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Semblance of Control: Chapter 1
What happens after we die?
That was the question to end all questions. The greatest mystery in the universe, and one mankind had been trying to solve since they could string together a proper thought.
Was there an afterlife? A Heaven where the good live in paradise and a Hell where the bad suffer in agony? Maybe the Bhuddists were right and life was just a giant cycle of karma, maybe when you die you get your own personal afterlife based on your beliefs. Or maybe there's just nothing. Who knows?
Me? I didn't really care. Heaven, Hell, Infinite Reincarnation, it didn't matter to me. I was simply content to live life looking out for the only one that mattered. Myself.
I knew that I wasn't a good person. I was at the same time too selfish and callous, not giving a damn about anything that didn't directly affect me. My family called me a sociopath yet I couldn't care less what they thought, which in all honesty probably gave some proof to their claims.
I was fine with the way I was however, simply living the best life for myself, watching anime, reading manga and webcomics, all ways I spent my free time. Simple, but quiet.
And then I got hit by a semi truck while on my way back to my meager apartment from the comic store. I didn't even get to read them.
At least I died instantly. There one second and gone the next. No longer on Earth. In the most literal sense of the term.
Where I went exactly before I awoke, I'm still not sure. All I know is that one moment I was alive and on Earth, and the next I was waking up in an unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar bed, in a very familiar world.
I woke up in a hospital bed, the victim of an accident that had apparently sent the previous inhabitant of my body, Violet Carze, into a coma that all of the medical staff believed she would never awaken from. And yet I had, a miracle they had called it. Only I understood what had actually happened.
See, the accident that had sent the original Violet to the hospital was an explosion caused by an extremely volatile dust mixture. The explosion was massive, destroying an entire wing of the manor and killing the people she called parents, despite their unlocked auras.
The words they used, dust and aura, had rung bells in my head and I had understood what had happened immediately.
After I had died, through the grace or possibly incompetence of one god or another, I had been reincarnated into RWBY, one of my favorite web series back on earth. Into the body of a girl that had been unlikely to ever awaken from her coma. Which in all actuality, she hadn't.
Violet died in that bed, and I woke up instead. I had been understandably confused and disoriented, and after several days of questioning, the doctors had diagnosed me with amnesia. How lucky.
According to the doctor, they believed the catalyst for my awakening was the unlocking of my aura. And when they had gone to make the request at the local academy, Haven, there just happened to be a hunter nearby who was willing to do it.
One muttered phrase later and Viola! I now had aura, a fact the doctor l had happily demonstrated by smacking me on the head with a pen, causing a sparking purple barrier to spring to life
Unfortunately, the amount of aura I had at my disposal was pitiful, barely enough to form the barrier in the first place. I guess it was a good thing I had no interest in being a huntress, as my dreams would have ended right then and there.
I was forced to stay in the hospital for several more days as they made sure I wasn't about to slip into another coma suddenly, and during that time I had the chance to get used to my new body.
In my old life I had been a woman of mixed Vietnamese descent, with dark hair and fair skin, and in this life it seemed that had stayed the same.
Violet had been nineteen at the time of the accident, just beginning to grow into a woman proper. She, or rather I, had short, dark hair with purple highlights that accentuated my pale skin and Violet (heh) eyes. I was rather tall and lightly muscled, indicating that Violet had worked out often enough to stay in shape, something else we had in common.
What we did not have in common was the nine inch cock sticking from my new body's pelvis.
When I had first seen it, I had nearly screamed in shock, only barely holding myself back because I really didn't want to go from a hospital to a mental institution or whatever qualified for one around here.
I had taken a moment to calm down, before investigating my new appendage with clinical curiosity. For one, it was completely hairless, it seemed that the original Violet had had a procedure done to eliminate the hair follicles there, leaving the area completely smooth.
It was also rather large, nine inches long and four inches thick when fully erect (which it often was as apparently every single nurse and doctor in the building was some sort of model). The head was an angry red due to the immense amount of blood flowing there and thick veins ran down its length.
The testicles, which I was somewhat surprised I even had, were large as well, practically bloated with the amount of cum they contained. They were plump and my own mouth watered with the thought of getting at them.
They also refilled extremely quickly, a fact I had been somewhat displeased to find out when I had broken down and rubbed one out in the shower to the thought of an extremely hot nurse that had attended me. It had taken forever to clean up after that, and a knowing look I received from another nurse had left me slightly embarrassed.
So yeah, discovering that had been a surprise.
Still, after around two weeks I was deemed healthy for all intents and purposes, so they gave me one last check up and sent me on my way back to my family's estate.
Oh yeah, estate.
I had been lucky enough to be reincarnated into an extremely wealthy family, one that I couldn't remember ever hearing about in the show, the Carze family.
My new family was apparently one of the main manufacturers of the critical components in the mechashift technology utilized by hunters and huntresses and as a result, we usually ran in the same circles as the Schnees, Winchesters, and other big names.
In other words, the Carze family had a lot of lien. And with my parents dead and me having no siblings, their immense wealth, literal billions. Was all mine.
After taxes of course, it seemed I couldn't escape them even in Remnant.
Of course, having never dealt with this much money in my life, I had immediately contacted the most reputable accountant I could find and had left the handling of the funds to her
For now, I was content to simply enjoy my life on what Violet's parents had built for her.
And right now, I was truly enjoying myself. After all, there were few things more pleasurable than reading an interesting book by a nice warm fire.
“Mm…” I moaned gently.
And of course, adding to my pleasure was the fact that Weiss Schnee was on her knees between my spread legs, and worshiping my dick like her life depended on it, completely nude save for her dark blue lipstick and smokey gray eyeshadow.
I looked down at the white haired girl who looked up at me with adoring devotion in her eyes, like I was her entire world. Which for all intents and purposes, I was.
Weiss had always been one of my favorite characters from the show. I had everything about her when she was first introduced, from her attitude, to her appearance, to the angry pout she got when she was scolding one of her teammates. I loved all of it. So of course I had to make her mine in any way I could.
I had met the white haired girl for the first time at a gala her family had held at their manor. Being the current holder of the Carze fortune, it had been expected for me to attend. Something I had not wanted to do at the time but came to be happy I did after being introduced to Weiss by her mother.
The girl had been just as frigid yet polite as I imagined she would be, which just made me want her even more.
It was laughably easy to use my semblance on her during one of our amicable talks, feigning a slip and grabbing onto her slim shoulder to catch myself, apologizing all the while. And just like that, she was mine.
When experimenting with my aura, mostly sparring matches with my bodyguards to see how much damage my limited reserves could take without shattering, I had accidentally discovered my semblance.
After one to many times of being wacked in the head with a wooden stick, I had grabbed the arm of my assailant, a taller woman who I'm pretty sure got off on my torture, and told her to ‘Jump out the window.’
And she did. Much to my astonishment. And then I realized exactly what had happened, and boy was it incredible.
My semblance was as follows, if I could get my hands onto someone's bare skin, I could implant an invisible seal that would allow me to manipulate their mind in any way I saw, with my victim none the wiser. I could do things as simple as giving them a command which they would follow, or I could go so far as to rewrite their entire worldview. Not only that, but the changes were permanent unless I decided otherwise.
When I had done this with Weiss, I had used the latter effect to make her see me as a godlike figure, the most perfect being in all of Remnant. And one who deserved to be worshiped as such.
And then I had her worship me just as she desired. Over, and over, and over, and over… you get the point.
Needless to say, my semblance was the best one ever, and nobody would ever be able to convince me otherwise.
I moaned lightly as Weiss traced her tongue over the tip of my dick, jerking my hips lightly at the pleasure it produced.
I was interrupted in my revelry of my favorite slave’s mouth by the door to the study opening. I looked over, not ashamed in the slightest that my pants were currently on the couch beside me and my cock was down the throat of a girl I publicly called my best friend.
It was Winter. The older Schnee was wearing an outfit that would give her father a heart attack If he ever saw.
The outfit consisted of an extremely low cut shirt that strained with the swell of her breasts and a skirt that was short enough to reveal the entirety of both of her thighs, as well as give peeks of the creamy skin of her ass if she walked just right.
The outfit was topped off by snow white heels that brought even more attention to her legs, and a black color that did the same for her slender neck.
“Mistress,” the eldest Schnee said to me as she entered, closing the door to the study behind her, “The committee from Mystral is here to discuss the trade deal. Would you like me to send them here?” She asked, not at all perturbed by the sight of her sister, naked and on her knees with a nine inch cock in her mouth.
Of course since I had become so close so quickly, Winter had become understandably suspicious. And when Weiss started staying over at my estate more and more often, she decided to investigate.
Only instead of doing so discreetly, she had decided to corner me alone in my study and interrogate me herself, believing correctly that there was no way I could take her in a fight.
That was her undoing as thanks to my semblance, I didn't need to fight her at all to beat her. It only took a single moment of contact as she put her hand on my arm, and Winter was suddenly just as devoted to me as Weiss had become.
A fact I took advantage of expeditiously, throwing off her skirt and plunging my cock in and out of her formerly virgin cunt in the exact same spot that I was currently being sucked off by her sister.
I grunted as Weiss lowered her head to take my balls into her mouth, suckling on one after the other in fanatical worship, “No, Veema can handle it. She's basically the head of the company at this point anyway, she'll know what to do. Send her a message telling her to handle it. Make sure to mention me in it.”
Veema was the head maid and one of my first slaves. I had lost count of how many times I had used the shortstack of a woman for my own pleasure. She was also smart as a whip and more than qualified to lead the company in my stead, something she did with just as much enthusiasm as she did bouncing her tits on my cock at dinner.
My semblance sure was awesome
“Right away mistress.” She nodded, tapping away on the screen of her tablet. Weiss gagged lightly as I thrust my cock back into her throat, staring at the older Schnee in her incredibly sexy outfit.
As Winter went to leave, I called out to her, “Stay here, I might want to use you soon.” I said simply and she blushed bright red.
“O-of course.” She pressed a few buttons on her tablet before placing it down on the coffee table to her right, hands going down to rest by her sides as she waited for me to give her another command.
She would have to wait a while however, currently I was simply content to leer at her body while I used her sister’s mouth to masturbate.
I stared at the oldest Schnee, eyes hungrily roving over those pale legs capped by a perky ass that was barely covered by her tiny skirt, her larger than average tits straining the silken fabric of her top, ready to burst free any moment.
Below me, Weiss gagged as I roughly dragged her up and down the length of my cock while I leered at her sister. Spit and precum coated her lower face as I used her throat like a toy, all the while she didn't move those pretty blue eyes from mine, completely worshipful in her gaze.
As she should be.
“Mm, fuck! I'm about to cum...” I groaned down at her as I approached my peak. I looked over at Winter who was rubbing her thighs together lewdly as she watched me skullfuck her little sister, “Where should I give it to her Winter? Think I should cum down her throat, give her something warm to fill her up? Or should I paint her face, maybe make her wear it around the manor? Let all the other servants know just how much of a slut she is?”
Winter moaned softly, one hand coming down to rub at her barely clothed pussy, “Whatever you decide mistress, I'm sure she'll love it either way.” She said, speech interspersed with hitching breaths.
I snorted at that. Of course she would, she didn't have a choice in the matter. Though that did give me an idea… maybe I would revert her back to her original personality one of these days, let her beg and moan as I took her in every hole she had…
I groaned as the thought sent me over the edge. I crossed a leg over her bare back, my fingers coming down to thread into her white hair as I forced her down to the base of my cock and held her there.
She moaned as the first jet of cum shot down her throat, then another, then another, until what seemed like liters of semen had been forced down the tight tunnel. I wasn't done yet however, Winter’s comment had given me an idea on how to spend this particular orgasm.
I pulled back on Weiss's ponytail freeing my cock from her puckered lips with a wet ‘pop’.
“Open.” I grunted and she obeyed without hesitation. I aimed my dick towards her open mouth, jerking my still spewing cock.
My aim was slightly off and so the first and second shot landed across her face, defacing her delicate features as one rope of semen landed on the bridge of her nose and the other on her forehead reaching toward her hair.
I corrected my aim, forcing the last few jets of thick cum to land in her mouth as she moaned in bliss. Her mouth filled quickly, and soon my cum was leaking out to land on her bare breasts, painting the already pale sin pearly white. Still she hadn't closed her mouth, I hadn't commanded her to after all.
I sighed as my orgasm tapered off, slowly jerking the last few drops into Weiss's full mouth before leaning back, taking a moment to simply relish the sight before me.
Weiss was a mess. Her normally fair skin was flushed red with pleasure. Her usual ponytail had been ruined by my grip and even more so by my cum, leaving strands of soiled white hair standing on end.
Her lipstick and eyeshadow was running down her face, mingling with the semen that I had shot across her features, semen which she still made no motion to wipe away as she held her mouth open for me, revealing the pool of cum still held in her mouth
All in all, she looked like a slut. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
“Swallow.” She did as I commanded, shivering in bliss as she gulped down the warm cum that I had gifted her and I smirked in satisfaction at my utter domination of the girl.
“What do you say?” I asked as I lazily stroked my slowly softening cock, slapping it against her cheek and leaving splatters of cum and spit on her already soiled features.
She took a moment to regain her breath as she swallowed what I had left in her mouth. Her tongue coming out to lick her lips, panting lightly at what she had just endure before looking up at me with lust filled eyes, “Thank you mommy.”
I smirked even as my cock throbbed at the enraptured look she was giving me, “Good girl.” she shivered happily at my praise.
Off to the side, Winter had gone from rubbing at herself to full on masturbating. She had her top yanked up and was groping a milky breast while two fingers thrust in and out of her soaked pussy as she watched me defile her sister.
I smirked at her before turning my attention back to Weiss who was staring at my cock hungrily. I knew what she wanted and I was more than happy to give it to her. I placed my cum covered cock back against her lips, “Clean it.” I demanded and she obeyed dutifully.
As one white haired sister kissed and sucked at my rapidly hardening cock and the other openly masturbated while watching her do it, I leaned back on the couch with a sigh of bliss.
“This is the life.” I groaned as I thrust my hips involuntarily, sending my erection soaring back down the tight throat of my slave.
I could only imagine what the future might hold.
That was the question to end all questions. The greatest mystery in the universe, and one mankind had been trying to solve since they could string together a proper thought.
Was there an afterlife? A Heaven where the good live in paradise and a Hell where the bad suffer in agony? Maybe the Bhuddists were right and life was just a giant cycle of karma, maybe when you die you get your own personal afterlife based on your beliefs. Or maybe there's just nothing. Who knows?
Me? I didn't really care. Heaven, Hell, Infinite Reincarnation, it didn't matter to me. I was simply content to live life looking out for the only one that mattered. Myself.
I knew that I wasn't a good person. I was at the same time too selfish and callous, not giving a damn about anything that didn't directly affect me. My family called me a sociopath yet I couldn't care less what they thought, which in all honesty probably gave some proof to their claims.
I was fine with the way I was however, simply living the best life for myself, watching anime, reading manga and webcomics, all ways I spent my free time. Simple, but quiet.
And then I got hit by a semi truck while on my way back to my meager apartment from the comic store. I didn't even get to read them.
At least I died instantly. There one second and gone the next. No longer on Earth. In the most literal sense of the term.
Where I went exactly before I awoke, I'm still not sure. All I know is that one moment I was alive and on Earth, and the next I was waking up in an unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar bed, in a very familiar world.
I woke up in a hospital bed, the victim of an accident that had apparently sent the previous inhabitant of my body, Violet Carze, into a coma that all of the medical staff believed she would never awaken from. And yet I had, a miracle they had called it. Only I understood what had actually happened.
See, the accident that had sent the original Violet to the hospital was an explosion caused by an extremely volatile dust mixture. The explosion was massive, destroying an entire wing of the manor and killing the people she called parents, despite their unlocked auras.
The words they used, dust and aura, had rung bells in my head and I had understood what had happened immediately.
After I had died, through the grace or possibly incompetence of one god or another, I had been reincarnated into RWBY, one of my favorite web series back on earth. Into the body of a girl that had been unlikely to ever awaken from her coma. Which in all actuality, she hadn't.
Violet died in that bed, and I woke up instead. I had been understandably confused and disoriented, and after several days of questioning, the doctors had diagnosed me with amnesia. How lucky.
According to the doctor, they believed the catalyst for my awakening was the unlocking of my aura. And when they had gone to make the request at the local academy, Haven, there just happened to be a hunter nearby who was willing to do it.
One muttered phrase later and Viola! I now had aura, a fact the doctor l had happily demonstrated by smacking me on the head with a pen, causing a sparking purple barrier to spring to life
Unfortunately, the amount of aura I had at my disposal was pitiful, barely enough to form the barrier in the first place. I guess it was a good thing I had no interest in being a huntress, as my dreams would have ended right then and there.
I was forced to stay in the hospital for several more days as they made sure I wasn't about to slip into another coma suddenly, and during that time I had the chance to get used to my new body.
In my old life I had been a woman of mixed Vietnamese descent, with dark hair and fair skin, and in this life it seemed that had stayed the same.
Violet had been nineteen at the time of the accident, just beginning to grow into a woman proper. She, or rather I, had short, dark hair with purple highlights that accentuated my pale skin and Violet (heh) eyes. I was rather tall and lightly muscled, indicating that Violet had worked out often enough to stay in shape, something else we had in common.
What we did not have in common was the nine inch cock sticking from my new body's pelvis.
When I had first seen it, I had nearly screamed in shock, only barely holding myself back because I really didn't want to go from a hospital to a mental institution or whatever qualified for one around here.
I had taken a moment to calm down, before investigating my new appendage with clinical curiosity. For one, it was completely hairless, it seemed that the original Violet had had a procedure done to eliminate the hair follicles there, leaving the area completely smooth.
It was also rather large, nine inches long and four inches thick when fully erect (which it often was as apparently every single nurse and doctor in the building was some sort of model). The head was an angry red due to the immense amount of blood flowing there and thick veins ran down its length.
The testicles, which I was somewhat surprised I even had, were large as well, practically bloated with the amount of cum they contained. They were plump and my own mouth watered with the thought of getting at them.
They also refilled extremely quickly, a fact I had been somewhat displeased to find out when I had broken down and rubbed one out in the shower to the thought of an extremely hot nurse that had attended me. It had taken forever to clean up after that, and a knowing look I received from another nurse had left me slightly embarrassed.
So yeah, discovering that had been a surprise.
Still, after around two weeks I was deemed healthy for all intents and purposes, so they gave me one last check up and sent me on my way back to my family's estate.
Oh yeah, estate.
I had been lucky enough to be reincarnated into an extremely wealthy family, one that I couldn't remember ever hearing about in the show, the Carze family.
My new family was apparently one of the main manufacturers of the critical components in the mechashift technology utilized by hunters and huntresses and as a result, we usually ran in the same circles as the Schnees, Winchesters, and other big names.
In other words, the Carze family had a lot of lien. And with my parents dead and me having no siblings, their immense wealth, literal billions. Was all mine.
After taxes of course, it seemed I couldn't escape them even in Remnant.
Of course, having never dealt with this much money in my life, I had immediately contacted the most reputable accountant I could find and had left the handling of the funds to her
For now, I was content to simply enjoy my life on what Violet's parents had built for her.
And right now, I was truly enjoying myself. After all, there were few things more pleasurable than reading an interesting book by a nice warm fire.
“Mm…” I moaned gently.
And of course, adding to my pleasure was the fact that Weiss Schnee was on her knees between my spread legs, and worshiping my dick like her life depended on it, completely nude save for her dark blue lipstick and smokey gray eyeshadow.
I looked down at the white haired girl who looked up at me with adoring devotion in her eyes, like I was her entire world. Which for all intents and purposes, I was.
Weiss had always been one of my favorite characters from the show. I had everything about her when she was first introduced, from her attitude, to her appearance, to the angry pout she got when she was scolding one of her teammates. I loved all of it. So of course I had to make her mine in any way I could.
I had met the white haired girl for the first time at a gala her family had held at their manor. Being the current holder of the Carze fortune, it had been expected for me to attend. Something I had not wanted to do at the time but came to be happy I did after being introduced to Weiss by her mother.
The girl had been just as frigid yet polite as I imagined she would be, which just made me want her even more.
It was laughably easy to use my semblance on her during one of our amicable talks, feigning a slip and grabbing onto her slim shoulder to catch myself, apologizing all the while. And just like that, she was mine.
When experimenting with my aura, mostly sparring matches with my bodyguards to see how much damage my limited reserves could take without shattering, I had accidentally discovered my semblance.
After one to many times of being wacked in the head with a wooden stick, I had grabbed the arm of my assailant, a taller woman who I'm pretty sure got off on my torture, and told her to ‘Jump out the window.’
And she did. Much to my astonishment. And then I realized exactly what had happened, and boy was it incredible.
My semblance was as follows, if I could get my hands onto someone's bare skin, I could implant an invisible seal that would allow me to manipulate their mind in any way I saw, with my victim none the wiser. I could do things as simple as giving them a command which they would follow, or I could go so far as to rewrite their entire worldview. Not only that, but the changes were permanent unless I decided otherwise.
When I had done this with Weiss, I had used the latter effect to make her see me as a godlike figure, the most perfect being in all of Remnant. And one who deserved to be worshiped as such.
And then I had her worship me just as she desired. Over, and over, and over, and over… you get the point.
Needless to say, my semblance was the best one ever, and nobody would ever be able to convince me otherwise.
I moaned lightly as Weiss traced her tongue over the tip of my dick, jerking my hips lightly at the pleasure it produced.
I was interrupted in my revelry of my favorite slave’s mouth by the door to the study opening. I looked over, not ashamed in the slightest that my pants were currently on the couch beside me and my cock was down the throat of a girl I publicly called my best friend.
It was Winter. The older Schnee was wearing an outfit that would give her father a heart attack If he ever saw.
The outfit consisted of an extremely low cut shirt that strained with the swell of her breasts and a skirt that was short enough to reveal the entirety of both of her thighs, as well as give peeks of the creamy skin of her ass if she walked just right.
The outfit was topped off by snow white heels that brought even more attention to her legs, and a black color that did the same for her slender neck.
“Mistress,” the eldest Schnee said to me as she entered, closing the door to the study behind her, “The committee from Mystral is here to discuss the trade deal. Would you like me to send them here?” She asked, not at all perturbed by the sight of her sister, naked and on her knees with a nine inch cock in her mouth.
Of course since I had become so close so quickly, Winter had become understandably suspicious. And when Weiss started staying over at my estate more and more often, she decided to investigate.
Only instead of doing so discreetly, she had decided to corner me alone in my study and interrogate me herself, believing correctly that there was no way I could take her in a fight.
That was her undoing as thanks to my semblance, I didn't need to fight her at all to beat her. It only took a single moment of contact as she put her hand on my arm, and Winter was suddenly just as devoted to me as Weiss had become.
A fact I took advantage of expeditiously, throwing off her skirt and plunging my cock in and out of her formerly virgin cunt in the exact same spot that I was currently being sucked off by her sister.
I grunted as Weiss lowered her head to take my balls into her mouth, suckling on one after the other in fanatical worship, “No, Veema can handle it. She's basically the head of the company at this point anyway, she'll know what to do. Send her a message telling her to handle it. Make sure to mention me in it.”
Veema was the head maid and one of my first slaves. I had lost count of how many times I had used the shortstack of a woman for my own pleasure. She was also smart as a whip and more than qualified to lead the company in my stead, something she did with just as much enthusiasm as she did bouncing her tits on my cock at dinner.
My semblance sure was awesome
“Right away mistress.” She nodded, tapping away on the screen of her tablet. Weiss gagged lightly as I thrust my cock back into her throat, staring at the older Schnee in her incredibly sexy outfit.
As Winter went to leave, I called out to her, “Stay here, I might want to use you soon.” I said simply and she blushed bright red.
“O-of course.” She pressed a few buttons on her tablet before placing it down on the coffee table to her right, hands going down to rest by her sides as she waited for me to give her another command.
She would have to wait a while however, currently I was simply content to leer at her body while I used her sister’s mouth to masturbate.
I stared at the oldest Schnee, eyes hungrily roving over those pale legs capped by a perky ass that was barely covered by her tiny skirt, her larger than average tits straining the silken fabric of her top, ready to burst free any moment.
Below me, Weiss gagged as I roughly dragged her up and down the length of my cock while I leered at her sister. Spit and precum coated her lower face as I used her throat like a toy, all the while she didn't move those pretty blue eyes from mine, completely worshipful in her gaze.
As she should be.
“Mm, fuck! I'm about to cum...” I groaned down at her as I approached my peak. I looked over at Winter who was rubbing her thighs together lewdly as she watched me skullfuck her little sister, “Where should I give it to her Winter? Think I should cum down her throat, give her something warm to fill her up? Or should I paint her face, maybe make her wear it around the manor? Let all the other servants know just how much of a slut she is?”
Winter moaned softly, one hand coming down to rub at her barely clothed pussy, “Whatever you decide mistress, I'm sure she'll love it either way.” She said, speech interspersed with hitching breaths.
I snorted at that. Of course she would, she didn't have a choice in the matter. Though that did give me an idea… maybe I would revert her back to her original personality one of these days, let her beg and moan as I took her in every hole she had…
I groaned as the thought sent me over the edge. I crossed a leg over her bare back, my fingers coming down to thread into her white hair as I forced her down to the base of my cock and held her there.
She moaned as the first jet of cum shot down her throat, then another, then another, until what seemed like liters of semen had been forced down the tight tunnel. I wasn't done yet however, Winter’s comment had given me an idea on how to spend this particular orgasm.
I pulled back on Weiss's ponytail freeing my cock from her puckered lips with a wet ‘pop’.
“Open.” I grunted and she obeyed without hesitation. I aimed my dick towards her open mouth, jerking my still spewing cock.
My aim was slightly off and so the first and second shot landed across her face, defacing her delicate features as one rope of semen landed on the bridge of her nose and the other on her forehead reaching toward her hair.
I corrected my aim, forcing the last few jets of thick cum to land in her mouth as she moaned in bliss. Her mouth filled quickly, and soon my cum was leaking out to land on her bare breasts, painting the already pale sin pearly white. Still she hadn't closed her mouth, I hadn't commanded her to after all.
I sighed as my orgasm tapered off, slowly jerking the last few drops into Weiss's full mouth before leaning back, taking a moment to simply relish the sight before me.
Weiss was a mess. Her normally fair skin was flushed red with pleasure. Her usual ponytail had been ruined by my grip and even more so by my cum, leaving strands of soiled white hair standing on end.
Her lipstick and eyeshadow was running down her face, mingling with the semen that I had shot across her features, semen which she still made no motion to wipe away as she held her mouth open for me, revealing the pool of cum still held in her mouth
All in all, she looked like a slut. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
“Swallow.” She did as I commanded, shivering in bliss as she gulped down the warm cum that I had gifted her and I smirked in satisfaction at my utter domination of the girl.
“What do you say?” I asked as I lazily stroked my slowly softening cock, slapping it against her cheek and leaving splatters of cum and spit on her already soiled features.
She took a moment to regain her breath as she swallowed what I had left in her mouth. Her tongue coming out to lick her lips, panting lightly at what she had just endure before looking up at me with lust filled eyes, “Thank you mommy.”
I smirked even as my cock throbbed at the enraptured look she was giving me, “Good girl.” she shivered happily at my praise.
Off to the side, Winter had gone from rubbing at herself to full on masturbating. She had her top yanked up and was groping a milky breast while two fingers thrust in and out of her soaked pussy as she watched me defile her sister.
I smirked at her before turning my attention back to Weiss who was staring at my cock hungrily. I knew what she wanted and I was more than happy to give it to her. I placed my cum covered cock back against her lips, “Clean it.” I demanded and she obeyed dutifully.
As one white haired sister kissed and sucked at my rapidly hardening cock and the other openly masturbated while watching her do it, I leaned back on the couch with a sigh of bliss.
“This is the life.” I groaned as I thrust my hips involuntarily, sending my erection soaring back down the tight throat of my slave.
I could only imagine what the future might hold.
