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“Here for business or pleasure?”
“Business,” Weiss Schnee, student of Beacon and heiress of the SDC replied. Normally, she might have found the curiosity insulting, but this being Menagerie and the Schnee reputation being what it was, she didn’t want to cause any trouble, no matter how small it might seem. “I have a meeting with the chieftain tonight to discuss SDC matters.”
“Oh, the dust deposit found in the hills.”
Weiss paused. “You know of it?”
“It’s old news by now, Miss Schnee.” The woman smiled. “It’s all the locals want to talk about. New jobs for the area, lower dust prices. Why, there’s a lot of good sentiment surrounding this.”
“Really? I mean, I’m glad. Yes. Pleased.”
If the woman noticed her slip, she didn’t mention it. The missive from her father asking her to visit Menagerie for this deal had come out of nowhere, right when she was busy in Beacon. A part of her, a large part, had been tempted to turn him down, but Blake had begged her otherwise. Dust being found on Menagerie would be good for all the faunus there, enabling them to escape the sometimes-oppressive import costs from Atlas. It would not only help Menagerie to be more self-sufficient, bit it would also go a long way to easing tensions between the faunus and the SDC.
Always a good thing.
That tension was presumably why father had broken his silence to contact her, since he couldn’t very well go – being the most hated man alive to any faunus – and Winter being in the Atlas military was no better. Either would be seen as an aggressive move by the White Fang.
As a huntress, Weiss was independent.
Or as independent as one could be when you had the name “Schnee” tagged onto you. Close enough for Menagerie to feel safer with her than Jacques or Winter.
It was a drag; the very thing she’d hoped to escape on coming to Beacon, but if it was for the betterment of all these people, then she really had no right to refuse. It would be selfish beyond belief and this was only for a few days. A week at most.
“I suppose if you have heard of it, there’s no problem,” Weiss said. “As I understand it, Menagerie wants our assistance in setting up their own mind but wishes to handle the organisation themselves. I am to assist in forging a contract.”
“Aye. That’s what I heard. No one wants the Schnee in charge here with how they-” The woman quickly covered her mouth. “I’m so sorry.”
“Think nothing of it. I’m aware our reputation is not what it could be.”
“No, no. That was still rude of me. Forgive me. You shouldn’t listen to an old woman going on, either way. The mine will be good for us, as will a little more peaceful interaction between the SDC and us. Is your meeting with the chieftain tonight?”
“Yes. At eight. I suppose I shall be waiting until then.”
The woman tapped a finger on the counter, mulling something over in her mind. “Well, you don’t have to do nothing. Tell me, are you aware that there’s a festival tonight?”
“I had heard of it, yes. I wasn’t planning to attend.”
“You should. The chieftain probably intends to meet you there.”
Weiss was unsure how to phrase her worry. “I was not sure someone with my name would be… welcome there. I do not wish to intrude.”
“Oh no, no, no. You’ll be welcome, dear. More than welcome! In fact, please let me give you my ticket as an apology for my little insult earlier. I wanted to attend myself, but one of my staff came down sick and I had to take over. Please, go in my place. Have a little fun. Get to see what Menagerie is all about.”
Hesitantly, Weiss accepted the ticket. “If you’re certain…?”
“I am.” The woman was all smiles. “I think it’ll do a world of good for the young Miss Schnee to see Menagerie for herself, and not through the lens of what others have told her.”
That, Weiss decided, was a very well-thought-out point. Here and now, she was more than just an employee working on behalf of the SDC. She was an ambassador. Showing her appreciation for Menagerie’s customs and culture was just as important as showing that not every Schnee thought of faunus as criminal or slaves.
What’s more, Ruby would want to hear all about it. Her girlfriend would be very vocal if Weiss admitted she’d skipped out on this famous festival, and not the kind of vocal Weiss normally liked.
“Thank you. I think I shall take you up on your kind offer.”
There was something off about the festival.
It wasn’t in its colours or lively nature. There were tents filling entire streets of Menagerie, along with a large open area in which several rides better suited for a carnival could be seen in the distance. If anything, it was the atmosphere which clued Weiss in.
That, and the fact that there only appeared to be women in attendance.
Some kind of cultural show honouring women? Or maybe the men are having one of their own in another part, and both sides join up at the end. It was the only explanation she could think of for why an entire gender was absent. There were no children, either. Some teenagers her own age, but no one younger, despite the games and rides.
More aggravating for Weiss was how touchy the women seemed to be.
Hands were held, bodies were pulled against bodies and more than a few women shared sweet kisses under torchlight or looked into one another’s eyes with passion and desire. None of that was bad from Weiss’ point of view, but in the absence of her own girlfriend, it left her feeling a little lonely.
And hard.
You’ve been away from Ruby less than two days, Weiss thought, looking down at the small bulge in her underwear. You cannot possibly be so desperate that you would get excited at the thought of hand-holding.
There was no denying the evidence. Weiss’ secret, which was not so much a secret where Team RWBY was concerned, lay in her additional appendage. One rare among women, though not quite so rare among the faunus. That could have been its own controversy if it were found out, and she could just imagine people claiming Jacques Schnee, or his wife, had cheated on a faunus.
It wasn’t true, of course. The futa gene could show in human women. It was just that it was more common in faunus and people loved to jump to conclusions.
“You can darn well hold on and wait until we get back,” she said to her eager member. “Or at least wait until we get back to our room tonight and I can call Ruby.”
A little phone sex would have to do, since Ruby hadn’t been able to get approval from Miss Goodwitch to come with her. Something about missing coursework that Ruby had definitely promised Weiss she’d completed already, but which, in typical Ruby style, she absolutely had not. It served her girlfriend right there, and Weiss had said so.
Oh, how the tune changed…
Walking a little deeper into the festival, Weiss’ problem became ever more apparent. People were getting hot and heavy in public, undressing one another with their eyes and unafraid to have furious and downright sexy make out sessions in the middle of the street. Festivals were romantic at the worst of times, and with children not invited, this one seemed to be hands-off on the social norms.
Or hands-on, as these faunus were.
No. Bad Weiss. Bad. Shaking her head, she glanced down to see her problem even more pronounced and now causing her skirt to lift a little. Panicked, she looked to see if anyone had noticed and spotted a faunus woman nearby with her eyes locked onto Weiss’ erect cock.
Weiss cringed and awaited the screams, the condemnation, the staring.
Instead, the woman licked her lips and approached.
The intent was clear.
Weiss wasn’t prepared to deal with it. More embarrassed than offended, she hurried away with red cheeks and her hands held before herself, pushing the bulge back down and hiding it from view. Anger and humiliation boiled together, and she wished, not for the first time, that she couldn’t just lock her stupid penis behind a wall of steel. Sadly, while elastic underwear did exist to keep her problem in check, it wasn’t always enough.
A distraction. That was what she needed. A chance to cool down and sort her thoughts out.
A large structure ahead caught her attention, an aptly named `Maze of Mirrors` that featured a few of said object outside. A chance to get lost inside sounded ideal and Weiss hurried up to the woman manning it and handed over some lien.
It was almost a relief to get inside and only have to deal with her own reflection.
“That was too close…” Weiss shook her head and looked at her reflection’s crotch, happy to see the obvious signs receding. “Really, I’m not some horny teen. This is a business trip. You’ve been far too spoiled with Ruby.”
She blamed Ruby for it entirely. Before, she might have gotten excited on seeing someone particularly attractive, but never to such a degree. Ruby was her first sexual partner, though, which made everything more complicated.
I’ll just hide in here for a bit and then go for my meeting afterwards. There’s only an hour until it starts. Getting lost for forty minutes or more would make her look like a bit of an idiot, but it was a small price to pay compared to the embarrassment of having to deal with an amorous woman who had seen her in a state of arousal.
The sound of someone coming in behind her prompted Weiss to dash into the maze and take a few random twists and turns. It wasn’t a complicated maze by any means and most of the confusion came from seeing her reflection everywhere, distorted and stretched as the mirrors bent.
It gave her time to think, though there wasn’t much to think on. The business deal itself would be relatively easy as the SDC had done all the groundwork. All she had to do was show face, shake hands, answer basic questions and then sign her name when all was said and done. Really, it could have been handled by mail or long-distance scroll call.
“Ah! Mhm!”
Weiss paused as a strange, muffled sound caught her attention. It had been short and quickly cut off, but she was sure she hadn’t misheard it. Was someone in distress further in the maze? Had someone fallen and hurt themselves, or gotten lost? She listened closer but couldn’t make out anything.
On the one hand, it’s none of my business…
On the other, Ruby would never forgive her for just leaving someone when she could have helped. With a heavy sigh, Weiss made her way towards where she’d heard the noise come from, placing one hand against the mirror beside her so she wouldn’t get lost or run into one.
Picking the route wasn’t easy, but the closer she came, the more she could hear the sounds.
“Un. Mm. Ahh!”
Finally zoning in on it, Weiss found a corner in the glass before her and peeked around it.
What she saw on the other side had her jaw dropping.
There were two women, two faunus, one of which had been pushed up against a mirror while the other was between her legs. The one against the wall had her skirt riding up, while the other’s trousers were around her ankles. Her bare ass slammed back and forth as she pinned the other girl to the mirror and fucked her. The recipient had her arms wrapped around the other and was biting down on her shoulder to muffle her cries, which had been exactly what Weiss heard.
Oh my God! Weiss darted back around the corner and out of sight, eyes wide and heart beating at a thousand times a minute. Colour rushed to her cheeks, reflected in the mirror opposite her. Also reflected was the sudden bulge that had come back below.
The two faunus were having sex in the middle of a house of mirrors. She could hardly believe it.
This is what I get for being concerned! This is what I get for trying to help people! Weiss gripped her face with both hands and groaned in sheer embarrassment. When her cock twitched, she groaned again, this time in frustration.
The correct thing to do was leave.
Weiss found herself not liking that idea.
They were already doing it in public and it wasn’t like they cared about her. Weiss could see the reflection of the two in the mirror a little to her left, which meant she could see it in all its wonderful detail without exposing herself around the corner.
The futa faunus had brown hair and a long and bushy tail that was flicking left and right, while the one against the mirror was blonde with creamy thighs, one of which was wrapped around the waist of the other. She could see the balls of the futa, large and swinging back and forth as she fucked her girlfriend. The blonde was obviously enjoying it, covered in sweat and with her eyes closed as she bit down on her girlfriend’s shoulder in an attempt to stifle her cries.
“An! Un! Mm! Hah…”
Even then, she couldn’t manage to hide them entirely, nor the wet slap of their mating. The mirrors had helped to disguise it, but so close, Weiss could see every detail, from the sweat glistening on their skin, to the little trickle of arousal running down the blonde’s leg.
Weiss leaned back against her mirror and touched herself, running her fingers over the thin fabric stretched to breaking point across her burgeoning shaft. It was wrong. Very wrong. But there was no denying it. Watching this turned her on. Softly, she freed her member from its confines and began to stroke it.
It was wrong, but then, what was the harm?
Slowly, Weiss worked her aching cock free and began to stroke it.
Her eyes trailed upwards, her breath coming out in harsh pants and her eyes hazy. She wanted to see the look on the woman’s face as the futa came inside of her, wanted to see the orgasmic bliss. Weiss crept forward and looked up past the leaking sex towards the blonde’s face.
To find startled brown eyes meeting her own.
Weiss froze.
She’d been seen.
The woman stared back, shocked for a moment, before her eyes widened to epic proportions and her mouth opened, ready to scream or shout out.
And then the woman smiled, bit her lip and extended a hand towards Weiss. “H-Hey there. Don’t sit and watch. Come join us.”
Weiss swallowed.
“Huh?” the other turned, still balls deep in her girlfriend. Even with Weiss around the corner, they could see her reflection as easily as she could see theirs – and Weiss’ hard dick in her hand couldn’t have been more obvious. “Why hello there~” she crooned, reached down and spread her ass cheeks, revealing her own glistening pussy. “Why not come and put that in here instead of playing on your own, babe?”
“I… I’m sorry, I… I didn’t think…” Weiss swallowed.
“Or,” the futa said, pulling out of her girlfriend with a wet plop. “We could come over there.”
Weiss was already moving.
She had herself back in her pants – and to hell with the pain – the moment the two girls moved towards her. Weiss was around the first corner before she finished, scrambling and bumping into the mirror opposite before she hurtled down and away, spotting the exit in the distance.
Out. She had to get out. What a stupid mistake. How insane was she? Weiss shook her head, ignored the questions and burst out of the maze of mirrors, trusting that the two would at least want to get dressed before pursuing her.
Or that they might just get back to business.
“Problem?” the woman manning the stand asked.
“No,” Weiss said, flinching and turning. “I-”
Her voice died.
The woman was stood behind her ticket counter as she had been earlier, but now, on the other side of it herself, Weiss could see that the attendant was naked from the waist down, and that there was another woman on her knees, busily working her mouth along the attendant’s shaft.
“Erk. I- Ah…” Weiss stumbled away.
“Huh? What’s wrong?” the attendant asked.
How? How was she to explain that? Bright red and feeling her body reacting positively to the scene, Weiss span, looking out over the festival. She had no idea how she’d missed it before, but now that she looked closer, those faunus busily kissing one another were doing more than just that. Some had their hands down each other’s pants, while others were finding secluded corners to conduct a more passionate business.
She croaked and felt her mind die.
Weiss fled.
It took Weiss a while to calm down and realise just how foolish she was being.
Peculiarities aside – and there was much to say about that at a festival like this – it was not as though she was starring in one of those zombie movies Yang liked so much. Though a few people had looked her way and one or two approached, a firm and polite “no” was enough to see them off.
Once she realised that, things became a little easier.
A little.
Just because she chose to exclude herself from the debauchery did not mean everyone else did. This festival, if one could call it that and not some veiled excuse for random sex, was obviously a popular one. Women of all ages had come. Or all `legal` ages obviously. There were futa among them like Weiss, but they were obviously the minority.
She knew because most of them were surrounded by eager women. Weiss saw one such futa, a dog-eared faunus, sat on the edge of a stall with her legs spread, smiling down on a young woman who was licking the base of her cock as another rode on top of her and a third laid kisses on her neck and collarbone.
That three people would be doing such in public was shocking enough, but more shocking was how others lined up to watch or, if she dared think it, take their turn!
It was something that wouldn’t seen in Vale and certainly not in Atlas.
She had to tear her eyes away from it.
Don’t look. You’ll only make it worse.
Keeping her head down, Weiss ducked through the stands, desperately checking her scroll to see if it wasn’t yet time for her meeting. Sadly, there was a while remaining. In truth, she wasn’t sure how she’d missed what was going on before the house of mirrors, though maybe they kept the real debauchery for the centre so as not to scar any children who looked into the outskirts.
Either way, not even the games and stands were free from the madness.
Carnivals and festivals made a habit of gaudy games and prizes, but Menagerie had taken it to the next level. Weiss watched one middle-aged woman choose one string out of a hundred and give it a tug. The string, which ran into the rafters and mingled with so many others, tugged on the erect penis of a young faunus teen sat among the prizes.
The older woman clapped her hands excitedly, clambered over the counter and bent over on the other side of it, while the `prize` leapt off the back, slapped her butt once and then thrust into her, fucking the lady into a quivering pile of mush in front of all the others playing the game.
There were other bizarre games, too. Weiss saw a `spin the wheel` one with a beautiful woman posing in a glass box, the wheel stopping on various sexual positions. There was bobbing for apples where the apples had been replaced by… well, simple to guess.
There was also what appeared to be a box with a woman’s legs dangling out of it.
Weiss stopped and stared at that. It wasn’t even a game, just a box with a hole in the side that a woman had climbed into, leaving her legs and sex free on the other side. Every now and then, someone would come up and finger her, or, if they were a futa, fuck her right then and there in front of everyone.
It was obviously consensual because the woman inside was howling with pleasure.
A big sign outside it read simply “The Breeding Box”.
Weiss felt her member stretch against the fabric of her panties, straining to come out. Her underwear was designed to keep her special appendage hidden, but it couldn’t stand up to it entirely and Weiss’ skirt perked up a little at the front.
More than a few people noticed her watching the breeding, and her little problem.
A faunus couple holding hands approached with hungry expressions.
Weiss fled.
“No” might have been enough, but with a red face and one hand covering her erection, Weiss ducked between some tents and out of sight, panting as she looked down at her rock-hard cock.
This was a nightmare.
An absolute nightmare.
Her scroll buzzed.
“WHAT!?” Weiss snapped, answering it.
“E-Eh? Weiss?”
“Ruby.” Weiss winced and lowered her tone. “I’m sorry, Ruby. I just… it wasn’t a great time.”
“I thought your meeting wasn’t until later,” Ruby said piteously.
“It’s not. Thank you for remembering. I… well…”
“Oh.” Ruby’s face took on a coy expression. “Are you busy with someone? Having a little fun~”
There was no mistaking the implication. “Absolutely not. I would never cheat on you.”
“Not even if I want you to?”
“Not even then.” Weiss groaned and massaged her the bridge of her nose. “You and your fetishes, Ruby. Wanting your girlfriend to sleep with other women is not normal.”
“Hey… don’t kink shame me…”
“I’m not-” She absolutely was. “That is… well.” Weiss groaned. “Never mind.”
“So, how is the festival?”
“Bizarre!” Weiss howled. “Downright bizarre!” Already desperate to get it off her chest, Weiss went into explicit detail on the things she’d seen and what the faunus were up to. She spared nothing, not even the woman being bred in the middle of the festival. “It’s downright ridiculous, Ruby. It’s madness!”
Ruby giggled. “Well it is a fertility festival.”
“It’s-” Weiss paused. “Wait, what did you just say?”
“Whoops.”
“You know what it is? You knew and you didn’t tell me!?” Weiss growled into the sky. Surprised, and yet somehow not surprised that Ruby would have kept it a secret. “Damn it, Ruby. Did you know it would be like this?”
“Um. Blake may have warned me…”
“And you didn’t think to warn me in kind?”
“Heh heh.” Ruby scratched her cheek. “Actually, I was kinda hoping you’d… you know…”
Crack under the pressure and screw some other woman. Yes, Weiss knew very well. She loved Ruby, really, she did. There was no way to put up with her peppy girlfriend without a whole lot of love being involved.
But one thing she could really have done without was Ruby’s fetish.
“I am not cheating on you.”
“It’s not cheating if I want you to do it! I give you permission.”
“Absolutely not!”
“You know, you could do it with Ya-”
“La! La! La!” Weiss sang. “I cannot hear you because the words you are saying are so bizarre they cannot possibly exist. I am in love with you, Ruby. I love you. Not other women.”
“Aw… Weiss…” Ruby’s face was bright red. Odd how she could be so embarrassed by genuine affection and yet talk of Weiss sleeping with strangers with a straight face. “I love you too, Weiss. I’m thinking about you.”
“I’m thinking of you, too,” Weiss said softly.
“And I’m touching myself…”
“NOT HELPING!”
Ruby giggled. “Maybe I don’t want to help. Have fun, Weiss. And if you get a chance and want to, don’t let me stop you having a little fun. Just promise you’ll tell me all about it later. Ooh. Or see if they’ll let you video it.”
“I am hanging up now,” Weiss warned, sighing the sigh of the damned. “I love you, Ruby. I love you even as I hate you. And I will get you back for this. I promise.”
“Love you, Weiss! Bye!”
The call ended. Weiss growled and shoved her scroll away. Trust Ruby to pull something like this, especially without telling her. It was so her. Well, if Ruby thought she was going to crack under pressure like this, she had another thing coming.
“I just need to take care of you,” Weiss said, glaring down at her erect cock, poking out from the edges of her underwear.
Luckily, that was something she could handle on her own.
Weiss stood with one hand on the wall behind the toilet and the other gripping her engorged cock, stroking it from the base to the tip. Little pants came from her as she rubbed herself off, all the while thinking of Ruby. Or trying to. Ruby was far away in Vale while the faunus were outside and fucking like there was no tomorrow. It was impossible not to think of the girl in the breeding box, or what it might feel like to sit on a stand and let girls queue to bounce atop her dick.
The fact that Ruby had given her the go-ahead meant nothing.
Ruby may have a fetish for seeing her girlfriend with other women, but I don’t.
This was the best she could manage. In the mass of hormones, sex and lust, Weiss had retreated to a public toilet to jerk off like a horny teenager. Sadly, while her hand was soft, it was still her hand and thus not nearly as exciting as what lay outside.
“Hngh.” She gripped it tighter, struggling with herself. “Damn it, Ruby. Why couldn’t you be here?”
Just think of Ruby. Think of Ruby. Think of Ruby with little dog ears, sat atop a table as the breeding box closed around her, letting Weiss step between her legs and take her before an audience of horny faunus.
Weiss’ hips bucked a little, her mind finding that perfect fantasy.
Which was exactly when the door to the public rest room opened.
Freezing, Weiss cursed up a storm in her head. They had to pick now of all times? The rest room had been empty when she entered. Cursing some more, Weiss gripped her twitching cock and held it still, taking deep breaths as she waited for them to do their business and leave. The door to the cubicle next to hers opened, closed and then locked. Shuffling cloth sounded from within.
Weiss closed her eyes and counted to ten. She was not going to pant, gasp and masturbate while someone was in the stall next to her – no matter how much these people might like to see it. No matter how much Ruby would love to imagine it.
She had more control than that.
A click sounded a little to Weiss’ side and the plastic container that held the toilet roll slid to the side, revealing a perfectly round hole connecting her stall to the next. The occupied one. Its purpose couldn’t have been more obvious – though the woman on the other side certainly gave it a good shot, slipping her finger through and crooking it, as if calling to her.
“Not even the toilets are safe,” Weiss panted, eyes clenched shut. “Curse this place. Does my suffering know no end?”
There was a muffled laugh from the other side, but no sympathy for her plight. Rather than sense her frustration and leave, the woman lowered her mouth down to the hole and gave Weiss a perfect view of her wet, warm mouth.
As if to make things worse, the woman pushed her tongue through. It looked smooth and wet. Inviting.
“N-No, thank you,” Weiss said, trying to be polite in what was a frankly ridiculous situation. “I didn’t come here for that. My apologies if you thought otherwise.”
Her cock, still gripped in hand, protested her decision, aching and twitching at the sight of the tongue. Her balls tingled, itching to be pressed up against it so the woman could lick her sack, and then to push her dick through that hole, inside the undoubtedly tight and hot cavern.
Just the thought of it had Weiss breathing heavily and rubbing herself once more.
No. She was loyal to Ruby. She had a girlfriend.
A girlfriend who wanted her to do things like this. A girlfriend who had all but tricked her into coming here and was no doubt touching herself right now to debased fantasies of what she might be doing. A girlfriend who would probably push her up against the wall herself and goad the other woman on.
Weiss bit her lip and fell back to lean against the other wall, masturbating furiously.
The faunus began to make kissing sounds against the hole. Smacking her lips, flicking her tongue and even sucking on air as if to draw her in. Sweat began to bead on Weiss’ brow as she tried to resist it. Tried not to even look.
All she managed was to impose Ruby’s face over that hole in her mind. Ruby waiting there on her knees, mouth open and ready for her.
It was too much.
Weiss pushed off the wall and approaching the waiting hole. Swallowing her fear, she hesitantly brought her length towards it, pausing an inch or so away as if to question whether she was really going to do this or not.
Sensing her doubt, the woman’s tongue flicked out and licked the tip of Weiss’ dick.
Weiss was lost.
The actual act of pushing her shaft through the hole was absent from her memory. Only the sudden warmth of a mouth around it and the suction that followed. Weiss pressed her body flat against the dividing partition, her cheek flat against it and pointing to the side. With her ear against the thin wood, she could hear the sloppy sounds of someone taking care of her on the other side.
She could feel it, too. Hot, wet and soft, the mouth took her greedily to her base, slipping its tongue under her shaft and through what little space remained between her girth and the edges of the hole. The lack of space meant the tongue was pinned under her as it tickled her balls. A full pair of soft lips dragged themselves over the top and bottom of her length, sliding slowly to her tip and then slipping back down again, sucking every inch of her.
They were experienced.
Ruby could suck her off to orgasm with ease, but it was always an eager and sloppy thing fuelled more by their love for one another than anything else. This woman was used to sucking dick, however, and did it well.
She was slow and purposeful, soft and yet firm. A pair of fingers came up in a V-shape to hold her shaft in place as the mouth left her. Weiss whined at the cold, as well as the absence of stimulation.
The woman chuckled and then laid a tiny kiss on her head.
Weiss’ hips bucked.
Another little kiss under it, and then another – on and on, the woman placed chaste little kisses on the underside of her shaft, trailing them down to the base at the wall and then slipping back up to the top. The teasing continued for what felt like an eternity but was likely only a minute. When Weiss would push herself forward desperately, the woman would back up, laying those soft kisses on her engorged length but never giving her the satisfaction she craved.
“Please,” Weiss begged through the wooden partition. “Please…”
“Please what?” the woman asked. Older, mature, the woman didn’t sound like a teenager. “You’ll have to be more specific than that, dear~”
Shame-faced, Weiss closed her eyes and pushed her forehead against the cold wood. “Please let me in your mouth. Please suck me off. I – I can’t take the teasing.”
There was no response for a few moments. Enough of a pause that Weiss let out a little whine of frustration. It died when she felt hot breath was over her cock, however. Only a brief moment, but enough to tell Weiss what was coming. Enough to have her heart skip a beat.
And then those lips were sealed over the head of her dick once more.
Weiss hissed through gritted teeth and reached up with both hands to grip the top of the partition, all so she could thrust her hips against it, push her cock through that hole and into the heavenly mouth on the other side.
Gone was the teasing. Now, the woman was sucking her off.
Hard at times, then soft. Going all the way down and making little choking noises, then drawing back to the tip and sliding her lips over Weiss’ shaft, alternating her speed from fast to slow. The whole length of Weiss was worked over, and while the woman had her inside, she pushed her tongue up against the head and sucked on it.
“Hngh! Ah! Ah!” All attempts to hide her feelings were gone. Weiss bucked against the wall as if she was fucking it. “Oh God. Yes. Y-Yes. Like that.” Desperate to get just a little closer, Weiss brought one foot up onto the toilet seat and pushed a little harder. In truth, she earned less than a fraction of an inch, but it felt like more.
It felt like her entire world was melting around her. Like she was being drawn through that hole in the wall and swallowed by the faunus on the other side. Devoured. Weiss’ frame shuddered and her eyes flickered shut, a tingling racing down to her balls as she tried to warn the woman she was about to cum.
All that she managed was a loud moan. “Oooooh!”
Weiss pressed her entire body into the wall as she came. Her cock twitched in the woman’s mouth and erupted, shooting rope after rope of cum inside.
The woman hunched forward and suckled on Weiss harder, now gripping the shaft with one hand and jerking her off, forcing every drop into her mouth. All the while, the woman’s hot tongue swirled over the head of her cock, lapping up every last drop.
Eyes wide and body shivering, it was all Weiss could do to stand there with her mouth open. She couldn’t have backed up if she wanted to, her shaft in the hands of a stranger. A stranger who had just blown her through a hole in the wall of a public toilet in the middle of Menagerie.
When realisation struck, it struck hard.
She, Weiss Schnee, had just had some complete stranger suck her off.
Worse, she’d loved every second of it.
“Mhm.” The woman wrapped her lips around Weiss’ shaft one last time and sucked it from bottom to top, cleaning her off. “Lovely.” A soft kiss was placed on her head again, making her dick twitch. “And so eager.”
“I - I have to go,” Weiss whispered.
Whimpered.
Chuckling, the hand let go of her and Weiss was able to drag her penis back through the wall. She saw how it glistened as she did, her shaft sparkling with the woman’s saliva. Swallowing, Weiss bundled it back into her underwear and pulled it up, then hurried out of the cubicle and to the sinks, washing her hands.
The sooner she could get away, the sooner she could forget this ever happened.
When the cubicle behind her opened, Weiss froze.
The woman’s reflection showed in the mirror – and to Weiss’ horror, there was a little bit of her semen dripping from her lip. The woman was a little taller than she, and much older. Dark black hair that fell to her shoulders and two feline ears. Her face was mature, but undeniably beautiful. Her eyes, golden, were locked on Weiss’ reflected in the mirror.
As Weiss stood unsure what to say or do, the woman stepped up beside her and inspected herself in the mirror. With a soft laugh, she brought one finger up to wipe the errant strand of semen away, then popped it in her mouth and sucked it clean.
Weiss swallowed.
“Delicious.”
“I–I… I…” Weiss’ cheeks darkened.
“Thank you for the little treat, dear.”
Leaning close, the woman planted a soft kiss on Weiss’ cheek, then swept behind her and away.
The moment she was gone, Weiss all but collapsed on the counter, face flaming and eyes wider than they’d ever been before. Of all the things she thought she might get up to in Menagerie, never had that been on the list.
Never in her life had she thought she might do something so… so wrong.
I can’t believe I just did that. With a stranger, no less. Ruby would… well, Ruby would be thrilled, but that’s not the point.
A moment of weakness. That was all it was. A moment where her stellar self-control failed her and she’d indulged in something she should not have. Weiss blamed it on Ruby’s urging and also this bizarre festival she’d found herself wandering into.
At least now the desires would be gone. Sated, her body and mind could focus on other things. Washing her hands and also washing the place the woman had kissed her, Weiss took a deep breath and stepped back out into the festival, checking the time on her scroll as she did. Ten minutes to eight. Finally. Weiss sighed in pure relief.
It was finally time for her meeting.
The building that the faunus guards led her to was a pavilion of sorts set in the rough centre of the festival. It was enclosed on all sides by a tent and appeared to be a central food and organisation area. To her relief, people were eating delectable and not one another, though there was no denying the charged atmosphere of lust that permeated the air.
“You’ll be meeting with the chieftain’s wife,” the guard said. “Only women allowed at this festival. Be on your best behaviour, Schnee, as she holds just as much respect as Ghira Belladonna.”
“Understood.” Blake had warned her as much. “Thank you for your assistance.”
The faunus nodded and left, abandoning her in front of a room hidden away by a curtain. With no one to see her in, she assumed it was alright to enter and did so, pulling the curtain back and announcing herself with a pointed cough.
“Oh,” a soft voice said, “Is that my guest?”
“It is. I am Weiss Schnee, heiress of the SDC.” Weiss noted the table in the centre of the room, more a dining table than a meeting room and fit for at least thirty people. There was only one woman at it with her back to Weiss. “I do hope I have not come too early and apologise if I have caught you off-guard.”
“Not at all.”
The woman turned.
All the blood drained from Weiss’ face.
“You’re just on time, dear~”
“Urk.”
Not her most eloquent moment, but who could blame her? It was the woman from the toilets. The one she had – the one who had… Weiss’ brain ceased to function for a moment as she stared at the woman and hoped beyond all hope that her eyes, and her hormones, were playing a sick trick on her.
No such luck. Black hair, gold eyes, a cheeky smile and two feline ears atop her head. The voluptuous woman who had been sucking her cock through a gloryhole not thirty minutes before now stood before her as Kali Belladonna, joint-chieftain of Menagerie.
No, father. I was unable to secure the deal. What did I do? Well, I may have cum down the negotiator’s throat in a ratty public toilet. No big deal. I’m sure it happens all the time. You mean you haven’t done that? My, what a surprise.
“Urk,” Weiss repeated. “I-I… Ma’am, I… ah…”
“Oh my, is something the matter?” The woman looked genuinely sympathetic, which gave Weiss a glimmer of hope. Of course, this woman would want to pretend the events from before had never happened. It was easier for both of them that way. “Cat have your tongue, dear? Or does the cat have a different part of you?”
Or not.
“Urk.”
“This won’t do.” Kali shook her head and took a catatonic Weiss by the arm, pushing her down into a comfortable wooden seat. “You should sit down, dear. You’re awfully pale. Almost like you’ve seen a ghost. Would you like a drink? You must be dehydrated.”
Yes, from all the exertion from before. Weiss let out a mortified groan and cupped her face in both hands. It was over. She’d well and truly messed up on this one. Damn hormones. Damn Ruby. Damn herself and that stupid gloryhole.
Weiss stiffened as she realised Kali had taken advantage of her shock to slip behind her and was now massaging her shoulders, rubbing her hands up and over her arms and down onto her chest – not quite far enough to be improper, but far closer to her breasts than was really acceptable for what was essentially a stranger.
“Ah. Ma’am.”
“Kali. Call me Kali. And you’re Weiss, of course. I’ve heard so much about you from Blake.”
“R-Really? She hasn’t-” Weiss cut off, realising the insult.
“Hasn’t mentioned us? I’m not surprised. My kitten really is very introverted. So unlike her mother.”
I can tell. If sucking someone off the first time you meet them is normal, that is. Despite her hesitation, Weiss found herself relaxing into the seat a little. Kali’s hands were magical.
“That’s it. Try to relax. Good business is not done when both parties are so tense and today is a day of celebration.”
“The festival off fertility,” Weiss said dreamily. “My partner did not tell me about it.”
“Oh my.” Kali giggled. “It must have come as quite the shock then. I do hope your opinion of us faunus has not been damaged.”
“Of course not. It just… surprised me.”
“How open we are?”
“To say the least.”
“Hm.” Kali massaged a little lower, touching the tops of Weiss’ breasts. She was so relaxed that she couldn’t think why that was a problem, even as she leaned back into the woman. “We’re quite open here, you know. The festival harkens back to days when life was shorter. When companionship and pleasure could be sought easily and quickly.”
“With women only?”
“It’s evolved a little since then.” Kali squeezed Weiss’ shoulders and then massaged down. Down towards her breasts, down over them – down under and to cup them.
Weiss’ eyes snapped open. “I have a girlfriend!”
“I have a husband,” Kali replied.
“Y-Yes, but I am happy with my girlfriend. I’m in love with her.”
“As am I with my darling husband,” Kali said, squeezing Weiss’ breasts through her dress.
Weiss gasped.
“The festival accepts such things as not holding us back. Those who share company during the festival break no rules and come between no relationships. Everything is permitted. Nothing is held against you.”
Weiss was putty in Kali’s hands, hands twitching as she attempted to break free, only to find that her body didn’t want to obey her. The best she managed was to reach up and grip Kali’s wrists, but, to her horror, Weiss found herself holding Kali’s hands against her breasts. Luxuriating in it.
Worse, her skirt rose up between her legs, the material slipping down the bulge in her white underwear.
“There we are~” Kali said, nibbling on Weiss’ ear. “That’s what I’ve been looking for.”
“M-Miss Belladonna-”
“Kali,” she corrected, eyes firmly on Weiss’ bulge. “And it seems you have a problem there, Weiss. Would you like me to take care of it for you?”
“T-That’s not necessary.”
“Like it wasn’t in the toilets? When you were masturbating all alone?”
Weiss’ cheeks burst into colour.
“Now, now, there’s no need to be embarrassed. I was once your age; I know what it’s like.” Coming around the side of the chair, Kali lowered herself onto Weiss’ thighs, pinning Weiss to the chair. The woman wasn’t as small or light as Ruby. Fuller, rounder, more developed. Weiss swallowed and tried not to notice how close the woman’s breasts were to her face.
“Miss- Kali, this really isn’t a good idea. I-I think you’ve had too much wine.”
“I’ve not had any wine.”
“T-Then too much heat.”
“It’s rather cool in here.” Kali’s hand brushed against Weiss’ dick, tickling the tip through her panties. Weiss groaned. “And the only thing I’ve had to drink, dear, is you~” Without warning, Kali hooked a finger into the top of Weiss’ panties and dragged the material down. Just enough for her eager cock to spring free. “Ah, there you are.” Kali’s fingers wrapped around it, making Weiss gasp. “You have such a beautiful dick.”
Ruby often said as much. Weiss didn’t pay all that much attention, but her penis was a good nine inches and, compared to most men’s, incredibly soft and smooth. Her white hair also made it seem as though it was completely bare, and what little pubic hair there was proved soft to the touch.
All of that paled in comparison to the feel of Kali’s fingers, which glided and massaged her aching shaft, teasing the tip and even delving low enough to touch Weiss’ testicles.
“Ever since I saw it, I found myself enraptured. Such a beautiful thing. So smooth. So soft.” Kali leaned forward, pressing her breasts into Weiss’ face, and then licked the side of her neck. “So tasty.”
Weiss’ cock jumped. Her hips booked.
“W-We shouldn’t…”
“We shouldn’t,” Kali agreed, pulling her robes aside, revealing that she was naked beneath. “That’s what makes this all the better.”
Weiss could only stare as Kali shifted so that her hot slit was over her cock. She could feel the woman’s heat even before she entered. When the older woman slowly began to push down, Weiss’ head fell back, and a ragged gasp slipped out of her.
Kali’s hands wrapped around her back, drawing her head forward. The woman pressed her lips to Weiss’ and pushed her tongue inside, even as Weiss was pushed inside Kali down below. The kiss was one-sided. Weiss was shaking from the ecstasy of Kali’s hot and eager passage, which let the older woman plunder her mouth and dictate the pace.
By the time Weiss realised, she was already lost. Her hands locked around Kali’s back, holding her close, dragging her forward, deeper onto Weiss’ cock.
“What happened to all that resistance, hm?” Kali teased, breaking the kiss and pressing her forehead against Weiss’. “I thought this was wrong.”
“I-It is…”
“Then why are you thrusting up into me?”
She hadn’t realised she was, but now that Kali mentioned it, Weiss realised her hips were bucking up, bouncing the older woman in her lap. She’d begin moving without ever realising it. Her eyes clenched shut in embarrassment and shame.
“Ah, ah, ah. Look at me, Weiss.” Kali’s thumbs rubbed her temples, making her open her eyes. The woman’s face was close to hers, so close their breath mingled. “Can you feel me, Weiss? Can you feel my body against yours?” Kali clenched her muscles, squeezing Weiss’ dick. “Can you feel me rubbing against you?”
“Y-Yes. O-Of course I can!”
“How does it feel?”
Weiss whined through clenched teeth as Kali rolled her hips, driving sparks of lightning through her body. “You know – hah – how it feels…”
“I want you to tell me, Weiss.”
“It feels…” Weiss swallowed and closed her eyes. “It feels like nothing. I’m not interested.”
“Oh.” With a small sigh, Kali stood, drawing off Weiss with a wet sound. “Well, in that case, we’ll stop.”
Weiss’ eyes shot open. Her dick was twitching wildly, agonising over the loss of warmth and pressure and now left with nothing but cold air and the tight band of her panties cutting into her. Her entire body trembled, missing what she’d had a moment before. It was like being thrown in a tub of ice-cold water.
I – I didn’t mean it…
“We should probably move onto business,” Kali said, letting her robes cover her naked sex once more. She moved to the table and stood against it, her back to Weiss. Her large, round, tempting ass before her face. “I have some forms you should read through. Paper work. It’ll take a good two hours, but I’m sure you have the time. It is what you’re here for--”
Kali got no further.
Weiss slammed into the older woman’s back, her entire body pressing against the faunus’ and driving her flat onto the table. Weiss’ cock pushed into the folds of cloth and she was already thrusting, already humping at Kali’s rear end like a dog in heat.
“Oh my.” Kali giggled and spread her hands forward, flattening herself against the table. “I thought you didn’t feel anything?”
“You know I did!” Weiss hissed, a hand already moving, pushing and bundling Kali’s robes up. Weiss’ hips pushed forward, thrusting her cock into that waiting warmth. “Ahhhh!” she moaned the moment it was inside; the moment Kali was squeezing her. “Oooh.”
“Such a silly girl. You should know what you want~”
“Shut up.” Role forgotten, Weiss placed a hand on Kali’s back to keep her pinned down. “You did this. You made me feel like this. Ah… Unh.” She was already thrusting, already losing her mind to the feeling of her shaft gliding into the older woman. “Least you can do is – mhm – not tease me as I – ah – take you.”
Kali giggled. “Well then, don’t let me stop you.”
She wasn’t about to. Weiss hooked both hands around Kali’s waist and leaned down as far as she could, pressing her face into Kali’s soft hair as she pumped into the woman, slapping her hips against Kali’s soft ass. So unlike Ruby, so much fuller and softer. The differing sensations had her balls clenching already – though that might have been just how much Kali had teased her, or how much of an effect the festival had.
“Ah! An! Hn!” Weiss plunged into Kali harder, wishing she could tear the woman’s clothing off properly, but not sure she had the patience or willpower. All her body cared for was being inside her, feeling that wonderful tightness wrapped around her body.
Weiss’ pace increased. Sweat covered her brow.
“Hah! Ah! Oh! Mm!”
“Mhm. Yes!” Kali was no better, stretching over the table with a luxurious smile on her face. “That’s it, dear. Right there. Ooh. Hit that spot again.” Gasping, Kali slipped a hand under herself and rubbed at her clit, also stimulating Weiss’ shaft as she plunged in and out. “That’s it, Weiss. That’s it!”
It was. It absolutely was. Weiss cried out into Kali’s neck.
“I’m cumming!”
“Inside!” Kali begged. “Insi-”
Weiss’ orgasm hit like an avalanche. Begging for a location was pointless; Weiss had no control of her own body anymore and couldn’t have pulled out if a Beowolf tore through the wall. With another cry, she buried her cock as deep into Kali as she could and unleashed her pent-up seed, pouring her cum directly into the woman’s womb.
“Ahhh! Umm! Yes!” Kali pushed her ass back into Weiss, swishing it from side to side and lifting Weiss’ feet up off the floor.
Suspended atop Kali, it was all Weiss could do to hold on and keep cumming. Her ass twitching with each shot, each bit of her seed that spurted from her tip and painted Kali’s insides white. Her shaft continued to bulge and twitch even after she had nothing left to give. Her hips continued to thrust even though she couldn’t get any further inside, and her feet didn’t even touch the floor.
“Hah… hah… hah…” Weiss lay there, panting on Kali’s back, arms draping weakly over the woman’s sides. Her eyes felt heavy and she wanted nothing more than to fall asleep… which would be bad, she realised.
Falling asleep on the chieftain’s wife’s back after she’d just finished fucking her. After she’d just cum inside of her and filled her up, taken her on a table like some kind of wild animal breeding their mate.
Weiss groaned.
“Mhmm…” Kali made an appreciative sound. “I knew this would be a productive meeting. Though, it seems we didn’t get any of the paperwork done.”
Weiss groaned again. Louder.
“Tomorrow, dear,” Kali said, taking mercy on her. The older woman stepped back and lowered Weiss to her feet, letting her cock fall out with a spillage of semen that had Weiss staring in shock. “Maybe you should come to my manor tomorrow and we can have another go there.”
“A-Another go…” Weiss repeated weakly, already moving to hide her penis. “You mean at the paperwork, right?”
Kali’s smile was just a little too coy.
“Of course. What else could I mean…?”