49 Saving the World (RWBY)

A/N: Saving the World was originally written in three parts over the course of three years, from January of 2018 to May of 2021. Compiling it into a one-shot here and now.

Summary: Jaune Arc isn't who he says he is. He knows exactly what his semblance is, and it's the same thing that's allowed him to stay under the radar with Ozpin and Glynda, as well as convince Pyrrha to be his extremely loving girlfriend. But now Jaune has uncovered something dark and sinister... now he has to use his semblance for GOOD.

Themes: Brainwashing, Master/Slave, Anal

-x-X-x-

"… I think I'm going to have to save the world."

The slurping sounds that had been filling the office up until that point suddenly abate and Jaune blinks dumbly as he realizes he's just voiced his thoughts. Looking down beneath the desk he's sat behind, Jaune meets a pair of beautiful, vibrant green eyes and smiles.

"Sorry, just thinking out loud."

Pyrrha Nikos, her top pulled down to expose her tits and her lips suctioned around his cockhead, just shrugs and goes back to bobbing up and down on his length. Jaune groans and reaches out to grab hold of the red head's ponytail, winding it around his hand and gripping tightly as she sucks his member like a pro. He doesn't try to guide her or anything like that, he's mostly just holding onto her ponytail in order to have something to hold in the first place. Pyrrha is far too skilled at cock-sucking for Jaune to try to tell her what to do.

Jaune Arc isn't necessarily a BAD person. He is a young man with unimaginable power though, and he's also just a bit selfish. When he'd first discovered his semblance so long ago, Jaune hadn't realized everything he could do at first. And to be fair, he'd originally thought his semblance to be rather useless. It'd taken the boy a while to realize what he COULD do with memory manipulation, and he'd only started actually doing it when he'd come to Beacon and had needed to pass his transcripts off as legit.

It'd started with Ozpin and Glynda. The two fully believed he was an actual student at Signal, and that his grades were perfect. Then, he'd had to use his ability to get Cardin to back the fuck off. And finally, thought he knew he shouldn't have, he ended up using his ability on Pyrrha. It just… it wasn't easy, hearing her thoughts and knowing her feelings for him.

He'd wanted her from the start, and only with his power did he feel comfortable taking her. How wrong was that, right? Pyrrha had had honest feelings for him, and Jaune had used his ability to manipulate her memories and her mind, so that she was his devoted girlfriend, rather than simply a girl with a crush on the first boy not to already know her name.

Jaune felt bad about it… but not bad enough to stop. He loved his girlfriend, and she loved him. They were happy together and they were on track to becoming a strong hunter and huntress pair! They'd go out and they'd kill boatloads of Grimm! And in the process they'd make tons of babies and Jaune would end up with just as many children as his dad and mom. One might think being the only boy in a group of eight children would turn one off to babies… but no, Jaune really, REALLY wanted to knock Pyrrha up… eventually.

He wasn't about to ruin her life, and that meant he never came inside of her. Regardless, he was getting a little off topic. As he'd inadvertently blurted out for Pyrrha to hear, Jaune was pretty sure he was going to have to save the world. Well, maybe not the world, but definitely close to it!

As a general rule, Jaune couldn't actually stop himself from hearing the surface thoughts of people around him. It'd been hard to get used to at first, and ultimately it'd been the impetus for him leaving home, after hearing his father bemoan the fact that Jaune would never be a true hunter in his mind, while outwardly the man had told Jaune to keep up his hard work.

… Yeah, that had kind of left the blonde boy a bit heartbroken. Still, the problem wasn't his dad or anything like that. No, this problem was a lot more immediate. The students who'd arrived from Haven to take part in the Vytal Festival Tournament… weren't students at all. In fact, from what Jaune had read by digging deep into their ringleader's minder, they were basically the DEFINITION of bad guys, to the core.

Right now they were just planning on wrecking Vale… but after that, things were just going to get worse. That meant… that meant he had to do something, right? He'd thought about going to Ozpin with the info, but that would require revealing his semblance and everything that went along with it. Jaune knew he had to save the world or at least the Kingdom, but he really, really didn't want to wreck the sweet thing he had going here in the process.

… He was being selfish. He acknowledged that, he accepted that… and he was going to keep being selfish moving forward. Still, there had to be a way for him to fix things without revealing himself. And in truth, there was, wasn't there? There was an easy way to fix things, it just required he use his powers beyond anything he'd done before. Even with Pyrrha, he'd simply turned HER fantasies into memories until she believed they were together, and then he'd helped her create real memories to fall in love with.

This though… this was going to be a lot more drastic. He was going to twist and change a person into something they most definitely were not. And… and he didn't think he was going to be able to resist being mean about it either. The thoughts he'd seen in this Cinder woman's mind… he wanted to do bad things to her. He wanted to hurt her. Honestly, ruining her life would just have to do in the end.

Jaune groans as Pyrrha does that thing he loves with her tongue. A moment later he's erupting into her mouth and he stares down into her adoring green eyes as she swallows every last drop.

"… Fuck I love you, Pyrrha."

She smiles, as best she can with his dick in her mouth, and when she pulls back with a slurp, she bats her eyelashes shyly.

"I love you too Jaune."

The next five minutes are spent with her giving him a tongue bath, and then he's hard again and Pyrrha is happily climbing onto his lap to sink down onto his length. He's seated in Glynda's chair, and they're currently fucking in the blonde Professor's office… she doesn't mind, Jaune already made sure of that when he had her give him a spare set of keys.

With a smile on his face and a plan on how to deal with this Cinder Fall woman in his head, Jaune leans back and enjoys the feeling of his girlfriend's tight cunt around his dick as he lets his eyes lull shut. Tomorrow… tomorrow he'll save the world. Tonight is all about him and his girlfriend.

-x-X-x-

Cinder bites her lower lip as she sneaks off down the hall towards the empty classroom where she's supposed to meet her handler. The beautiful, vivacious, confident woman is antsy and nervous as she glances left and right. After all, she's a double agent, and she doesn't want to get caught. She already sent Mercury and Emerald back to their shared rooms for the evening.

She could only hope the two would obey her, but then they thought she was the evil and menacing Cinder Fall, instead of what she really was. Her intimidating countenance and her threatening demeanor would force them to do as she said, she was sure of it. Finally arriving at the door of the empty classroom, Cinder glances in and lets out an audible sigh of relief when she sees her handler waiting for her inside.

Opening up the door, the dark-haired beauty slips in and closes it behind her, turning the lock and shutting the blinds on the door's small window. Then she strides over to her handle in her high heels… and prompt drops to her knees as she looks up at him with a wide, happy smile.

"Master… I've missed you so much."

In return, the blonde boy looks down at her like she's an insect. Which she is! She definitely is. Cinder squirms as he regards her with complete and utter disdain. Her pussy grows wet and she rubs her inner thighs together. This is the REAL Cinder Fall. Not some evil mastermind helping a monstrous Grimm-woman like Salem conquer the Kingdoms. No, even Salem didn't know the truth. Cinder had always been her Master's slave, and she'd spied for him on the monster woman for YEARS now.

The fact that her Master is younger than her doesn't even register in Cinder's mind as he steps forward and grabs a fist full of her thick, wavy black mane. Cinder moans and keeps her hands secured behind her back, almost as if she's cuffed, though she's not. She knows better than to move them though, so she might as well be. Her Master rubs her face up against his bulge, grinding the hot, warm erection he's hiding in his pants along her cheek.

The beautiful woman pants with need, her pussy growing even wetter as he teases her. Then, he's dragging her to her feet and throwing her over the teacher's desk. Cinder has to cut off the squeal that threatens to fall from her mouth as she skids across the desk. Her long legs end up hanging off one side as her tits hang over the other, her dress ripping a little from the force that her Master threw her.

Of course, then her dress rips even MORE when he grabs the bottom of it and pulls, hard. Cinder doesn't remember when she made the thick cuts in the fabric earlier that morning in order to make this scene easier on the blonde boy. All she can think is how STRONG her Master is, to just tear through dust-infused fabric like her dress. The value of her garment matters little to her in this instant.

Another moan leaves the addled villainess' lips as her Master fingers her naked cunt. Of course she isn't wearing panties, she never would on a day like this where she was meeting the man who knew her best, the man she loved with all her heart. His fingers piston in and out of her pussy and he adds one, and then two, and then three digits to the mix. Soon enough he's thrusting four, and then his thumb is in there too and Cinder has to cover her mouth as her Master begins to roughly fist her sopping wet cunt.

She orgasms around his hand and her eyes roll back in her head as her pussy juices coat his palm. When he pulls out of her stretched pussy, Cinder shudders in delight, and when his hand comes up and forces its way past her lips, she happily sucks on it and tries to lick it clean, only to gag as he goes too far back in her mouth. At the same time, his other hand guides his thick prick up to her sopping wet cunt.

Cinder moans again as her Master rubs his cockhead along her slick slit, only to move on a moment later to her asshole. Her poor little butt isn't used to the abuse, because in truth, Cinder has NEVER had anal sex before today. Of course, in her mind, this is just something she deals with every time she meets the amazing man currently shoving his dick up her ass. His hand in her throat prevents the villainess from being too vocal as muffled cries of pleasure and agony try to spill free of her lips.

Her Master is the only one who treats her this roughly, who treats her as she SHOULD be treated. As he begins to fuck her ass, all nice and cleaned up in preparation for this moment, Cinder's eyes roll back in her head yet again as she experiences another orgasm. This time the climaxes don't stop, as she remembers in rapid succession all the times her Master has taught her where she really belonged before now. She's garbage, trash, a waste of human space. Her only value is to her Master and his friends, her only value is being his cum dump… and stopping Salem's plans.

Cinder's body shakes and spasms, her back forcibly arched by the way he's still forcing his hand down her throat as he fucks her firm, toned ass. Her dress is torn and she's covered in sweat in no time. In short, the beautiful woman doesn't look like much of a criminal mastermind with plans for world domination after around ten minutes of her Master's dick buried in her ass. Instead she just looks like a whore, a happy little anal cum slut, desperate to please the young blonde boy plowing her senseless.

When he finally cums inside of her, Cinder squeals one last time around his hand and then slumps forward onto the desk as he pulls his fingers from her throat and his cock from her ass. She lays there, hanging off either end of the desk, until suddenly a hand is in her hair. Her head is lifted up and the messy dick, covered in remnants of his cum load, smacks across her cheek.

She opens wide and sticks out her tongue, and her Master shoves his member into her mouth. Cinder smiles as best she can as she happily cleans it off, eyes half-shut the entire time, but tongue and lips stick working hard to please the young man using her as nothing more than his cum dump. When he's finally done with her, he pulls his cock free and then leans down, making eye contact with the fucked silly slut.

"Cinder. Cinder, can you hear me?"

She moans and nods happily, luxuriating in this small taste of her Master's voice.

"Cinder, this is it. It's over. You will no longer report to me, you will no longer give me information on Salem or your plans. Instead, you're going to leave this room and you're going to get yourself cleaned up. Then, you'll gather all the evidence you need to expose yourself, your companions, and your allies and you'll take it to Ozpin. Make sure you send a copy of your plans and all of that shit to Ironwood as well before you do so."

She… she doesn't understand.

"M-Master? H-Have I displeased you?"

Her voice is raspy as she speaks, and there's a pause as her Master seems to consider her words.

"… No, you haven't. You've done very well Cinder. But now you need to obey. You will obey."

She will obey. There are too many memories, too much training, too much conditioning for her not to obey. She HAS to obey. She's ALWAYS obeyed. The thought of not obeying is completely and utterly anathema to Cinder Fall.

"Yes Master. I will obey."

"That's a good girl. And you will not mention me or anything we've been doing alright? You're going to go to Ozpin and turn yourself over as if you've been truly trying to help Salem all this time, only to have an attack of conscience now. You shouldn't expect to ever see me again, but if anything happens, if you ever need a place to go… you can come to me. I'll have to punish you, but we'll figure something out. Got it?"

Cinder shudders and nods her head once more.

"Y-Yes Master. I will obey. I'll… I'll miss you Master."

There's another pause and then the young man that she's always loved and adored as her one true Master chuckles darkly.

"You weren't a half-bad lay Cinder. Bye."

And then he's gone and the disheveled woman is pulling herself off of the teacher's desk as the door closes behind him. She does her best to right her torn dress, whimpering as the soreness in her ass makes itself apparent to her. His cum is also dripping out of her bowels, sliding down her legs as she wipes the remnants of his seed from where he'd cock-slapped her off her face. She licks those fingers clean and then heads for the door.

She has a lot of work to do before she turns everything over to the Headmaster. She can only hope she'll make her beloved Master proud, even if she never gets to see him again.

-x-X-x-

"… I wish there was something that we could do."

The words, spoken in a sorrow-filled voice, cause Jaune to blink as he runs his hand through red locks almost casually. He and Pyrrha are in bed, naked. The thin layer of sweat that covers each of them gives way to what activities they've been up to, though to be fair, they also sort of both give off a glow of satisfaction. Regardless, they're not having sex right now. This is after-sex cuddles, as they lay there and slowly drift off to sleep.

Pyrrha's words might seem like a bit of a non-sequitur, but Jaune is fairly observant, thanks to his semblance. He knows exactly what his loving, devoted girlfriend is thinking about right now, even if it's been hours since they talked about everything. He'd told Pyrrha the 'truth' after a fashion. Not about his semblance of course, he hadn't been nearly confident enough for that.

But he'd told Pyrrha how he worked with Cinder to stop Salem's plans. The red head had been very understanding about just how important it was for her to tell no one what he told her. But then, of course she was. Pyrrha would take Jaune's secrets to the grave. She was such a good girlfriend. Regardless, he'd outlined everything about what went down before Cinder turned herself in, save for his semblance usage and the fact that he'd been fucking the other woman behind Pyrrha's back.

He still felt a little guilty for that, even if he should have been feeling a lot guiltier for using his semblance on both Cinder AND Pyrrha. But no, it still felt a little like he'd cheated on Pyrrha with Cinder. He wondered, briefly, how Pyrrha would feel if she knew what he and Cinder had got up to. Would she still wish there was something that they could do?

… Yes, yes, she would. Pyrrha Nikos was such a kind soul. She had a good heart and forgiving personality. She would forgive both him and Cinder in a heartbeat even without being asked. But… there was no reason to make her feel any sort of pain over a perceived betrayal, was there?

"I… might be able to do something."

Pyrrha's eyes snap up to meet his, and he sees the hope and need building in her green gaze. She feels for Cinder's plight, the spy turned traitor turned prisoner.

"C-Could you Jaune? She… she cared for you, in her own way. And you cared for her. It doesn't seem right for things to end like this when she's given up so much to make up for her actions."

Jaune cocks his head to the side before nodding in silent agreement, even as his fingers continue to ghost through Pyrrha's hair. He uses his semblance then, and makes just one alteration to his adoring, kind-hearted girlfriend's memories, which in turn changes a facet of her personality. He watches this take effect in real time, watches as Pyrrha's hopeful face morphs into a slightly seductive look.

She slides a hand down his body, beneath the blanket he's pulled over both of them. Her fingers ghost past his navel in no time, and her hand latches onto his cock. When she speaks next, she's breathless, and on the verge of panting with need as she gives him a handjob right then and there.

"Besides… if you… if you could get them to be lenient with her, if you could get them to release her into the Headmaster's custody… maybe we can explore those feelings she has for you in greater detail."

Pyrrha's meaning is crystal clear, both in her tone and her gaze, as well as the feel of her hand working his shaft. Jaune smiles as she looks at him, and his hand in her hair firms up a bit.

"What did I ever do to earn such a loving girlfriend like you?"

He knew what he did, deep down inside… but it was easier for Jaune to escape into the lie built by his semblance, wish fulfillment to the max at the end of the day. Meanwhile, Pyrrha understands what his grip on her hair means immediately. Not bothering with a verbal response, the red head gives Jaune a sultry smile and a seductive wink, before slowly sliding down beneath the blanket.

Her lips soon slide over his growing length, and Jaune groans as he continues to pet her hair all while she bobs her head up and down on his cock. In the end though, his mind is a hundred miles away, with a would-be double agent. Pyrrha… maybe Pyrrha was right. Maybe it was up to Jaune to step in and give Cinder a better life, now that he'd turned her 'good'. Only he could truly pull it off without too much effort. But SHOULD he?

Maybe… maybe…

-x-X-x-

In the end, Jaune does decide to take action. Even with that decision, it still takes time, months even before he's able to get himself with all the right people, using his semblance to weaken their hatred or their anger, and strengthen their empathy and mercy. Ultimately, in exchange for handing over all of her intel as well as her subordinates, who were wanted for murder and a myriad of other crimes in their own right, Cinder received a lighter sentence.

It took a bit more effort for Jaune to get that lighter sentence commuted to Beacon, but in the end, he managed that as well, with Ozpin's help as Pyrrha had suggested. Cinder would be working on probation as an 'Assistant' at Beacon, directly under both Ozpin and Glynda. They had promised to watch her closely, and she in turn had promised to become the reformed citizen that they all 'knew' she could be.

After all the time apart, Jaune wasn't sure how Cinder would react to seeing him again. There were all those alterations he'd made to her mind, of course… but then, there was also the fact that he'd essentially abandoned her to her fate, cutting off ties and commanding her to turn herself in. Still, he really needn't have worried. Cinder was all too happy to see him again, though she waited until they were in a bit more of a private setting to show it.

"Mm, Master. I missed you so much."

Jaune glances left and right, but no one is coming down the hall at the moment. He and Cinder are in a bit of a shadowy alcove of sorts, yet he doesn't necessarily want to take any chances. Still, the moment they were alone, she'd dropped to her knees and started doing… this. How was he supposed to respond? A hiss leaves Jaune's throat as Cinder slides her tongue along his length, running it back and forth and slathering him with her saliva quite enthusiastically.

He was beginning to wonder if he had some sort of reverse oral fetish. Some sort of subconscious desire to see girls sucking his cock. Because honestly, both Cinder and Pyrrha loved to worship his member with their mouths, and that couldn't be a coincidence. Regardless, he can't let Cinder get too far here. Reaching out, he places a hand atop the beautiful woman's black hair and holds her still as he looks down into her confused gaze.

"Not yet, Cinder. And not here. There's someone you need to meet, first. Alright?"

That gets a blink from her, but in the end, she nods, accepting his commands as gospel, as she had before. Jaune lets out a sigh, half relieved, half disappointed as he tucks his cock back away and Cinder stands up, straightening her dress. Offering her his arm, Jaune smiles.

"Allow me to escort you to her, my lady."

Blushing, Cinder slides her arm into his and soon they're off to the private quarters Jaune has set up through Glynda, just for this purpose. When they arrive at the room and Jaune opens the door, he's not surprised to find Pyrrha already there. Though, Cinder does stiffen up at the sight of the green-eyed, crimson-haired huntress wearing a somewhat risqué version of her usual gear. Jaune was a pervert, there was no denying it. Why else would he have obtained such a… slutty version of Pyrrha's armor for her to wear?

The 'breastplate' could no longer be called a breastplate, given that it ended right below her chest, the top of it touching the bottom of her breasts but going no further. And then there was her skirt, which had been turned into a belt and thong combo that hid none of her fit, firm ass. She still had the armguards and the greaves though, and those gave her a certain air of menace regardless of the rest of the ensemble.

Jaune turns as he makes it to the middle of the room, standing between the two women that he'd used his semblance on the most, even if his original intentions for each of them had been oh so different. Licking his lips, he addresses Pyrrha first.

"Pyrrha, this is Cinder Fall, the woman I told you about… and the woman you implored me to help."

That last bit is actually directed at Cinder, and he turns to her next, staring her in the eye.

"Cinder, this is Pyrrha Nikos, and she's the only reason you're here at Beacon, with us. You may consider her your Mistress, in the same way you consider me Master."

Cinder's gaze slides between the 'other woman' and him for a moment as understanding dawns in her eyes. Slowly, she averts that gaze. Taking a step forward to join Jaune in the middle of the room, Cinder descends to her knees before Pyrrha.

"Mistress…"

Looking to Pyrrha to gauge her reaction, Jaune is pleased to see her surprised, but intrigued. She looks at him with a lifted brow, and Jaune just gives her a sheepish grin and shrug in response. Sort of a, 'what can you do?' type thing. But it's clear that Pyrrha isn't upset by this turn of events, not one bit. Instead, she steps closer as well, reaching out and running her gloved fingers under Cinder's chin, lifting her gaze up from the floor and making a show of studying her.

Of course, in the end, Pyrrha isn't really suited to play the role of mistress. She doesn't say a word to Cinder, or about the situation at all. When she does finally look to Jaune, he can see the bafflement hidden in her gaze as she silently asks him what to do next. Stepping past Cinder and to Pyrrha's side, Jaune slides his arms around his girlfriend's waist as he looks down at their 'third wheel' as well. His lips press into Pyrrha's neck for a moment, before moving to her ear.

"What do you want to see happen next, Pyrrha? This is your show… I'm at your command."

Of course, that's not entirely true. Jaune knows what Pyrrha is going to say, mostly because he's the one who made sure she'd be interested in sharing him in the first place. It wasn't a betrayal of Pyrrha didn't mind him having more than one woman, right? She would always be his first though, she would always be his partner. Jaune had no desire to change that.

Breathing shallowly, Pyrrha pauses for a second, before speaking her desire.

"I want… I want her to watch us, Jaune."

Jaune grins a little at that, even as Cinder shivers on her knees before them.

"And what should she be doing while she watches us?"

Pyrrha lets out a shuddering breath.

"She should be touching herself… getting ready for your c-cock…"

That's his girl. Jaune can't quite stop himself from initiating things right then and there. He turns Pyrrha to face him and kisses the beautiful, athletic red head deeply on the lips. He doesn't bother reaffirming her words to Cinder. There's no point. He's already labelled Pyrrha as Cinder's 'Mistress', and if the reformed criminal can't obey, well than he'll need to know quickly.

Not that there's anything to worry about there. Even as Jaune's hands run over Pyrrha's body, he's keeping half an eye on Cinder. As soon as she heard what Pyrrha wanted from her, the dark-haired beauty fell back onto her ass and spread her legs wide, hiking up her dress. She was already touching herself quite enthusiastically by the time Jaune thrust two fingers up into Pyrrha's ready and waiting quim, and she's moaning by the time Jaune turns Pyrrha back towards her and takes up position behind his girlfriend.

There were so many ways he could fuck her… but this was definitely one of her favorites. Pyrrha, knowing what he wants immediately, spreads her legs apart and bends over, placing her hands on her greaves. Jaune grins as she pushes her firm, toned butt back into his crotch, and it's the work of only a couple moments to undue his pants and pull his throbbing member out of its tight confines.

Pushing aside her thong, Jaune thrusts forward into Pyrrha's waiting pussy without another second of hesitation. She cries out as he does so, her face contorting in pleasure right before Cinder's eyes. That's the view Cinder is treated to, as Jaune fucks his girlfriend. Pyrrha's beautiful body on display, her features coloring and her mouth open as she moans and mewls for more of his cock.

He fucks her standing up from behind, her athletic form giving her the strength to remain upright even with her legs already starting to shake from the pleasure. Eventually, orgasms begin to wrack her body, Jaune's semblance having long since made sure that Pyrrha loved every last inch of his cock making a wreck of her insides. His member thrusting into her, his cockhead ramming against the entrance to her womb… it was no wonder that Pyrrha slowly lost it.

For good measure, Jaune reaches around and grabs his girlfriend's delectable breasts. She might not be the biggest at Beacon, but he loved her chest all the same, just as he adored every other part of her, from her body to her mind to her soul. Pyrrha was everything Jaune could have asked for in a girlfriend… and there was no doubt in his mind that one day she would be his wife.

Though that did bring to mind the question of what Cinder was to be. Was she going to end up their pet? Their maid? Those roles seemed limiting, given what she was capable of. But then, Jaune alone knew that if she'd had her way, she would have used what she was capable of to bring ruin to Vale and the world beyond. So maybe a role such as that was proper for a woman such as Cinder, reformed or not…

It wasn't important, at least not now. Right now, all that mattered was Pyrrha's pleasure. Fucking her in front of Cinder like this was immensely arousing for him though, and it was hard to hold back… in the end, he couldn't do it forever. It wasn't long before Jaune found his cock milked of its release by Pyrrha's tight, clenching insides. As her cunt muscles work him over and draw his seed deep into her womb, Pyrrha moans loudly and lewdly, and Cinder matches her, seeming to realize that her 'Master' has just seeded her 'Mistress'.

Pyrrha's legs do finally begin to give out on her when Jaune pulls his member free of her cunt. He catches her before she can fall though, and carefully leads her back to the nearby bed, where he lets her lay down with her legs dangling off the sides. Watching her for a moment, stroking his messy member, Jaune considers things… then, he looks to Cinder and realizes he's not quite done yet. He's not quite… satisfied.

"Cinder."

At the sound of her name, Cinder practically jumps up. She's still touching herself though, even as she crawls over to the bed, looking up at him with a flushed face.

"Y-Yes, Master?"

"Clean your Mistress up."

Jaune's tone is commanding, domineering… and thankfully not at all as nervous as he's currently feeling. No, perhaps it's not nervous, so much as anticipatory. Still, he can't help but watch with pleasure as Cinder obeys his order immediately. Sidling up between Pyrrha's legs, the beautiful dark-haired woman bends over on her hands and knees, before burying her face in Pyrrha's crotch, slurping at her dripping, leaking cunt.

Pyrrha moans, and her hands immediately grip at Cinder's hair as she arches her back. But Jaune is more focused on Cinder's unprotected rump, at this point. Her dress is still hiked up past her hips, and she's still fingering herself. Falling to his knees behind her, Jaune grabs hold of Cinder's ass, watching as her fingers immediately pull out of her cunt at his presence, instead moving to spread her pussy lips wide open for him.

Grinning, Jaune brings his cock up to bear, and slowly penetrates Cinder's cunt from behind, all while she eats out Pyrrha on the bed. Inch by inch, his member disappears into Cinder's pussy. It feels good… better than good, given how long it's been since he had a taste of the woman. If nothing else, this moment more than anything assuages some of Jaune's guilt.

Maybe it shouldn't, maybe he should be filled with self-loathing over what he's done… but to be fucking Cinder from behind while she happily eats out Pyrrha, to watch his girlfriend's face as she moans while writhing and squirming beneath Cinder's eager tongue… it feels good. It feels better than good. He'd done the right thing, removing Cinder's potential for evil from the world.

And now, he was getting to reap the benefits. Pyrrha was getting to reap the benefits. Was that so wrong? After all, in the end, wasn't there that one saying?

To the Victor, go the Spoils.

-x-X-x-

"Do you ever… do you ever worry about being too selfish, Yang?"

Blinking, his fellow classmate and friend looks at Jaune with those beautiful violet eyes of hers, cocking her head to the side in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Truth be told, Yang wouldn't have been Jaune's initial choice for someone to talk to and confide in. She wasn't a therapist, that much was for sure. But he'd found himself looking for… well, someone unaffected by his semblance. Almost everyone around him these days was under his sway, and Jaune had wanted an outside opinion.

Of course, if Yang knew he'd already used his semblance on her younger sister (only in small ways, even in nice ways. He'd made Ruby his friend and then also given her the confidence she needed to stand up to her team and be the leader he knew she could be!) then she would probably pound him into the dirt.

But she didn't know, and that was the entire point. He wanted the opinion of someone who didn't know what he was capable of, who wasn't already under his sway. Was that so bad? In Jaune's opinion, it wasn't that bad at all. And Yang… Yang was a beauty. She was gorgeous, and he'd certainly caught himself staring at her bombshell body more than once.

More than that, unlike the others, she'd give it to him straight or so he hoped. She would tell him, point blank, what he wanted to hear. And so, having arranged this sparring session so they'd have some time alone, knowing Yang would jump at the chance like the battle maniac she is, Jaune slowly works his way towards explaining himself.

"Well… it's just that… alright, let's do a hypothetical, okay?"

Yang raises an eyebrow at that, even as Jaune cringes a little at his own pussy footing. It's a little silly for him to be stumbling over his words when he'd quite literally stopped a plot to destroy Vale just a few weeks ago. He'd turned a dastardly, evil woman like Cinder Fall, a gorgeous femme fatale of unparalleled strength and power, into his own personal pet. So really, there was no reason for him to be so nervous with Yang…

"Sure, hypotheticals can be fun… so long as they aren't boring. I do hope you aren't about to bore me, Jaune. The spar was fun, but not THAT fun."

Letting out a sheepish laugh, Jaune waves his hands defensively.

"N-No, no! It's, um, actually I just really need your help figuring something out. So just hear me out, okay?"

"Alright…"

"So… it's like this. Say someone has a semblance. And it's a very strong semblance, but it's also a very… selfish semblance. Basically, while it can definitely be used for good, it can also be used for personal gain. One might even argue that it's BEST used for personal gain."

Now, Yang didn't know Jaune had a semblance. As far as anyone was concerned who wasn't in his 'inner circle', Jaune had no idea what his semblance was yet. So as far as Yang should be concerned, this really should just be a hypothetical. Regardless, the blonde purple-eyed huntress hums as she crosses her arms over her substantial bust.

"Hm. I'm with you so far. What's the point though?"

Grimacing, Jaune lifts and then dips one of his shoulders in a half shrug.

"I guess what I'm trying to ask is… is it right for someone to use their Semblance selfishly? Shouldn't we, as hunters and huntresses, be aiming to use our Semblances as selflessly and righteously as possible?"

Yang's brow furrows, and she ponders his question for a moment… or seems to. In the end, she lets out a bark of laughter and shakes her head.

"Is that really the worry that's going through your head these days, Jaune? That your Semblance, whenever it finally comes in, will be that kind of semblance? You really don't need to worry about that sort of thing, silly!"

Jaune flushes, opening his mouth prepared to defend himself (after all, Yang didn't have the full picture, she didn't understand that he was already LIVING with his Semblance) but before he can, Yang continues on, not finished yet.

"Frankly, using your Semblance for you… is perfectly fine! Humans are all a little bit selfish, Jaune. We have to be, otherwise we're likely to fizzle out and die way too early! Truly selfless hunters and huntresses are rare as can be and do their part… but their part usually leaves them going out in a blaze of glory or saving their comrades or some civilians or something. All well and good, and they're heroes don't get me wrong… but they're dead heroes. And… well, I think it's not inherently a bad thing for those of us who are a bit more selfish to want to continue living."

That… yeah, that all made sense. Though even then, Yang still wasn't done.

"That doesn't mean being entirely selfish is a good thing, of course. Some people are selfish to the detriment of others, to the point of evil. Criminals like Roman Torchwick for instance. All they care about is themselves, and that's a bad thing. The goal is to find a quasi-middle ground between selfless and selfish, I suppose. Like, you should want to take care of yourself, but also to be a hunter or huntress is to stand in the way of the Grimm to protect our Kingdoms, right?"

Yang nods to herself, as if she's feeling out her own words as she's saying them and is finding them most agreeable with her worldview. Smiling at him, she shrugs.

"At the end of the day, our Semblances are just another facet of who we are as people. There's really no such thing as a good or bad Semblance, it's all in how you use it. And yeah, it's okay to sometimes use your Semblance for selfish reasons. Especially if you're also using it for good things too and balancing the scales!"

That was… that was all incredibly insightful of Yang. Frankly, Jaune had NOT expected the blonde bombshell to be so damn philosophical. At least his question hadn't bored her. If anything, she'd been happy to answer it for him. And as Jaune turns over Yang's answer in his head he finds… he finds that he likes it. He likes it quite a lot.

More than a little relieved, and honestly thrilled with the results of this conversation, Jaune decides to react rather spontaneously and goes in for a hug. Yang jolts in surprise and even makes a noise of annoyance given how sweaty they both are from their spar, but Jaune is already using his Semblance on her, already coaxing her into a state of… compliance.

"Thank you, Yang. You have no idea just how much you've helped me."

Relaxing into his hug, Yang hugs him back and awkwardly pats him on the back.

"Heh, sure Jaune. I guess you're welcome?"

Grinning, Jaune pulls back and looks Yang in the eye, even as he filters through her mind at the same time.

"If there's anything I can help you with, you just have to say the word. Maybe… I could help you find your mother?"

Yang's eyes widen for a moment in surprise that he would even know about that, but his Semblance makes sure she just shrugs it off. With an airy, breathless laugh that does fascinating things to her tits, Yang tosses her long blonde locks back over her shoulder and gives him a joking smirk.

"Heck, if you could help me find her, I'd love you forever."

Jaune just smiles right back at the girl who's done so much to assuage his conscience in such a short amount of time. After all, if saving the entire Kingdom of Vale from Cinder Fall's machinations wasn't a good, selfless thing, Jaune didn't know what was. So, since he'd already done that… he could afford to be a little selfish and indulge now, right?

Right…

-x-X-x-

With a low groan, Jaune lays back in his bed, resting his hands behind his head with his fingers laced together through his hair. Down below, two beautiful babes suck his cock together, going down on him in unison and working over his shaft in tandem in a way that just… drives him absolutely wild. There's not a hint of competition between the two women… nor is there any subservience between either of them either.

One would think a mother-daughter pair like this one, the mother would be in charge… but no, given everything Raven Branwen had done, she was most definitely not going to be higher on the totem pole then her daughter. Grinning, Jaune watches as purple and red eyes both flicker up to him, adoring in their gazes as they check to make sure he's enjoying himself. For them, he makes sure to let out the groan that rises in his throat, showing that he's enjoying himself IMMENSELY.

But then, any red-blooded male would enjoy having Yang Xiao-Long and her mother Raven Branwen working together to suck his cock like the good little fuck toys they'd become for him. Thanks to his Semblance, the mother-daughter pair had been reconciled… and now lived as two more of his lovers, two more of his… pets.

It hadn't been as easy as Jaune would have thought, and yet at the same time, it had been all too simple to track down Yang's mom and bring them back together. Cinder had SOME resources still to use, but in the end, it had been Ozpin and Glynda who had ultimately assisted Jaune in hunting down the wayward mother.

As it turned out, Ozpin's most impressive operative was Raven's brother. And Raven herself had actually trained at Beacon for a while, even working under Ozpin directly enough to be given a fragment of his magic. That was all pretty wild, Jaune had to admit, but ultimately what it meant was, tracking Yang's mom down was as simple as hunting down the Branwen Tribe, a bunch of nomadic bandits roaming around Mistral.

That was where Cinder's remaining resources came into play. His slavishly devoted and utterly loyal pet had been all too happy to find the Branwen Tribe for him, and from there Jaune had used his semblance to do a 'good deed'. Namely, he'd forced Raven to reconcile with her daughter.

At this point, both Raven Branwen and Yang Xiao Long were under the complete sway of his semblance. Obviously, Jaune already had a loving, doting girlfriend in the form of Pyrrha, or he'd certainly give Yang the position. As it is she'll never be as good as Pyrrha, not in Jaune's eyes. But that doesn't mean she's not singularly impressive in her own ways, and frankly, having both gorgeous women working together to service his cock is incredibly satisfying, there's no denying it.

With a loud groan, Jaune tilts his head back, able to tell he's about to cum any second. Reaching out unthinkingly, he grabs hold of Raven and Yang's hair, fisting some of their locks in each of his hands. Before his Semblance had gotten to her, this would have pissed Yang off to no end. She HATED having her hair touched, and she punished whoever did so swiftly and brutally, with excessive force.

Meanwhile, before his Semblance had gotten to HER, Raven Branwen would have likely killed him for so much as looking at her, let alone touching her. Now though? With the mother and daughter utterly devoted to him? They just moan into his cock, their hot breath rushing across his already pulsating and throbbing member as they lean into his touch quite happily.

"Here it comes! Take it all, you slutty fat-chested bitches!"

Was that a little rude? Perhaps. A little crass? Undeniably. But fuck, Jaune… Jaune was letting his treatment of Cinder wear off on him a little bit. It was easy to treat her like shit because of who she'd been before he got his hands on her. It was easy to do the same with Raven after he'd seen what her and her bandits were getting up to. Yang probably didn't deserve it… but honestly didn't care at this point, too in love with him for bringing her and her mom together to mind one bit.

And so they squish their faces together in front of his cock, pressing their cheeks against one another and lolling out their tongues as they both look at him with glazed over eyes. His hands in their hair help to position them properly, and then a few seconds later, Jaune is cumming, both all over their features and also all over their lush locks.

Both Yang and Raven do have quite nice, voluminous hair, there's no doubt about that. Yang's is blonde, Raven's is black, but they have the same luscious locks that just go on for days. Jaune coats them both in his seed and they moan happily, their hands running up and down their own bodies in ecstasy and excitement as they shudder in orgasmic delight. And yeah, it doesn't surprise Jaune that he just made the two women cum from nothing more than receiving a facial… his Semblance is bullshit like that.

"Clean each other off. On your hands and knees, facing each other. Use only your tongues."

"Yes Master!"

"As you wish, Chieftain…"

With his Semblance, Jaune had been able to convince Raven that she'd been defeated by him. More than that though, he'd made her think she WANTED to lose to him. That all she was waiting for was the right man to come along and knock her down from her pedestal so she could finally give in, so she could finally surrender and be the kept woman she always wanted to be.

He'd made it so the strong Bandit Queen of Mistral's wilds was quite literally jonesing to be enslaved by him. Needless to say, she saw him as her 'Chieftain' now… and so did her second in command, Vernal. Of course, Vernal wasn't here right now. She was getting acquainted with Pyrrha and Cinder, with Jaune ordering Cinder to teach Vernal how to be a subservient pet for their Mistress and telling Pyrrha to have fun with the two however she liked.

While his collection of women was growing, Jaune didn't really need to have too many of them at a time. It was better if he kept it to a threesome like this, or maybe at worst a foursome. Eventually, he intended to have Vernal and Raven together for the fun of it, but for now, Raven and Yang were a much more delicious combo to sate his current appetite.

And delicious they both manage to look, as the two naked beauties follow his instructions to the letter. They were already sort of in position, on their hands and knees on either side of his legs, sucking his cock in unison. They remain mostly the same, except now his cock is no longer between them as they moan and suck and lick and slurp his cum off of each other's faces.

It's a passionate, highly erotic scene, and Jaune's cock is rising back to fully erect in no time as he gets up onto his knees and looks between the mother-daughter pair for a moment, trying to figure out just who he's going to take first. In the end… it's gotta be Yang. He's been holding himself back since that day when he'd asked for his help.

Obviously, with his Semblance Jaune could have had Yang right then and there in any way, shape, or form that he so chose. He didn't even really need to get Raven to be able to make Yang his slavishly devoted fuck toy… but he'd done so because he felt like it was right. Yang might now know it, but her words… they would act as his moral compass, of sorts. If he wanted to use his Semblance for selfish gains (and fuck, he desperately wanted to practically every day) then he also had to use it for good things too, to help other people.

So Jaune had yet to fuck Yang, because he'd mandated to himself that he would only get to do so once he'd properly reunited her with her mother, Raven. This was in fact their first sexual encounter as a result of that. Of course, he had yet to fuck Raven as well, wanting to wait until he had her daughter and her together to get his first times with both of them out of the way at the same time.

And so, moving into position behind Yang as she's receiving a tongue bath from her mother and giving one back to Raven just as enthusiastically, Jaune grabs onto Yang's hips… and thrusts into her from behind. Her back arches and her head tilts up out of Raven's reach for a moment as she cries out and moans wantonly. Looking back over her shoulder at him, Yang's violet eyes flash with excitement and sheer NEED.

"Yes, Master, yes! Fuck me! Finally, you're inside of me! Give it to me good, Master! Fuck me as hard as you like! Pull my hair! Slap my ass! Maul my breasts!"

Well shit… was Yang actually a masochist? A quick check tells him that she is indeed, and he'd just not looked hard enough to realize before. She got off on fighting, he'd known that, but it was only now that he realized her Semblance had conditioned her to enjoy pain, to seek it out… and ultimately, as she'd grown into a vivacious young woman with a healthy sexual appetite, to get off on being hurt and abused.

With that in mind, Jaune gives Yang what she wants, even as her mother leans in closer to continue to lick the cum from her daughter's cheeks. He spanks Yang's ass, he mauls her tits, he fucks her long and hard. But above all else, he keeps one hand always on her hair, pulling it back and listening to Yang's wanton squeals as she cums again and again around his cock.

Some of her pleasure is his Semblance of course, but plenty of it is just because Yang is a needy little masochist who loves it when he abuses her. That's… kind of exciting, Jaune has to admit. Regardless, he eventually reaches the end of his rope and cums deep inside of her, driving his cock fully into her quim and filling her womb directly with his thick, hot seed.

As he pulls out, Yang collapses, her legs and arms all giving out on her and when he removes his hands from her body, she has nothing holding her up anymore. Raven though, her mother… she's still on her hands and knees, and she's staring at Jaune with soulful red eyes, eager to have him fuck her, so very desperate to be used by him and taken by his big fat cock.

It's a massive difference from what little he saw of her before he used his Semblance on her. The old Raven had been a bitch and a half from what Jaune could tell. Now… now she belonged to him and so did her daughter. And Jaune liked to think they were BOTH happier that way.

Moving across the bed to where the gorgeous MILF is waiting for him, Jaune can't help but admire her bodacious body. She's a dark-haired, older version of Yang, with both better muscles AND more feminine features. For all that she's sporting an awesome set of chiseled abs, she's also got bigger tits then Yang, bigger hips then Yang, and a fatter ass than her daughter too.

To be fair, Yang still has a few years to grow into her adult body… but Jaune doesn't have to wait for her to do so when he has her gorgeous mom right here in front of him. Grabbing her by the hips just as he did her daughter, Jaune drives his cock into Raven's hot, tightening depths. She moans, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as her red eyes threaten to roll in her head.

"Yessssh~"

Smirking, Jaune delivers a harsh smack to one of her butt cheeks and then leans over Raven, grabbing hold of her by her black locks.

"Yes, what?"

"Yesh, Chieftain! Please… please fuck me! Give it to me long and hard!"

Unlike her daughter, Raven wasn't a natural born masochist. Jaune is half-tempted to make her one, just so he has a matching mother-daughter pair in almost all ways except for their hair color. But nah, variety is good, and in the end he's already done enough to Raven by changing her into his submissive, loyal, eternally horny fuck pet.

And so he fucks her rather normally, if a fair bit aggressively all the same. He doesn't go out of his way to inflict pain on her like he had Yang, but he's also not giving Raven a break. She's no masochist like her daughter, but she still likes it rough, the former Bandit Queen happily singing his praises as she cums again and again upon his rapidly pistoning cock.

Panting heavily, beginning to really feel the exertion by the time it's all over, Jaune wastes no time in emptying his balls into Raven's womb as well. He fills her with his seed just like he did Yang, and with that third load of the day, he's ready to collapse back onto the bed, laying down again and resting. Of course, another way in which Raven differs from Yang is her stamina. Where her daughter had failed to keep up with him and had ultimately collapsed after her first fuck, Raven… is still standing. Sort of.

With the wicked grin of an eager MILF slut, the gorgeous, sweat-covered woman crawls forward until she's between his legs. There, she lounges down, laying against the inside of his thigh and bringing her mouth to his cock, which she eagerly laps and licks at. Like the sex slave she is, Raven spends the next little while cleaning his cock for him… until he begins to feel it growing hard yet again under her tongue and mouth.

Needless to say, the former Bandit Queen doesn't hesitate to take his cock back into her mouth fully, hollowing out her cheeks as she stares up at him with red eyes that might as well have had heart-shaped pupils for the sheer amount of love and adoration she's trying to convey with his gaze. Smiling back at her, Jaune just lounges back and enjoys the moment, resting and ultimately drifting off to sleep with Raven's mouth suctioned down around his cock.

He could get used to this…

-x-X-x-

The next morning, Jaune can scarcely believe his eyes when he stumbles into the kitchen. He'd wondered why it was he woke up alone… but now he knows.

"Our Chieftain deserves nothing but the best food. No slacking now girls!"

There Raven is, teaching Pyrrha, Yang, Cinder, and Vernal all how to cook… while the five women are all wearing nothing more than chef's aprons. The classic 'naked apron' look hugs each of their body types differently, and Jaune finds himself drooling as they move around different parts of the kitchen, their asses and tits jiggling in exciting ways thanks to their near nudity.

"Quickly now! We want… shit!"

All of the girls turn to look as Raven catches sight of him. All five women of differing ages… pout in unison.

"Chieftain… we hoped to make you breakfast in bed before you woke up."

Oh, that sounded lovely. And he'd gone and ruined it by waking up too early. Whoops? Before he can apologize, Pyrrha just smiles.

"That's alright. Cinder, Vernal. Attend to your Master. Get him back to bed… and we'll be in with breakfast shortly.

"Yes, Mistress."

"As you say, Mistress."

And that's how Jaune finds himself taken back to bed by Cinder and Vernal, and 'tended' to for the next half hour until Pyrrha, Yang, and Raven come in with platters of food, ready to serve him breakfast in bed.

Oh yeah… it's good, being on top.

-x-X-x-

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