A Taste of Neopolitan (RWBY)

A Taste of Neopolitan (RWBY)

A/N: A Taste of Neopolitan was a commissioned one shot originally written back in March of 2022. Posting it here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: After Neo takes apart a group of thugs, the gang is sporting bruised bodies and bruised egos. When they hear she's at a nearby club, they take the opportunity to get some payback. But is all as it seems?

Themes: Public Sex, Humiliation, Gangbang

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"Yo, guys! You're gonna wanna hear this!"

The mood in the hideout is undeniably somber, when their youngest member rushes in. The gang, because that's quite literally what they are, all glance over at the young thug, some of their eyes narrowing in anger. He's way too... excited, like a fucking puppy who doesn't know how to read the room.

Before any of them can take him to task however, their leader speaks up with a grunt.

"What is it, boy?"

Something in his tone keeps the others silent. If the young thug doesn't have something really good, then the boss will deal with him personally. Even the brat recognizes that, flushing and squirming a bit under their leader's piercing gaze.

"A-Aha, well it's about that chick... the one you said took you guys apart the other night?"

The entire gang bristles at the reminder. They were a bunch of thugs, brought together by necessity. City Brigands, working to make a living for themselves at the expense of others. They were henchmen for hire, and the other night they'd been working what was supposed to be an easy gig, guarding some dust for a small time crime boss who was nevertheless larger potatoes then any of them could claim to be.

Unfortunately, they'd been fucked wrecked, all by one single half-pint of a woman with pink and brown hair and an irritating as fuck smile. Neopolitan, another criminal said to run with Torchwick's crew. More than that, she was said to be Torchwick's side piece, which meant they couldn't go after her. Not if they didn't want to tangle with Torchwick...

Sensing the mood growing worse, their youngest member quickly continues on.

"Look, I know you said she was protected by Torchwick... but she's all alone right now! Down at the club a few blocks away! Drinking at the bar! Neither Torchwick nor any of his crew are in sight!"

THAT gets the gang's attention. More importantly, it gets the leader's attention. Rising from his seat, the big beefy man, currently sporting a black eye, glares at the younger thug.

"You absolutely sure about that boy? S'not a trap?"

"Y-Yes sir! I mean, I-I'm sure sir! What point would there be in setting a trap for US, r-right? She already uh... well, ya know."

Yes, they all knew. And after a moment of thought, had to admit that the kid was probably right. Which meant this was their chance. This was their opportunity, to get some revenge.

"We're going down there. All of us."

"We gonna confront her, boss?"

"No. Didn't go so well for us last time, did it? And besides, I like that club. We'll play by their rules, heh..."

Wide, wicked grins spread across the faces of every man in the gang. Their youngest, newest member blinks, not quite picking up what the boss is putting down. But, sensing the mood in the room changing for the better, he grins all the same, right along with the rest of them.

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Now, the whole club knows what's happening, and are watching Neo get fucked. The crowd laughs and jeers, and talks shit about the naked short-stack, making all sorts of comments and even taking pictures and video. Most of the conversation is lost amidst the music, but a few choice words do make their way through the air to the stage.

"What a slutty bitch!"

"Hah, cunt like that doesn't have any shame! She LOVES it!"

"Look at her face! She's cumming her brains out, shit!"

To the boss' delight, that last comment actually isn't entirely untrue. Drugged and drunk out of her mind, Neo's true colors DO seem to be showing at the moment. Namely, the way her pussy walls are flexing and clenching down oh so delightfully hard around his pistoning prick make it clear she's cumming repeatedly in front of everyone.

Picking up the pace, the leader does his level best to complete his revenge, to really get back at this little bitch for thinking she could pull one over on him and his men and get away with it! And in doing so, he gets an even better treat, as Neo's eyes roll back in her head and her tongue sticks straight out of her cum-covered lips. As the gorgeous short-stack gets an expression of pure fucked silly bliss across her face, the gang leader roars and thrusts forward one final time as he finishes up the assault by creampieing her worthless cunt yet again.

After he's finished, he lets go of her hair and pulls out of her, grinning wickedly as she collapses, seemingly finished off. Naked and publicly humiliated, covered in cum and almost certainly recorded a dozen times over by numerous patrons all over the nightclub... there was no doubt in the gang leader's mind that he and his men had gotten their revenge.

However, that didn't mean they were done. No, there was one thing left to do with the bitch, to make sure she always remembered and never forgot how badly she'd fucked up.

"Oi, where's that brat, with the rope?"

His question to one of his men is answered with a shrug, and the boss narrows his eyes as he looks around the place for their youngest recruit. When he finally finds him, he furrows his brow in confusion. The young thug, who he was certain had come out to the dance floor with Neo and passed her off... is passed out over at the bar, face down in his own saliva. When did that happen?

Well, no matter. He wasn't going to let something as minor as that stop him from tying this cunt up in the bathroom where she could spend the next several hours as a public use bitch to any club goer with the balls to fuck her. He would-

The gang leader can only blink in stupefaction when he looks down at where Neo's collapsed sprawling form should have been, only to find her standing up and staring up at him with a wide grin. Having casually stood up while he was distracted, the mute girl seems to have shrugged off the effects of both the alcohol and drugs that, until moments ago, had left her helpless and debilitated. The confident smirk she's giving him now, while being seemingly unbothered at her state of nakedness, the cum covering her body, and the ridicule she'd been receiving, sends a chill down the boss' spine.

No... there was no way.

Needless to say, the following beatdown for the small time no-name gang and their boss was just as recorded and enjoyed by the nightclub crowd as Neo's plowing. As the naked short-stack takes apart the gang yet again, beating them all silly save for their one passed out young member at the bar, the entire crowd watches on, stunned speechless and no longer making a single disparaging comment.

As a matter of fact, most of them are thinking the exact same thing, as some even go so far as to delete their recordings of the mute half-pint.

Fuck, she looks so fucking hot kicking their asses.

Neo, meanwhile, finishes what she's doing, grabs an untainted drink, downs it, and walks out of the club naked and covered in jizz but with her head held high. Before seemingly vanishing into thin air the moment she steps outside, almost like she was never there at all.

Or, more accurately but unbeknownst to everyone involved... almost like she had control over illusions that allowed her to manipulate her surroundings to her benefit, precisely to play games just like this one.

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