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If there was one thing Yang had never expected from dating Jaune it was this: boy knew how to pick out a restaurant.
This place… it was nice, but not ritzy, secluded and quiet in a way that made it feel like Yang was discovering a new place, like she was on the inside secret of Vale’s culinary world, and the food? So good. They were in the tail end of their meal, the entrees delivered and a lazy contentment settling over both of them as they enjoyed a good date conversation. Really, there were a hundred things Yang hadn’t expected about dating Jaune, but in just about every category, he was proving to be a way better boyfriend than she’d ever thought she’d find at Beacon.
And yeah, she meant it that way, too. Yang didn’t discriminate between the different parts of a relationship: sex and romance and the everyday of dating were all part of what made a boyfriend a boyfriend, and right now, she was particularly enjoying that as she took advantage of the restaurant’s secluded and private atmosphere to talk about porn with Jaune.
It was a conversation continued over from last night. They’d been in bed together at Jaune’s place—thank the Brothers that upperclassmen didn’t have to live on campus and so RWBY and JNPR could hunt down places in the city, places where they could have their own room for some much-needed privacy—and Yang had prompted Jaune to take things to the next step. They’d already had sex, of course, but this step was a bigger one than most people would think!
Sharing porn with your lover was a surprisingly intimate experience. Yang had thought at first that it’d scratch a pervy itch, something to see if she could get Jaune to blush as she showed him her choice or watched his choice, but she was surprised to find that she felt it was way more about their relationship than she’d expected from discovering what Jaune cranked it to. It made sense, though—this was something private. Something vulnerable. Jaune was worried she might find him weird and she was sharing something she kept very much private. So watching porn with her boyfriend wasn’t a trashy, sexy experience, but one where they reaffirmed the trust they had for one another.
And she had to admit, it was cute that Jaune was so vanilla. Normally, she’d have suspected that he was just afraid to show Yang that his number one tags on PornWorld was something like “Grannies” or “Rough Sex,” or even just that he wasn’t sure how his girlfriend would feel about “Threesomes,” but no—Jaune opened his bookmarks and, other than a slight inclination for “MILFs,” what got Jaune off was as simple as a guy and girl having sex. They’d watched “Horny Cheerleader Has Big Reward For Football Stud” (Yang fucking loved porn clip names!) and Yang hit the jackpot on how easy it was going to be to give her boyfriend his porno fantasy come to life. Get some pompoms and a little skirt and she would do everything that'd make Valois's hometown hero feel like the champion quarterback.
But she also enjoyed the chance to share a little bit of her kink with her boyfriend!
They’d watched “Bimbofied Teacher Learns To Think Pink From Master’s Pocketwatch” (gods, she loved that name, so convoluted, so blunt!) and it was clear that Jaune was surprised to see what Yang was into… but he was also into it. And that had gotten Yang super hot. Taking a risk and finding out your boyfriend accepts what you're nervous about was something she never thought would mean so much, but right now, sitting in a restaurant and talking about porn… she really felt like this was something so much more real than other relationships she'd had before now.
“I… I just hope you don't find me boring…” Jaune murmured, glancing down as he blushed, “I'm… just sort of a vanilla guy, really.”
Yang chuckled. “Jaune, you're a slab of beef in monster slayer training, plus you're over six feet tall, nobody's gonna find you underwhelming, so you don't have to fret so much! Besides, who doesn't like vanilla? You like hot stuff and I had a lot of fun watching it with you. And if you ever want to try anything else, just know I'm down for it!”
Then she leaned forward to show off as much cleavage as she could as she added, “And I mean anything,” in a seductive trill.
Jaune went very red, a look that Yang was finding very attractive as he laughed off her shift to aggressive flirtation. Shaking his head, he added, “And, um, if you ever wanted us to, um… try your thing…”
“Hypnosis?” Yang asked, amused to see Jaune dance around the word, “I'm happy to just do the whole,” she dropped to a dull monotone, “‘Yes, Master, whatever you command, Master,” act, if you'd ever like to try that…”
She could tell Jaune was into that!
“It’s… surprising that you're into that.”
“What’s so surprising about that?” she raised an eyebrow as Jaune shrank before her—then she broke it off and laughed, “It’s cool, it’s cool, man, I know what you mean, but let’s talk it out: what do you find so weird about me being into this?”
Jaune rubbed the back of his neck. He always looked cute like that, it was what got Yang to tease him so much, but this was serious, and she had to give him space to express himself without worrying she’d take a bite. “I mean…” he began, “I just… you really feel like the last girl I’d expect to be into giving up control? You’re always so… take charge and action-y, and you’re super forward in our relationship, I didn’t think you’d be into just… losing control. And like, all of it.”
Yang shivered. She could imagine giving over all her control, mindless and obedient and made to serve. But this was a real relationship question, and Yang really wanted to have this conversation.
“And… you’re thinking a tough, no-nonsense girl isn’t going to want to be all sparkles and pink girly-girl in bed?”
Jaune bit his lip, then nodded. Yang shrugged—she knew where he was coming from.
“It's something I've been figuring out my whole life: I like what I like and I don’t care if I’m ‘supposed’ to like it. If anyone thinks I’m less of a brawler cause I like being helpless and ditzy in bed, they’re welcome to eat my fist and tell me if it felt any weaker. Just as much as anyone who might say that I can’t be into motorcycles because I love,” she reached a hand up to give her luscious blonde locks a flip, “how my hair looks when I put the time into it.”
“It does mean you’re fighting an endless war with helmet hair.”
Yang grinned. “I’ll win that war someday, never doubt it,” she said, pointing a finger at Jaune. Then she leaned back in her seat. “But it’s not so unusual, is it? You and me, we both like doing things that don’t line up with what we’re supposed to be… and, I dunno, seeing you own up about the things you like once you stopped trying to be Mr. Macho Huntsman, talking about your baking hobby or telling us you can sew or how you like drag… I dunno, I think that was really what made me want to be more open about myself. Kind of… part of why I asked you out in the first place.”
Jaune blushed, and Yang felt just… warm to see it.
“I wish… I wish the crowd at Missy B’s saw it the way you did…”
Yang laughed, shaking her head. “Hey! I liked you putting yourself out there, not that you were good at drag. You gotta learn, watch how Blake walks in heels, then you’ll impress the crowds.”
Jaune shook his head, grinning. “Yeah, but Blake's fearless and I am… not.”
“She does have a history of confronting gangsters without planning, but…” she flashed Jaune a grin, “You want to be fearless? I've got a trick for you—just do some terrifyingly reckless things until it becomes a habit. Worked for me!”
Jaune looked down, trying to hide his smile as he laughed. He was cute. He was so damn cute, and also…
Well, talking about being fearless had given Yang an idea.
“Hey, you wanna get a head start?” she asked, grinning dangerously.
Jaune cocked an eyebrow in response.
“Do something reckless and wild, help boost that confidence? How about we tie it into our earlier conversation: I know you’ve got a pocketwatch, Jaune.”
He was confused for another moment… then his eyes went wide.
“Wait, you mean-”
“Uh-huh,” she replied, “Break it out, swing it back and forth… put me into a sexy little trance where I have to obey your every command…”
“H-here?” Jaune asked, eyes wide.
Yang shrugged. “Why not? Haven’t seen our server in forever-” Yang had a lot of respect for waitstaff, but their guy was not great at checking on them, “-and we’ve got more than enough privacy in this booth…”
Jaune seemed to be about to make another objection, probably something like, “I don’t know how” or “Does hypnosis even work,” but he was smart enough to realize that those questions weren’t really relevant to what Yang was talking about. She wanted to see if he was willing to try, and if it didn’t work… well, she’d still get super turned on from Jaune indulging her kink and she’d probably “reward” him sufficiently for his faith!
Jaune reached into his pocket to pull out the pocketwatch he’d received from the town of Muraille when JNPR had been there for a wall breach. He’d taken charge of the militia and put his life on the line… all things Yang was super proud of him for but she couldn’t lie—she really liked that her boyfriend had a world class pocketwatch he carried with him. Never failed to get Yang frisky when she saw him take it out, and now was definitely not an exception as he let it dangle on the end of its chain, the polished brass glinting in the light.
Jaune cleared his throat. “And when I hypnotize-”
“Anything,” Yang exhaled, “Anything you want me to do, babe… but if you need a guide, the video had all my kinks.”
“Okay,” Jaune said with a nod, “And should I… how should I do this?”
“Just like in the video, swing the watch back and forth, back and forth, not too fast, just a steady, regular motion…”
“Like this?”
“Perfect.”
She watched the watch swing left, then right. Left, then right. Her eyes tracking the movement of the watch as she felt a warm swell of arousal between her legs. This… was actually a lot more fun than she thought it would be. Left, then right. Left, then right. Falling into the rhythm, feeling the warmth rising up around her. Left, then right. Left, then right.
“A-alright, Yang,” Jaune began. He wasn’t very confident, but… she couldn’t really bring herself to say anything. Too comfortable to just watch. Left, then right. Left, then right.
“Keep watching the watch,” he continued, “Just… keep your eyes on the watch. The way it swings back and forth, back and forth, and… the way it catches the light. It… doesn’t it catch the light in such an interesting way?”
“Yessss…” she murmured, hardly even realizing she said anything until she felt her lips move. Which was… exciting, kind of making her jittery, but at the same time…
“That’s good, that’s very good… and just keep watching, keep watching the watch because it’s very interesting to watch, very interesting to keep your eyes and your focus entirely on the watch and nothing but the watch. Put everything else aside and just watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch…”
Yang felt her eyelids flutter, her panties growing moist as he repeated those words, imagining them sinking directly into her soft and open mind… so hot… so hot and so… calming to just listen to him. Listen and watch. Watch the watch… watch the watch…
“And now, um… n-now you’re… getting sleepy. You’re getting very sleepy, and… and you’re going to feel your eyes, um… feel your eyelids getting heavier as you, ah, as you sink down. Deeper and deeper into the darkness. Sinking down, and… and feeling sleepy. Really sleepy until you don’t have any other thoughts than what I’m saying. Counting down from 10, with each number making you sleepier and sleepier, 10, 9…”
Yang was going to giggle at the cliche of it all, but… as soon as he said it, she felt a weight on her, her eyelids suddenly feeling so very heavy as her entire self felt like it was getting dragged down, down and down and down into a darkness that pulled at her and she could not resist. Just… sank. Deeper and deeper as Jaune swung the watch back and forth… saying things she just… couldn’t understand but heard, obediently heard, all that he had to say…
“...3, 2, aaaaand 1. And now you’re fast asleep,” Jaune said, with Yang’s conscious mind utterly unable to respond at all, completely swallowed up the restfulness of his voice, feeling so… sedate as she heard him speak. “Alright… let’s see if this works, I guess? Ah- ahem, Yang, I want you to picture your favorite bimbo. The… the hottest, most empty-headed blonde you think of when you think the word ‘bimbo.’”
The image swirled into Yang’s mind, clear as day without any thoughts to cloud it. A blonde, big-boobed, All-Valean girl, a bright smile and none-too-bright intellect. Pure, uninhibited sexiness in Yang’s eyes.
“When you wake up, Yang, you’ll wake up thinking that you’re that bimbo. You’ve never been anything other than that bimbo, the hottest, easiest, um, ah… dumbest blonde who… who’s also super devoted to her boyfriend and isn’t, like, gonna try and screw the waiter. Not- not that I- I mean, I don’t- it’s not like I have a…”
Jaune sighed. Yang had no particular thoughts.
“Should have planned this out,” he muttered to himself, “But… Yang, whatever your hottest bimbo fantasy is… when you wake up, that’s you. Alright? You were never anything other than her, you’ve always been my, um, my, ah… m-my super hot, sexy a-and, um, o-obedient bimbo girlfriend. Do you understand that?”
Yang’s head tilted forward in a nod, a heavy, all consuming motion as a thin, whispery, “Yessss…” slipped past her lips.
“Okay, um, we’ll have you come back in, I mean, with the snap of my fingers, you’ll awaken as that bimbo. In 3… 2… 1…”
SNAP!
Blinking in surprise, Yang- Yang realized she’d been daydreaming again! And while she was out on a date with her super-cute, super-hunky Huntsman boyfriend! He must think she was, like, the biggest airhead!
“OMG, Jaune, I’m like, so sorry, but I was…” she giggled nervously, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers, “I kind of wasn’t paying attention? I think I got, like, distracted…” she leaned forward, letting her boobs rest on the table as she made sure to show off her cleavage as she licked her lips, “Cause you are like… super hawt. Really hard to keep, um, focused around you.”
But instead of the look of manly horniness she thought she’d get from showing off her titties, Jaune just stared at her. Eyes big. Jaw open. Really, really surprised.
“Oh no, did I say something dumb?” she asked, her face falling as she realized she was doing something wrong, “I didn’t mean to, you know I’m just not, you know, all that bright. I can be a good girlfriend other ways! Just- just tell me what to do and I’ll do it, Jaune! I’m down for anything my super-”
“No- no, no,” Jaune said, quickly shaking his head, “I don’t- it’s not that you- um, no, it’s, you didn’t do anything wrong, Yang! I’m just… surprised, that’s all.”
That… that was a big, that was a super relief! Yang was really trying to keep Jaune from thinking she was too dumb for him. She really liked Jaune, and she really hoped he liked her, too. And it was important! Yang was a super easy slut so she was so glad she had a boyfriend who took charge and made all her choices for her. It’d be super dangerous if she didn’t have Jaune, cause, like, she’d be really easy to take advantage of, but her boyfriend was a Huntsman, which meant he, like, was a super good guy who never did anything wrong plus he had big, sexy muscles to beat up scary Grimm and bad guys, and thinking about that made Yang super horny! Oh oh yeah, and he was a guy who’d never mistreat her or take advantage of how dumb she got when she was horny, especially when she was, like, horny all the time!
Giggling, she kept twirling the lock of hair around her finger. She knew boys liked that, and she really really wanted Jaune to like her a lot. She was so lucky to have him…
“What’s surprising?” she asked. She really hoped it was something about her boobies!
“It’s just that… if you’re role-playing it’s really believable. You don’t- I wouldn’t think you’re a motorcycle riding badass, I wouldn’t even think you’re a Huntress at all!”
“Huntress?” Yang asked, cocking her head to the side, “What- what are you talking about? You gotta have like, really good grades to be a Huntress, and I just wanna be hot and sexy for my man! Mmm, and like… I’m really really good at making my man happy…”
Yang reached up to stroke and heft her boobs, pantomiming exactly what she wanted to do to him. Get that nice big cock wedged between her soft, fuckable titties and work ’em up and down until he came all over them… gods, that would be so hot…
“Um…” Jaune stammered, reminding Yang that they were still just talking, but… if she could sneak him to the bathroom… “That’s… wow, Yang, you’re- you’re really under, aren’t you? You’re not- not faking this, like, at all?”
“Huh? Faking?” she asked, so confused, “Jaune, you’re not making a lot of sense. I’m not faking anything, these,” she jiggled her boobs in her hands, “are totally real and all-natural! Lemme just show you how real they are…”
“The- the hypnosis, do you remember the hypnosis?” he asked.
Did- did he know she had a hypnosis kink? Oh gods! Just thinking about it almost made her cum! If her hot, handsome, super sexy and ultra trustworthy boyfriend could put her under his hypnotic spell and make her even dumber till she couldn’t do anything…
Yang realized she was moaning and she couldn’t stop herself. It was just, just, just to-
“Um, here, Yang, l-look at this…”
Jaune held up an- OMG was that a pocketwatch?
“Just watch the watch, Yang…”
On the edge of cumming her brains out, all Yang could do was obey.
“Wow.”
Jaune immediately blushed. “If I- If I went too far and-”
“No, no,” Yang laughed, shaking her head in amazement, “‘Wow’ because… wow, Jaune, that was- that was incredible! You- you’re a natural at this!”
“...really?” Jaune asked, an adorably pink color coming to his cheeks. Jaune still struggled to take compliments well, coming back from forging his way into Beacon. But Yang really loved being her boyfriend’s cheerleader and in this, she wasn’t lying. She remembered everything that had happened, she remembered… not remembering that she was a Huntress at all, that Jaune told her to picture her fantasy bimbo and she became that bimbo! She remembered Jaune fretting about making her too much of a slut—so cute how nervous he got and tried to correct himself!—and she remembered… everything. It was insane. It was incredible!
And she was so turned on.
“Yeah! I thought I’d just have to fake it, but Jaune, holy- you actually hypnotized me! You put me under and… wow!” she said in utter disbelief that that had actually happened to her. “That- that’s my fantasy, right there. Everything was just- just wow! Seriously, Jaune: I. Am. So. Turned on. Right now.”
He blushed even harder, but Yang never minded making him blush and this really wasn’t an exception. She’d thought it’d be a fun little kinky thing, not… not actually being hypnotized!
“I’m glad you liked it,” he finally said, “S-sorry if I… kind of got a little freaked out.”
Yang shook her head. “No, no, I’m sorry you got freaked out. I wasn’t expecting anything like that myself… but no harm, no foul, you were able to take me out of my trance with no negative effects and trust me: I loved everything you did. You could even do more next time—and hey, this date’s been incredible, you’re definitely getting lucky tonight, and I am super turned on, so how about you take that pocketwatch and put me back under?”
Jaune’s eyes went wide. “Right- right now?”
“Why not?” she asked with a grin, “You swing the watch until I’m your powerless, hypnotized plaything, tell me how to be your giggly little sexpot for the evening, we go back to my place, get a chance to show me off as your sexy little loveslave, then we fuck? Sound fun? Cause it sounds real fun for me!”
She definitely saw the interest flash across his face, but at the same time, Jaune raised an eyebrow at that, the telltale sign of his objections. And Yang knew that, even as hot as that had been, she wasn’t going to do anything that pushed Jaune past his limits. This was for both of them, and just because there was reason to assume guys wanted a hot bimbo arm candy girlfriend, a good relationship came from seeing your partner as a person, and that went double for kink. So she nodded for Jaune to give his thoughts.
“It’s… well, when you say, ‘show me off,’ you mean…”
Yang shrugged. “We’ll see who’s back at my place. If it’s Blake or Ruby or- oh holy shit, can you imagine if it’s Weiss? That’d be crazy… but yeah, lemme drape myself on you and be your giggly jiggly girlfriend you can show off before you take me back to my room and let me do what bimbo-me does best! Would you enjoy that?”
But… he didn’t really look it. “I dunno, Yang,” he said, “Are you- are you sure you’d want your friends… hell, are you sure you want Ruby to see you like… like that? I don’t want you to regret this.”
“Jaune,” Yang said, patiently, putting her hands over his, “If you’re not comfortable with that, we don’t have to do it. Your comfort matters in this, too, but… you can only speak to your comfort. I know what I want, I know what I’m going for here, and I really want to be your bimbo eye candy for the evening, and the thought of my sister or my partner, and yeah, especially Weiss, seeing me, that sounds fun as hell… and it's getting me really hot! I know the consequences and I still want it. So if you’re uncomfortable, we can unpack that and figure out what you’re comfortable with, but it’s about you: I’m not going to let you project your anxieties onto me.”
She was firm on that. She knew Jaune and knew he was a person as much as anyone else, with as many flaws as strengths. He was knightly in his fighting style and knightly in his dating life, so if Yang didn’t put her foot down, his chivalrous side would end up putting her up on a pedestal. And to his credit, Jaune knew that, it was something he was working on and he gave her a nod of acceptance. She wasn’t going to pressure him into doing something he wasn’t comfortable with and she would absolutely understand if he wanted to hit the brakes right now. But only if he wasn’t comfortable with it, not his assumptions of what Yang wanted.
“How about this,” Yang said, offering him a deal, “If you don’t think that I’m getting enough on my side of this deal, before we go back to my place, you have to take me shopping. Buy me an outfit that’ll make me look super hot, and so this way, I not only get to show off to my friends, I also get something I can wear whenever I feel like I need to make sure everyone at Junior’s has their eyes on me when I’m on the dance floor. Sound good?”
Jaune chuckled bashfully, nodding along at her suggestion. “Okay, okay, I’ll feel a lot better knowing I’m buying you something. You know me, you know-”
“Your love language is gifts, yep,” Yang said with a grin, “But I am impatient, so let’s skip dessert, pay our bill, and get that pocketwatch out, babe, cause I wanna see you go all out in making me your plaything!”
Jaune was like, so totes yummy!
Yang giggled as she hung off his arm, tottering on the highest heels she'd ever seen and trying to keep her skirt from riding up to flash her panties but she didn't mind flashing this super cute pair and make sure people got a glimpse as Jaune took her around the city.
They’d gone clothes shopping at the cutest store! Jaune had been so cute, he was nervous about going in, but Yang had told him that she wanted him to tell her exactly what to wear. And he had, like, the best taste! Everything he picked out made her look so hawt and fuckable and she couldn’t believe the bimbo she saw in the mirror until she realized it was her! She flaunted and posed and worked her curves until she saw the big, hard reward he had for her! Jaune had, like, the best dick ever, cause it, like, totally owned her mind and made her his obedient loveslave!
She loved that word. “Loveslave.” Made her horny every time she thought it. Loveslave, loveslave, loveslave! Mmmmm, gods she felt sexy… and holding onto Jaune as she wore her itty-bitty outfit made her even hotter. He completely owned her mind, took out all the thoughts he didn’t want her to have, put in sexy new ones, and she couldn’t do anything about it except get really hot and horny! And he made sure she knew all about it, how he made her brain all mushy and horny and could make her do anything he wanted! She loved her Master so much!
Oooh, that almost made her cum!
She wasn’t supposed to call him “Master,” but nobody could tell Yang she wasn’t allowed to think it! She was clinging to Master’s arm, being Master’s sexy eye candy, and thinking about sucking Master’s big dick! Unnngggghhh, she was so close to getting home, Master’s hand was on her butt and giving it a squeeze as he pushed her to the door and-
“Oh, hey Jaune, heyyyyyy…”
Neptune’s voice trailed off as he stepped out of the house and saw what Yang was wearing—and how fucking sexy it was! And Weiss… oh, Weiss wasn’t even able to disapprove when she was so shocked to see what Yang was wearing and how her titties were spilling out of it!
“Hey Weissy!” she said, waving her arm in an excited hello, “Are you and Neptune gonna go bang tonight?”
“YANG!” a scandalized Weiss cried out—like she wasn’t gonna fuck Neptune! “That’s- you have no-”
“Yang,” Jaune said, his manly, sexy voice just… making her melt as she shivered against him. “We’re ah, we’re doing something tonight… but you two, you have fun!”
“You too,” Neptune chuckled. He was so jelly. Jaune was fucking a hawt blonde bimbo and he was stuck with the Ice Queen! And Weissy was jelly too! Cause she knew her boyfriend would way prefer fucking her, but only Master got to fuck her titties and mouth and pussy and anywhere he wanted!
He shuffled her off, but not before Yang could give Weissy one last teasing jiggle to remind her who was the hottest girl on RWBY. Nobody was trying to steal her mind and make her itty-bitty titties their property, while Beacon’s hottest stud had Yang’s brain on a leash! She went where he directed her, and right now, that was a beeline to the bedroom!
As much as she loved the top Jaune had bought her, it really did look so much better on her bedroom floor! And the sexy bra that made her titties look even more enormous really only stood in the way of keeping Jaune from seeing his goods! She tossed it off and gave her Master a tantalizing little shimmy as she wriggled out of her tight little pants and waited for him to tell her what to do next.
Of course, he might need a little prompting as he blushed. He was so silly—her body belonged to him and he could do anything he wanted to her! Also, he'd seen her naked before loads of time. But if he was blushing, it meant that she was doing her job!
“So,” she asked with a flirtatious jiggle, “Now that you have me in my bedroom… naked… what would you have your loving slavegirl do for you, Master?”
He bit his lip. She loved how turned on he was, how hot she was making him. He was so cute when he was nervous, but Yang knew she just had to give her big, bouncy titties a shake and help him make up his mind!
“Tittyfuck!” he suddenly gasped out, before turning bright red and trying to fix himself, “I, uh, I- I'd like you to, ah, fuck me with your, ah, breasts.”
Yang smiled, giving her boobs a sway as she said, “If Master wants to fuck his slave's fat titties, they're his property to use how he wishes!”
But as she said it, she felt a surge of pleasure between her thighs that made her nearly stumble as she dropped to her knees! Was she- was that one of Jaune's hypnotic compulsions? Oh fuck, that was so fucking hot!
She lunged forward like a tiger, yanking Jaune's pants down and, as soon as his dick hard cock sprang out, she had her tits wrapped around his shaft and gave him a tittyfuck to remember! Ohhh, working his shaft up and down between her boobs, feeling how hard it was, how warm between her tits, it made her just feel so sexy! And she didn't know if she was just getting off on the energy of this or if she was compelled to find her Master's dick the hottest, sexiest thing she could imagine.
Imagining Jaune, all nervous and blushing… but on the inside, knowing that his hypnotized doll was completely under his power, only thinking she knew what was going on. But he held all the cards. He had all the power.
With a low, lusty moan as she stared at Jaune's mighty cock sticking out of her cleavage, Yang just couldn't help herself. She had to suck it, just had to, her lips needing to feel that tip in her mouth as she succumbed to her need and began to orally worship her Master's shaft.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, “Keep- keep doing that, keep doing that!”
“Yesssss, Master,” she moaned, loving the way the word sounds came out of her mouth. Almost as much as she liked letting Master's big dick into her mouth! It was so good and yummy, the tastiest dick in the whole world bobbing up and down and sucking up all that sexy flavor. Mmmm, maybe that was another compulsion, slipped into her mind by her devious, scheming boyfriend… turning her into his brainwashed slut, little-by-little, secret commands slipping into her brain and making her weaker and weaker…
But if she was getting hot, Jaune was getting ready to blow! She pinched her nipple, playing with her big boobs as she sucked Jaune off. She felt him twitch as he groaned out, “Oh- oh Yang, I'm- I'm gonna cum, gonna-”
“Where?” she asked, grinning wildly, “Mouth, face, tits, they're all yo-”
Jaune grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face back so he could hit her right in the face with a blast of his cum. Yang groaned as she felt shot after shot of his hot load splattered on her face. She felt it ooze down her face as she grinned, feeling so hot and sexy, a perfect fuckdoll for her super-sexy boyfriend!
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, reaching up to scoop a gob of cum into her mouth, savoring the taste, “And what can your adoring slavegirl do for you now?”
Jaune groaned. His cock was still between her tits, still hard, still able to give her even more. “Ohhhh ffffffuck, Yang,” he said, shaking his head, “Yeah, get on the bed. We're- holy shit, Yang, just… we're doing this.”
They were definitely doing this. Yang scrambled onto the bed, her pussy gushing as tried to imagine what other tricks he might have pulled on her. Jaune was super smart and everyone always forgot he was a plan-guy. When he took out the watch, Yang's vulnerable and defenseless mind was completely in his hands, wide open to receive anything he wanted to put in there…
She leaned back on the bed, legs spread and her pussy super wet. She squirmed, feeling so horny as she showed off her body to her Master. Gods, it felt so hot when he looked at her! Yang loved getting attention, especially for her body, especially when naked, especially when it was Jaune, but this… this was so much better! Her mind was leashed and he held the leash in his hands. Feeling his eyes running over her when he could make her do anything… she licked her lips, getting hotter and hotter as he did nothing more than stare at her.
“And you're just… you're completely hypnotized…” he said, shaking his head in disbelief, a sexy little smirk on his face.
Yang giggled, sitting up to smile at her Master. “Yep! Completely and totally under your spell, Master!”
“You're not even roleplaying… You’re really, actually brainwashed,” he mused, “You… in this state, you're not even a Huntress…”
“I, like, can't even think about being a Huntress!” she giggled, trying to imagine doing Huntress stuff like this “I'm just a silly bimbo who only knows how to fuck, suck, and look super sexy while doing it!”
Her Master looked over her and his face told her she really did look sexy while doing it! And being a Huntress… it was so awesome she remembered all her badass Huntress stuff, but like, it wasn't her at all!
“I can't even, like, throw a punch!” she giggled, pantomiming a weak paff, “If there were any mean, scary Grimm out there, I'd need my big, strong man to protect me! Mmmm… with those big, sexy muscles… Oh Jaune!” she cried out, “I'm so horny, I need my Master to fuck me! Fuck your sexy little bimbo toy! I'm made special, just for you!”
She giggled. She loved to giggle when she was like this. A giggle that bounced around all the cloudy thoughts in her fluffy, empty head and worked its way down to her big, jiggly boobs and her fat, wiggly ass! Her whole body was just, like… mmmmm. Hot and sexy and ready to fuck at any time!
She smiled down at the man who made it all possible. Her big, strong Master who was staring at her big boobies with his mouth hanging open. Which made her giggle even more which made her jiggle even more!
“Gotta be careful!” she laughed, “I don't wanna hypnotize you! But if you like watching my titties sway from side-to-side… Master can watch all he wants! All this,” she hefted her titties and squeezed them in her hand, shoving them right in Jaune's face! “is yours. How-ev-er you want!”
Offering her body to him just… made her hotter as she felt more and more… objectified, his sexy plaything, his blonde bimbo fuckdoll!
Ohhh, this was getting her too hot, but even as she wanted to bounce on him so badly… Master was in charge. She- she had to obey Master, even as Yang wanted to pounce and bounce and make both of them cum! It- it was so hard, but she just… just couldn't… without his command… and that just made her so much hotter!
“Lie back, Ya- lie back, slave,” he said, and Yang was all too eager to obey!
“Mmmm, like this, my all-powerful Master?” she asked, writhing sinuously as she made herself as fuckable as she could, legs spread, pussy on full display, one hand playing with her tit, lazily running her finger around her nipple. She was hot, she knew she was hot, and right now, she was all his. He could fuck her pussy like he'd fucked her brain, could do anything he pleased with her.
Gods, that made her so hot.
But not as much as seeing her man climb up on the bed, seeing him loom over her, so- so powerful, so dominant. Her Master, absolutely and totally, making Yang feel so small and weak as he held his control over her. She squirmed. Panted. Hoped to entice him. But she was in the palm of his hand, completely at his mercy to decide all that happened next. She felt her heart pound in anticipation, waiting for this moment that felt like it was her first time, like she was a little bitty virgin even when she was his brainwashed bimbo slut! It kinda was, cause she-
OH GODS!
Yang's eyes shot wide as she felt Jaune's cock enter her like- like it was her first time!
“Ohhhh- wow wow wow!” she gasped out, “Oh- oh Master your cock is so big! It's! So! BIIIIIIIIIG!”
“You like that?” Jaune asked, thrusting away into her with a grin on his lips, “I thought- ah- thought you'd like it!”
Yang's eyes rolled in her sockets, he did this? He put it- he programmed her to make her feel like this, oh- oh gaaaawds that was so hot! So hot! So- fucking- hot!
Yang panted with glee as Jaune fucked her. Normally- normally she was the one taking the lead, taking charge, but right now, with Jaune bearing down on her, it was taking all Yang had to hold on as he ravished her. Ravished his naive and inexperienced girlfriend. He was like a man possessed, savagely thrusting into her like- like this was one of Blakey's dirty books! He was completely in charge, completely in control, and Yang was just his hot little slut, his sexy bimbo pet, his pretty plaything, his-
OH FUCK THAT WAS GOOD!
Yang couldn't even focus on her own submission when Jaune was just railing her with everything he had! His cock was so big and he was so strong and Yang just felt so good to get fucked by her man! She was gasping, panting, moaning, doing everything to tell him to keep going, keep fucking her, keep making her cum, but Yang couldn’t even make words when her Master was fucking her brains out! He’d gotten them all mushy and scrambled with his pocketwatch, and now her little bimbo brain was melting entirely, her thoughts turning to fluffy pink clouds that told her to just keep fucking her man and he’d take care of everything else!
Especially as his cock felt like it was gonna burst at any minute! She just… just had to…
“Oh, Yang, fuck, Yang!” he gasped out and then… ohhhhh, yes, yes, yes, Yang was getting all of his cum, his thick, creamy, wonderful, sexy cum! He was cumming and cumming and making Yang feel all warm and sexy as she felt it all inside her.
So good. So, so good.
As Jaune pulled out and Yang felt his semen ooze out of her, she just… just felt like she was all silly and gooshy and fucked all good. She was just… all good. Hot and silly and fucked all good…
“Okay…” Jaune groaned, “That- that was crazy…”
Yang giggled weakly against him. “Wha- wha’s crazy?” she asked, then nuzzled his chest, “Felt- felt right… bein’- being your bimbo girl… fuck and suck and obey… fuck and suck… so good…”
“It… damn,” he mumbled as he shook his head, “That was good, that was… incredible. But… time to, um, time to bring you back?”
Yang blinked. Back? She- she didn’t wanna go back…
Jaune shook his head, muttering, “Damn, I really hope you enjoyed this.”
“I did! I did!” Yang whined, clasping at his hands, “Take me deeper, Jaune, deeper! Put me- put me deeper under your spell, make me your bimbo, you don’t hafta put me back when you can just-”
“No, no,” Jaune shook his head, “We are definitely going to put you back to-”
“Pleeeeeease, Master?” she begged, “Please, you haven’t even fucked my ass yet, you should take all my holes before you make me all-”
But before Yang could say another word, Jaune raised his hand and-
SNAP!
“So…”
Yang nodded in response, her mind still… swirling with all those thoughts that had been hers but… didn’t feel like hers. Earlier had only been a minute, but this… it had felt so normal, so natural, that even now, lying in bed next to Jaune, she was dealing with what had just happened. It was so strange, it wasn’t like someone else had taken over her mind, it was like she was just… another person. Like- like her mind was a filing cabinet and someone accidentally slipped in the wrong file…
“Was it- was it good for you?”
Snnnnrrrrrk!
Yang immediately tried to cover her snort-laugh, but she couldn’t hold it back, bursting out laughing as she saw Jaune’s face.
“Was it good for you? Seriously? Seriously, man, that’s like… the most cliche thing!”
“Sorry, sorry-”
“No, no, I shouldn’t be teasing… it was good, holy fuck, it was good, it was just… a lot. A whole heck of a lot, man. I’m still- still trying to deal with the fact that you can do that. Making me… making me aware that I was hypnotized and powerless to resist… Brothers, man, no idea where you came up with that from, but… I can't even think about it without getting excited!”
She looked over Jaune, taking in the sight of her boyfriend. He was… he was something wasn't he? Snuck into Beacon on false transcripts and got his act together enough to not just hold his own, but really make a name for himself. Took more blows to his ego than might be healthy, and yet, he didn’t become bitter or resentful. He grew, he learned humility and hard work and genuineness and… and how to be a really good boyfriend.
And he was good in the sack, which was important, but felt less noble to mention. But who really cared about noble here? After all, boy made her cum like she still couldn't believe.
Well, she cared for him. And he seemed uneasy, probably because she’d been begging him to keep her under his spell and all, so Yang knew that her duties as a good girlfriend meant acknowledging his feelings and doing the whole… what would Blake call it, aftercare? Even if he was the one on top.
“Sorry if I scared you,” she said, gently rubbing Jaune’s back, “I know… I know you’d never actually do anything permanent because… I mean, it probably wouldn’t work, but it was… kind of a fun fantasy for me? To just pretend?”
Jaune gave her a pained look, biting his lip as he thought through his next words. “But… it wasn't really ‘pretend’ like that. Are you okay with that?” he asked, “Letting go- letting go that much?”
“Is it that bad to let go?” Yang asked, trying to change tack on things, “To put myself entirely in your care to turn over all my trust to you because I know I can? I didn’t have to be responsible or ethical or anything with my kink because… you were taking care of me. This wasn’t just a sex fantasy, this… I’m really glad I was able to do this with you, Jaune. Thank you. It- it means a lot to me.”
He blushed. “You’re… you’re welcome,” he said. “I'm glad I could… it means a lot to me, too.”
Yang knew she was getting mushy, something she maybe ought to have held back, but knowing she could be gushy with Jaune… she wasn't about to hold back. She trusted him with everything, so… he was gonna get everything.
“I’ve… I’ve always just wanted to find someone I could hand myself over to. To not be responsible for everything. When I was a kid and dad was… when dad wasn’t doing so good,” she blinked back a tear before she continued, remembering those early years when her mind was starting to comprehend just how fallible, how vulnerable grown-ups could be, “I had to… had to step up and take care of things. Cause if it wasn’t me, who would? And I- I don’t have any resentment towards my dad! He… mom’s death hit all of us hard, and this was the second time he had to lose someone like that. But when it was happening to me? I just… there was a lot of weight on me that I just wanted to get away from. And as I first started thinking about, you know, sex… I guess it just came together for me that I just wanted to be able to let go and let someone else take charge of all the hard stuff and just let me feel all the pleasure…” she smiled wistfully as she shook her head, “What you did, Jaune, knowing that I had no control, no freedom… When you took my mind away and made me your giggly bimbo arm candy, I just… it felt so good, I…” Yang started to blink, emotion coming into her voice as she tried to shake it away, “Oh crap, Jaune, you’re making me cry! I know- I know to you this felt like it was a kinky little game, but I’ve just been… I have been waiting to find someone who I could do this with.”
Jaune raised an eyebrow. “Hypnosis?”
Yang shook her head, then paused. “Well, yeah, part of me didn’t really think people could actually do what you just did, but it’s not just that. It’s that I can trust you. I can trust you with who I am, what I want, with telling you why I am the way I am. I’ve shared parts of this with people, my teammates know about my issues with my dad, but I could never tell Weiss or, Brothers help me, Ruby about how it led to my sexual fantasies. But I don’t have to hold that in when I’m with you. I can be myself, I can be Yang in every dimension, a badass, motorcycle-riding blonde with big tits and a hypnokink. And that’s what I want in a boyfriend… I want what I have with you.”
Jaune blushed. “I… that means a lot. I'm… I'm glad I'm able to be a boyfriend that can… do that for you.”
“And you enjoyed me being your bimbo slavegirl, didn't you?”
He reluctantly nodded, a bashful grin crossing his face.
“But Jaune?” she said with a grin, “If you need any more sign that I consent, then this is it. I’m in, I’m game, I’m down to do whatever it is to make you feel comfortable. We can be smart about it, I’ll sign a contract, we can set up some ground rules, whatever best kink practices we probably should have done beforehand that you think you need to feel comfortable in our relationship. Cause I really want to do more of this. You’ve scratched something that won’t go back, so Jaune? I’m your obedient doll, I’m your hypno-whore, I’m your mindless loveslave, I’m whatever you want me to be, because baby—I’m Yang Xiao Long, and this is my kink.”