AN: OMG I FOUND THE LOST FILE! For those who were aware at the time of my e.

arlier RWBY futanari fics, my computer crashes and I assume my files were gone as well...

Turns out there was still a couple that was saved onto a USB I had a while back from last year and now I can upload and continue those fics! YAY ME! I'll be reuploading those lost fics alongside updating them whenever I get the chance. See ya later guys.

Chapter 1:

Beacon was the home of the many for those talented and gifted with the skills needed to provide both humans and Faunus protection against the Grimm menace. It trained many young ones to hone their skills, master their aura, and unlock their semblance. Students would converse amongst the halls, chatting with their fellow mate, discussing popular topics concerning children. The teachers bid their time watching from afar, giving lectures and monitoring activities on the grounds. It was the best school for hunters and Huntress.

… except it now laid in ruins.

The Grimm marches through the shatter halls, windows destroyed with pieces of glass lying on the concrete floor. Everything surrounding the area was decimated by the forces of the black beasts, all while the troops from the SDC ended in failure. The Haven students responsible for the destruction, alongside the effects of the white fang, won the battle.

Those who fought met their demise on the battlefield while most got captured by white fang militia. With communication down, the other kingdoms had no way of knowing the outcome and thus fell to the merciless onslaught brought upon by the monsters.

Days later, the nations were annihilated, and its oppressors had gained control. Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy, was nowhere found, the man who could have prevented all of this, was now missing in action.

Truly, it was the day humanity has fallen.

The walls of the underground room used to hide the fallen maiden reconfigured as a prison meant to house all the hunters, Huntress, and those in training until a time came for a decision made. The chamber was enormous compared to most spaces and its long, obsidian detailed pillars circle the area. The ceiling and tiles engraved with brutal patterns of unusual markings carved into the stone. The worst part was the control White Fang members had over the Grim.

The room across the chambers, separating from the cells of the prisoners, was home to Cinder Fall. The woman who brought the ruin of Vale and all the other kingdoms on Remnant. Kneeling in front of her while she remains situated in a glass chair, made from her new powers was a known huntress – Glynda Goodwitch, the former Huntress of Beacon Academy.

Her clothes consist of tattered leggings that showed scratches and dried blood down her thighs. She no longer wore her glasses for they broke during the failing battle for Vale. Her once blonde hair hung loosely over her eyes. Pain wash over her skull after the brutal beating from confronting and losing against white fang stress is apparently showing its marking through a headache she endures.

Glynda is on her knees, wrist bound by steel cuffs. Each arm spread apart and held behind her back with red bruises on her battered skin. Her tops had holes with the front part of her chest exposed, revealing an arousing purple bra. Glynda C-sized chest moves up and down as sweat drips from her chin. Moistening her lips, the former Huntress licks her bottom chapped lip. The color clasps around her neck were bone-like with markings made from black sigils that drained her of aura. She could feel the unbearable contraption sucking away at her for every second.

She's requested here by orders of the 'Queen' and thus forces into the empty yet warm room. The harsh breeze passing through the cracks in the ceiling didn't help calm her nerves. The body was trembling uncontrollably. Deep within her head, she began formulating plans of escape, an attempt at conjuring a rebellion. She got captured after being caught off guard from battling two nevermore. Gods know what became of the students that manage to flee the scene at the time.

Her train of thought breaks. Loud footsteps drew near as Cinder removes herself from the chair. The loud clacking sound that resonated close to what glass slippers may seem.

"It's all your fault." Glynda thought.

Cinder stood before her like a god, judging on what to do with her. Her golden eyes shimmer in the dark, as though the fire was burning deep within them. The way her hips sway left to right with every step showed absolute dominance. The hour glass figure never look so divine.

Every fiber of her wanted the witch dead. The breezy chill replaced by the intensity and warmth of the sun radiating from her. The new fall maiden stops in front of the witch.

"Tell me, why do you people bother resisting?" The maiden cooed. Her voice was both confidence and arrogance, except she had the power to back it up.

Glynda said nothing; she could only look down at the damaged floor underneath her knees. The maiden thin smile became a straight line across her face as her question remain unanswered.

"Is a part of you still hoping for escape? Do you still cling to the false hope of getting rescue and rebelling against me? Against the white fang? Against her?" Cinder asked.

Still choosing to remain silent, Glynda Goodwitchcontinues staring at the ground.

"Poor woman," said Cinder, grasping Goodwitch's chin in her warm palm. "I believe there's something I can offer you for your cooperation."

Glynda's eyes perked up as to where this conversation was heading.

"In exchange for the freedom of the people locked away in their cells, you are all to be enlisted as my own. You will serve and obey me." The temptress smiled after proclaiming her deal.

Just as Goodwitch stars up in horror, Cinder looks down at her, eyes meeting each other midway. Glynda then grits her teeth in anger. Desperately she wanted to kill the woman before here. Trying to move her hands but failing due to the cuffs. She lacks any physical strength after being a trap for days in a cell. The collar was making her this way.

"The students and I would rather die than serve under the person who ruined what all of what humanity had sought to prevent. You've killed innocents everywhere!" Goodwitch spoke with steel in her voice.

"Innocents? You mean the ones who act without knowing? Those naïve fools believing in powers, not of their own? There's nothing honest about them." Cinder removes her hand and firmly grabs her blonde hair, reaching down to the roots.

The Huntress gives painful expression.

"I'm going to enjoy breaking you Goodwitch. I'll make you watch as every one of your students suffers and those who don't will be kneeling before me." The maiden tugs the hair back, forcing the huntress to look straight up. With a snap of her fingers, the pitch black enveloping the room was lit up with candles lighting up. Only a chair and they now revealed a full bedroom with a queen size mattress in the center.

Cinder dragged the kneeling woman towards the mattress, with a harsh throw Glynda's back slammed into the surface of the bed. Her hair was still latched his Cinders palm with no way of escaping. She watches as the former headmistress of Beacon screams in agony. Such a sight sent a chill up her spine.

She was a sadist.

"I'll ask you again. Are you going to submit to me or would you rather be broken beyond recognition? I can promise you the process will last for days to come." The maiden smiles wickedly.

When the woman made no reply, Cinder considers the proper punishment in mind for a defiant being. She could use her as a tool, meant to use and tossed aside, however, it was at that moment did she witness the huntress rest bounced. From her angle, she was given a full view of the woman's figure, and a dark hunger grew inside her. When was the last time she ever took part in pleasuring herself?

Tthe maiden put her punishment into action. "You've been hungry for everything that happens. Why don't I give you something to feed on to quench that desire of yours?"

Glynda's vision disorientates after having been thrown. The weakened state her body regress didn't provide her any comfort at all. She was only able to comprehend a few word here and there. Then just when her eyes began closing, the warmth she felt invaded the chest an infection.

Her head tosses up to see flames burning away her layer of clothing. The embers flying in the air cause brief flashback of burning buildings and destroyed machines from Atlas forces. Breaking away from such a thought, she notices that the only article of clothing left was the ruin remains of her leggings.

Cinder's lust grew profound after seeing the pleasant sight in front of her. Although the woman's body bruised and beaten, it still looks sexy and appetizing. Her mouth almost drooled as she accumulated soo many positions to put her.

With a wave of her hand once again, the flame burns her remain crimson clothing down to her naked body. Her soft skin danced in the settings of the candle lights, exposing her body in all its glory. Soft breast jiggles and as the different tattoo was marked o both arms.

What became the most dominant feature upon this temptress was the noticeable appendage between her legs. The phallus was as long and thick as Glynda's forearm. Goodwitch could see Cinders naked body clouding her vision while she remains upside down. The semi – flaccid cock rests just in front of her face; the smell of musk came from its scent.

Multiple veins travel down the shaft as it pulsated living a heartbeat. The huntress gulps at the sight if nor for the collar around her neck making it harder to breathe.

Cinder loosen her grip on Goodwitch's hair while using her other hand to take hold of her neck. With concentration, the strange markings on her arms began glowing, and dark smoke conjured forth travels it way onto Goodwitch's chest.

Glynda's eyes widen as the magic works it way through her system like a virus. Her body twist and turn as heat and pain made itself known, only to subside near the end. Her first thought was to move, but her limbs made no movement.

"Don't worry. Its is only to ensure you don't run around while I'll feed you your meal. After all, the only thing I need moving is that mouth of yours," said Cinder. Her cock hardens and places itself at the entrance of Glynda's mouth.

Cinder forces her mouth, pushing her cock head in between her dry lips. Glynda sudden gag was silent from the moans the Fall maiden let loose. Cinder push her cock a little deeper, feeling the huntress tight mouth struggling to take in the shaft. She felt the woman gag softly and pulls her penis back out slowly.

She lifts her right leg on top of the mattress and buries her pulsating dick back in the witch's mouth.

Glynda panics as Cinder pushed her member slowly into the back of her throat.

The woman eyes are half-lid in satisfaction as the former teacher gags at her thickness. This time, Cinder thought little to Glynda struggle for air and went balls-deep. She watches with a malicious smile as the bulge in the woman's throat began forming, showing her the outline of her cock. The collar around her neck made the pleasure more enjoyable as it restricted how much she could get in.

That will soon change.

The maidens pace quicken as she fucks the helpless huntress, rocking her exposed breast. They smack against one another, each sound echoing in the room. Cinder moan as Glynda's throat tightens around her cock. She feels her throat struggling and failing to swallow as the massive girth forces its way.

The collar around her neck soon tightens further making it harder for Glynda to breathe.

Cinder release her hold on the neck and hair and grasp each side of the Huntress' face as she rocked her hips, fucking the weaken woman's tight throat.

Drool and pre-cum ran down Glynda's head as it hit the stone floor.

Whimpering gag echoed along the walls as the witch was force feed more of the cock. Cinder rock her hips harder, earning an audible smack as her hips meet at the base of the woman's face. Small bubbles forms around the base of her dick.

Glynda gasps for air as the girth slowly made its way out, only for the Fall maiden to shove it back in without warning. Her eyes shot open as she got caught during mid-breath.

"Hmm, Fuck! Your mouth is good. Maybe this is the reason Ozpin kept you around often.," said Cinder. She closes her eyes as she took in the warm, stimulating feeling of the Huntress throat lubricating her cock.

At that moment as Glynda's throat bulged out, the collar around her neck official removes any chance of receiving oxygen.

Cinder sees this, however, instead of pulling out, she pushes in further. The dick pushing further inward, almost threatening to burst Glynda's raw tight throat, made passageway past the collar restricting her movement. Now the collar was acting in a similar manner to a cock-ring one would have around their penis, denying them for cumming except it wasn't the case this time.

Glynda thrashes what little she could move with her constricted hands in a sad attempt for a chance to breathe.

Cinder skull-fucks the broken huntress throat repeatedly without pause. Feeling the urge arriving, Cinder grips the huntress neck, massaging her cock in the process, and slammed her hips forward in a final pushed. Her cock fully emerges in the confine of the throat as she arches her back in ecstasy when her dick exploded in Glynda's throat. Thick large spurts of cum pumped inward.

Large doses pour into her stomach, making it slightly swell before the urge to vomit arose. Glynda puked back up seed, but Cinder keeps pumping back more into her throat. A waterfall of cum blasts backs out of Glynda's nose. Black cum pours out of her nose in an enormous amount as she struggles against her cuff, praying to escape.

Fall rest for a few seconds, her chest heaving as she took pleasure in her climax. Just as the last spurt of cum spilled from her shaft, Glynda's nose shot a few more onto her fuck-silly face. Her thick cum and dick buried in Goodwitch's throat, caught by the collar around her neck.

She savors the feeling of euphoria raining over her body, releasing the pent up urges she forgotten. As she looks down, the Huntress by whom she fucks was still. Cinder sees Glynda's eyes rolling into the back of her head while her face was turning blue. Just before she could pull back again despite cumming a large gallon and fucking the teacher's throat as she chokes on semen, the door to the room opened up.

"Cinder, She requested your prese-!" Emerald walks in on her master, fucking the raw throat of some poor huntress beneath her. She thinks to herself, assuming she seen it all, but it only proves how wrong her tuition was.

"Now Emerald, what have I told you about entering without knocking?"Cinder asks. She grinds her hips further into the throat pussy she was in the process of fucking, and glances to Emerald. "Tell me the request."

"The queen ask for you. She needs you for something involving Mistral and an unruly group causing trouble."

"Fine, just give me a moment. Also, would you come here for a second?" asks Cinder.

The thief approaches her master without complaint. Just as she stood at Cinder side, one of the tattoo hands shot forth and wrapped around her waist. Emerald panics and almost scream out just as Cinder brought her face to the side of her ear.

"The next time you come in without knocking, I'll pop your anal cherry long and hard. I will make it painful for you to sit for the next few weeks. Do you understand?" Cinder spoke quietly and deadly.

Just before the chocolate thief could utter a word of agreement, she feels a piercing sting and warmth injected into her anus.

Wiggling two fingers, heating them up, Cinder goes knuckles deep into Emerald ass without warning. The thief clings to her master's side, clutching her chest while keeping in the moans threating to escape.

"Yes, Cinder!" The thief bit her bottom lip to silence herself as the fingers twist and twirl inside her anal canal.

Satisfy with what she felt, the maiden removes her fingers, bringing them to her mouth and sucking on each digit while staring Emerald in the eye.

*Gurgle*

The sound brought both their attention the air deprive huntress who was choking on Cinder's cock. Strains of spit and cum began slipping past the sealed lips buried in her crotch. Glynda's body went limp afterward, falling unconscious as she slips into the eternal abyss.

"Should I have the grunts come and clean her up?" Emerald asks.

"Please inform them to be gentle with her, there are still plenty of holes left to fuck after all." Cinder grin and thrust her hips and bit more, earning the huntress to squirt.