Jaune Arc's Guide to (Barely) Surviving Women - Neo's Playtime

Extra chapter. These ones aren't paid for by the commissioner but I figured some people would be interested anyway. These will likely be exclusive here on , so thanks to everyone for supporting.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jaune woke up tied to a chair. That normally would've been a cause of panic, and it was, but the familiar scent of vanilla and the giggling voice behind him calmed him down somewhat. It probably shouldn't have, all things considered, but it did.

"Neo..." Jaune let out a small breath. At least he knew he wasn't going to get killed. He looked down to find his hands and legs tied down to the chair's limbs with thick rope. He moved them experimentally, though he knew that there wasn't much of a chance of getting out. From what Roma told him before, Neo was particularly good with knots. For some reason, Roma looked away when Jaune asked if it was because of their criminal stuff.

Well, he knew why now...

He was naked too, though that was hardly worth mentioning. Clothes tended to be rid of quickly whenever Neo came for one of her visits. He'd started going shirtless when she came in particularly horny one night and outright tore his clothes off.

"So, uh...how've you been?" Jaune asked. He couldn't see her face, but he could imagine her contemplative look followed by a shrug. Neo didn't much care for the whole 'talking' thing. And no, that wasn't a crack at her muteness. She could talk just fine - according to Roma, she even did stand-up comedy - she just...preferred to let their bodies do the talking, as the saying went.

Still, this was new even for her. Neo wasn't one for foreplay or beating around the bush. If she saw something she liked, she took it; regardless if it was objects or people. Jaune has happened to be one of the things that got her attention.

"Did I...do something to make you mad?" He didn't think he did, but one never knew with Neo.

She walked slowly in front of him and smirked. That could mean he was about to have a good time or get murdered; he hoped it was the former. She hummed and placed a hand on his right thigh, fingers creeping closer to his crotch. Unlike him, she was still fully clothed, though in some ways, that made her more attractive, at least in his opinion. The clothes hugged the curves of her body and her jacket was unbuttoned enough to show a generous view of her cleavage.

Neo was beautiful, and like always, his eyes were drawn to her breasts. They were pretty noticeable given her short size and she loved to use them whenever she played with him.

The short woman looked him in the eyes and, without breaking their gaze, slowly began to unbutton her jacket the whole way. Jaune was the first to look away when he heard the second button pop and his cock began to stand at attention as more and more of her pale, flawless skin was exposed. Especially when it became clear that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Her small, pink nipples were already pointed with arousal.

Neo was pretty and she knew it, something she relished having over him. Sometimes she'd send him risque photos on his scroll in the middle of class, but it was always a prelude to what they did after the day was done.

Neo raised her breasts with both hands and smirked. His cock was hard and ready now, just begging to be touched. Neo looked down at the ten-inch rod and slowly brought her breasts closer. Too slow. His cock twitched, desperate and needy for her touch. Neo smirked and stopped moving, her boobs just a scant few inches away from making contact. So close, and yet...

"N-Neo, come on..." He tried to scoot forward, but the chair refused to budge.

She moved again, but only to poke his twitching cock with her nipples. She slowly ran the pink buds up and down the vascular underside and smiled viciously at the way he reacted. Panting, red-faced, and squirmed desperately in his seat. Neo knew the effect she had on him and she relished it.

Her boobs squished tantalizingly against his cock and he hissed. She always did this. Start off slow and teasing to drive him crazy with want and then have him do something so she'd continue. The first time, and many times after that, it was because she wanted him to reciprocate. The sixty-nine position was a favorite of hers, and he'd gotten better at knowing what she liked. At other times she simply wanted him to beg, holding off on giving him release till he was practically mad with desire.

"Fuck, Neo...!" He panted when she poked both nipples against the rubbery head of his shaft. Her smile had turned into a grin now, the gesture all teeth.

And then she pulled back. Jaune shot forward and looked down at Neo like she'd just stabbed him. The ice-cream-themed woman stuck out her tongue and laughed silently at his utterly shameless look of want. He didn't care if he looked desperate; he absolutely was. And who wouldn't be in his position?

"Neo..." He croaked, trying to scoot forward again. The chair refused to budge and Neo looked on in amusement as he struggled helplessly against the ropes keeping his hands and legs bound.

She giggled and made a show of slowly licking her lips. And then, with the same deliberate slowness as before, she raised her right pointer finger and pressed it against the base of his rock-hard shaft. Jaune hissed as she very, very slowly dragged it up the whole length and stopped when she reached the tip. She wiped the bead of pre-cum from his leaking tip and, after making sure their eyes met, sucked her finger. Neo made sure to lick the fingertip clean before removing it from her mouth with a loud pop.

Gods, he just wanted to shove his cock into her mouth...

"D-Do you want me to beg? Cause I am! Please keep going! I'll do anything!" She crossed her arms and just kept smiling, managing to be completely in control despite being on her knees, "I'll do anything you want! Seriously! Just please..."

Neo smirked and patted his knee as if saying 'good boy'. She fully shucked off her jacket now, leaving her in nothing but her pants and boots, and leaned forward once. Jaune held his breath ande released it once she wrapped her boobs around his cock, enveloping the rod in an all-too-familiar warmth.

"Oh..." Jaune sighed in relief as Neo lazily rubbed her boobs up and down his prick. It always went like this, he told himself. She'd start slow and then slowly pick up the pace once she made him do what she wanted.

Except...it never happened. She continued the boobjob at the same lazy pace and made no motion to demand anything. Jaune struggled against the ropes again even though he knew it was in vain, "N-Neo, what do you want me to do?" he asked. She hummed and paid him no mind, "Seriously, I get it. You win. You always win. What do you want me to do? I'll do it."

Again, she ignored him. Jaune's struggles worsened, his body twisting to and fro. Neo placed her arms on top of his thighs and pressed down to keep him still. She clicked her tongue and made sure to look up and meet his gaze before she started alternating her movements, raising one boob and leaving the other to settle over the base. Once one went down the other went up. Again, and again, and again.

Torture. This was torture, she was sure of it. She continued the languid pace, slowly but surely building up to the climax. His balls churned with seed and he closed his eyes, imagining coating her pretty face in white.

He was just about to reach his climax when Neo suddenly stopped. Jaune's eyes shot up and he jerked forward forward again at the sudden loss of contact. Neo was standing again and looked down at him with a sadistic smirk, "N-Neo...?" She unbuttoned her pants and slowly shimmied them down, taking off her boots as she went. She stood there in all her glory in nothing but her pink lace panties. Panties that did little to hide how aroused she was.

"Mmm." She moaned softly and traced two fingers up and down her pussy lips through the pink fabric. The smell of her perfume made him lightheaded even through his arousal and he leaned his head forward thinking oral was what she wanted. With her other hand, she stopped his head with ease and made him watch as she got herself off with the same lazy pace she used for him.

"Neo, come on. I get it already." His voice was weak and raspy with arousal, "What do you want?"

Neo let go of his head and made a show of tapping her chin contemplatively. He was about to ask again when she shattered like glass. He looked around briefly before a pair of soft hands covered his eyes. Was he supposed to guess who it was? She always liked her games. He opened his mouth and screamed when a bundled-up piece of cloth was shoved inside and gagged him.

The faint taste of something sweet made it obvious exactly what it was. Jaune groaned and tried to push the wadded-up panties out of his mouth. Neo giggled and traced her fingers through his abs. She always loved that part of him. From what he gathered, it was because most men in Vale, Mistral, and Atlas tended towards leaner physiques. Having someone who broke the trend was appealing to her.

Neo danced around him till she was kneeling in front of his aching cock again. He knew better than to beg and only watched silently (not that he had much choice) as she repeated her previous actions. She slowly inched her tits upwards, doing slowly enough that he couldn't cum. The same feeling from before bubbled to the surface and he grit his teeth. Close, he was so damn close-

She stopped. Jaune shouldn't have been surprised, but he cried out all the same. He tried to speak through the makeshift gag and free his hands while Neo just smirked, waiting for the tension to die down. Sure enough, it did without the needed stimulation, and then she repeated the slow and lazy boobjob.

He lost count of how many times she did it; slowly pushing him to his peak and stopping just before he could reach it. By the end of it all, his head was lolled back and he could only look up blankly at the ceiling with frustrated tears at the sides of his eyes while Neo smothered his aching prick one more time. Sadist. She was absolutely sadistic. He knew that already, but somehow he was still surprised by how far she went.

He was so out of it that he almost didn't notice the telltale shattering glass sounds. Jaune's head lolled back and saw that his hands and legs were untied. Neo was gone, and in her place were scattered photos strewn across the floor. Jaune pulled the soaked panties out of his mouth and reached a shaky hand out to one of the pictures that had something scribbled on the top.

"Have fun :3"

The picture he was holding had an image of Neo with a cock - his cock - between her breasts and her mouth sucking on his tip. The other pictures were much the same. The time she'd sandwiched his rod between her asscheeks, another when he'd hilted himself fully into her tight cunt...so many pictures of all the times she'd 'played' with him. When the hell did she have time to take pictures, he wondered.

Have fun, she said. He raised a hand weakly and gripped his aching cock. Neo was watching him, he was sure of it, but right now he didn't care. All he wanted was some gods damned relief, "Fuck..." He jerked his cock with one hand while the other stared at the pictures. As frustrated as he was, in more ways than one, all he could think about was Neo. The pictures didn't help.

He closed his eyes and imagined it all. Neo on her knees and taking his shaft in her mouth. She'd lick up slowly, leaving a trail of saliva on the warm flesh, before showing the flank of the towering penis with gentle kisses. Despite her usual behavior, there were times she could be gentle. He wondered if she acted that way just to make the moments like this hit all that much harder.

It didn't take him long to peak. Jaune let out a relieved breath as a torrent of cum shot out of his slit, splattering the photo he held in his hand along with the floor. The sweaty blonde panted and winced at how sticky his hand felt. That was...a lot, but Neo had been edging him for gods only knew how long.

Most of the photos were stained, though he picked them up all the same. Knowing Neo, she'd get offended if he threw them away. Not that he would. Cum-splattered or not, the pictures weren't something he was willing to treat as a one-and-done, "Ugh..." He frowned down at the white marks on the floor and resolved to clean it up after a shower. He needed to clear his head.

He got a hot shower ready and was ready to finally calm down when the sounds of shattered glass came from behind. It was quickly followed by a giggle and slender arms wrapping around his midsection, hands slowly but surely trailing down to his still-limp cock.

Jaune sighed and prepared himself for another round. He knew for a fact that Neo wouldn't take no for an answer.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Poor Jaune. Then again, Neo is a sadist, so he really shouldn't be surprised.