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[bleached-d-soul]

Size Queen - Cuckquean: Chapter 2

for my friend @the-wayward-arc and all of you my dear readers!

Weiss made a mistake.

"Ugh, please, don't stop!"

She was raised on the belief that Schnees were always right. That they were people incapable of making a mistake by nature. Any deviation from the perfection was someone else's fault but never theirs. She was a Schnee, she could not make a bad decision.

"Harder, please, harder!"

So why was she being subjected to all of this right now?

She already apologized. She already accepted her place as a lowly miserable cuckquean. She hasn't been fucked in weeks. Jaune didn't even allow her to use toys or her fingers. Any and all pleasure she could have always came from her pathetically rubbing her swollen needy sopping wet cunt on any surface she could find. Provided that she was allowed to move, that is.

Most of the times, like right now, she wasn't.

"Oh fuuuuuck!" she watched Emerald cry out in ecstasy as the orgasm rocked her body. Her eyes followed the trails of thick semen that were running down the chocolate-skinned girl's legs. As if she didn't even exist as anything but the holder of sex toys for the two, they started making out. In their room. In her bed. How many girls had been fucked there already? How often had she been reduced to sleeping on the floor while her bed creaked under the weight of passionate and wild sex?

And how many times she wanted to rub her brains out to the sound of it.

"Hey, Schnee, come here and clean up for me."

Weiss stood back up fast and firm, her body shaking with need. Both Jaune and Emerald watched her with amusement as she made her way towards them. The viibrator Emerald stuck into her ass at the beginning of their session dangled helplessly, ready to fall any moment. Weiss felt incredibly pathetic as she forced herself to clench hard around the tip of the dildo in a desperate move to keep it inside.

Emerald promised her that, if she could hold onto the dildo till they were done, that she would be allowed to rub herself on Jaune's leg. That night when she watched Jaune and Vernal fuck like animals, something inside her simply broke. She was beyond salvation or repair. And without Jaune's presence, she couldn't cum at all. She would fuck and finger and play with herself for entire weekeneds without any result. Then Jaune would give her a firm but sharp slap across face and she was squirting like a faucet.

Which is why she was reduced to this sorry state.

For the chance to be used as a toy, she would suffer any and all humiliations and degradations. She played a good little stupid doggy for Jaune and Velvet. She was an unattractive twig-like model Coco dressed up into sexy lingerie to better show off her own ass and breasts. She cleaned off the bodies of twins from some club after they took a very heavy dose of bukkake from Jaune. She even had her holes used as a holder for Professor Goodwitch's crop.

She was everything and nothing at the same time.

And she hated how much she loved every second of it.

To have her pride shattered into pieces and stomped into dust. To have girls of lesser birth like Emerald and Malachites treat her like a two-Lien whore. To be paraded around Beacon on a leash with dildos stuck up her ass and cunt. All those who thought she was some Size Queen now knew better. Her social life was effectively ruined and she was but a toy for her betters like... Well, pretty much any girl not named Weiss Schnee.

As she approached the two, Weiss made sure to not meet their eyes. Unless they told her to, she was unworthy. One of the many lessons that were drilled into her disobedient stupid uptight cunt of a brain by days and days of education by her betters. She would always know her place thanks to them. Emerald and Jaune didn't even bother to look at her as she began cleaning Emerald's ass of any of Jaune's semen.

The moment her tongue touched his thick delicious cream, she froze. She wanted to savor it. Roll it around in her mouth, drinking in every bit of its salty and bitter flavors. But she knew better. She was not a woman or even a human when her betters were concerned. She was a toy. A tool who served her Master and Mistresses' purpose. And so she diligently ate the thief's ass, gulping down semen without a second to enjoy it.

"Oh, Schnee! Almost forgot, turn around."

Weiss did as she told, presenting her ass to Emerald. Only too late did she realize that she exposed her dangling dildo for the girl to easily yank out of her ass. Her body spasmed and she cried out in orgasm at the sudden emptiness in her tight little ass. Pitifully, she watched as Emerald held the toy in front of the heiress as if to remind her that she failed at something as simple as that.

"Now then, what was the punishment for failing, Schnee?"

Weiss looked down, barely restraining herself from crying from her sheer weakness and unimportance.

"T-Two more months of edging," she choked out, her body trembling in pain. She could already imagine the next months. "No right to cum."

"Good girl," with a sharp laughter, Emerald slapped Weiss across the cheek with the plastic phallus. Weiss groped her miniscule breasts as she tried to lap up some of her own ass juices like a complete degenerate. "Now scram, I don't want you around here when I am having sex with Jaune."

Needless to say, she wasn't allowed to take her clothes. So she walked out of her own room, naked and with derogatory words such as 'No Good Bitch' and 'Lousy Cunt Queen' adordning her body. A few weeks ago, the sight drew attention, with no end to scrolls flashing in her face. But nowadatys it was part of the norm. All guys knew she was all talk and no fuck. While girls enjoyed treating her like the piece of garbage and stress relief.

As she passed her way towards the room where she kept her spare clothesm Weiss wondered how long she could take this before she snapped. She needed more. She wanted more. She could enjoy the rough treatment. She knew she deserved nothing more or better. But she was so starved for good fucking. She didn't care if Jaune split her apart or fucked her brains out and, for the rest of her days, she would only know how to moan and beg for more sex.

She just wanted a-

"Oh, come on, Steele, don't be such a bitch!"

Weiss stood still as she tried to make herself as invisible as possible. Someone was in here. Steele, wasn't that the girl from Emerald's team? The one who always looked like she couldn't care less about anything?

"You know the rules, Onyxia. No fucking my man without my permission," Weiss watched as the dark-skinned punk girl glared at the silver-haired huntress. But to no effect. Suddenly, Steele's hand found its way into the girl's shorts and then right into her wet tight cunt. "You want Jaune's cock? You want him to make you so loose no man can ever fit in there properly? Is that what you want?"

Onyxia was the epitome of trouble. She was known to have started fights over presumed slights. Sometimes she didn't even need a reason. She was a bona fide bully, out there to cause violence for the sake of violence. And yet, as Steele roughly manhandled the shorter girl, Onyxia seemed to have neither strength nor desire to resists. Instead, she melted into a mewling mess. Kneeling down, she latched onto Steele's leg and started to plead,

"P-Please, Steele, I am sorry for being such a bitch to you. I promise I will do better! I will be better, just... Just give me another chance, please! I promise to remember who is in charge!"

Weiss' eyes widened. So she was in charge. She used to think that it was Vernal. Although her opinion was rattled when three days ago, she saw Vernal being locked in the same room as her for three hours of edging. Steele Black was the one Jaune was with. She was the Alpha of this harem. So that meant that if Weiss managed to secure position under her...

She would finally get fucked.

The thought sent shivers down her spine and right towards her needy denied pussy. She knew that Jaune wasn't capable of handling all these girls all on his own. She should have known that there would be someone behind it all. She wouldn't be surprised if it were Pyrrha or Vernal or that foreign student Cinder... But Steele? Weiss was genuinely surprised, quite impressed.

But more importantly, she was delighted beyond ahy measure.

Pyrrha was too much in love with Jaune to give him up to her. Vernal would be too territorial and a bitch to deal with. Cinder, from the few interactions they had, would definitely use her to gain access to Schnee influence and money. But Steele? Steele was an easy mark, Weiss was sure of it. The girl seemed uncaring about most of anything most of the time. And from what she observed, she was hardly one with an eye and a mouth for cut-throat bargaining.

This was almost perfect!

The plan began to brew in Weiss' sex-starved brain. Whatever humility had been drilled into her these past few weeks vanished in a blink of an eye as she saw an opportunity to gain the upper hand over all the girls. Jaune was angry at her and he would most likely not even want to fuck her. But if he loved Steele as much as she thought, then he would listen and do as she said. He would fuck her into sweet sweet daze. He would claim all her holes as his, making her impossible to satisfy for other men. Cover each and every inch of her body with his rich thick semen. And in time, he would grow to enjoy her. Want her. Addicted to her.

All she needed to do now was get Steele under her thumb.

"Just you wait, you stupid bitches..." With her pride back and stronger than before, the desire for vengeance came and burned bright in her heart. "Soon, it will be you begging me for leftovers. Just you wait...!"

She could already picture it all in her head. How much she would savor the revenge on all the girls for the humiliation and denial they had put her through. She would make them crawl. She would make them beg. She would put them through Hell and drag them back, broken and desperate. And in the end of it all, after they all suffer the same things they dealt out to her... She wouldn't let them even touch Jaune. If they would want him, they would have to settle for licking up his cold cum off the floor while she enjoyed one fresh creampie after another.

And they would love it all.

"Mistress, please," she pictured Vernal, bound to the wall. Her pussy was red and swollen, dripping with need and despair. There was no more fire in those eyes. No more bite in her mouth. Only want and obedience. Readiness to do whatever asked in return for the briefest of releases. "Please, please, please, forgive this unworthy little slut! Just a touch! Please, just let Master touch me!"

Nope. She would enjoy fucking Jaune right in front of her though.

"Mistress! I completely finished all your chores! Look, look how clean and shiny the room is!" Emerald stood, dressed in the twisted version of a maid uniform. She had indeed finished all the chores in their room. It must have taken a lot of time. Especially with her arms bound behind her back and that plug up her ass. Still, the green-haired thief looked excited, wanting. She smiled a broken smile, salivating at Jaune's exposed cock. "I-I have been a good girl, right? I promise to keep being the good girl - no! The best girl! S-So please, may I lube his cock up for you? P-Pretty please, my Mistress?"

Weiss would smile at her. Dangle the opportunity right in front of her. Just before she kicked the girl out of her room and told her to quietly edge herself while listening through the door. Emerald would then break into tears. She wouldn't stop crying even as she edged her brains out to the sounds of their passionate lovemaking. She would make sure to watch the poor pathetic girl sniff at the sheets drenched in their sweat and juices.

She would leash all her teammates for their treatment of hers. None would be allowed to speak. Only mewl, moan and cry for release.

All the exchange students would be sent a daily reminder of what they could never have. She would have Jaune fuck them extra hard before they left for home. Just so they would never forget the taste of that magnificent cock and suffer every day of not having it buried in their pussies and asses.

She would personally torture Professor Goodwitch too. The woman would be driven to the limit with days and days of denial before being forced to serve as her glorified toys and clothes rack.

"M-Mistress, may I have him for just a few minutes, please? It is our wedding night, after all..."

And then, of course, there would be Steele. She could imagine it all finally end a few years later. Once they graduated and she had Jaune completely addicted to the taste of her superior body, she would have no more need for the girl that helped her get ahold of him. She would show her some kindness, of course. She would be even merciful enough to let the silver-haired girl marry the blonde. She would pay for the wedding and their home. Make sure they never had any trouble or want in life.

All the while continuing to fuck Jaune day-in and day-out!

Steele would watch her husband tear off the dress of her as a bridesmaid. And go down on her like a wild animal, driven only by lust and hunger for flesh. While she would have to watch it all, pathetically rubbing at her pussy in a wedding dress. It would be both the reward and the punishment. The reward for being kind enough to give her the chance to steal Jaune away. And punishment for having him in the first place.

There would be no more distractions.

No more doubts or hesitation.

She would prevail, taking the boy for himself once and for all.

Because Schnees were superior.

And superior always succeeded.

CQ

Steele rolled her eyes as she watched Vernal crawl back with her freshly spanked and fingered ass exposed for all to see. A shame, really. She did like the girl quite alright, all things considered. She wasn't as bossy as Cinder. And could actually relate about lots of stuff unlike Emerald, who would usually yammer on and on about Cinder. Or Jaune, lately. But as much as she liked the bandit girl, she wasn't going to give her any special treatment.

Give a finger, lose an arm and all that.

Ever since Vernal leaked that photo of her boyfriend's dick, there was no stop to the girls trying to take him away. He even had to get a second scroll to talk to her since his last one was being constantly bombarded with nudes of girls across Beacon. Which was really dumb of those whores since now she had another leverage to use against them if they got out of line.

Steele couldn't help but feel happy at that though. If someone was trying to take something from you then that meant it was something worth having. Worth fighting for. Not that she didn't know that already.

"We are assassins, brat," her bastard of a dad said once during one of his more sober moments. Him being sober meant he didn't miss when he hit or kicked her. That particular day, the beating was extra hard. After all, what right did she have to try and go to a birthday of a boy she had a crush on, right? "We don't have friends. We don't have lovers. We don't have family. All we have are useful tools and targets. So get that shit out of your head before I break it."

He made sure to drill that lesson into her head extra hard. No surprise there, of course. Mom ran off the first chance she got. Didn't take her with her, which earned her the title of a Total Bitch for the rest of her life. Perhaps dad's abuse of a training was a way to get back at mom. To raise their only daughter into the same merciless mercenary as him. Or maybe he was just a sadistic prick that got off beating the shit out of her.

She was happy that she killed him off. Seriously, what kind of idiot abuses their child while also raising them to be an assassin, anyway? But as much as seeing his lifeless body collapse onto the ground filled her with joy, his words continued to haunt her for years after that night.

She would never be a normal girl. She would never be normal, even by the standards of hunters. Huntsmen and huntresses were also raised to fight. But they would always fight Grimm first and other humans second. Her? She was raised to see everyone as a nuisance or a potential paycheck. She was trained to kill. Not out of necessity. Not because there were no other options.

She was raised to kill as the first option.

If someone paid her, she would kill whoever the client asked her to. If a person had something she wanted, she would kill them too. If a person was annoying her, she would kill them. Hell, she was trained to even kill out of boredom. A life would be cut short simply because she had nothing better to do that day. And it was normal for her. She no longer had nightmares or doubts. She could come home drenched in blood and doze off in her bed without anything tugging at her heart.

Dad told her she would never someone to love her. Someone whom she could love in return.

"Hey there, babe."

A gentle embrace. A hot kiss. And those warm eyes.

"Hey, Jaune."

She returned it all in return.

Her dad told her she would always be his daughter? A cold and unloveable murder machine?

Well, fuck him.

She was happy when she killed him.

She was even happier now that she had proved that bastard wrong.

Because she found love for herself. Not one born out of lust and boredom, even if it started as such. What she had with Jaune was sincere. Simple and primal, but no less beatiful and addictive. She had never felt so warm and safe before. Not when she was living with her bastard of a dad. Not when she killed him. Not when Cinder took her under her wing. But now she did. And she was not going to lose that feeling any time soon.

"So, did you fuck Emerald extra hard for me?" she asked, resting her head against his chest. A separate room just for the two of them. A small piece of the world that only they knew and lived in. She would have to thank Goodwitch for that later. "Think she is hooked on you now?"

Because she would rather listen to her praise Jaune instead of Cinder.

"I would have asked but she wasn't coherent enough to answer," he grinned wickedly. She loved when he did that. He was an adorable and loving pup of a boyfriend. So she loved it when he showed off his fangs to her. "Though judging how she was clinging to me, I would say, yes. Completely hooked."

Good. She let Emerald have him not out of the goodness of heart but rather with this ulterior motive in mind. Cinder, Emerald and Neo were already desperate addicts for Jaune's cock. Just not desperate enough to call off the attack on Beacon. Steele planned to change that though. She already convinced Neo to tie up that con woman Rowan. The little psycho was feeding her boss Jaune's cum these past few days and soon the mistress of theft and crime would be just another bitch under in Jaune's palm.

And once they had Amanda Taurus and her loyal underlings fucked into submission and collared, they would have the entire thing called off.

Her happily ever after was so close.

She straddled Jaune's waist, pressing her toned ass against his stomach. She could already feel the tip of his hardening cock. She made sure to look him in the eyes as she began to strip off her clothes. She hungrily drank in the lustful gaze. He turned to move and she stopped him.

"Jaune, are you forgetting who is in charge when the two of us are alone?"

Her voice was hard, but filled with passion and hunger. She loved him. She wanted him. And she always made sure he knew that.

With other girls, he was a complete and undeniable dom. His word was the law and his presence demanded obedience.

But with her?

He was the one under her.

"N-No," he whispered, breathing heavy as he laid back down. "Not at all, Steele."

She smiled.

"Good boy."

He knew the rules. She didn;t have to remind him. So she smiled as he laid there motionless but shaking with excitement as she crawled back, pressing her face against his bulging crotch. Having released his erect cock out of the confines of his pants, she playfully flicked its head. Her boyfriend winced, his face blushing deep red. Her favorite expression of his. Well, second favorite.

"I think I can still smell Emerald's pussy on you," she said as she took a whiff of his cock. The strong smell hit her nostrils and set her loins on fire. She played it cool though. With a click of her tongue, she continued, "That's no good. That rotten bitch should know her place and clean up after herself."

She dragged her tongue across his shaft, enjoying how much he shivered from it. Emerald would, of course, be punished later for that. She loved Jaune. And she was willing to share his cock with others. But he was hers and him having the smell of another woman on any part of his body rubbed her the wrong way. Perhaps she should feed her some strong aphrodisiac and reduce her to the same sorry needy state the Schnee bitch was in nowadays.

Speaking of which...

"How was Schnee, by the way?" her fingers played around with the tip of his cock, the feeling of his thick precum making her want to gobble it all up there and then. "Did she beg you to fuck her after you were done again?"

It was almost a ritual by this point. Some girl would manage to get a permission to fuck her boyfriend. Jaune would take them up. And the Schnee would pitifully follow them wherever they went. Most girls enjoyed having the needy cuckquean watch and serve them, especially faunus girls who simply loved having a Schnee as their pitiful plaything for the night. And whenever the girls were not up for having someone watch, Schnee would be kicked out and spend the rest of the night fingering herself by the door.

It was almost sad.

"No, Emerald kicked her out," Jaune groaned as she began to give him a slow and gentle handjob. "I was surprised when I didn't see her with an ear pressed to the wall. Must hva egone off somewhere to rub her brains out."

But, as Steele said, it couldn't have happened to someone more deserving.

Weiss Schnee was the kind of person Steele would have hated even if she was raised in a normal family. Her family was rich as hell and she probably never knew what it felt like to want something but not be able to get it. Steele, who had to fight for every little bit of happiness she had in this life, hated Schnee for that. She hated her even more when she rejected Jaune like that in public.

Jaune wasn't anything more than an interest then. She didn't do crushed - not since the age of seven. She was bored and just teased the boy for the sake of it. But each and every time they met, he never stopped to inrigue her. He wasn't the strongest or the most vicious of a fighter. He was weak, in so many ways that she was surprised she spent time with him. But then she realized that it was his strong spirit that she found herself interested in.

She jokingly - though not entirely - asked him out on a date.

Only to get rejected because he loved Weiss. Not liked. Not fancied or wanted to fuck. He loved her. And, just like all else that he said, he said those words with sincerity. She hated how much it pained to hear those words. Well, whatever, she told herself back then. Not like she cared enough to be jealous or anything. She did, however, spit in venom that he could get rejected for all she cared.

When that happened, she felt awful. Not enough to angst or cry over, of course. But there was... something that she felt uncomfortable with. Something that made her seek Jaune out and offer him a comforting shoulder.

She wasn't sure why she did what she did next then. Why she kissed him and dragged him to their room. Was it pity? Just the frustration from work that she needed to release? Or was it that she saw it as her chance at happiness and love? It didn't matter then. So it didn't matter now.

"I love you, Jaune."

"I love you too."

She got her happily ever after.

Gods help any poor soul that was dumb enough to try and steal it away.

CQ

Weiss was in need of serious help. He had known that for the last few weeks ever since she decided to become his personal cuckquean. Even though he neither asked her to nor wanted her to do that in the first place.

Jaune watched the heiress come to the cafeteria with the air of pride and power she had seemingly abandoned weeks ago. Well, nothing good could come from it, he thought. And he was right when she approached Steele with the same fake polite smile and tone that she used when talking to Pyrrha at the start of the year. He used to think it was lovely. Now all he saw the selfish want for something she was denied.

"- and so, I am willing to offer you good money in exchange for making Jaune my exclusive sex slave."

Seriously, what the hell was wrong with her?

"I assure you, Steele, money is not all I offer, of course," Weiss smiled charmingly as she presented her with the image on her scroll. "My family has connections. Connections that could give you things normal people could never hope to receive. Like these."

Jaune got a glimpse of what Weiss was offering.

And he had to restrain himself from yelling at Weiss there and then.

"Proesthetics?"

Steele was quiet, her voice not quite angry or happy. It was the same voice she used when the two of them were alone. When she was hurt but refused to admit or show it. The topic of her legs was among the few things that were able to pierce through her usually iron-hard demeanor. Weiss crossed the line like that and for what? To get his dick that she couldn't even handle?

"Not just any proesthetics," Weiss grinned. "Those are the latest work of none other than Pietro Pollendina. I have seen what you work with and let me tell you, the tech that these ones have are beyond and above anything you might want. Speed, strength and even the function to store and use Dust! You won't find it anywhere on the market here. And even if you did, it would cast you a fortune."

She smiled, the same smile a predator showed its prey.

"So do we have a deal?"

"Sure."

"I see, in that case how about-"

Weiss froze, her expression impossible to tell. Somewhere between the shock and manic glee.

"Did you just agree?"

"Sure did," Jaune watched Steele whistle. "All the money and the new legs, huh? I really should start charging girls around here for Jaune's time."

Jaune wasn't sure what to make of it. Whenever the topic came to Weiss, his girlfriend hated even talking about her. And yet right now she looked as if she actually enjoyed time with her.

Their eyes met, the brief smirk she gave him along with the roll of her beatiful eyes assured Jaune that it was all some sort of plan of hers. All she wanted from him right now was to play along. And so he did. Without saying anything more, he followed the heiress and his girlfriend along towards their private room. Weiss kept talking about how Steele made the best decision in her life, continuing to list all the benefits from this arrangement.

Steele, meanwhile, hummed in agreement with only occasional word or joke that showed Weiss she was still listening. He didn't miss, however, the playful eager sway of his girlfriend's hips. Or the promise of a particularly fun night ahead.

"Now... Let's begin!" Weiss grinned, practically tearing off her dress. Her panties were positively drenched by now. "Steele, you may stay and watch us tonight. Think of it as me showing you I am worthy of your kindness."

Her words didn't match her tone. There was no gratitude or appreciation. Only the same haughty arrogance that made Jaune want to gag Weiss and keep her as such. Still, he trusted Steele's judgement so said nothing as he began to strip off his own clothes. He was halfway done with pulling off his hoodie when Weiss lunged at him, pushing him onto the bed.

She might have put on the face of a proud and strong heiress in charge. But that slipped off and was thrown out the window the moment she pulled out his cock. Without much posturing and talking, she swallowed it whole, which impressed Jaune somewhat. Last time he allowed her to try and suck him off, she choked with only a third of it down her throat before passing out.

"Ah wahm bwaininh!" she looked at him happily, too obsessed with keeping his cock in her mouth to properly speak. She looked like an animal. Dumb. Prideless. Only obsessed with getting her fill for the day. She tried to mumble something more. "Ahm ghun- AAAH!"

Steele was having none of it as she smacked Weiss' petite pale ass, leaving a quickly reddening mark.

"Don't get too full of of yourself just cause you can fit the whole thing in," she hissed in the girl's ear, her fingers playing around with her swollen folds. "If you want to impress me, you gotta deepthroat him like your life depends on it."

Or the deal was off. Even as cock-drunk and needy as she was, even Weiss understood the hidden message. And so she did her best to please him. It was clear that she trained for this, as messed up as that sounded. No more gagging or choking or breaking for air. Weiss' nostrils flared as she began to bob her head up and down his fully erect cock. Her eyes dulled, her focus drifting away as she inhaled more and more of his scent.

Jaune would lie if he said he didn't enjoy it. Her blowjob was far from his normal stuff. She lacked the skills the other girls had. But she made up for those with sheer desperation and hunger. The fact that her throat was much tighter also helped her case.

Not for long though.

"Off."

She looked at Steele confused, continuing to suck like a spoiler brat. Steele quickly reminded the girl who was in charge and pulled her off of him by her hair. Weiss yelped in pain and landed on her ass, whining about how she could feel him close to cumming. Which, to be fair, he was. Jaune got off bed and Steele started jerking his cock off. Hard full-length pumps up and down enchanted the heiress as she stared at his pulsing member with the same awe as one could stare at the divinity.

"Open wide, bitch. And don't you dare move."

Without any argument, her hands locked behind her head, Weiss stretched out her mouth as wide as she could. Her tongue lolled out in desperate need to taste his semen as she prepared herself for the load. She, however, wasn't ready for the loag as big as his. The thick fat load covered her face, tongue and her bare breasts. He continued to cum, covering more and more of her porcelain skin. He could see her shake with need to scoop up whatever cum landed away from her tongue and swallow it whole. But she resisted. She obeyed.

She still, however, looked positibely drunk, breathing in the smell and shivering with pleasure at the feeling of the heavy cream all over her body.

"Get back on the bed, Schnee," Steele slapped her across her face, bringing the heiress out of her cum-drunk stupor. "Spread your ass wide and open. Don't make me wait."

She hurried to do so, eyes full of excitement. Jaune positioned himself right at the entrance of her virgin ass shortly after, his cockhead poking against her tight rosy hole. He knew that she managed to stretch it out a bit after all the anal torture the other girls had put her through. But he doubted she was ready to handle him without breaking apart. Girls like Arslan and Blake were natural and able to take it. But arrogant sluts like Cinder and Malachites failed and now were so broken they lost any actual brain cells at the lightest of slaps across their asses.

It seemed the heiress would be joining the latter quite soon.

"Before Jaune starts fucking you, answer this one simple question for me, Schnee," Steele looked the girl straight in the eye, scooping up some of his cum with her finger before popping it into her mouth. "How easy do you think I am?"

"Wha-What are you talking about?"

"You really should stop yammering in your sleep," she hissed in her ear as she buried her fingers deep in Weiss' abused and denied cunt. "Red told me about your plans. How you want to get Jaune under your thumb. Even that sweet little wedding fantasy about me."

Even as her cheeks burned with lust, Weiss somehow managed to pale in fear and shock. Jaune had no doubt that Ruby would be rewarded though.

"I thought to myself, should I leave it be or do something? I mean, you have neither ass nor tits nor even the actual personality to hold onto a man like Jaune, let alone steal him away," she continued to play around with Weiss, dragging her tongue across her cum-coated cheek. "But then I told myself, that you are just too dumb to let go of your obsession with my man. The only way to end it is to put an end to your fantasies once and for all."

She motioned for him to act. And so he did, pushing his way inside her ass. The heiress screamed as she felt his thick pulsating cock tear its way inside of her. No lube or lovely mercy as she was forced to endure the burning sensation of his hot meatrod. Arching her back and rolling her eyes, she came then and there, squirting all over Steele's fingers as she passed out.

Almost.

"Not so fast, cunt!" a rough and fast smack across her face kept the girl from fainting on them. She looked positively afraid. "You are not leaving this place until we fuck your brains out and some manners in. Jaune?"

The wicked grin spread across his lips.

"Yes, Steele?"

She returned one of her own.

"Let's break her."

Didn't have to tell him twice.

Grabbing onto her hips, he started to thrust in and out. There were no soft kisses exchanged like he did with Steele. No tight embraces they shared. No foreplay or gentleness in his motions. Even the worst of the bunch like Cinder or Glynda weren't treated as roughly and mercilessly as she was right now. He showed her mercy the first time she tried to have sex with him. He thought that was enough to show her where she belonged. But he was wrong.

And now was the time to correct that mistake.

"How does it feel, Schnee?" Steele asked the heiress even as the girl laid there, eyes and mouth open wide in silent scream. "You thought being treated like a cuckquean was bad? Having to watch the man you rejected fuck other girls into bliss you would never know seemed like Hell to you? Now guess what."

She cupped her cheeks and planted a deep wet kiss on her lips, invading her mouth with her hungry tongue. Jaune would lie if he said watching his girlfriend violate the mouth Weiss was not hot. He made sure Weiss knew that as he began to brutally pump her up and down his cock. At this point, her pussy was gushing like a fountain, cumming every two minutes or so.

"Now you are not even that! You are nothing, Schnee! Not a slave. Not a pet. Not a cuckquean!" she grinned as she watched the heiress look at her in growing fear and awe. "You are our toy! A living and breathing fleshlight! Doesn't that feel great? To be treated like a set of holes for my boyfriend to occasionally fuck out of boredom or frustration?"

High on the insanity of it all, drunk on the smell of sex that filled their room, Steele began viciously playing with Weiss's tits. Twisting and pulling, groping and slapping them like her personal stress relief toys, Steele showed the girl no mercy even the latter begged for it incoherently. "No more! P-Please, no more! I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong and I am sorry! Please!" she pleaded, her face broken between two emotions. She was crying and sobbing, her eyes genuinely fearful and regretful. While at the same time her lips were stretched out in a smile, her tongue lolled out for more of Steele's kisses. "He is going to break me! I am going to break! Break and be nothing! Nothing but a whore! Please, I can feel it! I can cumming my brains out!"

As if to emphasize her point, Weiss came once more, spraying her juices all over him. She collapsed, whispering some gibberish about mercy and servitude. Heh, guess her brains did leak out just now.

"And now for the final part!"

With glee, Steele guided his cock into her cunt. Positioning herself above the heiress' face, Steele grinned as some clarity returned to the girl's eyes. Good, she wanted her conscious and coherent for that.

"Here's how things will be from now on, Schnee," she sat down on her. The girl, barely more than an animal now, began to obediently lick at her cunt. "You are no longer a student here. No longer huntress in training. I am merciful enough not to send you back home with a bastard in your belly. But your life as a human being is now officially over."

The girl began to lick more desperately as Jaune started mercilessly violating her cunt. How long has it been since she got any cock in there? Judging by how tight she clung to him, she would say way too damn long. Even as she rode the heiress face and Jaune was making her unable to be satisfied by anyone ever again, the two had no trouble sharing a kiss. After all, the girl currently struggling under them was barely more than a tool. A simple mindless toy.

"You will live here with us from now on," Steele ignored the muffled thanks and praises the heiress sang her. All she had to do was get Glynda to arrange this and it would be perfect for them. "Of course you are not allowed on bed unless we say so. Not that you will be getting much sleep anyway."

She squirted on top of her, enjoying the sheer desperation with which the heiress lapped up her juices.

"Cum inside her, Jaune! Let's give the heiress a present for her last day as a human being!" Her boyfriend smirked as he quickened his pace, brutally and shamelessly violating the girl beneath him. Finally, he reached his limit and came inside, sending the torrent of fresh potent semen into the girl's unprotected womb. And together with him, the two girls came as well. Steele's orgasm was wild, full of excitement and fire as she marked the girl under her pussy as their property. And Weiss' was just as violent as she gave up on three things.

Her quest for Jaune.

Her pride.

Her very humanity.

Who needed any of that? As long as she got fucked like that, she didn't care they treated her like a toy. Yes, this time, she learned her place for real. No more schemes or plans. No more fantasies and dreams of being Jaune's lover and Mistress. She would never be any of that. She never could be anything beyond the simple dumb toy for them to use to their heart's content.

"I love, Jaune."

"I love you, Steele."

She was pushed off the bed and onto the cold floor, catching the glimpse of the two engaging in a passionate make-out session. So warm. So alive. It was something she craved but now knew better than desire. With a dumb smile and eyes peaceful in defeat, she fingered her sloppy cum-filled cunt. Her new life was beginning now. And she buried her fingers deeper as she imagined.

Her being a Mistress? A superior to anyone?

Her mess of a brain now was in a much better place. Her a superior? Perish the thought, what a joke. She would be everyone's toy and pet. A walking and talking jizz rag and pain slut. And now there was no humiliation in that. Only love and acceptance. She would go on months or even years of keeping her holes untouched and denied. If her Master and Mistresses told her to strip, she would do so with an eager smile and no resistance.

When Winter would come and visit, she would make sure to introduce her to her betters. Because Schnee women were just submissive sluts and pets disguised as prideful warriors and royalty. She couldn't wait to bring both her sister and mom under Jaune and Steele's rule. To serve the two alongside her family. Yes... That would be a new definition of a Schnee in her mind.

Schnees were not superior or better than anyone.

They were just a bunch of inferior fools in need of a lesson.

And she would make sure that the whole Remnant knew that.

#rwby #size queen cuckquean #cuckquean au #cuckquean weiss #weiss schnee #steele black #jaune arc #commission

[captured-and-lewded-ja]

Without question the ones where Jaune is ‘taken’ away from someone by someone with bigger tits, a fatter ass, or who just dominates him. (Willow stealing Weiss’s boyfriend, Emerald stealing Pyrrha’s husband etc.)

Yeah those are interesting to write. "Homewrecker" content has this double layer of femdom and cuckqueaning is far rarer and honestly way more interesting.

[salemdominance]

Hey Weiss, is it weird going from a rich heiress to Tai's Stepford wife?

Weiss would answer, but a scream upstairs made her knees give out, pussy gushing in pleasure. "To serve such a man." A second woman screamed. "Is pure pleasure." She moaned.

Little cuckquean sweetie loved nothing more than to listen to her Hubby's conquests. Glynda and some Waitress girl he found on a mission were staying for the week, and Weiss was allowed to listen to them. For hours on end, her Hubby was such a machine with those poor, vulnerable, women.

#rwby smut #weiss schnee #cuckquean #taiyang xiao long #glynda goodwitch

[bleached-d-soul]

Size Queen Not

(A commission for the friend of my good friend @the-wayward-arc)

Schnees got whatever they wanted.

It wasn’t a rule. It wasn’t a creed either.

No, the Schnees getting their hands on whatever their hearts desired was a simple matter of fact. A law of nature, if you will. If they wanted a newer and bigger mansion, they would get it. If they wanted best training and education, they would buy it as well. What money couldn’t buy, they would simply get it through their connections. And if those failed, then the Schnees would just have to get their hands dirty.

Just because they were rich, that didn’t mean that they lacked power or determination to achieve their goals. After all, her grandfather was of humble origin who built the world’s greatest empire solely through his sheer effort and skill. The same qualities that were in her blood, after all.

No matter what it was, a true Schnee would never settle for anything less than perfection because a Schnee simply deserved only that of the highest quality.

Which is why Jaune Arc would never cut it as her boyfriend.

“Oh come on, Snow Angel, why won’t you give me a chance? Just one?” Jaune Arc smiled and bowed in a manner he thought elegant or charming. Which it was not. “I promise you, one date and I will never bother you again?”

It wasn’t the first time Jaune tried asking her out. Not that she could blame him. Weiss knew her value and understood why she attracted many guys\ and some girls’s interest. The difference between those people and Jaune was simply the fact that the former understood that they shouldn’t even try approaching her. A simple conclusion for anyone with a good enough brain.

Which Jaune Arc, to her own frustration, lacked.

In addition to his clear lack of common sense, he wasn’t as strong or as skilled as she wanted her lover to be. He certainly lacked the wit and charisma as well. But those flaws, along with his poor taste in clothes, music and hobbies, were mostly ignorable or fixable. Give her time and opportunity, she could mold Jaune into the perfect man for herself. No, what most certainly excluded him from her list of potential relationship candidates was a simple irredeemable fact.

Jaune Arc was simply not a man enough.

“And why would I even bother with a pencil-dick like you?”

Perhaps, she could have - should have - not phrased it so crudely. Especially with how the whole cafeteria fell silent the very next moment, save for a couple of people laughing or jeering at the boy’s expense. She could feel the attention of everyone on her and Jaune but didn’t let herself be bothered by it. She was a Schnee. And a Schnee always stuck to their words and actions.

No matter who and how much got hurt.

“Look, Jaune, I am sure there is a girl who might actually be satisfied by you, I really am. I just don’t think I am that girl.”

More quiet laughter and insults were thrown his way. Not that Weiss cared or even considered. She was already fed up with Jaune’s pathetic attempts at flirting so much that another one would end with him meeting a very sad and bloody death.

Of course, it was not his fault he was born with a small dick that could never properly satisfy her. Honestly, she kind of felt bad for him and whichever poor girl hooked up with him. But she didn’t feel nearly bad enough to even entertain the thought of dating him let alone having sex with him. She would never risk her own happiness or satisfaction out of something as dumb as pity or sympathy.

“Do you get it now?”

He was silent. When he spoke, his voice was trembling.

“I get it, Weiss,” the blonde cast his gaze down on the floor. After saying that, he looked up looking so sad and yet hopeful. “I am really glad you-”

Whatever he had to say, she didn’t have any time or desire to hear and promptly returned to her breakfast. She wouldn’t let him worm his way into her graces with his sad eyes and pitiful face. She didn’t care for the similarly pitiful looks his or her own teammates threw he way either. And honestly, why would she? Would any of them settle for a guy who couldn’t keep up with you out of pity? What kind of relationship would that be?

Which is why Weiss, without any shred of regret, just got back to her lunch.

“You know, maybe you were too harsh on the poor guy, Weiss,” Yang said, without a small hint of awkward attempt at a joke. “ I mean, you didn’t have to go and bite his head off like that.”

“And in front of everyone like that,” Ruby chiped in.

She wouldn’t have any of that.

“I have already given him enough hints to get that I am not interested, haven’t I?” when there was no answer, she smirked victoriously at another agument won. “It’s his fault for not getting a message before the situation came to this.”

Judging by the frowns and small scoffs, her team didn’t agree with her. Not that it mattered. In time, they would see things her way and understand that she was in the right. After all, a Schnee never made a mistake.

And Weiss was a Schnee to the brain of her bone.

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That time passed and the day she rejected Jaune became one of distant memory. She was only thankful to whoever was up there that the harsh rejection seemed to work on the blonde buffoon. Not a single confession or embarrassing display in weeks was the development she desired, deserved and finally got. Especially now that she had a prime beefcake like Neptune making not so subtle attempts to gain her attention.

You see, as unpleasant as sterotypes were, some of them were true. Atlas and Vale men were rumored and often proved true to lack when it came to the sexual prowess. She wasn’t quire sure why but that hardly mattered. On ther other hand, people of Mistral and Vacuo were well-known for their exploits as lovers. Mistralian men were known as passionate and insatiable lovers, their exploites immortalized in countless works of Remnant’s best artists. And people of Vacuo had to establish official polygamy system simply because of how many women found them dissatisfied with their Kingdoms’ men after once tasting the love of the Vacuoans.

Why, she knew that mom didn’t hire those Vacuo guys to be her coaches for their experience and skills. And it’s not like Winter loved to take vacations on Mistralian beaches out of her love for hot sand and salty water.

When it came to her family, Weiss knew fully well of how her parents’ married life was less than perfect and how neglected she and Winter grew up as a result of it. She doubted anyone didn’t see that.

It was evident from all the silent treatments and passive-aggressive quarrels she was a witness for for as long as she can remember. It was only a couple of years back when she saw just what all those well-built faunus came to meet her mom for that she realized that Jacques not only was a poor father and husband but also complete waste of a human in bed.

Which is why Weiss promised herself that not only she would find and claim the biggest roughest guy she could find, but also that she would never ignore her own happiness for the sake of others.

And boy did she score with Neptune!

Neptune had it all. He was smart, unlike Jaune. He had charisma and wit, something that the blonde lacked. He was a proper fighter with amazing weapon and on-field experience, which couldn’t be said about Arc. And he was from Mistral, while Jaune was from Vale. Full marks in every category!

Of course, that didn’t guarantee tthat she would choose him as her boyfriend. No, she was not that easy. First he had to prove he could be an adequate partner outside their bedroom. Movie dates, restaurant dinners, picnics in the park and all of that other chick flick stuff. So far, Neptune did quite well on all of those. He treated her properly like a lady such as her deserved.

And soon he would fuck her like a Size Queen slut like her desired. And by soon, of course, she meant today’s date. She finally decided that Neptune was worthy of fucking her. After a nice dinner, she would lead him into the hotel room she had already booked and would finally enjoy the cock she rightfully deserved. And Neptune? He would finally enjoy the woman who can take his full length and vigor. And come tomorrow, they would-

“Hey, Schnee, got a minute?”

Weiss huffed as her thought process was interrupted. She looked around the locker room only to find herself alone with Vernal Wennbar, a major troublemaker and a lout in general. Just what could an exchange student possibly have to say to her other than try and bully her into her little servant again? “What is it, Vernal? I am in a hurry so you better not be wasting my time.”

Something was different from normal, that much Weiss gathered from how wide and smug the tomboy girl grinned. No scowling or snapping or growling, just a self-satisfied smile that only one who had complete upper ground could have.

“Oh, don’t worry, I just really wanted to thank you for tearing that Arc hunk a new one. You did all of us girls a major favour with that.”

Weiss smiled at the praise, enjoying another confidence boost. Then again, of course, she was right about Jaune and, therefore, in her actions against him. No doubt that many girls found his lousy courting attempts as frustrating and pathetic as she did. Hell, she could even imagine Jaune seeking pity sex from some of them only to be turned down once the girls saw how inadequate he was.

“You and the other girls are most welcome,” she let her pride be shown with a big smile. “Hope he doesn’t bother anyone anymore.”

“Heh, I would say it is the opposite.”

Excuse her?

“Whatever do you mean?”

Vernal smiled, this time less like a self-satisfied school girl and more like thief who showed off the stolen loot.

“Oh, you know, after your rejection, a couple of girls around here got curious over just how little the little boy blonde was. So they snuck into the shower room after the combat class with their phones ready for grade-A prank…” the girl drew out her scroll and showed the picture of the team NDGO. “You could say they got exactly what they wanted… And definitely more than they could take.”

Weiss stared at the picture of four girls before her, not quite able to make out their faces at first. The quality of the picture was perfect, but it was just how white and messy their faces were that made telling them apart difficult. Nebula - if she remembered right - was the one holding the camera and the one who looked the least fucked of the four. The others? Eyes rolled and tongues out, faces covered in thick white cream of semen, her teammates looked less like huntresses and more alike a well-used fuckdolls.

Which, Weiss suspected, was exactly how they got treated.

But the true star of the picture were not the girls in it or how well-fucked they were. No, instead, Weiss’ eyes were drawn to the thick fat piece of manmeat that all four girls rested their heads next to. Covered in lipsticks marks and girls’ juices, the hot rod of the thickest flesh she had ever seen was just as hard and big as she imagined a perfect Alpha cock to be. And that was after thoroughly dominating these four girls? Who? Who did it belong to?

It certainly couldn’t have been Jaune Arc.

“You are dripping, Schnee,” Vernal chuckled and Weiss noticed just how damp her panties got, the thick sticky juices running down her thighs without shame. “Not gonna blame you though, I fucked myself stupid with one of my toys the first time I saw it. Not that I could ever go back to those after tasting the real deal.”

With a swipe of a finger, the picture changed to the new one. This one showing off Vernal in all her fucked stupid glory. Whereas the picture before showed off only the faces of girls, this one showed exactly just how thoroughly this person had fucked the girl. Her neck and thighs were covered in raw savage bite marks. Her body was flush, the burning red hand marks all over her body. Even though it was no video, Weiss could swear she could see the twitching and convulsions of the girl’s body.

“You can’t see it here, but the guy made sure to really stretch me out down there,” Vernal sighed, her body shaking momentarily as she seemingly relived the fateful night. “I mean, I had my fair share of guys, but this one? This one is definitely a keeper. Only problem is there is very wild competition for him now. Rumor is, even Goodwitch is after him what with the sudden extra classes she assigned him.”

She wouldn’t be surprised if every woman was after someone with that meatstick between their legs. Just who the fuck was it? She saw the blonde pubic hair so it had to be a blonde. There were quite a lot of guys with hair like that. The first one who came to her mind Neptune’s teammate, Sun. Then again, the chances that she knew someone that hung were minimal.

“Vernal, I will seriously pay you if you tell me the identity of this man right now,” she presented her credit card. “Just name the price and the name.”

“I already told you, didn’t I? This is the Tiny Dick Arc you blew off a couple of weeks ago.”

Weiss growled. Impossible. Simply impossible! “Cut the bullshit already! There is no way this far hot thing belongs to Jaune Arc of all people!”

There was no way this was true. Absolutely, no fucking way Jaune was actually this hung and she rejected him. It was just some messed up and very unfunny prank from Vernal. Just an annoying attempt to get under her skin.

And by Gods did it work.

“Do you think I am stupid or something?”

Vernal chuckled, “Well~ You did turn the boy down before even seeing what he had to offer. And in such a public and humiliating manner to boot! No way he is fucking your brains out now. And now as all the girls are getting some of that as hard and as much as their bodies can take, you here are chasing after that Blueberry of yours. So yeah, I think you are pretty stupid.”

Weiss was about to argue when the other girl’s phone buzzed with new message.

“Oh look, here comes the one with the face in it!”

Weiss felt her legs grow weak as she recognized not just one but all three faces on the picture. Jaune looked unusually smug, a far cry from the awkward jibbering mess she usually talked to and saw. Meanwhile, Blake and Ruby, with looks of pure ecstasy and lack of regrets, seemingly stared her down from the other side of the screen. No,,, This couldn’t be happening…

Someone had to wake her up from this nightmare.

“Welp, my job here is done,” Vernal smirked as she sent Weiss an invite to some chat. “Just so you could see what the rest of the girls have to say about the blondie. Take care, Snow Angel~!”

As Vernal left, Weiss stared down at the invite to the chat group. Was it all true? If she accepted this invite, would she really see the countless girls who tasted that delicacy of a meat rod? Worse yet, would it actually prove that Jaune was the one giving it out to every single willing girl on campus?

With shaking finger, Weiss tapped on the invite button.

Two minutes in, she was rubbing herself stupid on the cold wet floor.

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“And then he just went at it like a beast~! Gods, you should have been there, girls. I thought all of you were exaggerating when you said he could do it for hours, but boy was I wrong!” Coco sighed dreamily as she showcased her cum-stained sweater and jeans. “Normally, I would skin the guy for ruining my clothes buuuut… He was all worth it~!”

“And then BAM! He goes all ten inches down my throat!” Neon laughed hoarsely. “I would say more but it reaaally hurts to talk right now.”

“I swear I never saw Arslan look like that!” Reese grinned as she sat next to the unconscious lioness huntress. “Just look at this stupid smile of hers! Jaune must have fucked her brains out with that dick of his!”

More and more, Weiss watched with growing frustration as the girls sang praises about that blonde doofus. It wouldn’t be so bad if it were not for the seemingly endless stream of pictures and videos.

Coco was fucked dressed up as a slutty nurse, whore of a cop, horny teacher and even some superheroine based on squirrels. Needless to say, none of her outfits survived the blonde and his bestial passion as he tore her clothes off reducing them to nothing but rags.

Neon’s makeup was a mess but the rough throatfucking seemingly made up for it without any problem. Between moments of breathing and rest, she made sure to mock and ridicule Jaune with petty insults only to be silenced once more and fucked even more mercilessly.

Arslan let out the string of curses, swearing her mind off as Jaune plowed her tight ass while Reese was furiously rubbing herself against his leg like a bitch in heat. Once he came inside the poor lioness, the lime-haired thrill seeker pounced on her teammate. As she started eating out her friend, Reese eagerly shook her ass in a desperate attempt to get Jaune to fuck her too.

Those girls Emerald and Cinder looked to be in complete and utter bliss as they services Jaune’s enormous cock. While Emerald was dutifully polishing his loaded nutsack, Cinder passionately bobbed her head up and down the blonde’s thick shaft.

May Zedong, bound and gagged, was taking the roughest anal pounding. While the two girls - twins that Weiss had never seen before - were begging for Jaune to do them next. As the video later showed, he did so until the two were so drunk on his cum they actually started making out with each other!

Even the rumor about Professor Goodwitch was true! Reduced to a pathetic display so unlike herself, their professor was on all fours with her own pointer stuck in her asshole as she begged for her Master to come and breed her!

And no matter what video she watched it, it all ended with the girls fucked into sweet submission as they all but worshipped Jaune after that. Even worse, the entire chat was filled with the girls thanking Weiss for starting it all.

What pissed her off even more was her inability to stop fucking herself to those videos!

“Oh God… Gods above…!” Weiss bit her lip as she drove her largest dildo inside her tight dripping pussy. Back and forth, she thrusted it with all the speed and strength her arms allowed. “I am cumming! Cumming~!”

With a loud whine, she squirted again, her juices spraying all over her bed. Her bedsheets were as drenched in her essence by now, but she couldn’t stop. With every single video she watched, she found herself in less and less control of her body.

“Nghhh,” she let out another shaky breath as she lost any strength. Her legs were jelly and her mind was a mash. She needed a real dick… A proper hard and hot cock to violate her pussy and ass… “D-Damn it…”

She needed a cock. She needed a cock in her little needy pussy. She needed someone to fuck her into a bloody mess!

Her phone buzzed with a sudden voice mail.

“Hey, Snow Angel! It’s me, Neptune. I wanted to ask if you wanted to go out for some Mistralian cuisine? There is this new place I found and I thought we should check it out. What do you say?”

Weiss’ mood brightened. Yes, this was her way out of this desperate state. Sure, she would have to break a few of her own rules but by Gods she was getting laid. Neptune and her would go on a lovely date in a good restaurant. Have a magical romantic evening. And then he would throw her down and show what a real man was like in bed. Heh, she was sure that Neptune was even bigger than Jaune!

“Meet you at six!”

And after that, she would post all the pictures and videos she wanted in this godforsaken chat. And then she would show all these stupid girls how pathetic they were for running after Jaune Arc while she snatched the prime-class meatstick for herself and only for herself. No one would doubt her judgement again. No silly slut would condescend to her again. And then…

The world would be right as it should be: Herself a winner and others losers.

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“You are in a really good mood today! Something great happened to you?”

Weiss laughed lightly at his joke, enjoying their nice little walk from the restaurant. Everything was going according to her plans. A romantic movie that didn’t shy away from nudity and slow sensual sex scene. A candlelit dinner with the food pakced full of ingredients to leave them both filled with unreleased libido and enough hunger for each other.

And now, to top it all off, they were at Crimson Crest.

The establishment was one of infamous reputation among those who lived an active and very… passionate lifestyle. Most people only knew this place as very eccentric BnB place or a ridiculously expensive diner. But Weiss, thanks to her connections, was very much aware of the true reason why people came here.

Crimson Crest was, crudely put, the Heaven for the Depraved.

All the comforts and toys and tools to enjoy the experience with your partner or partners to the fullest. And, of course, absolute secrecy. While she planned on sendind the proof of her superiority to the girls, it was her right to do so. Not some sleazy receptionist’s.

“Oh, Weiss and Neptune? What are you guys doing here?”

For a moment, Weiss’ heart skipped a beat as she recognized the voice. What was she doing here?

“Yang,” Weiss said, not hiding her lack of enthusiasm. She had no quarrel with the blonde but she wanted to get to fucking Neptune as soon as possible and idle chat was not worth wasting time on. “As you can see, Neptune and I are on a date. Why are you here though?”

“Weiss? Neptune?”

The answer came from the behind them, in the form of an awkward-looking Jaune. The second their eyes met, the awkwardness was pushed back and replaced by the well-rehearsed confidence in the eyes of the blonde. He was putting on act - trying to look much calmer and stronger than he really was. Was it an attempt to not show weakness in front of her after the rejection?

Before either her or him could speak, Yang skipped over to Jaune and wrapped her arms around his, resting her head on his shoulder. The eager and smug grin she wore only pissed Weiss off more for some reason. “It was nice to chat, Weiss. But I think Jaune and I should continue on witt our date, right, Jaune?”

“R-Right.”

And so the two left upstairs, no doubt to add another video into the already enromous archive on the damned chat of theirs. Weiss growled as she watched Xiao Long sway her hips, shamelessly showing off her ass. She grew even more annoyed when she noticed the mezmerized look on her date’s face as he watched the two blondes walk away. Damn it, if he wanted to watch them so much…

Weiss had an idea.

“Sir?” she turned to the receptionist, flashing her platinum card. “Care to tell where that couple is staying?”

While the others would have to watch from the screens, Weiss would make sure Xiao Long got a live performance of a true Alpha Stud and Size Queen.

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Jaune couldn’t believe how much his life had changed in the past few weeks.

When he first came to Beacon, getting a girlfriend was more of a dream than a feasible goal. Being who he was, he was far more concerned with surviving the experience and learning how to fight properly. Back then, who could even imagine he would end up as popular with girls as he was? Certainly not himself.

Jaune whistled to himself as he checked his now much busier schedule. A breakfast with Ciel. Training session with Pyrrha and Arslan. Massages for the team CMSN. And then some extra classes with Glynda. That is, of course, unless some of the girls intercepted him and got him to fuck them into sweet surrender as they did it every single day before.

Someone knocked on the door.

“Come in!”

He expected one of the girls. Or maybe Ren who forgot something before going to town. Instead, it was Weiss, in all her snow-white perfection. The perfection he grew to ignore after the public humiliation at her hands. Ironically enough, said humiliation was what started the chain of events that led to him becoming the center of all the girls’ attention.

Not that any of that attention helped his view of her.

“…Hey, Jaune. How have you been?”

“I am fine,” he said with a bit more bite than he intended. “What about you?”

“Great. I… I have been great.”

His pettiness reared its ugly head.

“Oh, and what about Neptune?”

Weiss looked away, refusing to look him in the eyes. It has been a week since the two met again in the Crimson Crest. Yang made sure he was much busier enjoying himself with her than thinking of Weiss and Neptune. And for the first ten minutes, they did. Until Weiss, who he rightly assumed took the room right next to theirs, made a show of giving her first time to Neptune.

While taking not so subtle shots at him and Yang and all the other girls he slept with.

Her condescending rant about how girls at their school chased after unworthy guys and spread their legs for anyone with halfway-decent dick was something straight out of trashy porn Blake loved to read. Jaune was almost ready to leave with Yang when they heard Weiss unzip Neptune’s pants and then… Then nothing. Complete and utter silence.

What followed was Weiss’ awkward stammering and attempt to salvage the situation as she continued to praise Neptune’s cock in exaggerrated tone in a cheap attempt to make herself look better. Or sound better, to be correct.

Meanwhile, Jaune and Yang made sure to go at it extra hard. Jaune would lie if he said he didn’t enjoy putting extra effort into satisfying Yang as he listened to Neptune and Weiss’ much more subdued and akward lovemaking session. It wasn’t even ten minutes before Neptune told Weiss he was cumming. And it was not even an hour before the two of them would make another attempt at the passionate wild sex the two blondes were having.

From what Yang told him, once she was back in the dorm, she found Weiss desperately fucking herself with a bunch of dildos. A pitiful sight, as Yang described.

“N-Neptune is good. He is alright,” Weiss lied, her voice shaking. “Look, Jaune, can we talk? A man to a woman?”

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t want or need to.

“Okay, I will begin,” she straightened her back and put back that same prideful look he fell in love with before. Now it just seemed like mask ready to slip off at any moment. “I understand that recently you have made quite the reputation for yourself among the local girls. There are lots of stories and, more importantly, proof of that. And so, in light of the recent development, I believe that you proved you can handle me like a real man. So rejoice, Jaune, because I am giving you a chance at relationship with me.”

… What?

“Are you serious right now?”

Weiss gave him a proud smirk. “You can’t believe your own luck, I understand,” She clearly mistook his frustrated shock for happy surprise. Then again, with her ego, he should have expected that much. “Of course, there are some rules to establish first. Effective immediately, you are not allowed to waste time on those unworthy little tramps. You have a real woman with actual needs to satisfy. Second of all, I-”

He wasn’t having any of it.

“W-Wait, where are you going?” SHe stood between him and the door, looking positively annoyed as if she was doing him a favor here. “Jaune, I know I might have been rude, but you are being ridiculous acting like this right now. You do know that Schnees rarely give a second chance to-Ouch!”

Jaune raised an eyebrow in surprise as Weiss found herself knocked forth by the door. Ignoring the groaning form of the heiress on the floor, Penny walked in with the widest smile on her face, “Good morning, Master Jaune! Mistress Ciel sent me over to retrieve you for breakfast. She is really missing her special cream in her needy pussy and growing impatient!”

Weiss looked absolutely speechless as the redhead grabbed Jaune by his bulging crotch, her smile turning sly and needy.

“And I myself could use some more lessons on the art of sex. Are you done with Miss Schnee over here?”

Jaune looked over at Weiss. Who, for the first time in all the months he knew her, looked lost and confused and ready to beg.

“Yes, we are done here. Let’s go, Penny.”

Jaune hoped Weiss would get the message and leave him be.

He was wrong. He didn’t know just how far a Schnee would go to get what a Schnee wanted.

You know how many guys want a girl who would be crazy for them? Countless.

In their fantasies, it is always this hot crazy girl who is ready to do anything to get you for herself. And sure, once upona time, Jaune himself thought that would be something great. That is, until Weiss decided to be that girl.

There were no cookies with her hair in it or creepy love letters. Instead, there was the neverending cycle of stalking him and trying to bribe him with money and gifts. And that was her restraining herself. On the worse days, she would sneak into whatever room where he was having sex with another girl and demand he fuck her there and then. Needless to say, Weiss killed the mood more than a few times.

He had to talk and fuck Neo and Cinder out of murdering her. Ciel and Arslan, too.

It was clear to him now that there was just no way to walk away from this.

“You win, Weiss. Let’s go.”

Which is why he would make sure that she never tried to have sex with him again.

As they entered the room in the Crimson Crest, Weiss pressed herself against Jaune, sealing their lips together. Hunger. Need. Desperation. Triumph. So many things he could feel in just her kiss. Pushing him onto the bed. Weiss made a show of stripping out of her dress. Her light flawless skin shone in the light of the room as she was left in nothing but violet lingerie too scandalous for the heiress like her.

“Let’s start with an appetizer.” She purred as she kneeled before him. Pulling out his cock, the heiress let out an ecstatic giggle as she breathed in the smell of his sweat and precum. “Enjoy this moment, Jaune. No men will ever have a Schnee kneel before him like this.”

And then she took it in her mouth, hungrily sucking on the swollen tip like the sweetest lolipop sheever tasted. She went further, taking his cock deeper as she struggled to properly swallow it down. Jaune found himself unimpressed. Maybe two or three months ago, he would be moaning in pleasure but now things were different.

As Weiss struggled to go further than four inches of his cock, Jaune couldn’t help but think of other girls. The alluring hunger of Blake as she acted like his own cum-craving pet. The adorable joy Ruby expressed at learning how to properly service him with her mouth. The sheer passion with which Yang sucked him off. The boundless energy in Nora. The skill and surprising ferocity in Pyrrha.

Cinder. Steele. Emerald. Neo. Arslan. Reese. May. Vernal. Ciel. Penny. Nebula. Dew. Gwen. Octavia. Glynda. Melanie. Miltia. And countless other girls came to his mind as Weiss tried and failed to perform an adequate blowjob. Honestly, the only thing that kept him hard at this point were the memories of being serviced by other girls.

So much for the Size Queen, he guesses.

Finally, after ten minutes of fruitless attempt to go lower than the tip, Weiss, with her face in tears and sweat, smirked, “I believe you must be close to cumming by now,” she said, still either too delusional or too stubborn to admit that she was out of depth, “But don’t worry, I won’t let you cum before you get the taste of the main course.”

She laid down before him, legs spread as her cunt dripped in needy expectation. Jaune tapped his erect cock against her swollen red pussy before inserting it inside. One inch. Then another. And then-

“STOP!” A sharp shriek cut through the air, making Jaune wince in surprise and roll his eyes a second later. He looked down at Weiss, her face was red and eyes were full of tears. She was breathing heavily, hands digging into sheets. “P-Pl-Please, p-pull it out! T-Too big! You are t-t-too big!”

Jaune stared at Weiss’ writhing and whining form in shock. Four inches. Four fucking inches and she was in tears, begging for him to pull out? After all that crap about being size queen and how only real men deserved to fuck her? After that fucking humiliating stunt she pulled on him? After weeks of nagging him to do it with her… She folded after four goddamn inches?!

Talk about lacking self-awareness.

“She is pathetic, isn’t she?”

Both looked over the entrance, where a smirking Vernal stood like a cat who caught her pray. Like a cat who did so not out of hunger but just pure amusement. .

“I mean, really, she talked all high and mighty about how no man shorter than ten inches was worth her time, and yet…” Vernal walked over to them and dragged Weiss onto the floor. With a vicious grin, she stomped on the heiress’ sensitive cunt, eliciting a cry of pain from her. “It appears the heiress bit off more than she could chew. Honestly, this is such a waste of a good damn cock.”

Vernal licked her lips before grabbing Weiss discarded panties. With the look of utter indifference, she used them to wipe off the heiress’ juices off him as if they annoyed her. Which, knowing how possessive and territorial she could be, was quite possible. Without even looking, Vernal threw the used panties onto Weiss’ face and barked a laugh, “Beat it, Pillow Princess. Jaune has a real woman here with him now.”

Weiss tried to disagree.

“W-Wait, this is my cock!” Weiss whined a she shakily tried to stand up. “Jaune! Tell her to get off you right this instant! I am ordering you as your-”

“Nobody is holding you here, Weiss,” Jaune growled out with the glare that made her silent. And wetter than she would admit. “So you can either leave now and go back to fucking yourself with toys or Neptune’s tiny prick-”

“-Or you can stay and watch what real sex looks like,” Vernal smirked as she mounted atop Jaune. “And then go fuck yourself stupid with your toys.”

With that said, the two started making out to Weiss’ growing horror and arousal. Unlike their kiss before, Jaune kissed Vernal back, their tongues locked in hungry lustful battle for dominance. It was nothing like their stiffer and more mechanical one… No, Vernal and Jaune were not two teens trying to prove something. But two animals hungry for each other in all the ways Weiss knew she could never satisfy Jaune or any other man.

The bed creaked under them, the sound of their hips slamming into each other echoing through the room along with moans and groans.

With her confidence shaken, Weiss silently watched, her fingers playing with her lonely pussy. It hurt… It hurt watching Jaune make out with Vernal. His strong hands roaming all over her body, his fingers digging into her shapely ass. The mixture of envy and despair and lust boiled and raged inside of her as she watched the bandit girl bounce up and down Jaune’s enormous length. It was clear that she didn’t do so with ease but the sheer pleasure she received from it obviously made the pain worth it.

“Ah~ Don’t stop, Jaune! Keep fucking me like that! Yes, just like that!” Vernal moaned as she forced herself further down his cock. “Skap my ass, Jaune! Slap my fucking ass, you-”

Before she could finish, Jaune started mercilessly spanking the girl’s bare ass red. Weiss stifled a cry at the mere thought of getting the same treatment. Her pale flat ass could never even handle such treatment… She was sure that if Jaune were to spank her like that, she would be rolling in tears on the ground. Their pace quickened, the two going at it wild like animals.

“Cum inside, Jaune! Please, please, please, cum inside and mark me right now!”

Weiss watched mezmerized as Jaune thrust inside Vernal one final time as Vernal let out a cry of ecstasy. She could see Jaune’s thick potent seed fill the bandit girl to the brim until some of it started leaking down. She wanted it so bad… If not get it inside, Weiss was desperate enough to run over and lick it off the dirty floor. But who was she to do so? She was no Alpha Bitch, Vernal was.

And her?

She was just fingering herself like a complete and utter loser. Imagining it was her who got to ride Jaune like a stud he was while the other girls watched with jealousy and despair. At least, she did so at first until her mind refused to let her enoy such fantasy. Instead, the other scenario played out in her burning little mind. Not even a fantasy but quite possible future.

One where she followed Jaune around like an obedient little pet. Always there when he would add another girl to the growing list of women who fell for him. Always there to watch as he fucked some other woman into complete submission as she fucked herself with her fingers like a brainless addict she was becoming. Denied and humiliated, always talked down and demonstrated how inadequate she really was…

Gods, why the fuck was it making her so hot?

“Hey, Ice Bitch,” a derisive voice of Vernal shook her out her stupor. Looking down at her with the expression of absolute glee, the bandit pressed her foot against Weiss’ all-too sensitive cunt, “Enjoying the show? Never took you for the freak who likes to watch. Then again, what else is a lousy little cunt like you good for?”

Her eyes burned with tars as she struggled to not break down. But it was not just the words being thrown at her but how they made her feel. Despite the anger and despair, Weiss found herself craving more. She wanted more of this humiliation. To be talked down and have her face shoved into how useless and pathetic she was.

“Oh look at this,” Vernal grinned as she spread her pussy lips in front of Weiss. The heiress watched with baited breath as some of the thick sweet semen leaked out of her abused twat. “You look so stupid right now, like a starving woman with bread dangled in front of you. But hey, since Jaune is never fucking a weakass bitch like you, I might give you a taste… If you tell me just how pathetic you are.”

To debase herself just for the taste of Jaune’s cum? No, horny or desperate, none of that mattered. She was a Schnee and a Schnee would never give up their pride even for all the riches and power and-

“I am a weak little whore, Mistress!”

She couldn’t do it. She just couldn’t fucking do it. As she broke down, pathetically fingering her tight little pussy like a shamewul little slut, Weiss watched as Jaune came behind Vernal and wrapped his strong hands around her. They started kissing again, not even paying attention to her as she continued to talk about how weak and useless she was feeling right now.

“I-I was such a dumb little bitch… Thinking I was some Size Queen when I can’t even blow a real man like Jaune-”

“That’s ‘Master’ for you, bitch,” Vernal sneered, slapping her across the face. “Make the mistake again and I will lock your needy little cunt in a chastity belt and throw away the key.”

“M-My deepest apologies, Mistress. This dumb cunt is unworthy of your patience,” she felt her chest tighten at the amused looks her owners threw her way. Yes… Owners… She wouldn’t dare to look at them as anything else now. “Please, I know I am not worthy as a lover or even a fucktoy for Master, but please, let me watch! I will be a good servant and slave! Whatever you say, I will do it! Just let me stay by your side!”

And with that, Weiss sat up straight, looking up at the two other students like an obedient little pet. What could they tell her? It mattered none. If they told her to serve as their maid, she would do it. She would cook and clean and serve as their toy whenever they wanted. If they told her to strip naked and walk across Vale on all fours like a dog, she would be rip all her clothes and wear only a leash.

“P-Please… I am begging you.”

She watched as the two silently exchanged their thoughts. Jaune, to her horror, looked annoyed if nothing else. Which was his right. A pathetic bitch like her was of no worth to someone who could literally have any girl serving him. But Weiss found hope when Vernal looked her up and down, appraising her worth like a piece of meat. Finally, it was Jaune who spoke up first.

“Fine, Weiss, you can be my slave. But don’t try anything dumb ever again,” he grabbed her small flat tits and squuezed, making her squirt all over the floor. “You are beneath all the girls for me, remember that. Which means that any of the girls are your superior and have the full right to do whatever they want to, am I clear?”

“Yes, yes! Crystal clear!” she nodded eagerly, watching Jaune’s semen run down Vernal’s legs. “M-Master, may I please Mistress Vernal for you to fuck again?”

Jaune sighed and Vernal snickered. “Fine, but you better do a good job at it.”

“Yes, sir! Thank you so much, sir!”

It wasn’t long before Vernal was lapping up Jaune’s cold but no less delicious semen from Vernal’s cunt. Without much care, Vernal ordered her to perform a little show for Jaune while she was at it. And so, her mind busy and hot, Weiss shook and wiggled her ass for Jaune to watch. She knew she didn’t have as great an ass as Nora or Yang. Which is why her improvised twerking was all the more desperate.

Like a dumb animal, she followed their orders to the letter. She spanked her own ass till it was raw and red. She stuffed herself full of toys and vibrators until she could swear her pussy and ass would be torn apart by adding another. All night long, she was nothing more than a toy. She listened and obeyed and enjoyed every single second of it. She, a Schnee, was nothing more than their obedient little mindless servant.

And she was right where she belonged.

Later on tonight, she would post a video of herself on a leash. The video where she would happily announce that she officially belonged under Jaune’s heel and, by extension, under the heel of every woman he allowed. And from then on, there wouldn’t be a day when some girl wouldn’t make her watch as they pleasured Jaune. And Weiss? She would be there to watch and serve Jaune and his lovers.

She was who she was.

Not a Size Queen…

… but a Cuckquean Slave.

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