Chapter 15

I pushed open the heavy wooden doors of the lunch hall, the aroma of roasted meats and fresh bread wafting through the air. The room was filled with the chatter of my classmates, their laughter echoing off the stone walls. There was my sister in the corner, surrounded by a half dozen classmates, all guys. They hung off of her every word. She used to be a bit of a tomboy and was shy around boys, but since coming to this world, she now possessed a seductive charm in the way she moved and spoke that entranced them all.

In another corner, Riley was sitting. She was chatting playfully with another group of students, although most of them were women. She had come out of her shell, too, and was seemingly instructing these women on how to wear the beauty products of this world. She had always been a natural beauty, but she now covered herself in lotions and paints. It was true that they made her appear sexy, mature, and flawless, but I prefer the old Riley.

I walked over and grabbed my food, finding a table by myself. I definitely couldn’t bring myself to talk casually around either of these girls. I couldn’t even look them in the eyes without remembering the scenes of them with other men. That’s when I heard a scream and a commotion.

I turned from my meal to see my sister. She was on the table, and all of the male classmates were tearing off her clothing. She didn’t look afraid of this, but eager. She spread her legs wide as one student tore her dress, exposing her vagina. He then undid his pants and shoved his penis into her, causing her to moan. This was shocking enough, but then another guy started rubbing his cock up and down her ass, and she opened her mouth. She was taking on three men at once, and the other guys in the room were eagerly watching, waiting for their turns.

As I looked to the side, I noticed the same thing happening in Riley’s group. She had lifted her skirt to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any panties. One of the girls fell to her knees and began to lick Riley’s crotch.

Riley sighed, “Oh yes! Just like that. If you please me, you can all become priestesses!”

The girl was overjoyed and started licking even faster. While this happened, I saw one of the girls reach up Riley’s blouse and start rubbing her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipple. Riley just let out a loud moan of delight.

I stood up, trying to run to my sister; however, I suddenly found my legs frozen in place. I could only stand and watch. By this point, she was in a position similar to the one Riley had used, except where Riley had limited herself to two men, Faith was getting penetrated by three men; her pussy had two dicks in it. On top of that, she had one in her mouth and two in her hand. She was able to service all six guys at once. She spat out the cock and grinned at me.

“Aren’t you proud of me?”

I tried to yell, to tell her to stop, but then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see the prince there, with a mocking grin.

“They sound a bit like your girlfriend when I fuck her.” He whispered in my ear. “Kate likes my dick.”

“N-no…” I managed to barely get out.

“You know why she prefers I fuck her?” He asked cruelly. “Because you get hard watching women fuck other men!”

My eyes popped open, and I sat up. I was breathing hard and covered in sweat. It was late at night, and I was still in my bedroom. It had all been a dream. Yet, I wouldn’t have been surprised at all if my sister were currently working her way through the entire class with the way the guys drooled all over her at lunch. As for Riley, she was a single church donation away from being any man’s toy.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my head pounding. I needed to pee; the pressure in my bladder was almost painful. As I stood and stumbled for the commode, the castles of this world didn’t have indoor plumbing. When I reached down, I realized that I was hard, my erection straining against the fabric of my pants. I cursed under my breath, my mind still foggy from the dream.

I couldn’t pee, not with this erection. It was almost as if it had a mind of its own, pulsing with a hunger that I couldn’t control. I reached down, my fingers wrapping around the shaft, and I began to stroke, my mind still reeling. I recalled my sister in the dream, getting pounded by my classmates. I recalled Riley, too, not just from the dream, but what I saw a few nights prior when she had a threesome in front of me.

I came quickly, my body convulsing as I spilled myself into the commode. I put a hand on the cold wall as I caught my breath. I masturbated over my sister and friend getting violated. I felt like scum, but my dick finally softened and a stream of urine came out a short while later. I lay back down in bed, but sleep didn’t come easily.

The next day, I avoided the lunch hall, my stomach churning at the thought of facing my classmates. I couldn’t help but remember the dream. They were all pointing at me, laughing at me. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered if I was the only one who knew what was happening. There was no way that some of the other girls weren’t facing similar fates, right? I couldn’t believe that I was so unlucky; it only happened to the girls related to me, even if they were the prettiest girls in class.

That meant that it had to be obvious to the guys, too. My other classmates had to have some inkling about what was happening, right? That meant that they had to be doing this on purpose. They must be laughing at me behind my back as they bang my sister and watch me get cucked by the prince. That’s what I thought.

I spent all my time in the treasury, going through and categorizing every treasure. I had become very good at it. Both my penmanship and the speed of my identification increased several times. As the days passed, this became my focus. When I was out there, there was a chance I’d see Riley or Faith.  Every time I saw one of them, I couldn’t help but remember what I had already seen, how they were being used and abused by the aristocracy and the church.

I wanted to avoid them, and I also didn’t want to see Kate either. I once saw Kate in the courtyard, her head bent close to the prince’s, her laughter like a knife in my heart. I wanted to storm over, to demand answers, but I knew it would do no good. She was lost to me, another casualty of this twisted world.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I heard a soft knock at the door. I had just sat down for bed. It was late in the evening, and there was no reason anyone should be visiting me at this time.  I hesitated, my heart pounding, and then, with a deep breath, I approached and opened the door. My eyes immediately fell on Kate, and my heart couldn’t help but clench in shame and desire.

Her eyes filled with concern as she looked me up and down. “Connor, can we talk?”

I nodded, stepping aside to let her enter. She walked past me, and my nose was assaulted by a sweet, flowery smell. It reminded me of the perfume she used to wear.

“You… smell good,” I said as she sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded in her lap.

“Thanks…” She blushed. “It’s thanks to Faith. She was able to recreate my favorite perfume.”

At the mention of Faith, my body tensed, but I still managed to close the door and sit on the window seat across from her. She carefully watched me for a few minutes before finally speaking.

“Connor, you’ve seemed so distant lately,” she began, her voice soft. “Is everything okay?”

I thought I was coping with everything. I thought I was hardening my heart. Yet, the second she asked that question, I felt a surge of emotion shoot through me. I couldn’t help but break down into tears. I never wanted to cry in front of Kate. I had heard before that women found crying men unattractive. Yet, with her simple words of kindness, I couldn’t hold back the floodgates.

I suddenly felt her arms wrap around me. Kate had come over and kneeled next to me, holding my head against her chest. This caused me to cry even harder.

“K-kate…” I cried her name, my tears staining her shirt.

“You can tell me…” Kate gently stroked my hair.

I wanted to tell her, to pour out my heart and soul, but the words caught in my throat. There was too much to unpack, too much pain and shame. And how could I tell her about Riley, about Faith, and about everything I had seen? At the least, I’d have to admit that I had sex with both of them. There was no way Kate wouldn’t take that the wrong way. Instead, I swallowed down my tears and spoke from my heart.

“I’m sorry, Kate,” I said finally, my voice barely a whisper. “I’ve been jealous of you and the prince. I was afraid you were leaving me.”

Kate pulled back, looking me in the eyes. “Connor, the prince is just a mentor to me. I don’t love him.”

My heart felt the first bit of warmth it had felt in years. “I promise, there’s nothing between me and the princess either. She just keeps showing up at the wrong times.”

She stiffened slightly, but then nodded. “I believe you.”

I felt relief flood through me, and I wiped my tears too. “I love you, Kate.”

In response, Kate leaned in, her lips brushing against mine, and for a moment, I felt whole again. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, and we kissed, our bodies pressing together, our hearts beating as one.

The next thing I knew, Kate was on her back and I was on top of her, our bodies grinding against each other. I was kissing her, and she was kissing me back, her fingers tangled in my hair, her hips arching up to meet mine. We were lost in the moment, lost in each other, and it was like coming home. Kate’s skin was soft and warm, her body was pliable, and she moaned as I touched her. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust. I quickly undid her dress, revealing her naked body. I then reached into my pants and pulled my dick out. I was already between her legs when I realized that I was soft. My dick was completely flaccid.

Kate was lying there, her pussy wet and ready, and I was unable to get hard. I lay on top of her and continued to kiss her, willing myself to get aroused. But the more I tried, the less I was able to do anything. Kate kept moaning and rubbing me, but it was useless. Finally, I rolled off of her, my erection still stubbornly refusing to appear. I felt like a failure, a disappointment. I was supposed to be a man, and yet I couldn’t even get hard for the woman I loved. Kate sat up and placed a hand on my shoulder, but I couldn’t bear to look at her. I

I felt her hands gently run through my hair, and I could hear the sadness in her voice as she spoke. “Connor, it’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

I knew she was trying to comfort me, but her words only made me feel worse. “I want to, but I can’t. I’m so sorry, Kate.”

She wrapped her arms around me and spoke in my ear. “It’s okay, Connor. We can try again another time. I’ll be busy for a while, but I’ll try to make time for you.”

And with that, she got up to leave. I remained in my bed as she calmly put her clothing back on. She gave me one last kiss on the head and then left.  After about an hour, I finally sat back up. I didn’t know why that had happened, but it had to have been a fluke.

Even though things ended badly, we had still made up. That had to count for something. I felt a bit of rejuvenation thinking I had worked things out with my girlfriend. It was a small light, but in complete darkness, it was enough.

I realized that it was time I went to my teacher. I couldn’t let what happened with Riley drag me down any longer. It was time I fought back.