Grind Me Up And Add A Little Cream~

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Years of being little more than a piece of arm candy at dinners thrown for Atlas’s elite had worn Willow’s sense of adventure and freedom down to almost nothing. Not only had she been a powerful and impressive huntress, she was well known for her party animal spirit and wild escapades. She had often woken up in a strange woman’s bed and spent the morning navigating her way home with little context on where she was. She longed for those days now more than ever. With her husband in jail and her children mostly out of the home, she had little more to do with herself besides wander the halls and sip her wine.

Who would have thought that a random flyer mixed in with her mail was exactly what she needed.

In gaudy and bold colors it advertised a rave down in Mantle, headlined by several Atlas DJ’s and supposedly a large end of semester celebration for the academy. It had been nearly three decades since Willow felt the heavy base and intoxicating visuals of a club, so she made plans to sneak herself down and relive her glory days.

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A pair of white stills to heels clicked down the street as Willow tried her best to seem natural walking up to the club. Her Ice blue fishnets and white shorts drew the attention of every patron waiting in line for this amazing club. Her tight white button up barely hid her ample bison and Lacey blue bra as she walked up to the bouncer.

“Hey there hot stuff, can I come in? I’d really love to bust it down in there~” Willow did her best to emulate her confidence from her academy days. She was well out of practice but new she had the goods to sell herself off. The bouncer eyed her up and down slowly, undressing her and pitching a visible tent in his jeans. He smirked as he undid the scansion and waved Willow inside, giving her ass a quick snack as she sauntered in. Willows face was deep red but she was smiling ear to ear.

She felt truly alive again on the dance floor, drinking with one hand as she held onto the shoulder of her random dance partner. Her hips swayed with the music and she was laughing as she let her hair loose. She loved teasing her partners by grinding her ample ass up against them and whispered dirty things in their ears as they ran off to buy her another drink.

She was feeling unstoppable until she locked eyes with one of the most beautiful Faunus she had ever seen. The woman’s red hair was tied up in pig tails and her smooth perfect skin was covered in raver tattoos, her eyes were hungry as Willow saw one cat ear twitch. She sauntered over to Willow and pulled her close as they danced.

“My name is Neon! You’re so damn beautiful and you really know how to dance! How come I’ve never seen your sexy ass at any of my show before?!” Willow finally recognized the sexy woman as one of the DJ’s on the flyer she’d received. She was even hotter in person, and was making the matriarch feel weak in the knees. She didn’t usually get so hot under the collar when she was teasing people on the dance floor, but this woman’s energy got Willow dripping near instantly.

“It…it’s been a looong time since I let myself have fun like this!! I really needed to let loose so I came on down…” Willow shouted over the music as they danced. The beats quieted down momentarily as Neon reached up and grabbed the back of her prey’s head and pulled her close.

“I’m gonna go take care of something in the bathroom, and I want you to follow me~”

Neon didn’t wait for a response as she sauntered off, tails flicking behind her. Willow took only a moment of shock before following.

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Not even 10 minutes later Willow’s face was pressed hard up against the bathroom mirror while Neon fucked her ample ass hard from behind. The young cat girl was relentless as she kept Willow firmly in place while she claimed her territory, the wet smack of their sexes echoing off the dirty tiled walls.

“Damn you’re such a hot MILF!!! I’m gonna have to give you a proper race outfit if you’re gonna be my new party favor!!” Willows shorts on the floor were kicked away and neon spread her stance wider while her cock slammed harder. Willow could hardly form full words as she felt her brain light up in the passionate barrage of pleasure.

The only thing she could do was beg for more as she felt her pussy flossed with the strangers cum.

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The people of Mantle’s champion had eyes that saw nearly everything in a room. Her comrades in the happy huntress’s could never sneak things by her in meetings. She could tell lies in the smallest hitch of someone’s brow, before even using her Semblance.

Which is why she was so perplexed watching Ace Operative Schnee in council meetings. The little quirks in her face were so microscopic, as they hid behind the sculpted sternness of a soldier, yet they told so much. Every time Winter was addressed by her superiors, her pupils dilated and she raised her chin. Every time she was given a command, she flared her nostrils and squeezed her thighs together. The most telling sign was from one of the few odd encounters where Hill and Schnee sat next to each other. The unmistakable ridged impression of a lingerie thong was clearly visible under Winter’s military slacks. Robyn stared in awe as she tried to hide her discovery during their formal meeting. Hill devised to put these clues together that very night at fundraiser they’d both be attending.

The simple message was straightforward and stern, the perfect command to make Winter obey without question. Her scroll simply read: “Urgent. Meet me alone at this room. Robyn.” And Winter was already marching. The door closed behind her as winter saw Robyn illuminated by a single lamp in the hotel room she had rented. Robyn spoke softly and with direct phrasing.

“Winter, you did well getting here.”

The eldest Schnee felt her back straighten ever so slightly as she accepted the praise. “What was it you needed to tell me, Robyn?”

Robyn held out her hand and leaned close. “I need your answer about something. And I need to be sure you’re telling the truth.”

Winter hesitated only briefly as she gripped the strong leather glove of her companion. “What do you want to know?”

Robyn’s smile seemed wicked as she whispered out her question. “Are you wearing lingerie right now?” Of course she already knew the answer, it was just fun to watch Winter squirm with the realization. The shock that rang across her face as she pieced together how Robyn could possibly know that she was bound in a lace bodice and thong beneath her uniform. Her mouth was dry as the question was left unanswered.

Robyn smirk was far beyond cocky as Winter sat in her arousal and shame.

“Winter. I know the answer to my question; But all of our peers at this party don’t know the question. If you obey me, no one else will know. Or you can lie right now and I will be forced to expose you to everyone in Atlas.

If you say yes, and admit what a slut you are. I will command you to strip down to your lingerie and hump my boot. You will be allowed to cum, and you will be my property forever.~~”

The final ultimatum given with a hiss, Winter’s foggy mind could hardly keep up with her soaked thong. She left out a huffy and sultry reply as her free hand fished for her buttons.