Yes, yes, you have every right to be mad. I know I've been gone a long ass while and I have zero excuse, I actually have a less saucy account on here that I dedicate to actual non-smut garbage. But I have decided to keep this show on the road so without further adieu please enjoy.

Also, P.S.

Later on this story is gonna deal with some serious humiliation and kinda mind-breaking fuckery, not now but later on when the lads get rescued. Needless to say, the surveillance bot caught some tidbits of the saucy actions for lack of a better phrase. Also if you want a special lady to hook up with Jaune leave a comment down below!

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Nora scrambled around Team JNPR's dorm room, the only one of the three remaining members keeping it together. It was terrifying, she felt more scared now than she did when her village was attacked. Ren had almost completely shut down, sitting at the dining table with his head in his hands, muttering to himself repeatedly about how he failed his team leader.

Pyrrha had shut down, laying in her bed, face blank save for some shock, unmoving. Nora was caught between trying to get Ren to snap out of it, and trying to rouse Pyrrha from her catatonic state. If Ren got himself together everything would be fine, she reminded herself for the tenth time, he'd know just what to do and they'd go save Jaune and they'd be a team again, right as rain.

Even she knew that it was a false hope, hope nonetheless but it did nothing to temper the reality of what was going on outside. The courtyard that their dorm overlooked had become a chaotic mess of people, professional huntsmen being flown in and soldiers gearing up for a counter strike. But worse of all were the students, the men who had left for the disastrous mission flocking in small groups as they attempted to draw strength from one another.

She noted many members of individual teams talking with their teammates, asking for details, information, anything that could save the trapped men. From what she had heard, a fourth of the students on the trip, including Jaune, Sun, and Neptune, had been taken. There was a lot of chatter going on between the teachers, she had also heard through the grape vine that Port was already arming himself for a rescue mission, solo if need be, while Oobleck had begun to devise countermeasures for the Grimm. Ozpin himself was unavailable for comment, secluding himself away in his office with General Ironwood and Ruby's uncle Qrow.

She tore herself away from the window and walked briskly to her partner and crush. She kneeled down beside him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder and leaning in slightly.

"Ren, please," she began in a motherly tone, talking over his stifled mutterings. "I need you here with me. I can't keep this team together on my own, not without you and not without J-"

She stopped herself short, too afraid of what might happen if she dropped her team leader's name. "Pyrrha's completely out of it, please Ren I need you I can't do this for much longer. Please, pull it together!"

She held back a river of tears that threatened to explode, knowing that it wouldn't help to break down herself. Ren stopped his mutterings, looking up at her with a hollowed gaze that spoke of an unending guilt.

"Nora, I failed him." he whispered hoarsely.

"No, you couldn't have done anything. Not without being lost yourself." Nora told him resolutely, fixing her features. "But I need you here and now, we need to be there to go get Jaune. Ren, Pyrrha isn't talking, isn't moving, and I can't be the only one to do this."

"I-I'm sorry Nora." Ren's voice wavered, the thought of losing another member of his family biting at his already monumental guilt. "I-I'll get it together I promise, just, please, stay by me."

Nora pulled her best friend into a hug, letting a few tears fall onto his shoulder before sniffing and pulling back. "I need to go talk with Ruby, see how she's doing. Try to get to Pyrrha, I'll help when I get back."

Nora walked out into the hallway, a few students shuffling about as they prepared to volunteer for the rescue mission. In Team RWBY's room she could hear the talking of various people. She cracked the door open a fraction, looking in and seeing Weiss's sister, Winter, talking to the rest of the team, Ruby was still a mess of smeared mascara and slight hiccups and the rest of her team didn't fare much better.

She gently knocked a few times, waiting for the invitation to come in.

"Who is it?" Weiss asked, Nora opened the door to reveal herself. "Oh, Nora, come in.

She did just that, shutting the door behind her softly and appraising the occupants. Winter's hair seemed slightly frayed, most likely a side effect of having to run around all day. Weiss put up an impassive facade, but Nora noticed a strain in her features and how tightly she seemed to ball up her skirt. Blake sat curled up on the upper bed, frowning and staring at the ground. Yang currently had her arm wrapped around Ruby, nodding in solidarity to Nora who returned the gesture. Ruby was a mess, worst than she had seen before. He sparse makeup had smeared, and she seemed to tremble slightly in the arms of her sister who whispered something in her ear in an attempt to make her field better.

"Anyways Winter, as you were saying." Weiss said, Winter clearing her throat.

"Of course, as of right now the plan is to sweep the area. Broodmother dens are known to be built in cave systems and surrounded by densely packed masses of newborn Grimm. Finding the source of these beasts shouldn't be the problem, the problem is breaking into it and retrieving the captured huntsmen. Broodmother's are smart, even newborn ones being more clever than an Alpha Beowolf. They'll have built the cave system with no end of traps and overlooking points perfect for ambushes, it'll be cramped as well, allowing for only a small number of hunters in at a time. Rest assured we will have the elite moving in to save these young men, but the problem is time."

"Time? What about it?" Nora spoke up, a worried crease in her forehead.

"The longer those men stay with the broodmothers, the worse they'll be when we retrieve them. Those disgusting creatures use a sort of fluid to sedate their victims, inhibiting rational thought and other cognitive functions. The issue is that if exposed to vast enough quantities in a short time span, the damage may be irreversible and the students unfit for huntsman duties."

Ruby moaned and Winter was quick to add. "Rest assured we will be most quick with the mission, in fact it should be setting out tomorrow afternoon and with the finest equipment Atlas has to offer."

"Tomorrow afternoon?!" Nora cried in disbelief. "B-But every moment we're not rescuing them they're being- I mean, the broodmothers they're..."

She trailed off, the looming fact of what was happening to her fellow students being too much to speak aloud. In all the time since the start of this nightmare, no one had been brave enough to address the elephant in the room: the men were being raped as they spoke. It was a bitter fact, one that had not dared been broached by any team who had lost a teammate or were within earshot of one.

Nora leaned against a wall, a cold feeling of nausea settling into her stomach. The thought of those disgusting creatures putting their hands all over their team leader made her want to vomit, she was tempted to join the rescue mission if only to serve up some retribution to those godless monsters. However, she wouldn't risk the remnants of her team falling apart without her.

She could only pray to every god that her team leader was ok...

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The broodmother who had been sucking every drop of cum out of him for the past hour sauntered away, her companion following suit. He was too weak to even move himself from his position, having been cemented into the floor. The Grimm rapist hadn't even bothered to give him another dose of that strange fluid, not that she needed to given the state he was in. The blonde night wheezed as he turned to his companion, Rody had curled up on the floor, stuck to the strange ichor just as he was.

"Rody..." Jaune breathed weakly. "I-I can't keep..."

He lacked the strength to continue, however Rody seemed to understand. Giving him a haunting look as he leaned back. "We're never getting out of here, it's too much, we lack the strength."

A shout from down the hall drew their attention. "Fuck off of me! Get the fuck off of me!"

It was a voice he recognized, if distantly, and he felt the edgings of a person pervade his memory. Blue hair, a dance. Whoever he was the poor man fared no better, so the two huntsmen turned back to each other.

"I can't believe this shit is even happening." Rody whispered, shaking his head hopelessly. "What the fuck did we do to deserve this."

A stray thought entered his head, and Jaune felt tears bristle in his eyes. "How the fuck am I ever going to face my team after this?"

Rody seemed to hear him, for the young man's head dropped further and he lied motionless. The very thought of having to look his team in the eye, with his crushed masculinity and pride as a huntsman shattered, was too much. He'd never be worthy of his warrior ancestors, they wouldn't have gotten raped by Grimm unlike a weak piece of shit like him. Gods, the idea of having to face his father knocked whatever fight he had left out of him.

He sank into the floor, eyes closing in an attempt to get some sleep...

2 hours later...

He was awoken with a shutter, a pained groan escaping his roommates mouth as a different looking broodmother picked him up in a bridal style. She gently laid him into the wall, caressing his shaft and balls with a smile. She had short black hair, spiked up and very boyish to the point that had she not had a very clear set of breasts and a vagina, he might have wondered if she was a girl. As Rody got a good look at his face he began to thrash wildly, howling at the monster before him every threat he could imagine.

"My fucking partner! How dare you! I'll fucking kill ya!" he roared, trying in vain to headbutt the broodmother.

Instead the fake huntress lifted a tentacle, and, with almost a roll of its eyes, stuffed it down the still shrieking boy's throat. His cries of anger, though muffled, didn't cease as his throat contorted to make room for the slimy appendage. Jaune looked away, nauseous as his friend's struggles became weaker before finally subsiding into nothing more than a faint twitch.

Then another broodmother entered the room, he wasn't sure if it was "his" broodmother, but instead of looking like his partner he felt another wave of nausea as the distorted visage of Nora Valkyrie sauntered into the room. Jaune forced his face into the floor, refusing to look at the Grimm doppelganger anymore, however his mistress seemed to have different plans.

The broodmother tore him from the floor, pushing him against the wall and smiled, a black tentacle sprouting from her back and dangling in front of him. A spark of defiance lit inside him, and Jaune opened his mouth to accept. "Nora" smiled even wider and began to slither the tentacle into his mouth, but as soon as the disgusting appendage filled his mouth the blonde knight bit down as hard as possible.

He didn't bite through it, whatever it was made of was too dense. instead he felt his teeth sink in and a dribble of fluid fill his mouth. It didn't have any real taste, but the fluid itself was surprisingly cold, like ice water, for something that made him feel so warm. The Grimm didn't shriek of begin to flail, instead it hissed a pained breath and tore the tentacle free. It stared disapproving down at its mate, debating whether to seriously punish him for his act before deciding that since he had given her such strong broods she'd keep him in one piece.

Tentacles slithered up the young man's legs, restraining them and putting his still flaccid cock on display. The broodmother, with her familiar looks, giggled as she ran a finely manicured nail over the young man's balls before cupping them gently. She squeezed gently, eliciting a gasp and a sudden bout of thrashing from the young man who cursed at her loudly.

"Bad boy." the broodmother growled, a sultry grin on her face.

She took the huntsman's dick and began to stroke it, Jaune holding back moans and gasps as much as possible. As she jerked the young man off, she leaned in a danced her tongue over his nipple, breaking Jaune's control and drawing out a moan. It was then she struck, shoving a tentacle into the young man's mouth, thick enough to prevent him from biting down but not deep enough to halt his breathing. Instead she had gagged him with a black tentacle, the boy's cries of pleasure muffled by the pulsing appendage.

The Grimm drew up behind her mate, stroking his cock lovingly as she sighed into his ear. Jaune screwed his eyes shut, trying to take his mind off the pleasure but to no avail as more moans came forth. The creature picked up its speed, rapidly pumping his dick and feeling it twitch and swell in her hands, Jaune resumed his thrashings but made it no further than before. As she continued Jaune could feel his orgasm cumming, he tried to back at the appendage in his move, dismount the creature, or just try and keep himself from cumming.

But, in the end, the broodmother gave him little choice. Jaune's orgasm came, a burst of cum shooting forth and onto the blackened walls, the bound boy moaned pleasurably as the creature's pace picked up even more. Still sensitive from the previous orgasm, the creature pumped the Arc's shaft as the boy's cries grew louder and more pitiful as they were muffled by the gag.

"Bad boy." the creature repeated, sucking on his neck.

The torture continued, three more orgasms in a row without a single break. By the time the last had came and went, Jaune had lost all fight left within him, his dick ached for some relief from the beatings but the creature offered none. Instead, "Nora" flipped him over with a distorted giggle and placed herself over his flaccid dick, Jaune screwing his eyes tighter. Without warning, a surge of fluid erupted from the tentacle, so fast and sudden that he nearly choked but whatever it was was designed to simply flow down the throat.

And that it did, every hefty gulp straightening his penis into action. Once he was nice and hard again, the creature dropped itself unceremoniously onto the shaft, slamming itself down on the boy's pelvis with deafening strength. Still gagged, Jaune cried in pain as the creature dropped itself onto his erection, her incredibly tight passage creating a shocking mix of pleasure and pain.

Smirking with satisfaction, the creature tightened its hold on the boy's cock, crushing it and causing the boy to let out a muted scream of pain. Even so, the creature's pace never slowed or lessened in its intensity. She rode the boy harshly, binding him with more tentacles as it savagely violated him, slowly forcing him to another shellshocked orgasm.

Jaune let out one last saddened cry as he came, filling the creature's womb with thick bursts of seed. The broodmother donned a depraved smile as it trailed a finger down the boy's chest, eliciting a small tremor in the huntsman. Almost casually she rose, picking him up with her using the tentacles wrapped around him and kissing the young man's cheek. She wiped a small tear that rolled down the boy's cheek and softly put it in her mouth.

Hefting him up, she pulled his legs apart and aimed his half-stiff cock at her slit. Jaune, getting the idea of what she was doing, shook his head wildly as he tried to beg for something the tentacle. The broodmother shushed him and instead slammed the boy upwards into her moist cavern, humping him violently in a sick reversal of a missionary position. Whatever vestiges of pride as a man left in Jaune Arc shriveled and died in that moment as he softly cried, violated continuously by a beast that neither cared nor wanted to stop.

She kept him like that for a few minutes, scouring his memories while they were coupled together and found a particular saucy position the boy liked. She dumped him on the ground, and straddled the boy in an awkward position. She shifted his legs up into the air, above her shoulders as she pinned him to the floor with her weight, humping his pulsating shaft in another reversal of a mating press.

The boy moaned, ashamed that he was beginning to enjoy it more, but the broodmother had one last trick of up its sleeve. She leaned forward, pinning him tighter as she trailed her tongue across the boy's chest and nipples, enjoying his squirming. Idly she removed the tentacle in his mouth, the boy beginning to beg for forgiveness almost immediately. The creatures seemed to ponder for a moment, a finger on her chin before smirking and slamming herself down, picking up the pace to an inhuman level as she brought him to another mind-breaking orgasm.

She rose, letting the limp form of the boy lie on the floor beneath her. Gently, she scooped him up and laid him into the wall, kissing him softly on the forehead as he whimpered.

As she left the room, followed by her friend who had just finished, Jaune could hear her say. "Good boy."