World of Women - V2 - Chapter 28
Becky was sitting next to me on her butt, her feet together to hide the fact she had no underwear on under her skirt. Too many shocks and surprises that night had left her confused and disorientated. She was shaking and seemed completely lost. The person she was falling in love with turned out to be a man, not simply a man, but the man she had thrown all of her hatred on for having raped her and her friends. Then, she was pushed into raping him in return.
It didnāt go how she expected, and Becky ended up experiencing things she didnāt feel ready for. Only once again for it to be revealed that I had lied to her. Large or small, it was simply too much for Becky to take. She could only stare at nothing while the teacher kicked me over. As soon as my knees hit the concrete, I started trying to crawl away, feeling a bit desperate myself after hearing her last words.
āMiss Monic, I donāt want to stick my fingers in some guyās butt, thatās gross.ā A bigger girl declared, looking down uneasily as she stared down at my ass.
Well, I didnāt want you to do it either! Not that I had any choice in the matter. At the moment, I was basically exposed to all of these women. I could only barely crawl with my skirt down around my ankles. My body was shaking, partially from the electricity that had been repeatedly pumped through me, and partially from the steadily decreasing temperature of the night against my practically naked body.
āIt is no problem.ā Miss Monic shook her hand. āThere is a device just for this. You child, go to my office and recover the wrapped item in the bottom shelf, will you?ā
I really didnāt like the sound of that, but before I could dwell on it too much I felt a foot stomp on my toe. I let out a cry and fell to the ground. I wanted to run away, but there was nothing I could really do. Even if I stood, my legs were like jelly. My knees were pained. My arms were scratched. My makeup with completely disordered. In my mind, these women had already taken enough from me. What more did they want? That was right, they wanted my seed. The key to all my fantasies and the cause of all my woes came from that thick, white stuff. That made the world go around, even for man-haters.
I didnāt know how long I lied on the ground, my body still twitching, while Miss Monic kept a foot on me to keep me from moving, but I heard the student she sent returning.
āIs this it, Miss Monic?ā The student asked.
I glanced up at the thing she brought. Miss Monic unwrapped it, revealing a dildo connected to a belt. That was definitely a strap-on. In a world with so few men, strap-ons were probably really common in this world. I didnāt even want to ask why a teacher had one sitting in her drawer at school. It was safer imagining that it was some lesbian high school couple who she had confiscated it from. The alternative only made my stomach sore.
āI-isnāt that a dildo?ā One girl asked. āDildoās are for women, right?ā
She blushed as a few other girls gave her looks. I supposed the use of dildos was on a case by case basis for girls this young.
āDildos have many purposes,ā Miss Monic gave a giggle. āNow, my WRATH children, I know men are quite disgusting, but try to follow along. If you stimulate a man in the butt with a dildo like this one, youāll be able to make him cum. So, who would like to stroke his prostate first?ā
None of the girls raised their hands. Whatever sick game Miss Monic was playing, even her fervent followers were uneasy with it.
āH-how about we strap it on Lyra and make her do it?ā One of the girls covering Lyraās mouth said.
Lyra made a noise but was forced to stop protesting when one of the women pinched her. Meanwhile, Miss Monicās expression grew intrigued. This crazy sadistic bitch seemed to like the idea of the beautiful queen Lyra with a fake penis on.
āGo ahead, put it on her.ā Miss Monic finally said.
They grabbed at Lyraās skirt, starting to try to pull it down. With that, she was able to free her mouth from their hands.
āI wonāt⦠youāre all crazy! I wonāt do it. Clyburn!ā She cried out.
āItās okay!ā I shouted back, shutting my eyes. āJ-just do what they say.ā
Lyra stopped struggling. āClyburn.ā
āI-Iāll be okay. Donāt worry about me.ā Despite summoning all of my bravery to say that, I still couldnāt stop my voice from shaking.
I certainly didnāt have a fetish for this kind of thing. My cock wasnāt aroused at all. Iām not some masochist! I faked my orgasm with Becky exactly because I couldnāt possibly cum under all of these womenās hateful stares. I may be a man, but I wasnāt a complete deviant. Being fucked in the ass would go on the list of the greatest turnoffs ever. Thus, as Lyra tearfully took the strap-on to prevent them from forcing it on her, I was desperately praying for someone to save me.
āWhat the hell is going on here?ā A stern voice shot out of the darkness.
I let out a cry of pure relief, tears flooding down my face at the voice I heard. That voice was none other than Mako.
āMako!ā I immediately and unashamedly started crying out. āHelp me! Please, help me!ā
Mako walked out of the darkness which was covering most of the grounds now. Only a few patches of illumination existed where lighting was attached to the side of a building or a streetlight had been erected. The place where we had congregated in front of the faculty building was just under one of these streetlights. When Mako appeared, her eyes widened at the sight of me. A man stripped down and bare ass, on his knees, with a teacher stepping on him while a crying girl held a strap-on nearby with other women watching. The scene certainly left questions.
āMakoā¦ā Miss Monicās expression twisted, her play time seemingly coming to an end. āWell, naturally, we caught a boy who was suspended from Amaryllis sneaking in as a woman.ā
āThat doesnāt explain what I see here in the slightest.ā Mako frowned. āIf you caught him violating a school rule, I would say bring him to the administration, but I do not believe that a male pretending to be female violates any school rules.ā
āDonāt be coy with me.ā Miss Monicās expression darkened. āYou know who this boy is⦠this is Clyburn. Heās the one who raped you⦠raped all of us!ā
āDiba, I donāt recall you being there at that event!ā Mako cocked her head, her eyes calm, their typical half-closed drowsy appearance.
āHmphā¦ā Miss Monic snorted. āI may not have been there in person, but all women must stay together if we want to fight back against the male menace. In that way, I was just as violated as all these women. When he raped you, he raped every girl here! How can you not understand that?ā
Mako shook her head. āEvery experience is unique. Besides, Iām not even convinced this man was my rapist, and neither are the courts. You are currently violating school protocol. I will be taking young Clyburn with me, and I will be sure to report this to the administration in the morning!ā
Miss Monic sneered. āThe hell you will! This man was caught sneaking into a WRATH meeting. He is clearly dangerous, and he must be tamed.ā
āTamed?ā Mako crinkled her nose. āThese arenāt animals, these are people.ā
āMaybe we should be teaching them like animals!ā Miss Monic shot back.
āI canāt believe you, Diba, youāve gone too far.ā Mako sniffed. āClyburn, get up, weāre going.ā
I struggled to pull my skirt back up, but it was difficult. I could only give Mako a wry smile.
āI canāt do so much,ā I admitted, shakily making it to my feet.
Makoās eyes snapped to Miss Monicās gloved hand, and realization crested on her face. āYou used magic on a student? Diba⦠youāve reached an all-time low.ā
āEnough! Mako, donāt you dare look down on me.ā Miss Monic snarled. āDonāt think I donāt know what this is. Iāve heard the rumors. You were bribed with his devilish seed as well. Of course, you want to let him free. Youāve been fucking him!ā
A few of the student gasped at Miss Monicās declaration. To many of these girls, Mako was a survivor like them. Other than Miss Monic, she was the only woman they looked up to as a senior who had also experienced their humiliation and understood their feelings. Finding out that she was sleeping with me would be like finding out your hero was actually a drug junkie or your romantic love interest was a wife abuser. Some of these girlās worlds were shattered, but they wouldnāt dare call Miss Monic a liar. It didnāt help that Mako didnāt even attempt to deny the allegations.
āCome, Clyburn.ā She offered me a shoulder, but I still felt complicated taking it.
I didnāt want Mako to end up in a situation like Lyra and Brooke. I also didnāt like abandoning the two women to these women. They were all on edge and unhinged, and there was no saying what theyād do in retaliation of being denied their prey, especially with Miss Monic there to rile them up.
āStop right thereā¦ā Miss Monic growled, lifting her hand.
āYouāre going to use magic on another teacher as well?ā Mako raised an eyebrow coldly.
āI will if you make me.ā Miss Monic responded.
Mako sighed. āThat glove was designed to be used indoors in room 123. Using it out here has completely exhausted you. I can tell by your shortness of breath and the redness of your cheeks. You donāt have enough energy to force another invocation this late at night. That Rune is useless.ā
āYouā¦ā Miss Monic narrowed her eyes.
I was surprised myself. I hadnāt realized it, but Miss Monic was standing somewhat unsteady. I had noticed her rapid breathing and her flushed cheeks, but I had attributed it to some kind of weird perversion. It didnāt occur to me that using the magic on me was overexerting herself. Maybe she wasnāt as perverted as I had thought? No⦠she was exactly as perverse as I imagined. Even if some of her physical symptoms were from magical exhaustion, I had seen the gleam in her eyes while she had tortured me. Miss Monic was definitely a sadist through and through.
Miss Monic looked on desperately as I finally took Makoās arm and started heading away. I could only look back at Brooke and Lyra still in their clutches. Lyra gave me an encouraging nod that only made me feel even worse. Miss Monic shot a look to the hippo woman who had knocked Brooke unconscious. She seemed to nod in understanding and then put Brooke down. Without wasting a moment, she raced in front of us and blocked our path.
āSorry, teach⦠you seem to be in possession of my rapist.ā The woman chuckled, cracking her knuckles. āIām going to need you to let him go.ā
āDiba⦠is this seriously what you want to do?ā Mako glanced back.
Miss Monic shrugged helplessly. āWhat can I say? Students donāt always listen to their teachers? I seem to have lost control of them. However, you better do what she says. Come morning, you can just blame it on young kids getting out of control and letting their passions rule them. Unless⦠you wish to be on the wrong side of their passion.ā
Mako looked down at me, and I could only let out a sigh. āIām sorry, Mako. Just goā¦ā
Mako smiled, squeezing me. āIs it wrong it makes me a little happy that you said that, even though I know you donāt mean it.ā
āā¦ā
āWell, if youāre not going to drop him, Sensei, please excuse me for being impolit-ā
āOi⦠youāre in teacherās way.ā A voice came from behind the hippo girl.
Her eyes widened as if she had been goosed, and she spun around. Only then was I able to see two girls standing behind her, having snuck up without being noticed. Both of them were wearing simple medical masks covering their faces, and one of them held a bat while the other held a croquet club. Without a doubt, the pair looked like delinquents. However, these were two delinquents I happened to recognize.
āBrianna? Syph?ā
The two girlās eyes brightened when they looked at me. āClyburn! Long time, no see! What are you doing wearing a girlās uniform?ā
āAh⦠I was dressing as a girl?ā I explained sheepishly.
Syph suddenly jumped excitedly. āWait⦠I recognize you⦠you were Clarice! You were in my Magic class. You looked so cute in the girlās uniform! I wanted to hang out but Boss said to leave that Clarice girl alone and Boss gets really scary when Boss is angry so Syph listened wellā¦ā
āHey⦠you two little bitches better scram beforeā¦. Ahhhā¦ā The hippobitch reached out to grab Syph and without hesitation, Brianna brought her bat down on her wrist.
Immediately, the fat girl grabbed her wrist and started shouting. After a second, fury exploded on her face. She lowered herself, just about ready to squash the two women in a linebacker charge.
āDo you mind?ā Brianna snapped.
āWeāre talking to Clyburn!ā Syph added, throwing her croquet bat down and hitting the womanās foot with a viscous thud.
Soon, the hippo girl was cursing and jumping on one foot, while the two delinquents stood casually nearby. With their friend being assaulted, several of the WRATH girls raced up, stopping short behind Mako and me, showing support for their friend. However, the two girls showed absolutely no sign of growing nervous being outnumbered four to one. If anything, they seemed as cocksure as ever.
āYou freshman girls are getting too cocky!ā One of the girls shouted.
The hippogirl, hearing her friends backing her up, calmed down and nodded. āThatās right, you act big two on one, but you think you can take all of us? Your precious little Clyburn wonāt be of any help to you. So just bugger off!ā
Brianna snorted. āHow about you back off. I already said youāre in teacherās way. Thatās rude!ā
While all of this was going on Mako was watching passively, and so was Miss Monic. The two of them had already come to heads, and now it seemed like they were leaving the students to ultimately tip the scores. As much as I hated it, these two girls were my only salvation at the moment.
āEven if you manage to get him out of here, weāll beat you two bitches until even Clyburn wonāt touch you. Then weāll make your lives a living hell. I have a ton of senior friends. You donāt want to mess with us.ā The hippogirl finally declared, crossing her arms. āBasically, bitch, get lost.
Syph scratched her cheek. āThat reminds me⦠we brought friends too! Oh friends! How are you doing?ā
With her call, the shadows almost seemed to come alive. Dozens of shapes started coming out of the darkness. One by one, the faces of girls started to come out into the light. Every one of them was in their appropriate school uniform, but they each had a medical mask over their face. Half of them seemed to be grasping something in their hands they had grabbed as a weapon. Unlike the two girls in front, not all of these girls seemed as certain with themselves.
Some were angry. Some were nervous. However, it was the sheer number of them that were shocking. Nearly fifty young women walked out into the light, surrounding the small group of around a dozen completely.
āThe Freshmenā¦ā one of the WRATH girls muttered, her voice shaking a bit.
They had all heard about this yearās Freshmen. They were quickly growing a reputation for their ruthlessness. Not only did they not allow any new girls to enter WRATH, a part of the reason their numbers were dwindling, but they seemed to have a code of ethics completely apart from the school. They were all celibate. That was one of the codes. None of them were allowed to sleep with any of the boys. The senior boys that often targeted the Freshmen were flummoxed. Typically, they could nail a few women easily during the first couple of weeks. However, by the time welcoming week was finished, that ship had already closed up, and any woman who violated it quickly and mysteriously dropped out. Mia was no exception.
The girls always traveled in groups of two or three, and they didnāt take any of the usual bullying from anyone. It was on a scale never seen before, with nearly 800 women universally watching each otherās backs. It left the other classes both frustrated and amazed. Many were too scared to push their luck with this batch of Freshman, who came out of nowhere as a bit of a superpower. The only information anyone could find was a mysterious Matriarch who guided their hand. Everyone had their hypothesis of who the Matriarch was. Even I had some theories, which I severely hoped were wrong.
Of all the slander that had been going on over the last few months regarding me, the Freshmen had been mysteriously silent. Many thought they were just staying out of the conflict, but some suspected that they were gathering resources and waiting for their opportune time to strike. To what goal, it was anyoneās guess. Suffice it to say, right here, right now, was the largest movement the Freshmen had taken in over a month.
The Wrath girls could only gulp as they looked at the fresh batch of women. While none of them had quite the ferocity or the age of the WRATH girls, their numbers were no joke. Essentially, it was a standoff occurring in the middle of the night, and so the winner seemed to go me!
āCome, ladies.ā Miss Monicās voice broke into that icy silence. āWeāve wasted enough time on these⦠man-lovers.ā
āWhatās wrong with being a man lover?ā Syph asked.
āIād love to love me a good man.ā Briannaās eyes suddenly shot to me and blushed. āThat is⦠um⦠as long as I understand my place.ā
Miss Monic shot a glare at the two women as if trying to commit their faces to memory. Meanwhile, the other girls returned to her, their shoulders slumped and feeling defeated. Even those that had been uncertain of all the absurd orders Miss Monic had given them that night felt the group mentality of an enemy forcing their hand. Even if they had no interest in Clyburn, it still stung to walk away and give him up.
One of the girls finally helped Becky off the ground. And she followed as if still dazed. The WRATH girls seemed to scatter in an instant, some heading to the dorms while others headed for their trolleys.
āWeāll see you in court.ā Miss Monic gave one last hiss before disappearing into the faculty building.
āMy friendsā¦ā I pointed to Brooke, who had been laid out on the ground as well as Lyra, who the girls were starting to release.
With the WRATH girlās abandoning their post, two freshman girls ran out and grabbed Brooke, pulling her up off the ground. One of them seemed to slip something into Brookeās mouth, and she jerked. She still looked unconscious, but she seemed like she was starting to recover. Syph pointed over at Brooke.
āBring her with.ā She then squinted and looked down at Lyraās nice chest, which thanks to her rough handling had resulted in the two top buttons coming undone and revealing a bit of her impressive cleavage. āShe can be left behind.ā
āEh? Me? Behind!ā Lyra cried out tearfully.
She kicked the two retreating Wrath girls off of her and ran up to us. Her boobs bounced the entire run, which was met with the dead-eyed stares of most of the Freshman, many of which who had yet to reach that stage of development.
āClyburn, I was so worried!ā She immediately threw her arms around me. Since I was already slightly crouched, my face went straight into her chest.
Ah⦠this was heaven. No, wait⦠now even Mako was giving me a cold stare! I coughed and straightened myself, even if I couldnāt stop the blush. Feeling awkward, I reached up and patted Lyra on the head. Wait⦠why was I getting even colder stares now! Did every girl want a head pat? I seriously didnāt get it!
āLyra! My sister⦠Donāt hide from brother⦠itās you!ā Lyraās face went white as she heard a familiar male voice calling from the dark.
Several of the girls seemed surprised with a second man suddenly appearing. However, compared to me whom they seemed to accept, they were exceptionally guarded against this man. He was a man I recognized all too well. His name was Aaron and he was Lyraās brother, although the only time I had truly met him was at the Precipice on that fateful night. He was glaring at the two of us. Lyra was very close to me and our arms touching each other. His face turned dark in an instant.
āClyburn⦠you bastard! I thought I told you to stay away from my sister!ā
āYou told him to stay away from me?ā Lyra shot back, causing Aaron to cough.
āAhem⦠thatās to say, my beautiful sister, that the day at the Precipice, it was I, your brother who saved you. If it wasnāt for me, this man might have had his way with-ā
āShut it!ā Lyra snapped, āI hate you!ā
Aaron didnāt react much to her attack, instead smiling gently as if he had expected this. He even turned to a couple of the Freshman girls and winked.
āSisters, huh? How are you, ladies?ā
The girls snorted and turned away. Aaron had always been able to woo a couple of Freshmen to his bed every year. He frowned, a little put off that he struck out so badly. How could he know about this particular yearās Freshmen being so abnormal? Thus, he instantly changed his mode of attack, instead noticing Mako.
āOh, why if it isnāt Mako? I went to school with you. It truly was a shame that we never-ā
While he was talking, I took a step forward and my knee gave out. Mako lunged forward and grabbed me, her arms wrapping around me intimately. Lyra was on the other side, both women holding me up and giving me concerned looks. In fact, comparatively, Aaron was being almost ignored. His face grew ugly.
āLyra⦠is it safe for your brother to escort you?ā I said once I regained my balance.
āWhat is that supposed to mean?ā Aaron growled.
Lyra looked at Aaron hesitantly but finally sighed. āAs much as I hate to say it, brother will keep me safe. And his shadow will keep me safe from him.ā
Aaron seemed to involuntarily shiver at the mention of his shadow. As if to punctuate this fact, there was a sudden breeze causing a single leaf to fall from a tree. However, before it hit the ground, it broke into two pieces. That was a natural phenomenon, wasnāt it?
āThank you⦠for trying to help me,ā I said, honestly meaning it.
Lyra flushed under my praise, but then pouted. āYou should have told me you were Clarice. W-wait⦠thatās right! Becky said that you had a crush on me! When you were Clarice, I was flattered but⦠ah⦠can you explain what you meant?ā
āMako, will you be reporting this stuff?ā I turned to the other girl.
āY-youāre ignoring me!ā
āCome on, Lyra, letās go,ā Aaron said grumpily, grabbing her arm.
He didnāt like the look on her face, so he decided to usher her along. Meanwhile, she was staring at Clyburn with a hopeful expression.
āWait⦠I need to know! Brother, stop tugging!ā Lyra was pulled away by her brother, unable to get the answers she wanted, and ticking off one more reason she hated him.
Mako gave a wry expression. āI feel like reporting this will cause more trouble than it would help.ā
āEven if it hurts her own position, I think Monic will report this. Anything to bring me down. Iād rather we had your version of events as well on record.ā
Mako gave a nod and then turned to the two waiting Freshman girls. āCan I trust that you can get Clyburn and his friend safely down the trolley?ā
The two girls nod enthusiastically. āYou can count on us!ā
She nodded, and only then finally released me. My entire body was still shaky, so both girls grabbed onto an arm and started escorting me away. It felt awkward being escorted by a retinue of nearly fifty freshman women, but it seemed to actually be necessary. About halfway there, I realized the group broke up, with a few women pulling the still barely conscious Brooke in another direction. It was at that point I realized they werenāt bringing me to the trolley.
āWhere are we going?ā I demanded, a bit concerned that just as I was starting to relax, something else came up.
āDonāt worry.ā Syph sighed. āWe donāt mean to scare you.ā
āRather, weāll keep our promise and make sure you get down the trolley properly. However, there is something we have to do first.ā Brianna added.
āWhatās that?ā I demanded nervously.
āYour presence has been requested.ā Syph nudged me forward.
Brianna nodded. āItās time you meet the Matriarch.ā