With this chapter I wanted to explore some additional ideas, and get a bit more bonding time, but I also wanted to try to move the story forward a bit, so some parts are short or skippy, fair warning.

.docx available upon request.

Also, I am open to comments, questions or anything else in regards to my writing and how I can improve. This is just one giant de-rusting project for me. If this receives enough attention, I might start accepting donations.

By Naivy aka Cheetah Pixie, completed on 4th of July 2017.

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Noticing Ruby’s tone, Yang can’t help but follow her request, almost instantly starting to search for a new home for the both of them. Ruby, content, stands up and grabs her own scroll, dropping into her own bed and starting to browse a bit, searching around for the client that Yang used. Eventually, she finds it, and signs up for it and sets up all that’s needed for her to “work” via said client as well. As it sets up on her scroll, she goes through the documentation of its usage, taking her merry time to read it, not taking the little bookworm any real length of time to read it through. Once done, she starts to examine the client and poke around in curiosity, noting that her usual method of approaching books wasn’t much helping, since she’d mostly forgot the details already, now going back to the documentation, noticing the table of contents was actually functional, jumping her right to the subject she selected, providing incredibly helpful as she studied the client and its features, proving to be rather simple in its design, yet effective and capable. Yang, meanwhile, is already deep in her search, looking for houses anywhere between where they were currently and Haven, having already scrolled past some nice looking houses that were further out, both far into the Vacuo desert and on the outskirts of Atlas’ capital, both being quite uncomfortably far away from Haven. As she continues to filter them out, she starts to see more and more mansions located around Anima, the only things really left to filter out being the ones that didn’t fit them; four bedroom mansions, studios, and other room layouts they had no real uses for. Eventually, Yang is left with a bunch of promising houses, all located quite close to Haven, not too much more than a stone’s throw away. Looking them over, the artistic genes of Anima’s population were showing themselves quite clearly in the designs, all of them being quite unique, and unusual, the variety, structure and sheer creativity that went into them leaving Yang quite impressed with the creative floor plans and setups, and each single one seemed to impress her. As she continued filtering out houses, the difficulty in choosing grew, Yang eventually turning around towards Ruby, who had just finished setting her profile up.

“Mistress, I have a few really good ones. Wanna help me pick? All are less than an hour from Haven.” Ruby looked up, rather excited as she heard mention of the proximity to Haven, not wasting much time and throwing herself out of her bed, sitting down in the free chair as she took a peek at the remaining list. They continued to look them through, and debate them, considering what each of them would require from the house, the list slowly narrowing down to only a few entries, the difficulty continuing to rise, and the debates getting longer. Eventually, with five entries remaining, they started chalking up things they liked, and things they disliked, about each, eventually settling on a house that was essentially on the outskirts of Mistral’s own capital, about half an hour away by motorcycle. And, the money considered, Ruby would have enough for her own in practically no time with her new “job”, but that was second priority. Once completely set on their choice, Yang placed the reservation, seemingly the first to do so, the listing being only a few hours old. This reservation itself cost her fifty thousand lien, a rather hefty price, but nothing that Yang was unable to currently handle with the income she had just received. Once the reservation was placed, Yang looked over at her sister, her front still coated in her sister’s fluids, but that was none of her concern right now. Both were smiling, and Ruby’s excitement at the prospect of a new place was showing, finally able to move somewhere that wasn’t a boring place in the middle of nowhere. Yang had thoughts of moving herself before Beacon was attacked, the loss of the CCTS placing a huge brick in those plans, leaving her rather hopeless until now, finally able to work and save up money to move out of her dad’s house, but not only that, she would have her owner in tow as well. After a few moments of smiling at each other, Ruby jumps out of her chair and hugs onto her sister, much the same way Nora would tackle hug her own friends. Didn’t send the chair off balance, though, and Yang hugged her sister back, the excitement equal to that of her sister’s, knowing that their future, together, was an eventuality, not a probability. After a minute or two of tight hugs, Ruby decided to do what she had done before, at breakfast, recoiling from the hug for a moment before leaning forward, locking lips with her sister once again, the limp cock below getting a single twitch, but not much more, considering how Yang had been milked dry a few minutes before, for the world to see. She sinks into the kiss, just as her sister does, their tongues starting to twist around each other and spar in less than a minute’s worth of time, the tender feeling of love a drug that neither would get enough of anytime soon, at all. They cherished every single moment they got from the kiss, and that was a lot of them, for a couple hours, in fact. Again, just as they had waited for breakfast, this felt like eternity to them, probably helped by the dreamy feeling they both had, leaving them both with a large kick of euphoria by the time the two came back apart two hours later, Ruby slowly letting herself slide off her sister’s lap and standing back up as she comes off.

“You’re not done with your chores, though, sis.”

Yang’s expression changes to mild surprise. “You have training to do. You will be reading the recipe books, and you will be using them to make us delicious food.”

Yang opens her mouth to speak, but is interrupted by her sister. “Domestic servitude.”

Yang’s eyes go a little wide. She could do some relatively low effort chores without trouble, but cooking? She had no idea what she was doing in that regard. Ruby just chuckled at her sister’s expression.

“Oh, don’t worry, you’re not going to do it untrained.” It took a moment to process in Yang’s mind, before she breathed a heavy sigh of relief, having escaped the cookery for now, to Ruby’s amusement.

“Yeah, yeah, I know, I remember how you messed up Summer’s recipe once.” Ruby reaches forward to pet her sister on the head. “I’ll help you when we move out, okay?” Yang’s expression changed to that of happiness again. “Thank you, Mistress.” In the back of her mind, Ruby wondered how Blake and Weiss would take to their strengthened relationship, and she had a faint suspicion that Blake would like what she’d hear and see, considering her rather steamy preferences for books, and the exposure to kink they contained. Didn’t matter much right now, though, lunch was in order and Yang needed to learn. Ruby motioned her off her chair, Yang’s legs somewhat shaky as the blood was still coming back to them after the two hours her sister had knelt on them, her attempts to stand completely undermined by a crack of Ruby’s whip, the threatening sound alone enough to send her to all fours. Once she was down, Ruby grabbed something else from the other side of her corset and latched it at Yang’s collar, one tug later the purpose of what she had pulled out all too clear; it was a leash. Yang couldn’t help but blush at the sight and feeling of the leash, said blush exposed to Ruby about a second later when she tugged her almost off balance, Yang just barely managing to keep her face from hitting the floor. Obediently, Yang started to crawl along, Ruby’s right hand on the leash, the descent down the stairs slow, but Ruby knew that, with some training, her sister would be doing this faster. A couple minutes later, they get down to the first floor, Ruby leading her sister towards the bathroom, before taking the leash back off the collar and shoving her inside. “Clean up, we’re going outside after lunch.”

Yang’s expression went to a mild fear, yet excitement at potentially being watched, but didn’t delay, preparing quickly as she could, before stepping into the shower just as she came into the bathroom, collar still around her neck.

“Oh! You can take it off. I’ll put it on when you’re done.” Yang, having been wearing it long enough to be oblivious to the feeling, reached for her neck and felt rather silly, reaching for the buckle and opening it as fast as she could, which wasn’t terribly fast anyway with the weird angle. Tossing it aside, she opens the shower’s tap, letting the warm water wash over her as the sweat and grime slowly leaks down the drain, her own length quite sensitive to the flowing water, but not getting any blood into it. She doesn’t waste much time, cleaning herself as best she could, knowing that it’d be a long six days, and a grueling few weeks until she would be able to move out. Ruby, however, on the other side, is leaning against the wall, her scroll in hand and pointed at the door, streaming it all. Eventually, Yang opens the door, collar in her left hand and towel in her robotic right, still wiping her hair down. It takes her a moment to realize that the scroll is pointed at her, the crowd having a laugh as she realizes, her expression a mild confusion until she does, which then changes to silly as she gives them a thumbs up and walks past, Ruby keeping the camera focused on her, giving them a nice, close view of Yang’s curves. Once free, Ruby enters the bathroom herself, propping the scroll against the toothbrush cup, giving the crowd a nice view of her as she undresses and prepares for shower herself, all the while entertaining the crowd with talk and answers like it’s nothing. She eventually showers herself, giving them a bit of a show while in there, yet still focusing on cleaning up, all the while getting appreciation from the crowd, much of it coming from her sister’s own channel, where Yang had put up a link. Ruby herself was getting some donations now, or, rather, the both of them, since they were co-hosting each other. As Yang waits for her, she watches the stream herself, getting a few giggles out before Ruby notices she’s watching.

“Pervert!” Yang’s giggling suddenly dies, and Ruby just chuckles at it herself.

“I know you’re watching, Yang.” Right after saying that, Ruby turns to the camera and gives her own butt a slap, in an effort to tease her sister, who yet again blushes a deep red.

“Look into the recipe book I used yesterday, there should be a homemade noodle one on the fourth or fifth page. Make that for me.” Yang, busted as she was, slowly hopped back to her feet, drying out the rest of her hair before tossing it into the laundry on her way to the kitchen, half expecting to screw up. She put the scroll aside, Ruby still streaming as her sister opened the book, flipping the pages until she found the noodle recipe she had been asked to do. Looking it over, many of her fears vanish, as the book features pretty detailed instructions on what to do, including a short how to for rolling the wheat into noodles. Deciding what the hell, she started anyway, fetching the required ingredients, catching a bit of giggling from Ruby on stream, having a towel around her body, showing off a bit with the whip, both spinning it around herself and cracking it for the crowd, quitting it a few seconds later as she rolls it back up and tucks the end of it into the open hoop she left just above the coil she had made on the handle, with some tension to prevent it from unrolling or tangling, almost as if demonstrating it for the crowd. She then places it away and continues drying her hair, the latex outfit of hers getting a brief wash over with stuff she had hidden in the bathroom’s cabinet of cleaning supplies, again, as if demonstrating, taking some time into getting the shine in the latex out after she cleans it. As she finishes, she rinses the stuff off and dries the latex, putting each clean piece back on herself, eventually finishing up with the corset, her hair still moist, just as Yang’s was. Yang, meanwhile, had rolled the noodles up and cut them down, now working on the various other ingredients that were to follow, noodles themselves in the pot. Ruby, now done, grabs the towel and walks out of the bathroom, picking the collar up off the living room table as she passes it by, scroll held in her left. Soon enough, Yang comes back into view, who gives a wave as she works on the ingredients, and a wink as Ruby approaches her again, from behind, after tossing the towel into the laundry. In order to put the collar on, she folds her scroll together, holding it with her teeth. The camera takes only a second to rotate itself to the new angle, now giving a landscape view, as opposed to portrait, as Ruby brings the collar into view, unhooking the buckle and wrapping it around Yang’s neck. As it turns out, the crowd absolutely loves the first person view of the collar being put on, Ruby’s jaws tickling from the vibrations that the donation pings cause, just happy that she doesn’t have to deal with it any more as the collar is back on. She opens the scroll back up, bringing Yang’s face into view, who is blushing a bit, both to Ruby’s and the crowd’s amusement, having not been interrupted whatsoever while the collar was put on, the veggies chopped and the sauce now being mixed up. She interacts with the chat for a bit, answering some questions before propping the scroll against the wall, giving some advice to Yang, as well as a bit of a demonstration, for the sauce mixing, the crowd’s chatter still going strong. Ruby watches her sister for a bit, the entire meal coming together, the noodles ready a few moments later. Fetching a bowl, Yang mixes the three parts of it up, spending some time on it until she is satisfied with the even distribution of the stuff, picking out plates, forks and knives once finished, placing them on the table, as well as the bowl, fetching serving tongs as well from the utensil drawer, placing them in the bowl. Ruby goes first, filling her plate before handing it over to her sister, the first bite met with a look of satisfaction, and then approval with a thumbs up, Yang having pretty much nailed it despite her inexperience. Yang takes a bite herself, delighted by both the taste and not having screwed up as hard as she did back when she tried her stepmother’s cookie recipe that one time as a kid. She savors that first bite in her mouth for a little before swallowing it, quick to get the next bite assembled on her fork, proud of what she had accomplished, and even more so that her sister was enjoying it quite a lot, too. She finished it rather quickly, almost as if it were a race between the two, both quite full from the meal, just as they had been with breakfast, but not quite as much, their heads at least clear now, in contrast to how dulled they had been with the lasagna. The crowd is still watching, the two girls’ exchange over lunch having been broadcast for all to see, Ruby shooting some questions at Yang, and back, a bit of learning done about each other and their private lives of kink previous to this. As it turns out, Ruby hid a few dildos in her nightstand, and had been using them while Yang was doing chores around the house, then having been hidden in a shared nightstand between the two, before their dad made a second one, and Ruby had broken her hymen pretty early into her teens with a carrot she later ate. And, in turn, Yang had her first time very early as well, one night at a sleepover, having left all party attendants pretty exhausted, as well as herself, by the end of it. They seem to both have a bit of nostalgia thinking back, but not too important for the future.

Eventually, Yang stands up, collecting the stuff and putting it into the sink, waving at the crowd as she does so. Ruby gets up right behind her, groping her butt as she starts to wash the stuff, giving the back of her neck a kiss right afterwards, Yang gasping from the fondling as she continues to work, Ruby’s hands moving to Yang’s chest a few seconds later for a tight grope, Yang panting in pleasure at the rough groping she’s getting from her Mistress. Not much later, she is finished with the washing, grasping onto her Mistress’ own hands, Ruby pulling them away and freeing Yang from her gropes, taking a step back and eyeing her up and down, an idea or two on her mind. Yang herself turns around, Ruby having pulled out the leash, and now spinning it in her hand. Again, Yang’s cheeks turn red, remembering Ruby’s words from earlier, and dropping down on her knees, getting pet right after she does so before Ruby goes for her scroll, giving the crowd some entertainment as she returns to Yang, squatting down to place the leash back on the collar, the crowd being given a first person view from Ruby’s perspective as she does so. Slowly, she steps back, the tension in the leash increasing until her arm is outstretched, Yang starting to crawl towards her Mistress as she tugs with some force on the leash, more donations rolling in as the blonde slave gives as little resistance as she can, eventually reaching the door. Ruby props Yang up onto all fours from the kneel she was back in by instinct, placing her scroll on top and grabbing the house keys off a hook on the wall. Giving Yang a bit of slack, Ruby opens the door and motions her outside, her sister careful about not dropping the scroll that still streams, the rear camera facing upwards, giving the crowd full view of Ruby’s crotch as well as the shaking as Yang’s hips and shoulders move. It doesn’t take her long to get outside, Ruby stepping out right afterwards and turning around to close and lock the door, giving the crowd a good view of her rear just the same. She puts the house keys into her right stocking, picking the Scroll back up and starting to walk, Yang obediently following. Ruby leads her to the mailbox before stopping, pushing her back to her knees in front of it, rear facing their house. The limp cock is getting blood back into it, but slowly, and Ruby notices.

“Yang?”

“Yes Mistress?”

“Get hard. I want a picture.” And, right there, blood rushed to fill out into Yang’s cock, a blush on her face as she was rock hard, yet again. Ruby squatted down a bit of distance away, leaving the leash handle on the ground besides Yang, taking the picture a few seconds later. Yang, the leash and her cock standing out most of all, not to mention Yang’s submissive kneeling, eyes locked to the ground and head tilted forward. In the background, the house, shed and tower are visible, slightly out of focus. Ruby then shares the picture with the people on stream, Yang’s red blush still on her cheeks as the leash is picked back up, Ruby leading her further away and into the forest, as far as the signal from the bridge allows, which is quite far, the two quite far into the forest. They stop by a lake, fallen tree bridging the river, and having been carved a bridge out of by some strangers, albeit a very makeshift one, the top and bottom of it merely flattened out to prevent rolling. Ruby looks around the area, finding some bushes around there, and small trees a few steps away as well. She leads her sister up to one, before quickly tying her to it by the leash, Yang’s blush only deepening as Ruby slowly walks away, the thin, but tall, tree offering Yang no real method of escape, except if she broke submission which, by hypnosis, she could not. Ruby goes over the river, examining a few of the bushes there, finding some blueberries she picks. She collects a few, eventually getting her palm full, eating a few herself before walking back over the bridge.

“Do you want a treat?” Yang looks up to Ruby, noticing the blueberries in her palm, a smile on her own face as Ruby approaches, only to be denied them once Ruby is close enough for her hand to reach Yang’s mouth, her expression turning into disappointment.

“A treat, not food.” Yang’s expression changes yet again, this time to curiosity. Ruby points at the tiny tree right besides them both, confusing Yang a bit more.

“Mark it.” Yang’s expression changes from curiosity to a bit of a shock. She is a bit hesitant before Ruby calmly changes the hand of the scroll, her right halfway for her whip before Yang stops hesitating.

“Yes Mistress.” She slowly turns, her cock still hard as a rock, Yang coming to a stand, slowly, on her knees as she folds her arms behind herself, letting out a sigh of relief as she gives her bladder a push, the stream slow to start but eventually consistent and normal, Ruby’s scroll pointed at Yang the entire time as she marks the tree, her blush a very deep red by this point, her horniness through the roof yet again as it had been so many times in the past days with her Mistress. A flood of donations comes in almost in sync with the time it takes Yang to empty out her bladder, cutting out only a couple seconds later. Yang, as she finishes, looks up at her Mistress, proud and happy as she kneels back down. Ruby unties Yang from the tree, motioning her towards the river besides them both.

“Clean up.” Yang doesn’t hesitate this time around, crawling out into the stream of the river, using her own hands to rub herself over with the water, slowly laying out and submerging herself for a few seconds at a time, getting as clean with the river water as she can, continuing to do so until Ruby snaps her fingers and points her back to the shore, crawling back out of the river, water dripping from her hanging chest and hair, the audience loving every bit of action they’re seeing. The mark has already been absorbed into the ground, and will very likely leave a scent for a while. Before Yang manages to crawl any closer to Ruby, though, she snaps her fingers again, pointing back to the river.

“You’re gonna be doing more. Drink up.” Yang looks at her, eyes wide, this time around in excitement, as she wastes no time, turning back to the river and taking several huge gulps, filling herself with well over half a liter of water, sure to get her bladder going in a few minutes’ time. Ruby, satisfied, pulls at the leash, preventing Yang from taking another sip.

“Stop. That’s fine.” Yang, almost going in for a retry, stops herself dead in her tracks as she hears the order, going back up to her Mistress and kneeling. This time, Yang gets her treats, Ruby’s right hand lowering towards Yang’s mouth, the blonde slave leaning her head forward and picking the large berries up, one by one, slowly chomping down on them, eventually finishing up and licking Ruby’s glove a bit afterwards, her hands planted firmly into the ground the entire time, as well as her butt to her ankles, not daring to break her posture. Once her hand is free, she grabs the leash from her left, the awkward grab on the scroll finally relaxed as she can dedicate her entire hand to it, before leading Yang over the makeshift bridge, her crawl visibly faster than it was, somewhat catlike now as opposed to clambering, but a lot of training still left in order for it to be natural to her. As Ruby continued to walk her into the woods, she got more and more of that exact training, the terrain rough and uneven, both forcing her to get good at the crawling she was doing, as well as giving her some exercise as she climbed over various obstacles, earning a few scratches and bruises from the vegetation along the way, her aura healing them seconds after they were inflicted, leaving her with the pain only. Ruby couldn’t help but chuckle at the grunts and yelps that came from Yang due to the “treatment” the vegetation was showing her, the crowd loving it just the same. At this point, Yang’s bladder is pretty much bursting from the large amount of water, Ruby deciding not to please her just yet, instead standing her up against a tree, using her own whip to tie her to it, watching, with a camera pointed at her, as she squirms around in need, almost unable to hold it in. Completely unwilling to disappoint her Mistress, she keeps it in the best she can, and gets quite the endurance test as a result, being kept on edge for a good two hours, Ruby calmly letting the donations slip in as the crowd watches her sister, Yang’s cock waving as she squirmed around. A few minutes later, she stands back up and unties her sister from the tree, pointing down at the ground, and then at the tree she had just been tied up against, camera still pointed directly at her. Obediently, she kneels straight down, standing on them as she had before, a long sigh of relief out of her as the stream started to pour out, pleasured pants soon following.

“Thanks, Mistress.” Yang says, still peeing, eyes towards the ground.

“What for?”

“This, Mistress.” She is obviously referring to what she is currently doing. “Thanks, also, for... Everything. You are exactly what I have dreamed of, for all these years, Mistress.” The stream slowly comes to a halt, turning into a slow dripping.

Ruby, despite what she and her sister had discussed over lunch, was still taken by some surprise, but not for long as her expression turned from said surprise to satisfaction. She didn’t waste much time, either, in the tender moment they were having.

“Yeah yeah. I know. Clean yourself.” Yang looked up a bit, another expression of shock, lasting a few seconds before she sits back, slowly leaning forward as best she can, her flexibility enough to allow her to reach her own cock, something that Ruby knew she could do from gym classes at Beacon, and the various routines she did in their team dorm, which included sit ups that had proved to everyone on team that she could, if she wanted, reach her own crotch with her mouth. Yang, after leaning forward far enough, grabs the cock and points it at her own mouth, pushing her head down on it soon after and slurping on it, taking a good while before Ruby notices she’s quite lost herself in the sensations, giving Yang a firm whipping at the part of Yang’s cock that is still exposed, sending a massive wave of pain into her, her cock twitching as a result of it, almost making Yang orgasm right on the spot. Fearing a second lash, she finishes actually cleaning up, giving her tip a bit of a suction as she finishes, popping off a second later and looking it over, making sure every square centimeter is clean before giving the tip, and especially the urethra, one last lick before looking back up to Ruby, who has the whip raised, but lowers it seeing her sister is finished, exactly no surprise to Ruby that Yang was blushing again, and she knew the two reasons why.

“Yang. Chastity.” Before even managing a reply, Yang feels the command take effect, her cock twitching as the orgasm Ruby had almost triggered moments ago seems to vanish, leaving Yang with only the built up feeling that would normally cause it. Ruby points behind Yang soon after.

“Lay down. On your back.” Yang does as asked, the hard, twitching cock and splayed limbs in full view of the crowd, as well as the balls below. Ruby squats down, propping the scroll against a dead stump behind herself before walking over to Yang, dropping the leash on the ground as she sits down on her sister’s face, rear pointing at her nose. Ruby leans forward as she grinds on her sister’s face, pushing her head down on Yang’s cock, all the way to her base, just as effortlessly as she had previously. Not much later, Ruby starts to bob her head down on Yang’s cock at a high speed, the blonde slave moaning out loudly below as she dips her tongue into her Mistress’ slit, sinking it as deep as she can into it while her tongue flails wildly around, causing Ruby to moan in turn while still bobbing, unfazed, yet grinding harder against Yang’s face, who now has her hands on Ruby’s rear, holding it as firmly to her own face as she can, her sister’s fluids all over her face at this point. Yang, eventually finding her sister’s G spot, aims her tongue there the best she can, Ruby in turn speeding up, putting her semblance to work again as Yang’s cock gets abused, this time under chastity, resulting only in higher sensitivity instead, driving Yang further and further into heavenly heights of pleasure, Ruby feeling the drowsiness in the movements of her sister’s tongue getting less vigorous, but not too relaxed either, filling Yang’s mouth with her juices seconds later, and causing it to overflow, the rest washing all over Yang’s face, leaving it shiny with her fluids. She continues bobbing, though, without pause, her sister’s movements losing vigor as time passes, her moans of pleasure starting to become less consistent as well, much to Ruby’s amusement as she speeds up more still, eventually causing Yang to just stop responding as she can’t do a thing but lay there and moan, tongue out of her mouth and eyes rolled back in her head, a brilliant example of aheago if there ever was one, Yang herself feeling nothing but pure bliss, her mind full of sex, and her mouth still containing lingering drops of Ruby’s squirt. Ruby keeps her sister right in that state of pleasure for what feels like forever to Yang, Ruby keeping one eye on the clock, slowing down about fifteen minutes later as she slurps up the saliva she spread across it, giving every square centimeter a careful licking, leaving the cock in her mouth pristine, pulling her head back off a few seconds later, giving Yang’s tip a kiss as loving as she had done to her lips before, Yang’s moan turning into screams for a moment as she is forced further into her own little heaven, but only for a few seconds before Ruby pops off, a few more drops of her own fluids getting into Yang’s wide open mouth before she stops grinding, rolling off and standing up soon after. Yang’s expression of aheago lasts for a bit afterwards, eventually fading into an expression of pleasure, moans turning into pants, and her mouth coming back under enough control for her to swallow what fluids Ruby left in her mouth after the grind, the remainder of her body slowly coming to. Ruby walks back over to the stump, squatting down and fetching her scroll, the crowd ecstatic, and the donations confirming just that. She walks back over to Yang, who still lays there, splayed out, her cock twitching from the sheer amounts of pleasure still going through her system, having been through quite a bit more pleasure than she was used to getting before she burst, her mind left hazy as a result.

“Get up. We’ve got things to do.” Yang, hearing the order barked in her direction, rolled over onto her front, clumsily getting back on all fours before trying to stand up, met by Ruby’s platforms on the back of her head as she was forced back down into the ground, her ass up in the air and exposed, Ruby fetching her whip once more, rather calmly unrolling it and letting Yang feel the latex texture of it on her skin, Ruby reaching for its tip and grabbing it between her thumb and index fingers, spinning it in her grip as she slowly traced it down Yang’s spine, the tickling causing Yang to laugh through the pants of pleasure, eventually almost stifling them out as Ruby focused the tickling around her sister’s rear, eventually changing from laughs to moans as she reached the rear of her sister’s sensitive balls, almost causing her to fall back in aheago on the spot, prevented only by Ruby pulling the end back, getting the handle back into her hand. She lifts the whip up, letting it swing over her back before she swung it back against her sister’s rear, producing a very loud and authoritative crack, accompanied by Yang’s own equally loud screaming. Yang screamed yet again seconds later as the whip hit her again, and a third time, the whip having hit the exact same spot three times in a row, leaving a painful sting as Ruby rolled her whip up and tucked it back away, satisfied.

“I said “get up”, not “stand up”. Are we clear, slave?” Her tone is a little bit displeased.

“Y-Yes Mistress. Sorry.” An expression of some guilt came over Yang’s face as she lay there, before Ruby pulled her foot back off, letting Yang push herself out of the dirt, as she did.

“Good. Then let’s keep going.” Ruby’s tone was back to her “usual” direct self, Yang’s guilt fading, but only just a bit. Ruby, with Yang in tow, made her way back to the bridge, over the harshest terrain she could find on her way back, not for her own exercise, but that of her slave, as well as training. Yang’s crawling was showing some improvements already, but still far from perfect. Eventually, they do reach the bridge, and Ruby leads Yang onto it, around halfway, before stopping.

“Kneel. Turn your front downstream.” Yang does exactly as asked, Ruby walking past Yang again and leaving the leash hanging down her back, camera pointed at Yang the whole time. She walks slowly in order to keep it stable, getting off the bridge a moment later, walking a few meters along the shore on her side before stopping, squatting down to get a better view of the bridge’s height, which wasn’t exactly much.

“Lean back and put your hips forward. Make sure not a drop spills on you.” Yang, having a good clue what was about to come, does as asked, spreading her legs a bit as well, getting as ready as she can, the cock pointing up and away from herself. Ruby started recording video.

“Yang; orgasm.” The command didn’t take long to process, Yang’s orgasm hitting her harder than even a speeding train, her cock exploding and shooting what seems like an almost consistent stream of sperm quite a ways downstream, probably around ten to fifteen meters or so, Yang’s screams almost as loud as she can possibly muster as her balls continue to dry themselves out, the high of pleasure she was already in forcing her into a constant orgasm, much like the one her sister had gotten her into earlier, her balls empty in about a minute, Yang still shaking and screaming, slowly coming back down into moans again, her heavy cock not flailing too much, every single drop of sperm having gone into the river, Ruby having caught all of it, as well as the slow cooldown that Yang was currently having, on camera. Her moans stayed constant, as well as her orgasm, as Ruby calmly walked back up onto the bridge to Yang, squatting down on the end of it as Yang was still shaking, subconsciously thrusting her hips up into the air, time and again, eventually slowing down and settling back down on her ankles, moans turning into loud pants and heaves, and Ruby all too amused by the display, as was the crowd, the cock left dripping with the last drops of sperm that Yang had pushed out, Ruby slowly crawling closer to Yang herself, keeping the camera the best she could at the height it was at. Yang, after a few seconds of catching her breath, looked at the camera with a blush, as well as pride, on her face, smile coming over as Ruby knelt down next to her, Yang winking at the crowd.

“Jump. Make a splash.” Ruby’s tone had gone from directness to a teasing one.

“And maybe play mermaid again?” Yang gave the same teasing tone back, planting her hands into the bridge below and hauling her legs from below her, getting into a squat before jumping into the cold river below, soaking herself in water yet again. Ruby has her camera pointed at Yang the whole time, a giggle coming from Ruby as her sister jumped off the log, her own playful tone obvious.

“I don’t think mermaids are yellow, sis! Maybe you can prove me wrong?” The blonde below just smiled at her owner, sinking her head into the water again, fighting her way upstream, the motions of her swimming rather similar to a dolphin’s, getting quite a ways up before gasping for air again, having gone under the bridge and a couple meters past against the rather strong current present.

“There! Mermaid!” Yang held her arms up, as if showing off, after catching her breath for a second, Ruby giggling even more at the display, Yang slowly walking up onto the shore after this, her pants now from exhaustion instead of pleasure from the aggressive swimming. She comes back up onto the bridge, Ruby still kneeling in the same spot as before, Yang walking down the bridge almost like a model, putting on a bit of a show for the crowd that was still watching before she knelt down, a meter or so away from Ruby, handing her the leash. Ruby took it in hand, Yang’s playfulness still showing on her face. Ruby switched to the front camera.

“Well, hope you enjoyed! I’ll have more for you guys later, possibly tomorrow. I wanna take Yang out here again, work on her crawl...” Ruby looks up at Yang, a mischievous grin on her face before looking down. “...as well as some sex, probably. Well, seeya!” Right after, Ruby waved, then blew a kiss, and turned the stream off, the hand holding the scroll coming down slowly as she looked back up at Yang, who was still rock hard from before, but proud and happy where she was. Ruby didn’t waste much time, soon after tackling her slave into a kiss, folding her scroll and placing it into her left stocking, all the while her lips locked with Yang’s as the two went at each other rather aggressively, Ruby grinding for a few seconds before she pressed Yang’s spent length into her front hole, wrapping her arms the best she could around the log bridge below, holding Yang pretty much hostage as she kissed and continued to grind her, legs eventually joining her arms around the log. Neither spared much mercy for the other, Yang not capable of much due to her current exhaustion, leaving her no resistance to Ruby’s own grinding, and the compression of her chest by Ruby’s. Ruby, not wasting much time, put her semblance back into play within seconds of hugging the log with her legs, a chain of wet noises filling the environment around them, neither caring if they were caught at all. The speed helped, Ruby on the edge of releasing another squirt in less than half a minute, Yang’s own cock hurting from the abuse, much like it had when Ruby milked her dry the previous day. Seconds after that, Ruby clenches down firmly against Yang’s cock, as firmly as she can muster, as she explodes herself, the tightness causing the fluids to spray everywhere as they come out, coating Yang’s abs, thighs and hips quite well in her juices, as well as her chest partially, and the log below, the puddle a very obvious discoloration in the bone dry wood. She continues thrusting, the pain in Yang’s moans starting to fade, Ruby’s own only growing louder, until she pulls out of the kiss suddenly, letting out short, synchronized screams as she let out another squirt, adding even more to the coating of her juices already present on Yang, leaving her abs and thighs shining. After that second squirt, Ruby slows down yet again, moans slowly coming down into pants, a mischievous, yet lustful expression on her face as she reached for another brief kiss on Yang’s lips, who herself had a look of ecstasy, almost as if she wanted more. Ruby doesn’t care, though, lifting herself off and kneeling back in the spot she was in, her own fluids still leaking from her, coating her thighs as well on her way to the kneel, by which point they drip down between her legs, making a second puddle, albeit a lot smaller. Yang just lies there, exhausted, the last time she had exercise this good being way back at Beacon, and she was showing her rust. Eventually, she sat back up, seeing Ruby’s own latex-clad hand in her crotch, legs spread as she was apparently preparing a third wave, mild panting of pleasure coming from her lips. As Yang came back onto her knees, Ruby stood up on her own and leaned back, middle and ring fingers aggressively going at her G spot, eventually flying out of her front as the third squirt sprayed all over Yang, coating everything exposed; her hair, face, chest, shoulders, legs, arms and hands, Yang opening her mouth just in time, tongue hanging out of it as well in order to catch as much as she could, and she caught a good mouthful of it, swallowing after the spray stopped, a playful expression coming over her face underneath the layer of mess that coated her face, Ruby’s own face picking up the same expression later. She jumped at her sister again, pinning her down only momentarily before rolling both of them off the bridge and into the river, eyes locked to each other even underwater, Ruby’s hands soon going for a firm grope on Yang’s chest, Yang returning it as she gasped, the same smile of mischief on her face as the one that was on Ruby’s, both of them releasing a moment later as they swim back to the surface, the mess washed off both of them. As they come to the surface, they go for gropes once more, but before either lands them, they are flailing their hands at each other in an attempt to grope the other without being groped, soon leading into laughs as both their attempts were futile, Ruby suddenly pulling her feet up and pressing them against Yang’s chest, separating them.

“Cheater!” shouted Yang, still laughing.

“Lies!” replied Ruby, knowing full well she was in control here, swimming back across after Yang as she crawled ashore and then stood, Ruby doing the same moments later, both of them dripping wet and still smiling, a laugh escaping their lips every so often, as well as a teasing swing at the other’s chest. They stop a few moments later, both panting from exhaustion, and taking a few moments to breathe. Yang, oblivious to her Mistress already holding her leash, gets reminded by a gentle tug on her collar as Ruby starts to walk, Yang following right after, but stopped soon enough, a commanding gaze from Ruby into her own eyes. Yang didn’t waste much time with it at all, dropping back down to all fours, a mild shock going over her face as Ruby hopped onto her back, platforms against her shoulders and hands in Yang’s hair.

“Forward, steed! Carry me home.” Yang blushed yet again, the look of surprise still present on her face as she hesitated, but not for long as Ruby swatted a hand against the bruise on Yang’s rear left there by the whip earlier, the sting returning. Yang groaned in pain as the spot was struck, dropping her hesitation right there and starting to crawl, having a rough idea of how horse riding worked, and the reason Ruby was holding her head. She was slow with the weight on her, but she kept going nonetheless. An hour or so later, they were back at the mailbox, the flag up. Yanking at Yang’s head, she stopped in front of it, Ruby going for the mail rather calmly. It was for Yang, and considering her status, Ruby opened the envelope up, reading the thing, a friend of Yang’s that lived a few towns away, about having gotten rent in Haven. Ruby then read it aloud for her sister, before placing it back in the envelope. No more mail to be found in the box, she closed it and lowered the flag, yanking her steed’s hair again, Yang starting to crawl again, having been there for about ten minutes as Ruby read the mail. As Yang is going towards the door, Ruby tucks it into the same stocking that the keys are in, pulling the keys out instead, eventually reaching the door and sliding the house key into the lock, and turning, Yang’s crawling uninterrupted until her hair was yanked again as she got her legs inside, Ruby hanging the key back up and closing the door, as well as locking it before hopping off Yang’s back, pulling the leash and collar off her as well.

“Clean up, then come into the kitchen. Gonna teach you some tricks.” Yang stood up, stretching out as she was finally back off her fours, the stretch focusing on the exhausted muscles Yang had been using for a few hours, before she goes for the bathroom, euphoria from the stretch still. Ruby goes for the kitchen, getting together some ingredients and tools while Yang washes the dirt off herself, soon returning to her Mistress in the kitchen, the collar coming on as quickly as it did the last time, Ruby having pulled the leash off meanwhile and tucked it back under her corset. She hands Yang the mail, who then promptly goes to the bedroom to toss it in her own nightstand before returning downstairs, Ruby’s eyes on her scroll, rather wide. Yang, seeing the expression on Ruby as she looked up, gets curious, her questions answered promptly as Ruby shows Yang the sum they had made.

Four hundred thousand.

Yang stared, wondering if this was an error, before Ruby swiped three fingers across the screen, showing her own account balance, half of the sum earned, dwarfing the five hundred lien she had in there previously.

“More?” asked Ruby, the subject obvious by her expression.

“More.” replied Yang, just as excited.

Ruby looked back down at her scroll, starting the stream again, only a few hours after the last one ended. The moment she started, a donation of fifty thousand popped up. Ruby was caught off guard, but the ping sounded different. Yang’s eyes lit up as she heard the sound, a confused Ruby looking up at her sister.

“Sponsor.” Ruby’s expression became even more confused for a second, before recalling what they meant in the client’s documentation, Yang’s own excitement slowly coming up on Ruby’s face as well.

“We’re legit. This is a legit job right now. Every time we stream, we are guaranteed that amount.” Ruby’s excitement only grew, and the front camera on her device had both of their faces in view.

“So... You mean...” Ruby looked down at her device, the cute expression of childlike excitement on her face all but perfect. She stared at it for a moment before looking back up at Yang, her expression still showing a hint of disbelief, yet she nodded.

“That means...” Ruby continued, and Yang nodded yet again, knowing full well what she was on about.

“In a...” Ruby paused a bit, faintly remembering the total cost of the house. “...Month? Somewhere?” Yang had done the math before, and she nodded herself, Ruby repeating her own math to make sure she wasn’t getting things wrong.

“Sponsors also bring more people. Which means more money. And even more sponsors, possibly.” Hearing this, Ruby couldn’t muster another word, her excitement becoming audible, her mind filling with various ideas, and her stomach fluttering at the prospect of being able to fulfill all of them. She soon looked back down at the camera, the expression all too perfect, yet again, before she looked at the ingredients besides her.

“That qualifies too, Mistress.” Yang added with a playful tone, drawing Ruby’s own attention back to her face, Yang herself fetching a cutting board a moment later, moving the ingredients towards herself. Ruby just stared for a few seconds more before changing cameras to the rear, focusing on Yang’s work. She was still hard from before, only adding to the amusement the crowd was getting. Ruby’s input throughout, after telling Yang which recipe it was, was little, letting Yang work by herself for most of it. The meal soon came together, pots full and heating up, Yang going around the kitchen as she prepared every ingredient that would go into it, being chased all the while by Ruby’s own camera, the crowd getting the recipe piece by piece as Yang counted it up, and demonstrated as she worked, despite sometimes being a bit clumsy with her tools, Ruby helping her sister in those instances. Eventually, the meal is ready, Yang giving a thumbs up as the pot is on the table as well as the plates, Ruby giving her own towards Yang, also in view of the camera, before sitting down. Ruby pulls her rolled up whip out, laying it on the table and propping her folded scroll against it, getting a good camera angle on the both of them as they start eating and discussing things, including Ruby’s various ideas for when they move out, and Yang’s own, their relationship growing even more perfect by the minute, more and more fetishes and fantasies pouring out of their mouths, even some that are new to the crowd Yang used to have, having previously been rather deep secrets of hers. Out of their view due to the folded scroll, the crowd was only getting larger, donation pings coming in regardless of them not being kinky, many of them being appreciation of Yang’s cooking, as well as her body, joined by appreciation for Ruby’s own as they were both in view. Their early dinner took a surprising while, their conversation the primary factor in slowing it down, giving them time to enjoy both the chat and the dinner they were having, which Yang had nailed, yet again, even if only her second success. Eventually, an hour later, they finish, yet continue chatting, their conversation devolving into what they had in the house, for themselves. Yang didn’t have any toys at all, but Ruby did, and not the smallest ones either after a size queen streak for a month. The largest was a tiny bit smaller than Yang was, yet again giving Ruby something to train off of, but Yang was quite rusty in this regard, not having had proper sex for months until she had filled up her sister earlier that morning. It goes back to the housing plans, Ruby noting the crowd’s interest and providing images, the crowd returning some suggestions for kink-based furniture, a shopping list eventually coming together, adding a few thousand lien to the cost of the house itself, and the motorcycle Ruby was to get. Eventually, the conversation slows down, Yang standing up and emptying the table, cleaning the stuff up right afterwards and leaving it to dry, Ruby still chatting with the crowd. She eventually stands back up and puts the leash back on Yang’s neck, rather aggressively pulling her towards the floor, Yang wasting no time getting back on her fours. Ruby calmly sits back down onto her sister’s back, leading her upstairs and to the bedroom, hopping right into her own bed as Yang comes up to it.

“Yang.”

“Yes Mistress?”

“Chastity off. Get on the bed.” The blonde, still hard as a rock, moans out right there and then, the release giving her another taste of the heaven she had been in earlier, cheeks a deep red as she crawls up onto the bed. Ruby places the scroll on her nightstand, propping it against the lamp on it, both of them in clear view. She spreads her legs wide, a rather submissive look coming over her face. Yang’s expression looked as if her mind had just been read, her shaking hands indicating the difficulty she was having with not touching. Ruby noticed it, and just chuckled.

“...I know you want to. So, for me, show me everything you got.” Ruby’s tone was that of lust, and need. “...Fuck me. Rape me. Abuse me. Make me cry from pleasure and joy. Don’t you dare hold back, at all.”

Yang’s hands stopped shaking, and went over to her sister’s hips, her own slowly coming forward as she aimed, and pushed, her cock against her sister’s slit, sinking it in with some force, her grip tightening as she started to thrust, slow at first. Ruby’s own expression was that of pleasure, but she wasn’t satisfied just yet.

“I said: Don’t hold back. Fuck me like you always dreamed of.” Yang’s eyes shot open again, a grin appearing on her lips a few seconds later as she starts to speed up, her own inhibitions and mercy for her sister fading visibly.

“And make up for all the time we lost being shy with each other, huh?” Ruby herself blushed at this point, the lusty expression turning to a bit of mischief, wrapping her own legs around Yang’s hips.

“I know you want to.” Ruby’s tone reflected her expression near perfectly, moans eventually coming out of her as Yang’s own strength started to show, her own mercy shrinking. Ruby reached out for Yang’s shoulders, pulling her into a kiss, their lips locking again in no time, Yang’s own height being a rather welcome advantage as she hammered into her sister, the roughness of the sex only growing as Yang’s mood slowly shifted from her regular happiness to sexual frustration that had been saved for years, eyes slowly turning red as all her force was eventually in play, Ruby’s own bed audibly creaking below as her front was wrecked, screaming out into Yang’s lips as her command was finally being obeyed, her hands roughly curling into fists with Yang’s hair in them, her toes curling in turn as she helped Yang along with the pushing, adding even more force to the already merciless hammering from Yang. It wasn’t long at all until wet noises were filling the bedroom, their own combined moans and screams, although muffled by the lip lock, saturated the noise as well, only adding to the lewdness of the noise, not to mention Ruby’s creaking bed, despite the sturdy construction it had, the volume of the noise only going up as Yang sped her thrusts up, release crawling closer, chastity no longer in its way. As Yang’s mercy shrunk, and her speed went up, so did the volume of Ruby’s own screams, slowly starting to slide up the sheets of her own bed, firmly pinned to the back of her bed a minute later as Yang’s own moans and grunts slowly turned wild, more resembling an animal than a person, saliva pooling, and drooling, from her mouth as she continued, her own mind flooded, and held hostage, by her own lust, Ruby’s hole feeling all of it, her screams starting to lose consistency as her own mind faded into the same wild state that Yang’s was in, nothing mattering to either but the sex they were having. As Ruby continued to slip, so did her control of herself, her own muscles clenching around Yang’s cock tight as they could, Yang’s own control starting to slip as well, as did the last bits of her mercy, her balls slapping against Ruby’s rear hole with force, only getting more screams out of Ruby as they did, Ruby’s own drool starting to pool in her mouth, seconds later mixed with Yang’s as it dripped down into Ruby’s mouth, forcing Ruby to absentmindedly swallow, a very brief break in her screams. As Yang’s speed continued to rise, Ruby reached a climax of her own, squirting over Yang’s cock and balls, as well as over her own rear and the bed, a solid scream for as long as the spray lasted, the sheer warmth of it pushing a scream out of Yang as well, the blonde closing in on orgasm rapidly. Only seconds later, Ruby erupts again, her second flood warmer still, almost sending Yang off the edge right there and then, precum starting to pump out, giving Ruby even more lubrication than she already had, its own warmth enough to drive Ruby into a double squirt, warmer still than her first both, the spot already present on the bed growing, as well as the coating that Ruby has already given herself and her sister, having sprayed it all over from her thighs up to her abs, and over her own as well, all the while leaking over her rear and coating it as well. Yang, basically on edge after the last one, gives Ruby a few last thrusts as her screaming becomes constant, eventually letting out a single loud scream as she hits her own climax, probably just as hard as she did on the bridge, pumping Ruby full of her sperm once more, her slowly subsiding thrusts ending with one last thrust, the hardest she’s given yet, forcing her length right into Ruby’s womb, who responds with a loud scream herself, both in pain and pleasure, as she squirts a fourth time from her own sheer sensitivity, forcing a bunch of the sperm inside her back at Yang, coating her in her own seed as well, Ruby’s womb full with the remainder of Yang’s load, the burning warmth still in both of their crotches. They are both exhausted, panting loudly as they come down from their screams and moans, Yang eventually flopping down besides her sister.

“Yang...” Ruby manages to push out amid her own continuous pants.

“Y-Yes...” Yang seems to be having the same difficulty forming words as her sister. “...Mistress?”

“You.. You can go soft now...” Ruby manages to fight her own exhaustion long enough to push out a sentence, but it’s all that Yang needs, her erection slowly starting to fade, giving Yang another bit of relief.

“T-Thanks... Mistress...” Yang’s head drops on its side, looking towards Ruby. “That... Was the best...” No more words are needed, Ruby’s own head dropping in Yang’s direction, the exhausted expression on her face changing to happiness and satisfaction. Yang’s own expression is that of pride and joy.

“...We’ve both ever had...” Ruby replies, finishing Yang’s sentence, again managing to fight her exhaustion for long enough to push out a sentence. Yang’s sperm is slowly leaking back out of Ruby, as well as dripping from her own cock, slowly going limp in her crotch. Not much later, Ruby closes her eyes, Yang soon following, the rough sex having drained both of them of all their energy. Despite Ruby’s neck, shoulders and hips being sore, she was satisfied herself, having gotten exactly what she wanted, as had Yang, the two falling asleep within minutes, and snoring, having pretty much forgotten the scroll that still sat open, but charging, on Ruby’s nightstand, despite the donation pings still coming in, even as they slept.

Right after dawn, Yang wakes up, still exhausted and sore herself after sex, finding Ruby still snoring besides her and the stream still ongoing, the crowd still there and noticing that Yang’s snores had stopped, giving her a good morning as she rose up and leaned for the scroll. Her only reply is a chuckle and a blown kiss, as well as a kiss on her sister’s lips, who is still sleeping. She decreases the volume of the device a bit, giving Ruby some extra peace to sleep as she rises up, her gait obviously showing the exhaustion as well as the soreness in her crotch as she exited the room, getting ready for the day, and her Mistress to wake up.

Some hours later, Ruby does wake up, having gotten rather good sleep herself, still a little sore from the day earlier, her hand immediately reaching for the back of her neck as she rose up. Seconds later, Ruby got startled by noise behind her, a donation ping from the client, the surprise still on her face, until she notices the client is still streaming, at which point she breaks down in silly laughter at herself, the crowd quite amused as well. She lays down on her front, a good morning from them, returned by her, the crowd also notifying Ruby her sister had woken up three hours before, Ruby herself having slept a solid fifteen hours. Eventually, she got out of bed, with her scroll in hand, the smell of breakfast on her nose. She still went to shower first, Yang having her own scroll in the kitchen as she streamed herself, still oblivious that her sister was up, Ruby herself having told the crowd to keep silent about it too, wanting to surprise her.

Ruby, after she finishes, slowly sneaks towards the kitchen, hiding the best she can against the wall, Yang herself still oblivious to her sister’s presence. Eventually, with Yang’s back turned, Ruby sneaks up on her, jumping and pulling her sister into a choke hold from behind, her own legs wrapping around her slave.

“Good morning you beautiful little obedient maid sister!” To say Yang was startled was an understatement, a genuinely scared expression on her face as she almost fell, not managing to scream or say a word due to the choke hold. Noting the camera of the scroll, and the voice, her expression turned to silly amusement as well as a blush. Ruby’s eyes look towards Yang’s scroll.

“She says good morning and I know it. She says she also wants the team to know of this stuff! But don’t you guys tell because she wants to tell them yourself. She also wants to do stuff in public!” Ruby’s tone is essentially Nora’s own levels of excitement, mild shock as Ruby “talks” for her, her blush deepening as she hears the ideas mentioned. Ruby hangs on for an extra second, waving and blowing a kiss herself before hopping off, giving Yang back full focus of the cooking she’s doing, reaching a hand over to ruffle her sister’s hair a little.

“Hey there, sis. Mistress. Good morning. How are you feeling?” Yang’s own instinct hasn’t left her at all, the title being a blurt, a silly smile on Yang as she realizes her “mistake”, only amusing Ruby more.

“Fine. A little sore.” Ruby reaches for her neck again, giving it a bit of a rub. “Thanks for last night. A lot.” She continues for a bit before pulling her hand away, tilting her head to stretch her neck a bit. “You’ve been a good girl, Yang. Really, really good.”

“Oh yeah?” she replies, smile on her lips as she mixes the dressing for the salad she’s working on, it being the last component of the meal.

“Yeah. I mean, I’d probably be pregnant now, if I could get pregnant.” Yang looks at her, a mild look of worry and curiosity in her eyes with Ruby’s answer, before fading a few seconds later as she remembered the contraceptives she bought in Mistral a week before. “Any news though, sis?”

“Yes, a few, actually.” She looks back to her scroll, poking around a bit, opening the sponsors list. “We have new sponsors. A bunch of them.” Ruby leaned forward, reading the list of sponsors, recognizing only the topmost one from yesterday, the others being new. The total sponsor amount per stream had gone up to three hundred thousand, the list on her own scroll identical. Her eyes went wide, very much in view of the crowd watching from Ruby’s scroll.

“Don’t forget to multiply it by two. They’re evenly divided.” Ruby’s eyes widened further still, a smile coming onto her face as she realized, placing her own scroll onto her face and getting onto her toes, giving Yang’s lips a loving, but quick kiss. Once she got down, she wrapped her arms around Yang, looking up at her cutely. Eventually, the dressing was ready, Ruby slipping back under Yang’s working arms and to the table, fetching her own scroll on her way there. She decided to stop the stream from hers, as it had been going on for probably around two thirds a day by now. Yang placed her own scroll, folded, on the table, and Ruby put her whip underneath it. The soreness in Yang’s leg was not helped by the bruise she was forced to sit on, giving a bit more sting than was already present. Ruby checked the sum as she ended her own stream, turning her scroll to Yang with a wide grin on her own face.

One million lien.

Yang almost spat her first bite out, barely able to keep it in.

They’d have their house, at this rate, within the week.

Ruby, in reaction to Yang’s own, just chuckled. Neither of them had seen this sum of money, on their own accounts, ever.

Yang, just barely managing to swallow her bite, eventually manages to push out words.

“Holy shit!” was all she could say.

“How...” Before she could continue, Ruby’s own index pressed against her sister’s lips.

“That’s what you get for being your sister’s good girl.”

Yang didn’t react with much of anything, besides a silent stare at the screen, slowly moving up to Ruby’s eyes.

“...My good girl. My very own perfect toy.” Yang’s legs were weak under the table, just from the mention of this. She’d never have to “work” another day in her life, and she knew it. There was no turning back either. She knew that also. Ruby’s smile was still present.

“Imagine what you can achieve with training. Despite you being pretty good right now, you’re far from perfect. But perfect is your goal, and don’t you dare forget that anytime soon, at all. Understood?” Yang stared for a moment, the words taking an unusual while to process in her mind. As she came back to, it’s as if the words went through her head all at once, brief expressions of shock and curiosity followed by blushing, all within the span of a second, as her mind went back to the training they had been doing yesterday, knowing it would continue.

“Yes Mistress.” Yang looked down towards the table submissively, her mind going wild, not just with the amount of money, but also with ideas she had previously considered wild fantasies, stuff that would only ever exist in her dreams. They were all becoming real, at a speed that Yang was not expecting, but it made the recent events all the more exciting.

“The training involves food, of course. And cleaning. And other aspects of being a maid, yet ready to play, on command, no matter the circumstances. Eventually, this will be no secret, and no hiding of this will ever be needed. You will be able to show your good manners, at any place, any time, to anyone that you know. Mine, through and through, and everyone will know it.” Yang’s blush only deepened as Ruby slowly took her first bite of the salad, and chewed it for a bit before swallowing, quite impressed by the taste.

“All I have to say is: Holy cats.”

Yang looked up with the second bite in her mouth, a bit confused.

“This is really good. Which recipe is this?”

Yang held a finger up as she chewed, swallowing a couple seconds later.

“Something Ren made for me once at Beacon. Decided to try it myself.”

Ruby’s own expression now that of confusion, she opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted:

“Traditional salad back when Kuroyuri was still alive, using resources from around the town. Turns out we have those growing in the woods. Went and got some before you woke up. Isn’t it good?”

Ruby nodded, her questions answered.

“But that means you will have to teach me the recipe as well.” Ruby’s voice was almost demanding, and Yang giggled in return.