Glynda Smut

>You are Anonymous

>Leader of Team ANDY

>A band of irrational fuckwits

>And you wouldn't have it any other way

>And you're in deep shit

>And for once it's not the fault of any of your teammates

>You wield a Revolver with a bayonet

>The grip can be turned so that it sits parallel with the barrel

>To make it easy to grip when the bayonet turns into a mother fucking sword!

>A sword chambered in, what? .44 Magnum?

>More like .44...Dumbnum. Heh. Nailed it.

>.454 Casull? More like .454 Casual. Huehuehue.

>Nope, this motherfucker is chambered in .500 Magnum

>It's not an open casket funeral, to say the least

>It puts HOLES in things. BIG HOLES.

>And that's kinda the reason you're in the situation you're presently in...

>You ordered some high powered rounds through a catalog

>REALLY high power

 

>Anyways, one bottle of booze led to another, things happened, and you fired off a round

>And those bullets penetrate

>Like... REALLY PENETRATE

>They went through a wall and blew off the head of a statue

>Drunk you thought it was pretty fucking cool

>Sober you still thinks it's pretty fucking cool

>Except for the getting in deep shit part

>Now you await judgement outside Glynda's office

>"Come in, Anonymous."

>Speak of the devil

>"Take a seat. Let's get down to business."

"I just wanna get this over as soon as possible."

>"You and I both..."

>She pulls out some paperwork

>"Let's see... Sneaking alcohol onto Beacon grounds, disorderly conduct, discharge of weapons on Beacon grounds, resisting the security guard, damage to school property... The list goes on."

>You didn't know what to say

 

>"Anonymous, you and your merry team of misfits have been quite a nuisance, there was your one teammate, Yadira, setting Weiss of team RWBY on fire with white phosphorus, Norman using a tree for target practice with a rocket launcher... The list goes on."

>You prepare for the worst

>"Normally these actions would be met with a swift expulsion from Beacon, but you and your team have shown exemplary performance against the Grimm in the field, so we would like to keep you around."

"So I'm not being punished?"

>"Oh we're still going to punish you. You'll be helping to fix the damages caused, as well as helping with janitorial duties and other such chores around Beacon."

"I...Yeah I suppose that's fair. I know it probably doesn't mean much to you, but I'm sorry for the trouble myself, and my teammates have caused. I take full responsibility for mine and their actions."

>"If there's one thing I appreciate about you, Anonymous, is your loyalty to your team. I understand that they're a difficult bunch to lead, and it's admirable that you would take the fall for their actions. I can't imagine the damage your teammates would be causing if you weren't such a good team leader. You're what's made them as strong as they are."

"Th-Thanks..."

 

>"I was surprised it was you who did this, I was expecting it to be one of your teammates, you're normally more well behaved, if a bit disorderly at times."

"Yeah, Vodka kinda throws that out the window."

>"Anyways, I-"

>You hear the door to her office creak open

>"Can I help you, Ozpin?"

>"I'm just stepping out for awhile. You'll keep an eye on things, I assume?"

>"Of course."

>"Thanks, I'll be back later."

>The door shuts

>"Now, where was I..."

>"Anonymous... If you perform for me a small favor, I could perhaps go a bit easier on your punishment."

"Hell, I'll do anything if it makes things easier for me."

>"Anything? That's good."

>You hear the sound of a door locking behind you

>Glynda looks at you and slowly takes off her glasses

>"You see, I'm pent up in this office at almost all hours of the day. A girls gotta have fun, y'know..."

>She starts unbuttoning her shirt and begins crawling over her desk towards you

>"I would love nothing more than for you to make me your little bitch, Anonymous."

>Wow, okay. This is sudden.

>She turns around and bends over

>She's not wearing any panties

>Oh my that's lovely

>You stand up and give her ass a firm slap

>Her whole body quivers at the sensation

 

>Before you can do anything else she gets off her desk and slowly strips you down

>You like where this is going

>She grabs you by the shoulders and turns you so that you're facing away from her

>What is she-

>She slaps you on the ass

>HARD

>Bitch has a strong-ass hand

>That is going to leave a mark

>"I had you there for a moment? Didn't I? I'm the one who's supposed to be punishing you, remember?"

>You're not sure you like where this is going

>She swipes what few objects that were on her desk on to the floor below

>She goes behind the desk and pulls out an...

>Emergency supply kit?

>She opens up the small plastic case, containing rations similar to what the military has, some basic medical supplies...

>And "Emergency" rope

>The label actually has quotes around the "Emergency" part

>...That ain't no rock climbing rope

>She opens up the small package and pulls out some bright pink rope

>She pushes you on to the desk and begins binding you

>It's a bit awkward how she secures you, but she finds a way

 

>You wriggle your hands and legs

>Yeah you're not getting out of this easily

>She slowly begins to strip out of her clothes

>You awkwardly tilt your head up from the surface of the desk

>She looks damn fine considering she's... How old is she again?

>Doesn't matter

>You see your member start to rise up

>She slowly makes her way towards you, and crawls up over you

>You feel her grinding her lips over your shaft

>And she begins to elicit small moans with each pass she makes over your shaft

>It mostly feels awkward to you as your dick is pushed into your waist

>She isn't giving any attention to the ahead

>She's fucking teasing you

>Her breathing becomes heavier

>It's actually starting to feel good

>You let out a small moan of your own

>And at the sound of this she stops

>Oh god why did she have to stop

 

>She begins sliding her way up towards you

>She presses her breasts in your face

>Oh god they are amazing

>They're not as good as Yang's

>But still, pretty fucking nice

>She slides up closer and closer

>You know where this is going

>She sits just above your face

>And begins lowering herself down

>"Go on then, eat up~"

"As you wish, your maj-"

>She lowers herself right over your face

>You plunge your tongue inside her and begin wriggling it about

>It doesn't take long before she begins moaning

>She must be more pent up than she let on

>Her moans escalate

>You hope nobody can hear

>I guess this is why she waited for Ozpin to leave

>Her body begins to tremble as she reaches her edge

>She's lowering herself down even more

>Oh shit

>You can't breathe

>Your nose can't take in air well enough and your mouth is full of vagina

>You try to yell, and all that gets you is louder moans from her mouth

>You feel your arms begin to tense up

 

>You start pulling your arms

>The rope feels like it's starting to fray

>Your wrists hurt

>You give one final tug and the rope snaps

>She stops grinding your face to see what you were up to

>Before she could figure out what you were doing you violently push her off

>Oh sweet air, how you've longed for thee

>You begin to unbind your other limbs

>You look over to Glynda, sitting awkwardly on the floor

"Oh shit, are you okay? I-I'm sorry, I couldn't brea-"

>She looks up at you

>"I'm sorry... I couldn't control myself, but..."

>Eh?

>A smile grows over her face

>"I love a man who can take me by surprise like that. Maybe I've been a bit too hard on you."

>She stands up and begins strutting towards you

>She pushes you down onto her fancy chair

>Ooooh this thing is comfy

 

>She mounts you

>"As much as I enjoyed tying you down, maybe we should take it a bit easier."

>The both of you slowly begin gyrating your hips

>She wraps her arms around you and brings herself in close

>You wrap yours around her and hold her closer

>Her boobs feel pretty awesome against your chest

>She leans out a bit and looks you in the eyes

>And leans back in, giving you a small kiss

>Has this chick ever had a boyfriend?

>She leans back again, and you watch, hypnotized as her breasts bounce with each thrust you give

>Her moans become louder

>She pulls herself back in and buries her face in your shoulder

>Wrapping her arms around you as tight as she can

>She begins gyrating with more ferocity, bouncing herself up and down

>The chair starts to let out a small creak with each bounce she makes

>You use one hand and get a firm grip on her ass and use the other to feel up her breasts

>You would never be able to brag about it, but it felt good knowing you did it

>Soon enough you feel your lap become damp as Glynda lets loose a long, drawn out moan

>Good thing this chair is leather

 

>She goes limp in your arms

>You hold her close and take a moment to relax, enjoying each others body heat

>She lets out a sigh

>"You just fucked years of stress out of me."

>You let out a chuckle

>"It's been so long since I've been with another man, and my fingers get dull after awhile."

"I should cause trouble more often it seems."

>"Let's fix the damage you've caused first. We should get dressed, Ozpin will probably be back soon."

>The both of you straighten yourselves out and get dressed

>Glynda unlocks the door and you both seat yourselves again, making idle chit chat

>She says you won't have to help with janitorial work, but you'll still have to help fix up the damage you've caused

>Not long after, Ozpin walks in

>"Have you figured out a suitable punishment for our little troublemaker?"

>"Yes, Ozpin. I've worked something out. Anonymous will help with fixing the damage he has caused. We had... a long talk, he was very understanding."

>"I'm glad to hear it. You can start tomorrow, Anonymous.

>Great.

 

>A month later, all the repairs have been made.

>The head of the statue took the longest

>You had to learn how to sculpt

>You've learned your lesson though

>You reach your arm out and make a few small raps on the large wood door

>"Come in."

>"Hello, Anonymous. What brings you here?"

"I wanted to talk about... Extra curricular activities."

>You pull a pair of handcuffs out of your pocket and spin them around your index finger

>She removes her glasses

>You hear the door lock behind you

"It's your turn this time."