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It was a Friday afternoon and class was the last place Jaune Arc wanted to be. He played with his pencil, tapping to the beats to one of the levels from Sonic the Hedgehog as he pondered on the next course of action. He knew that after school, his favorite comic book store, The Final Frontier, was doing a "buy one, get two free" sale. His eyes pondered on getting the special edition of The World God Only Knows along with Assassination Classroom and Birdy the Mighty. The latter was a special edition, but he knew that such a gem wasn't going to come back anytime soon. The curse and fallacy of living in the post-nineties era.

The tapping of the pencil was interrupted when his teacher came in front of him. He looked at her. She displayed the smug expression whenever he got distracted from one of her lessons. Her glasses titled to the bottom of her nose. Her crystal blue eyes narrowed at the blonde. Her hands were on her hips. He complimented to himself that the way she positioned her body, she looked like a model trophy. In a different light, if his professor wasn't a teacher, then her position could have been an actress, an idol, or even a race queen in the Japan Grand Prix. No, she replaced it with the "x" amount of years of earning her degree and making instruction boring.

Or for Jaune's case, pure hell.

"Mr. Arc, do you care to explain why you are distracted." Her voice was low, which relieved Jaune. If the case was different, the students around him would shake in their boots. She had a voice that was deeply pitched. So much so, that she was nicknamed, the Soul Piercer. A name that entered the rumor mill and those who were in the know of Beacon Academy were aware of her reputation. Not bad for a first-year teacher.

He placed his pencil down. He turned to his teacher. "I wasn't trying to be distracted. I know we are at study hour, but I was thinking of other things." He didn't want to lie. Lying would have resulted in consequences. This teacher was very familiar with Jaune's quirks, patterns, and the like. Like how he flinches when he was about to sneeze. If he tapped his shoes, he was becoming impatient. Or right now when he swayed or tapped his pencil, he was bored.

She pursed her lips. She kneeled in front of his desk to have a leveled view with her student. "You know this is your eighth time this week of your 'distraction,' Mr. Arc."

"My apologies, Professor Dash. I don't want to do anything that invokes punishment."

Professor Dash, or the Soul Piercer, had other intricate ways of demanding students' respect. It didn't take much to have them run laps around the campus for an entire class period. It wasn't hard for her to have students hold buckets of water until the end of the day. Phone calls were a must after the punishment. Jaune can remember one particular incident when he wrote a note to remind Lie Ren about something and she intercepted it. His punishment was to clean the classroom floor with a sponge. Following the cleanup, she informed his parents. His video games and manga were taken. He was grounded for a week.

"You have too much on your brain, Mr. Arc," she told him. "I have displayed much mercy on you. Your small infractions, these minor punishments. If I were to report this to Ozpin, then you can have a mark." She lowered her eyebrows. "Is that what you want, Mr. Arc."

Jaune scanned the room. Everyone was facing forward. No one dared to glance or bat an eye when Professor Dash had her eyes on a target. Even Cardin and Sky wouldn't click a tongue. He glared at the woman who sat in the front of the classroom. She looked like an exact image of him for she was a replica. His twin sister, Joan, put her finger to her lips. When she did that, she instructed him to do whatever Professor Dash told him. Just as he averted his eyes, he was met with the grip on his chin. "Are you testing my patience, Mr. Arc?"

"No, ma'am," he said. He kept his eyes closed. However, he felt a little pinch to the chin.

"You must show a little respect to a woman. You know it is rude to look away," she told him.

"Please forgive me, Professor Dash," he said quietly.

She let go of her grip. She stood up back to her level. She glanced the class to see if they were following their directions. It wasn't hard during study hour. It was the last part of the day before heading home. She loved it, seeing the students doing her bidding. She admired it, craved it, and most of all, enjoyed it. If she would have known that being a teacher could do that, she would have abandoned her career as a delinquent many years before.

She came around. She positioned herself behind Jaune. Jaune felt the tension and the thickness of the pressure as she put herself beside him. "Do I intimidate you, Mr. Arc?"

The scent of her lemon scent perfume entranced his nostrils. It didn't help that her soft gentle hands were gliding on his shoulder. Her breasts were at his back. She was too close for comfort to be teacher and student.

"You must answer me or else, I think you were trying to rebel," she said to him.

"No, I am not scared, I mean, no, ma'am. Nothing at all," he told Professor Dash.

Professor Dash scanned the area. She noticed that Jaune always looked at a certain direction. Immediately, she locked eyes with the source. Joan Arc, his sister. She was a strong woman, in a way. However, she was somewhat timid and meek. She always watched over her twin. Professor Dash fixed her lips. She thought of making things with Jaune interesting.

"Jaune," she said in an alluring tone. She pointed to Joan. "Is she the source of your distraction?" She gently placed her hand between his legs. Gently, she rubbed and caressed his penis. The feeling of her hands and the friction of his slacks was slowly waking up his penis. "She is just a gem, Mr. Arc, but that is your sister." She blew into his ear. "That can be quite a problem."

"Professor," he whispered without alerting the other students. "This isn't the right place or the…" She interrupted him by putting her finger in between his lips. "You have such soft lips. Have anyone told you that? Or did your sister said that?" In an attempt to move away from her, he moved as if he was trying to adjust. Angered by his action, she pinched the phallus. He gritted his teeth as the pain bolted throughout his body. His eyes watered and his face spasm.

"You must not move when you are being punished," she told him. "Otherwise, I will inform Ozpin and you will get another black mark. Understand?" Hoping no one noticed, he finally submitted to Professor Dash's bidding. "Glad you can see my way. Think of it as re-education, my delinquent student you."

Slowly, she shifted her hand up and down his valley until she felt the arousal of his dick. Smiling, she began gripping it faster. She made a quiet whisper only the two would understand. "Don't worry about the others. The fear of Oum is placed upon them. What you need to do is to get hard, get wet, and enjoy my show, my little blondie."

It was humiliating. He was receiving a handjob in public where people could possibly see. The nerve of Professor Dash, he thought. However, as his mind was protesting against it, his body was agreeing.

As must he tried to resist, his body was the victor. His tenseness relaxed as he had allowed Professor Dash permission to continue. She continued to instruct the class as she played with his dick. She would either go fast or slow; using her two fingers, or her whole hand.

When she saw Jaune's pre-cum swelling in his pants, she intensified her grip. He tried to keep his composure through his ordeal, but to no avail. Although it was humiliating, he tried to convince himself that it was horrible. However, the pleasure was outdoing his judgment.

"Joan," she called aloud. "Step to the front and read the paragraph that we were working on earlier."

The twin obeyed. She stepped from her seat and presented herself to the front of the class. Before she could speak the first word, she turned beet red when seeing the scene. It wasn't apparent to those who were focusing on their work. However, she knew what the professor was doing to Jaune. She began reading. Her voice was harsh. She was feeling harsh. Upset that the professor had the audacity to engage an act in front of her, in the classroom of all places.

Meanwhile, what bothered him was when Joan was looking at him. Was she suspicious, he thought to himself. He did not want anyone to know. Whatever had Jaune thought, it must have transferred to Professor Dash's mind because she was going faster.

Jaune groaned from his throat, covering his mouth to not let the others hear. His breath was shortening. Knowing that climax was approaching, he tried to take his mind away from it.

It was until Professor Dash whispered in his ear.

"Look at her dead in her eye when you cum. Cum while you look at your sister," she told him as she bit into his ear. He lightly cried out as he erupts his load inside of his slacks. Each time he spurted, she gently rubbed his dick. Once it subsided, so did the pleasure. Caught up in the afterglow, he leaned on his shoulder.

"Well done, Jaune. I am proud of you," she whispered. "You served your punishment. All is forgiven."

"Thank you, Professor," he responded in a whisper. "Thank you for having mercy."

"That will be all, Ms. Arc," she told the startled twin. "You may take your seat."

A few seconds later, the bell rang. Students immediately rushed to the literal hell out of Professor Dash's class. Jaune decided to stay a bit. He wanted to wait until the stains were to dry. He would pick the day to wear khaki slacks.

Professor Dash was erasing the board until she saw a remaining student. She paused, seeing the disgruntled Joan staring daggers at her professor.

"Is something the matter, Mrs. Arc?"

Joan tightened her fist and proceeded to aim for Professor Dash. However, it was intercepted when Professor Dash grabbed her by her underarms and held her there.

"Damn you, Jan," Joan told Professor Dash. "The nerve of you doing embarrassing things to Jaune. And at class of all places."

Still holding on to Joan, Professor Dash answered. "Not my fault that Jaune wanted to get distracted. He knows the rules. No matter what, he has to get punished." She dropped Joan to the floor.

"You could've waited until we got home," she shouted to Professor Dash. "Just because you are our oldest sister doesn't mean you could embarrass him. What if you got caught?"

Professor Dash, or Jan, was digging in her ear. She rubbed her fingers before flicking it. "Doing it at home sucks sometimes. I like the action in the classroom. Makes things exciting."

Jaune finally intervene. "Guys, calm down." Both sisters stood at attention when he spoke. "Jan was doing what Jan does best. She can't help it." He turned to Joan. "And Joan, thank you for always looking out for me."

Joan blushed when hearing her brother speak. She bowed. "Thanks, little brother."

"Well, ladies. I don't know about you guys, but there is a sale I need to catch." He turned to Professor Dash. "May I borrow your sweatshirt to cover my shame."

She giggled as she gave it to him. "No problem, brat." She slapped his butt as he waved them goodbye.

Professor Dash (or Jan) and Joan were alone in the classroom. They turned to each other.

"Is it me or his ass is getting bigger," asked Jan.

"Yeah, it is," answered Joan.

She grabbed the keys and handed it to Joan. "Go to the gym and find the smallest gym clothes you can find. If you work with me, we can tag team him."

"Deal," said Joan as she hurriedly left the classroom.

"And find a one-piece swimsuit he can wear. I have a wig that we can possibly play lesbian with."

Jaune has a lot at stake. Please stay tuned for more in the next chapter. To be continued….

Jaune Arc: Party of Eight

Cast of Characters

Professor Jan Dash (nee Arc): A 28-year-old former delinquent and divorcee after discovering her husband's affair with another woman. After serving a few months in jail for assault with a deadly weapon, she decided to use her college degree to find a job. Because of her background and common street knowledge, she found a position being a teacher at Beacon Academy. She and her siblings live in a townhome nearby the Academy. Despite being the oldest, she isn't the head person of the household. She is a sadist and doesn't mind showing to her siblings, especially to Jaune.

Jeanette Arc: A 25-year-old office clerk working for the village of Vale. The Mother Hen, she is head of the household and the voice of reason of the Arc household. She tries to keep a leveled head when dealing with the family, but she doesn't mind a squabble from time to time. Reading is her leisure and enjoys wine and traveling. Her secret is she writes fanfiction depicting Jaune in boys' love.

Joan Arc: A 18-year-old student and the eldest twin of Jaune Arc. She is overly protective of Jaune and she cares for him dearly. She often reminds him when he is forgetful and both share the love of anime and manga. She wants Jaune to be the best huntsman he can be so that she can be the perfect housewife for him. She even has search places where siblings can legally marry.

Jenna Arc: A 17-year-old student and high school dropout. She works at a bookstore. She has her high school equivalency diploma and is saving up for college. Jenna is openly bisexual and isn't afraid to express it. She is a tomboy, athletic, and loves roller derby. She is in a relationship with her girlfriend but is never afraid to involve Jaune in the fray. She often expresses to her siblings that she has a girlfriend and her boyfriend is Jaune. She is also the lazy member of the siblings.

Julie Arc: A 13-year-old student and the quiet member of the group. She speaks when she wants to and tends to come when unexpected. She loves her brother and can be frequently found under her bed or any place Jaune could be. She has a calendar to count the days until she is legal to be with her brother. An avid reader and an accomplished writer. She is also a protector to her younger sisters, Junko and Joey.

Junko Arc: A 10-year-old student. Despite being labeled a child prodigy, she is a gamer and an aspiring mangaka. Most of her time is in her room working on manga and playing video games. She is highly protective of her merchandise and highly protective of Jaune. She is a tsundere with a brother complex. She keeps close of her younger sister, Joey.

Joey Arc A 6-year-old student. She is nicknamed Jaune's Shadow or his little Kickapoo. It was Jaune that named her Joey. She is gifted when it comes to swords, but the siblings are cautious when the day comes she might misuse them. She is calm-natured but has a mean streak if anyone ate any of her snacks. If any of the siblings hurt Jaune, then their feelings were going to be hurt. She is a lowkey yandere. Be aware of her hair clip!

To be continued….