yang already knew would not cover up anything on her body. Oh, boy... what have I gotten myself into this time? The teenage girl followed her teacher's orders and began to pull off her clothes until she stood naked before Glynda.
"The rules for disciplinary class are as follows: you shall only and always address me as Mistress Goodwitch. You shall always obey my instructions. You shall always accept every method of reform that I choose without complaint. You shall always wear the uniform that I decide for you. You will not touch me at any point during the class. Do not be late. Do you understand these rules, Yang Xiao Long?"
Giving a nod, Yang took the red bondage suit from her mistress but also received a smart rap on the knuckle by the tip of the riding crop. When she met Glynda's green eyes, the younger blonde spoke up, "I understand, Mistress Goodwitch." She slipped on the main part of her new uniform with the ease of experience and Glynda smirked as she watched Yang slowly pull on the thigh-high red boots.
"Excellent efficiency. I see you have done this sort of thing before. Very well, I shall not waste time then. Let your reformation begin!" Glynda stepped back and waved her riding crop. Her purple cape flickered and moved as if alive and stretched out across the woman's body, completely covering her for a moment or two. It shrank down and formed a steamy dominatrix suit that exposed Glynda's breasts, but did not show off her sex like the suit Yang wore. Long gloves and stiletto boots accompanied Glynda's suit, and the older blonde fixed her glasses before cracking her riding crop across her palm to snap Yang to attention.
Yang stood up straight and met Glynda's gaze evenly. The older woman paced around Yang and stopped behind her. When Yang turned to look at Glynda, a sharp sting against her ass made her yelp. Her mistress clicked her tongue at this reaction and said, "Too loud! I suppose I will have to gag you to proceed."
"Wh-what?" Yang felt her body being lifted from the floor, and as she opened her mouth to holler in surprise, Glynda placed a ball-gag in it. She secured it around the back of Yang's head, then she used her Semblance to bind the teenage girl mid-air. Yang was horizontal with her stomach pointed towards the floor and her hands and feet held up behind her. Grunting, she strained against her bonds, but there was no way she could escape the hold of Glynda's Semblance.
The Mistress stood face to face with Yang and dragged the tip of her riding crop down the restrained girl's cheek. She could see the younger blonde trembling. "For a girl your age, you have a very active libido. I shall try to desensitize your body as much as I can with today's lesson, and that may aid you in keeping your desires under better control," Glynda said as she walked behind Yang and spread her thighs apart to study her pussy. It was perfectly outlined by red latex that strained just enough to part those lips open and reveal wet, pink skin. Yang was already dripping onto the lush carpet. "Yes, I can see that you need quite a bit of desensitizing. Do not worry, my dear student – my skills are perfectly honed for this task," Mistress Goodwitch said while stroking Yang's sex and inspecting her wet glove afterwards.
With a wave of her riding crop, Glynda unlocked a nearby wooden cupboard and scanned the rows of tools at her disposal. Yang was aimed in the direction of the cupboard, so she had a perfect view of every single object. Her eyes widened as a blush spread across her cheeks and she started to sweat. She watched as Glynda selected a double-prong vibrating dildo along with a tube of lubrication. The older woman plucked the lube from the air and left the toy to hover as she set to work. Yang whimpered a bit when she felt the slippery liquid dripping along her slit, then Glynda's fingers rubbed the lubrication directly against Yang's anus.
She probed the young blonde's tight hole a few times as she spoke, "Your instructions for today are as follows: do not climax unless I say so. If you do, you shall be punished. The bigger mess on my carpet, the worse the punishment. Keep that in mind, Miss Xiao Long."
This is not gonna be easy... Yang thought bleakly as she gave a nod. Glynda grabbed the hovering toy and dripped some lubrication onto the smaller prong. Returning the lube to the wooden cupboard, the blonde woman pressed the tip of the big prong against Yang's clit and switched the device on. Yang cried out against the ball-gag as high vibrations and circular rubbing stimulated her aching clit. Her body squirmed against her bonds instinctively and her sex tensed with need. The moving tip slid along her sensitive skin until Glynda could partially penetrate the girl. Yang groaned at this, the dildo moving and vibrating inside of her pussy while Glynda slowly pushed it in more and more. Soon the smaller prong's tip pressed incessantly against Yang's lubed anus, and when it successfully pierced her, she squealed.
The older woman secured the device in place using a couple of loose hanging buckles on Yang's red bondage suit and walked around to get a look at Yang's expression. Although the young blonde was blushing, her voice had become quiet and her expression hard. She was solid against the pleasure that tried to overwhelm her, but Yang wondered how long she could manage it. After being with Ruby, and then Pyrrha...
"Not bad, my student. I can see that you've mastered some techniques for prolonging your sexual stamina, but I'm afraid it will not help you. Part of the importance of today's lesson is failure. I must break your body's will," the blonde woman said while snapping her riding crop against Yang's bare ass. The teenage girl groaned and her purple eyes slid shut, the sharp pain driving a bolt of excitement through her body. Her sex dripped with overflowing juices and Glynda took note of the amount to compare with Yang's climax.
The older woman walked around to give one of Yang's nipples a harsh pinch, but the young blonde didn't utter a sound. She was steeling herself for the struggle ahead, and when Glynda saw this, she smiled. "Very well, then. If you can hold out for... let's say, twenty minutes, then you pass for today. Sound fair?" She whipped Yang's ass again, which made her jump but she still remained quiet. The look in those purple eyes when Glynda met them told the woman that it wouldn't be easy for her to break Yang. She smiled at this.
She reached across Yang's shoulders to gently gather all of her golden locks and tuck them to one side, exposing her back for Glynda. Raising her riding crop, she gave Yang a lash across her lower back against a strip of red latex. Glynda then waved her crop to pull something from her cupboard while tweaking Yang's nipple until it ached and more of the teenage girl's honey dripped onto the carpet. Taking the floating unlit candle, Glynda held it before Yang's eyes to show the girl what was coming next. The young blonde simply shut her eyes in response, silently telling Glynda to bring it on.
After lighting the candle, Glynda reached to give the secured dildo a few hard pushes while she waited for the wax on the candle to start rolling off. Yang grunted with every press from Mistress Goodwitch's hand, but she valiantly fought against the wracking pleasure. Once the candle wax was dripping, Glynda held it up above Yang's back.
The first hot drop brought tears to Yang's eyes while simultaneously jolting rough pleasure through her body. Her will to fight only grew stronger with every burning drip of wax, until her Semblance erupted from her with a muffled cry. Glynda didn't falter when the flames appeared over the girl's blazing hair, using this sign to snap her riding crop against Yang once more. The young blonde opened her burning red eyes and strained against Glynda's bonds with such ferocity that she almost broke free. It took all of Glynda's focus to reaffirm her magical grip on the girl and it started to burn through a great deal more of her energy to maintain the hold.
Glynda grunted before she chuckled and said, "You are indeed a splendid fighter, Yang. I can respect that..." She leaned close to whisper into Yang's ear, "Just bear in mind that if you break the bonds before the twenty minutes are up, I will have to punish you. Try to endure it a bit more, or give in. Your choice."
Yang growled against the ball-gag in her mouth and clenched her fists tightly at Glynda's words. Another hot drop of wax hit her skin and she flinched, but ordered her body to not strain so much against her bonds. It was very hard for her to maintain this balance, and the growing flames of her Semblance clearly stated this. More cum dripped from Yang's pussy, and the girl was almost ready to just let go. Almost at my limit... she thought. Gonna try to get lost in my head for a while... With this thought in her mind, Yang closed her blazing eyes and breathed out deeply. After a moment or two, she grew more distant from the powerful sensations of her body and withdrew into her mind.
It was her last stance to endure the rapturous torture of her body. Glynda noticed the young blonde's change when the flames of her Semblance became steady instead of wild, and the older woman found herself really impressed. Yang had great control over her body during a sexual encounter. The blonde woman knew that she would have a long wait of watching the clock before it was over, because Yang had put herself into a zen-like state quite successfully.
Blowing out the candle and returning it to her cupboard, Glynda released the buckles holding the dildo in place so her hand could better manipulate it. She pulled and pushed the double-prong device, stimulating Yang's body with pleasure and trying to stir her back for a long time. Eventually the girl began to moan lightly against the ball-gag as the fire from her hair grew wild once more, but Glynda glanced at the clock again to confirm that her twenty minutes were almost spent. "Quite a girl..." the woman whispered to herself as Yang's body started to writhe, as if the young blonde knew that she could almost let go.
Coming back to her senses, Yang opened her blazing eyes and groaned. She pulled against her bonds and felt her sex tense more and more. By the time she screamed with her body's release, she had endured the twenty minute mark and succeeded. Before her pussy could release its mess on the carpet, Yang broke Glynda's bonds and threw herself onto the mahogany desk. She expelled the dildo and her sex flooded Glynda's desk with hot cum. She removed the ball-gag to pant, "I... I believe we're done for today, Mistress Goodwitch?"
The older woman crossed her arms and sighed at the state of her desk. Then, she chuckled and replied, "Yes, we certainly are. Such a clever, yet annoying, method to maintain my rule about the carpet... You are dismissed, Yang Xiao Long. We will meet once a week for four more weeks, and afterwards, if you pass, you will be released from your probation. Tread carefully, young lady."
Nodding, Yang let her head fall back onto the desk as she finally caught her breath.