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“Mom!” I cried, immediately moving towards where they held her.

The girls with their hands on my shoulders weren’t expecting me to move, and I slipped out of their grip with ease. I only made it halfway when the two women caught up and grabbed me, pulling me back to them. Mom gave me a guilty look.

“My Clyburn, I’m sorry. I sent all the security away to help find you. I never thought… they’d come back to our home. I drank something, started getting sleepy and the next thing I knew I was being dragged here.”

“I discovered a smuggler’s path in and out of our house. It’s how I left home so often, I told Tinya about it…” Hannah started and then shook her head. “If you think this will get me to cooperate, then you don’t know me very well!”

“Oh? She’s your Mother. She’s not some father figure absent from your life. She gave birth to you,” Tinya responded teasingly.

A fiery light shone in Hannah’s eyes. “I don’t care about her at all!”

“Ha-Hannah? You’re not involved in this, are you?”

Hannah ignored Mom, glaring at Tinya. “What do you want, Tinya? What do you plan to do to… her?”

Tinya chuckled. “Straight to the point, it’s what I love about you. It’s really very simple. I don’t plan to do anything. The question is, what do you plan to do to her?”

“…”

“We’re going to send a message to the world. Man-lovers like this woman won’t be tolerated. I know you hate her. You’ve told me as much. Now you can do whatever you want to her. If you do what I ask, then you can stay in the Primrose. I’ll even let you keep… that brother you kidnapped as a pet.”

“You… you did this?” Mom covered her mouth shaking her head in disbelief as she starred at Hannah. “You kidnapped your brother from me? You’ve held him here?”

“From you?” Hannah’s lips turned into a sneer as she glared at Mom. “That’s rich, coming from you, Mother.”

“Hannah, you don’t have to do this!” I broke in.

Tinya giggled. “If you don’t, you’ll just join her. We’ll beat you to death. Hmmm… I bet I could make it look like Clyburn beat you both to death, and then shot himself in the head. We all know men or so violent, after all.”

“Shut up, Tinya. You wouldn’t dare-”

“If I can’t have you, you might as well die! I won’t lose anything else to a man!” Tinya shouted.

“Wait… I remember you… that stupid maid!” Mom’s face turned disgusted as she interrupted. “How could you? How could you do this to my family? We brought you in. We trusted you! How could you do this to-”

“to you?” Hannah jumped in, stepping towards Mom, her body movements bristling. “I’m the one who kidnapped Clyburn. As to how? The answer is easily! Originally, I just wanted to kidnap Brother for payback. You spent so much time with him, and gave Madison and me nothing! I hated him… and… and I hate you!”

“Hannah…” Mom looked at the distorted face of the daughter she thought she knew and looked lost.

“Of course, Brother was just some selfish little man-child, scared of the world, clinging at Mommy’s apron strings… or so I thought.” Then Hannah smiled strangely. “Then he started to change. I didn’t know what to think. Suddenly, Brother was looking at me differently. He acted perverted. It excited me, but then Madison had to keep getting her nose in the way. She wouldn’t let me play!

“Still, I thought everything was fine… my brother was just more interesting now, but that wasn’t good enough for my mother!” Hannah threw up her hands as if she was giving a speech to all of the gang members present. “You were losing control of him. My little brother was starting to think independently. So, what did my mom do? She fucked him! She screwed him until she was all he could think about!”

There were one or two gasps, but most of the women present just continued to stand still and watch curiously through the show Hannah was putting on. It was clear how she had captivated the hearts of all of these women and made them followers of her gang.

She had a certain panache for the theatrics. I recalled a latent memory of mine that when she was twelve or so she was in the theater, however, she had suddenly dropped it two years ago. That might have been when she joined Primrose.

“That’s not what happened…” Mom started.

“Oh, but Mom, you don’t even know!” Hannah said. “You don’t know just how much your Clyburn had grown up! I know! He’s told me things he’ll never tell you!”

“Hannah!” I couldn’t help but call out.

“Don’t worry, Brother, I won’t tell.” Hannah walked up to me until her lips just brushed my ear and then whispered. “It’ll be our little secret.”

“Hannah… I’m not angry,” Mom spoke up, interrupting Hannah, who was nearly holding me. “I’m just disappointed. I thought you were a better girl than this.”

Hannah rolled her eyes and stepped back. “Sorry to disappoint you, Mother. But if we’re sharing our feelings now, I guess I might as well tell you… you’re a bad Mother.”

“Hannah!”

“And a whore…”

Mom’s face turned hateful for a moment, her teeth almost approaching a snarl.

“You kept dad all to yourself, even though it was a lie. You forced him to sneak around with women behind your back because you were too proud and selfish to share. You got him killed. You were trying to do the same thing to Clyburn!” Hannah snapped. “You don’t deserve my Clyburn.”

“He’s mine!” Mom took a step forward, causing several of the women to move defensively. “I’ve birthed him and taken care of for his entire life. I love him more than you’ll ever know! What have you done for him?”

“I’ve done everything for him. I brought him away from you!” Hannah snarled. “Look around you? Look at my Primrose! Clyburn had everything he needed. Free from the government interference. He had food. He had shelter. Thirty beautiful women to warm his bed every night… me… I would have shared. I knew from the beginning I could only ever enjoy Clyburn in spurts!”

There was murmuring as Hannah suggested the entire gang was there for my pleasure. It was becoming increasingly difficult to tell where the lies ended and the truth began. Hannah seemingly had changed her stance fluidly several times within the last day. The only thing I knew for certain coming from my sister, was that she clearly wasn’t stable right now. She had been backed into a corner, and now she was letting everything out violently without remorse.

“Hannah… you’re sick…” Mom’s words caused me to clench my fist.

Mom wasn’t wrong, but once again, she didn’t have the right words to say. Hannah was boiling right now. I could possibly have calmed her down. However, Mom was just a cold glass of water. When it was tossed on the oil, the effect was obvious. I couldn’t see how to fix the situation. The one who caused it, Tinya, seemed content to watch the meltdown.

“Mother, what would you do?” Hannah’s voice was low, she wasn’t looking at anything particular, looking somewhat like she was lost in thought.

“What?”

“What would you do?” Hannah lifted her eyes to me, her expression turning cold, and nodded. “For him.”

“Hannah? I don’t… I don’t know what you’re asking…” Mom cautiously approached, the other women letting her go. “Hannah… let’s just go, okay? Let’s take Clyburn home. Okay?”

Mom spoke those words like she expected Tinya to just back off and let the three of us walk out. It’s possible she was too distraught and distracted to think clearly herself. With Hannah staring blankly in a corner and her voice lowered, Mom seemed to think that Hannah had finally blown off her steam. To Mom, Hannah finally finished rebelling and ended her tantrum, so now things could just go back to the way they started.

However, Mom was naïve in a lot of ways. From thirty-five years of experience, I didn’t become a savant. My life ended a mess, and my second life didn’t seem to be in much of a better condition. One thing I knew though, was that there were some things that you couldn’t go back to. The world changes and people can’t just hit a button and restart all their relationships over again. I had to live with my mistakes, as did my mother and sister. There was no going back, only moving forward from this.

Mom reached out to grab Hannah’s shoulder. A second later Hannah spun her fist slamming it into Mom’s face. The thirty women watching roared to life as my mom stumbled back falling on to a crate which cracked under her. I tried to move forward, but all of the women immediately lined up into a circle like this was a high school fight. Some were even yelling ‘fight’. I was reminded once again that most of these girls were just teenagers. I couldn’t manage to push my way through, thus I could only watch on helplessly.

“The answer is anything… Mother…” Hannah grinned scornfully. “I’d do anything for Clyburn. Even if that means getting rid of you! You’re no longer needed anymore. He’s mine!”

Mom’s face morphed from shock as she touched her bruised chin, to derision, and finally anger. “Hannah! You’re an awful child. I never should have had you!”

Mom immediately sprang back up and lunged at Hannah. Hannah met her face on, and the two women began to slap and hit each other. Mother got Hannah into a headlock and started pulling on her hair. It was absolutely ridiculous; my mother and sister were attacking each other. Years of family angst spilling out in a single moment. It wasn’t the right time, the right place, or the right situation, but I could tell neither of them was thinking clearly.  Hannah was pushed into a corner by Tinya, and Mom was confused and taking out a week of frustration and sleepless nights worrying over me on Hannah.

It was only at this moment that I realized that every eye was focused on Mom and Hannah. Didn’t that mean no one was paying attention to me? In fact, in the entire room, I had the most freedom of movement. I could have fled the building and likely no one would notice. That was ridiculous though, I wouldn’t abandon my mother and sister to whatever Primrose would do. I suspected that whoever won the fight, the Primrose would still toss both women in lock up.

Thus, my eyes wondered for something I could do to end this. If I could pull a fire alarm, that would certainly cause issues. Or, better yet, I could-

My eyes immediately fell a single person standing nearby, only partially hidden in shadows. She was the only person not looking at the fight, but at me. She gestured me over, and I immediately snuck over to her, making sure to stay behind the crowd. As soon as I came in range she grabbed me and pulled me behind a crate.

“Clyburn, you’re in one piece.” Brooke looked me up and down, her face looking slightly relieved.

“What are you doing here? Did you know where this place was or did you follow Mom?”

“A little of both,” Brooke responded quietly. “We were already suspecting this place might be where they were, but we didn’t have proof. Fortunately, I put a tracker on your Mom. The police are outside ready to move, but what the hell is going on?  What is this mess?”

Brooke’s voice was hard to make out over the shouting and screaming. It felt like an extreme fighting match, with spectators yelling for more blood. Except, that blood was coming from two of the people I held the dearest.

“Mom and Hannah, they’ve lost it!”

Brooke nodded thoughtfully as I explained what happened. “I thought this might happen.”

“What? How could you guess my mom would fistfight my sister!”

“I’m sorry, has your Mother ever acted like a rational woman!” Brooke gave me a stare. “Plus… with the baby…”

I shut my lips as I remembered the countless times she’s always acted spontaneous and random. Mom had once mentioned that she had been a bit of a wild girl. That was a complete understatement! She hadn’t grown up at all, she was still wild. So was her daughter for that matter. It’s genetic! Suddenly, my eyes widened as the last part crashed home.

“The baby! She can’t be fighting with-”

Brooke slapped me upside the head. “Stop focusing on stuff you can’t do anything about and focus on what you can do! You wanted to be in on the rescue for your sister. Well, guess what, that’s happening now. Take this!”

Brooke handed me a canister which basically just looked like a spray can with a pull tag.

“Gas?”

Brooke nodded. “It’s a gas canister. It’ll fill the room up with smoke. These stupid kids should hopefully panic and run out. Just yell fire or something… and they’ll run right into police custody. They got squad cars at every door. The smoke needs to spread quick or they’re going to guess something is up. On ten, you release it over there, I release it over here.”

“And then?” I asked.

“And then, stay low and hide behind a crate!” Brooke barked. “Ready? Go!”

Her lips began to move in a silent count, and I left the area behind the crate and immediately dashed for the other side of the room. Mom appeared to be on the floor, digging her elbow into Hannah’s back. Hannah was kicking her in the knee and biting her arm. Brooke told me to sit back, but I wouldn’t. A soon as the crowds dispersed, I’d run to break up Hannah and Mom. I didn’t care what happened to me. I’d fix this.

As soon as I said ten in my mind, I took the can and pulled the pin. Smoke immediately began to shoot out. It looked like Brooke had pulled two or three of them while only asking me to pull one. Once again, it was a job she probably just gave me to humor me. My hands tightened into a fist as the smoke rose around me. These didn’t appear to be tear gas cans, so they didn’t sting the eyes. It was possible that tear gas wasn’t a thing in this world. It was also possible that there was magic that could suppress a crowd better than gas, but Brooke used what she had access to.

Once the gas lifted up to my vision, I began to hear cries of confusion. There was a shout of fire, and soon the crowd of women began to move all around me. I couldn’t see anything but ill-defined shapes. My ears were focused on the sounds of the fight. It was my mom and my sister fighting that held my interest the most. Slowly, I started walking through the fog, trying to find the sound of wrestling and grunts of fighting.

“Clyburn!” A face came out from the fog and shoved me, causing me to trip and fall on my ass.

That face was Tinya. Rage and disgust matted her face, and she glared down at me with hostility.

“You did this, I know you did!” Tinya snarled.

“You did this to yourself.” I shot back. “Just give up. You’re all going to jail now.”

“You… bastard!” Tinya shouted, fumbling with her jacket. “I’ll never forgive you, I’ll never…”

I shot to my feet and my hand went up in an uppercut. Not expecting it, she didn’t dodge when my fist struck her chin. Rage was flowing through me now. I saw her trying to pull something from her side, and I knew I wouldn’t let her do it. This woman, Tinya… although Hannah may have been involved in a lot of what happened to me the last week, it was Tinya who kidnapped my mother and incited my sister into fighting. We may have had sex once, but at that moment, when I looked at Tinya, all I could see was red.

“You fucker, you…” Tinya cursed with a bloodied mouth as she swung at me.

I hit her again. This time, the item she was pulling out, a small pistol, fell from her hands and went flying, skidding off in the fog. She threw a punch at me, hitting my shoulder. However, with testosterone flowing through me, and pure anger driving me, I barely even felt it. I shoved Tinya back, causing her to fall down the same way she had pushed me down a moment ago. Her face was bloodied, and I hovered over her, my entire body red and shaking, my face clenched.

I was never an angry man in my previous life, but I had been through hell the last week, and all of that rage came boiling to the surface. Even though Tinya wasn’t necessarily solely at fault, she was the one who had to face my wrath. My helplessness, my frustration, my ineptitude, it all came boiling over. I jumped on top of Tinya, and her expression changed from disgust to fear. I started hitting her. Once, two more times.

“Ghhaa…. I hate you!” My hand stopped before I heard her again.

Her face was bloodied, and she was terrified, but she was still conscious. However, the voice I had heard was no her voice, but Hannah’s. I brought my bloody shaking hands back to me, finally moving to my feet. Tinya stayed down, afraid to get back up again. I turned away and moved over to sounds of fighting.

Hannah was panting, her face flushed. She had somehow gotten a bat in her hand. Mom was lying on the floor. I immediately ran up to Mom, kneeling down next to her. As soon as I touched her, Mom groaned and I let out a sigh of relief. I looked over both women, and I instantly realized that for the length of time the two had been fighting, they were surprisingly devoid of injuries. Hannah had a black eye. Mom had a bite mark. There were scratches and bruises. However, I had left Tinya in far worse shape than either of these women.

Mom wasn’t unconscious. It looked more like she was dizzy and disorientated. Perhaps her pregnancy plus fighting in the smoke caused her to momentarily lose her faculties. As to Hannah, she held the bat as if contemplating hitting Mom, but she didn’t move to do it.

I stood up and snatched the bat away from Hannah, not even giving her another choice. Hannah looked flustered, but when her eyes met mine, a mischievous smile formed on her lips.

“Why… Clyburn… Brother… I-”

My lips took Hannah’s, as I kissed her deeply right there and then. Hannah could do nothing but kiss me back until I was satisfied. When I finally pulled away, she was breathless.

“Don’t ever do that again!” I said in an admonishing tone. “You’re mine, and I won’t have my women fighting! You worried me sick! Do you understand! You were never going to hurt Mom, so stop pretending. Just as you know my secrets… I know yours… so stop hiding how you feel behind your tricks!”

Hannah looked down, her face suddenly turning demure. “Yes… Brother.”

“It’s good you understand,” I said, and as I patted her on the head, tears started to fall down my cheeks.

As we spoke, the smoke was starting to dissipate, and the cops were moving in to handcuff anyone who didn’t escape from the smoke.

“H-how did you know?” Hannah asked pouting as I continued to stroke her head. “That I wouldn’t hurt Mom…”

I smiled wryly. “You avoided her stomach. Every hit you did was to her arms or her head, but you made sure never to touch her abdomen, even if that meant she got you worst.”

“Ah! Th-that…” Hannah looked even more shy, blushing furiously.

Hannah wore a complicated expression as she looked at Mom on the ground. I let Hannah walked over to Mom, looking down like she wanted to help Mom up, but didn’t know how. More police flowed in, and suddenly Brooke broke out of the fog.

“It looks like 25 Primrose are already in custody, and the rest of about to give up.” Brooke wiped her hands before her eyes suddenly shot to my shoulder. “What’s this? A tear? You didn’t stay put, did you!”

“I… uh… did not?” I laughed, scratching my head.

“You…” Brooke glowered at me. “How am I going to have a baby if the baby daddy keeps putting himself at so much risk!”

“Eh? I thought Aiko was going to have the baby.”

“It’s the same thing. It doesn’t matter. Shut up!” Brooke gave a pout, looking away as I chuckled.

“Ah!” Hannah suddenly screamed, causing the room to turn in her direction.

Mom was halfway up to her feet, but she was holding something in her hand. That thing was a pistol. Not just a pistol, it was the same one I had knocked away from Tinya earlier. It must have landed somewhere near Mom. Mom was exhausted and confused. She hadn’t slept in over a week, was several months pregnant, and had recently been drugged. In that state of mind, she didn’t realize the fight was over.

“You wanted to know what I’d do for Clyburn?” Mom shouted. “You’re right. I’d do anything!”

“Mom, no!” I screamed, but there was no way I could move fast enough.

A few policewomen were nearer, including one who held Tinya in cuffs. Mom straightened her back, the intent in her eyes was clear. A second later she pulled the trigger. A small pop resounded through the warehouse. Hannah started to fall to the side.

I ran as fast as I could. Hannah ended up stumbling several feet to the side, ramming into a crate painfully, her eyes holding a bewildered look. The person who fell into my arms wasn’t Hannah at all.

“No… no… no…” I looked down at the bloodied face looked back.

Tinya had shoved Hannah out of the way. She was still handcuffed, but she had managed to save Hannah. The bullet had landed square in the center of her chest. I looked down at the first woman I had seen since I had come to this world. This was the woman who took my virginity and started me on the path leading to now.

“I… love… ha..han…” Tinya’s eyes went slack, the last words she tried to say were obvious, but they never came to the surface.

I slowly put her down on the ground, shaking my head. My hands went and closed her eyelids. My brain was long past the point of exhaustion and common sense. Doing anything that involved conscious thought was proving impossible.

“She… tried to kill me… she tried to kill me…” Hannah was shaking as she looked at Mom, who was still staring with her mouth open. “Hahahaha… you can’t even kill your daughter right! You killed the wrong person! You stupid Mother! Can’t do anything, can’t…”

What little sanity Hannah had left dissipated as she cried and laughed at the same time. Mom looked down at the gun still smoking, and as if deciding to still go through with it she started to raise her hand towards the gloating Hannah. However, two police immediately grabbed her and pulled the gun from her possession before she could finish acting. Mom blinked as if she didn’t really know where she was.

“Hey, what are you doing, you’re putting her in handcuffs?” I raced forward as they shoved Mom over a crate and started cuffing her.

Brooke grabbed my arm. “Stop, Cly… your Mom just killed someone. She needs to go to jail.”

“What? No… she’s my mom, she’s…” The tears fell, but it didn’t make a difference.

I watched as Mom was cuffed into the back of a police car, while Hannah was cuffed and placed in another. She was still laughing at seemingly nothing, not even noticing me. An ambulance came and took Tinya’s body. A detective asked me a series of questions I don’t remember answering. For what it was worth, none of the cops approached me or gave me sexual looks that I recalled. Within a few minutes, the cars left, taking the last of the criminals of Primrose, that including my sister. Like that, I was left standing in front of a vacant warehouse alone.

“Come on, kid, I’ll take you home,” Brooke said quietly, leading me to a hover car that must have been hers.

The drive home was quiet. When we drove up to the mansion, it was dark and empty. I walked into the room with no lights on. Not even the maids were there at the moment. Madison had left days ago.

“Aunt Rose, I gave her a call. She’s at the station seeing what she can do about your Mother,” Brooke still spoke quietly.

I nodded and headed for my room without a word, collapsing on the large and comfy bed I hadn’t seen in a week. Like that, I had lost everything. Hannah, Madison, Morgan… my entire family was gone. I was all that was left of the Bonholdt household. When my wife had cheated on me, I had turned to alcohol and smoking. My life fell apart and within a few years, I died. I had been given a second chance here. This time, it only took a year to fuck it all up. Would I give up and spiral back into depression?

“No…”

I stood up, my fists tightening as I got ready for battle. I quickly found a phone and a phone book. This world’s communication wasn’t that different from my old world, but my mother still depended on landlines. I looked for numbers and started dialing. I ended up making calls for around three hours before I found the person I needed.

“My name in Clyburn Bonholdt, a man. A few hours ago, my mother was arrested for shooting a woman to protect me. I’d like to cut a deal with you.”

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As I sat in the dark, all I could do was worry about Hannah. Was she being released? I didn’t know. I simply had to give my trust that Faeri would follow through with what she said.

The night continued on as I listened for any indication of someone coming to the cells. I heard nothing.

After considering what I had seen so far, I figured out that I was locked up in some sort of abandoned factory. The current cell I was locked in was perhaps where valuable items were locked up during the night.

I couldn’t really understand the specifics. How did manufacturing work in a world with magic? So far, I had yet to see much in the ways of magic. Perhaps Faeri’s voice box was magic? I had no clue. I still didn’t know enough about this world.

Perhaps I never should have given myself to the Primrose. However, if I hadn’t, then Hannah would have been in a worst situation. Perhaps she would have been raped by that Matty woman already. Thus, I didn’t regret my decision. I had done everything I could for Hannah. If she was truly gone, now I simply needed to worry about myself.

With those comforting thoughts, I drifted off to sleep. My dreams were filled with as much frustration and uncertainty as I had when I was awake. Suffice it to say, I had no clue how much time passed by as I slept.

“Brother… Brother… wake up!” I murmured a few times as a visage of Hannah floated in front of me.

I felt hands on my face, and that’s when my eyes shot open the rest of the way. Hannah’s voice wasn’t just coming from another room, Hannah was literally hovering in the bed over me.

“Hannah!” I let out a cry and grabbed the girl into an embrace, causing her to make a surprised noise.

“Brother! Ahhh… not the time!” She turned her cheek as I tried to kiss her.

I gave a pout, and Hannah responded with a guilty look, turning back and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

“I love you, Hannah.” I smiled. “I was so worried…”

“Brother… when you look at me that way my chest feels like it’s going to burst…” Hannah had a slightly pained look. “Please, we need to escape…”

“Escape?” I immediately stopped teasing Hannah, sitting up instantly.

My memories of where we were came crashing home. For a brief moment, just seeing Hannah had caused me to forget. However, now wasn’t the time to play.

My change in attitude caused Hannah to puff out of her cheeks and look at me stubbornly. “Brother is a big meanie for teasing me.”

I reached along the bed and pinched her butt, eliciting another yelp. “Come on, if we’re escaping, let’s escape already. How did you get away?”

Hannah stood while rubbing her butt and still pouting, “I just did. They took me away in a blindfold, but I remembered every turn and came back.”

“You shouldn’t have come back.” I winced.

“I love you, I’ll always come back,” Hannah explained simply, looking away with a blush.

“Then let’s get going…”

Hannah nodded, heading to the cell and looking out both directions before heading the opposite way of the path where we had gone the day before.  I followed after her, keeping low and trying to make my footsteps light. I didn’t know anything about sneaking. I adjusted where my feet landed from my heel, to my toes, to my instep several times, still not satisfied with deciding which direction produced the least sound.

Meanwhile, Hannah moved in front of me, still holding my hand as if she was guiding me naturally. She didn’t slouch or hide. Rather, she moved with confidence as if she had memorized the route. Well, she came in through this route and didn’t run into anyone, so it should be safe, right? It’d still be nice if my sister showed a little more caution. The expression on her face wasn’t that of a woman who was raped yesterday, and now she was trying desperately to escape with her brother. Rather, she seemed oddly casual, as if this was just a stroll through the park.

I couldn’t decide if her behavior made me more worried or less. All I could do was hold onto my sister, keep a lookout, and follow as quietly as possible. I could hear my own heart thrumming in my ears. For some reason, I felt nauseous too. I had been captured for nearly a week in the Primrose, yet I felt more nervous trying to escape than I did living there.

I was so focused on my own thoughts that I walked out ahead of Hannah before realizing she had stopped. I immediately froze when my eyes landed on Faeri standing in front of me with two other guards. Or would calling her Tinya be a better word? She wasn’t wearing the mask right now. Instead, she held a very displeased look on her face as she glared at Hannah and me.

The girls she brought with her looked tough, and one of them was holding a bat while the other looked to have a pair of brass knuckles on. Either way, I didn’t think I could take the girls. I might be a little stronger than a girl my same age, but I hardly had the body to make up for girls three or four years older than me, let alone with weapons.

Just when I thought Hannah might have to lead me there deliberately, I saw the frustrated expression on her face.

“What are you doing here?” Hannah demanded angrily.

She tried to push forward, but I instantly protected her with my body. If the women started punching, I’d take the brunt of it. Hannah had come back for me. Now, we were both trapped again. I had wished Hannah had just left without me. I’d deal with the crazy Faeri on my own.

“I was waiting to see what you’d do… it was… him… after all.” Tinya’s voice sounded sad like she had hoped Hannah had done something different.

Hannah grabbed onto my arm, hugging me. “Just leave us alone! We’re done!”

“You may be done with Primrose, but we’re not done with you.” Tinya sneered.

“Tinya, look, we can work this out…” I held up my hand, trying to use the goodwill I thought I’d built over the last week as her fuck buddy.

“Shut up! You… you… man!” Tinya’s eyes flashed with hatred.

“Stop it…” Hannah shook her head, her body shaking in agitation.

“You’re going back into your cage!” Tinya moved her hand from me and then pointed at Hannah. “You’re going back to where you belong.”

“Stop it!”

“Don’t let him come between us!” Tinya shouted, agitated by Hannah’s demeanor. “You’ve had your fun with him. We gave you a week to play, now come back to us. Come back to me.”

“Shut up!” Hannah screamed, putting her hands over her ears.

“I love you! I love you more than he ever will!” Tinya insisted.

“Huh?” at this point, I took a step away, looking between Tinya and my sister, who was shaking her head, her eyes seeming to lose some cohesion.

What was going on? Tinya was in love with Hannah? What? Tinya had been sleeping with me for the last week. Tinya was jealous because my love for Hannah was greater than my love for her. I didn’t understand what they were talking about now. Did I miss something?

“See… don’t you see I love-”

“Fuck you!” Hannah screeched. “You’re ruining everything!”

Tinya’s lip peeled back into a snarl. “You’re the one trying to throw it all away… for this… man.”

“I don’t understand.” I shook my head, my mind trying to work through this sudden change, “What does Hannah have to do with you?”

“See? This idiot doesn’t even know. He doesn’t know who you are,” Tinya snapped, looking at Hannah desperately.

“Know…” My eyes focused on Hannah as everything clicked into place.

My hand moved without thought. I reached out towards Hannah, who had her head lowered as if she had been frozen by Tinya’s accusations. She didn’t react as my hand grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled. Right there, on her neck, was a yellow bruise with teeth marks. It was a familiar bite.

“Faeri…” The words came out in a whisper.

Hannah slapped my hands away. Her lips slowly curling upwards. She peeled back her head and laughed, her arms falling to her side. It was a familiar laugh, although it was clearer now without the voice modulator.

“It’s a joke… a joke. I was just playing a joke. I’m your Faeri, Tinya, I’ve always been,” Hannah responded darkly before turning to me. “Hahahaha… Brother, you’re so stupid, not knowing it was me!”

“I had my suspicions.” I shook my head in disbelief. “You acted differently. Looked different. You didn’t bleed when we… of course you wouldn’t because I’d already taken your virginity a week ago!”

Hannah nodded, jumping up and kissing me on the nose before I could react and then moving over to Tinya. “And Brother was so rough too. You didn’t give your big sister any mercy! You just took me and fucked me like an animal!”

“Hannah…” my mouth grimaced, and I just could not figure out how to respond.

My mind felt numb with shock, and this sudden development was too much to stomach. In a lot of ways, it seemed so obvious now that I thought about it. Hannah kept things dark so I didn’t notice the differences between the two women, but she was Faeri every time she came in and fucked me. The cell across from mine? Who knows, it probably had another entrance in it. She’d just pull off her mask, tie her hair up, and then pretend to be Hannah. As to Tinya’s role in this, she was probably some second in command, and possibly Hannah’s lover. It was so obvious, but I found myself unable to put the pieces together until they were shoved in my face.

“Don’t look at me that way, Brother.” Hannah pulled the familiar mask out from a pocket behind her and put it on. “It’s just business. We needed a cum dispenser and you just happened to be dumb enough to walk right into my little trap.”

Her words hurt, but they would have hurt a lot more had I truly been a fourteen-year-old boy. I might have been too flustered and hurt by her words to truly think if I didn’t have my other memories. I wouldn’t have seen how flustered she was. I wouldn’t have recalled how she was just helping me try to escape. Her behavior now was because she hit a dead end. She was both figuratively and literally hiding behind a mask. She switched sides and now was trying to distance herself from me because she felt like she had no other choice. I wouldn’t stand for it.

“Hannah… I told you before. You’re mine. I’m not giving up on your so easily,” I said.

Hannah straightened for a second, but then laughed again. “Hahaha… Brother, you don’t get it. I played you. I’ve been Faeri for a long time. I’ve been plotting to get you out of the house for over a year now. This was my plan, all of it! I even picked up Tinya after Mom discarded her. Why else would you think I recruited my sweet Tinya?”

Faeri, my sister, ran her hand through Tinya’s hair like she was petting an animal. Tinya closed her eyes and had a pleased look on her face like she enjoyed the affection.

“You saved her because I fucked her,” I growled, causing Tinya to shoot me a hateful glare. “She took my virginity, so you wanted to possess it.”

“Hahahahaha… you’re so funny, Brother!” Faeri’s hand tightened and pulled Tinya’s hair before she turned away. “Aren’t you being really conceded?”

“I don’t believe it. Last night…”

“An act… I was just playing with your emotions…” Faeri’s eyes flashed for a second. “Don’t you get it, Brother? I never… never l-loved you…”

“I don’t believe you.” I narrowed my eyes, looking darkly at the girl who hid her expressions behind a mask.

“Well, it’s not like we believe her either,” Tinya sighed, turning an eye to Faeri.

“What?” Faeri spun towards the woman with a surprised glance.

“We all saw you last night…”

“It was a joke, I was just putting on a show!” Faeri insisted, glancing at the other two women who didn’t show her any support.

Tinya shook her head sadly. “You requested to step down as the Faeri. You wanted to leave Primrose.”

“We had an agreement!” Faeri shouted. “You become the next Faeri and I leave! This would have gone perfectly, you traitor!”

Realizing her rouse was crumbling, Hannah turned hostile towards Tinya once again. She didn’t show any love or affection for Tinya that she showed for me. Whatever they had, it looked to me like it was one-sided.

“The Primrose are nothing without their Faeri, and you tried to leave us. We won’t allow it.”

“Bitches! All of you!” Faeri shouted, backing away.

As they spoke, the nearby boxes were pushed aside and more and more Primrose came out. This was a complete ambush, or perhaps an intervention. All of the girls were looking at Faeri like she owed them something. In a few short seconds, the small warehouse was filled, and Hannah had nowhere to run.

“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be…” Tinya said, sadness cupping her facial features.

“You think I’ll just play nicely now? You think your Faeri will keep you going?” Faeri cursed. “You were nothing without me! You’re nothing! You’re-”

As Faeri shouted, Matty walked up behind her. With a single strike on the head, Faeri was cut off mid-sentence. As she collapsed in Matty’s arm, Matty pulled off her mask and tossed it to Tinya.

I glared up at Tinya, who was standing their hesitantly while holding on to the mask.

“Is this what it was all about? Being in charge?”

Tinya’s lips twisted. “You wouldn’t understand, you’re just a man.”

I frowned slightly. “What’s to not understand? Your brother was an asshole. You grew desperate and tried to rape me. Mom kicked you out, and Hannah was the only thing you could cling on to. Of course, now that you learned your time with Hannah was a lie, you’re upset.”

“Upset?” Tinya shot me a hateful look. “You and your Mom took everything from me! You destroyed my life. You threw me on the street. Now you want to take my Hannah.”

“You ruined your own life,” I shot back, “You know, my mom planned to have you be my first lover. I was going to give you a baby. When you turned on the family, she was hurt.”

Tinya took a step back. “Lies… your Mother just wanted you to herself.”

I shrugged, crouching down and touching Hannah lying unconscious on the floor. “Believe what you want, but if you had come back, I would have taken you in. I never forgot about us.”

“Us… there is no us…” Tinya gave a look of disgust. “There is only Hannah and me!”

“Tinya, it’s not too late…”

Tinya bared her teeth angrily. “I told you once before. Tinya is dead. I am the new Faeri. Hannah gave up that right yesterday. You’re now my prisoner, and so is she!”

“You don’t have to do this…” I stood up, taking a step toward her.

“You…” she stepped back and put on the mask. “You’re just like the rest. You’re a man!”

A few of the women nodded, like simply saying that was enough to explain herself. Clyburn couldn’t keep the irritation from flashing across his face.

“Hannah isn’t yours. She never will be.”

Tinya’s eyes, now outlined by Faeri’s mask, darkened. “You’ll pay for taking everything from me… you, and your Mother.”

She nodded and a bunch of girls grabbed me. I didn’t even try to fight back. I only felt sad that I couldn’t save her. The girls grabbed Hannah and dragged her along with me. We didn’t return to the cell, but rather the familiar room I had started out in. They chained me back to the pipe, and then chained the still unconscious Hannah to another pipe.

The light flickered off, and the pair of us were in the cold. I wanted to move over to Hannah, but the chains didn’t allow me to get any closer. Instead, I could only watch her unconscious form. I shook my head and sighed.

We sat in the dark for several hours. I laid with my head against the wall. I’d like to say I was coming up with ways to escape, but I mostly felt numb and confused.

When did Hannah join this gang? It must have been around the same time she was molested by a lipstick lesbian. Was being molested what got her into the gang or was it part of her play? I didn’t know. Either way, the Hannah I thought I knew was gone.

“You… must hate me.”

My eyes snapped open as I heard Hannah’s voice. She was still lying in the same position she was left by the Primrose, but her eyes were opened now. I had no clue how long she had been awake.

“You’re my sister,” I responded simply.

“I… betrayed you,” she spoke hesitantly. “I led a double life and then as soon as I got the opportunity, I imprisoned you here.”

“… I know…” I said, not knowing how to respond.

“I wanted to take you away from Mom,” Hannah sighed. “Away from Madison too. I just wanted you all to myself.”

“That’s impossible.” I grimaced. “Not in this world.”

We sat in silence for a few moments before Hannah continued. “In your other world, did you have a sister?”

I had already guessed I had been misunderstanding what Hannah said before when she said she came from another world. She might have been talking about the fact she was wearing a mask. Or perhaps just being in a gang in general. I had told my little sister something I never should have told her. No, worse, I had told a complete stranger a secret I never should have spoken. I was so desperate to find someone like me, I had ended up hearing what I wanted to hear.

I gave a wry chuckle. “Why, you jealous?”

“Maybe… if you slept with her…”

I broke into a cough. “Ah… ahem… actually, in my world, men are plentiful. Sleeping with your sister would be completely inappropriate. Even half-sisters and adopted sisters would be taboo.”

“… oh…” Hannah responded simply.

“No… in both my lives, you’re my only sister…” I paused for a second. “I’m sorry… for everything.”

Hannah raised her head. “Why are you sorry?”

I gave a wry smile. “You had an entire hidden life. You kidnapped me and you committed crimes just to get back at this world that focuses on men. To get back at me…”

“Ah!” Hannah held out a hand, but after a moment realized she couldn’t argue that point.

“Well, for the last year I’ve hidden my real self. I threw myself at Mom, you, and Madison just to alleviate my frustration and isolation. This world is frustrating for both sexes. The men who are handed everything but treated like objects, and the women who must work tooth and nail for the chance to have a baby.”

“Then let’s change it.” Hannah’s voice reverberated in the dark room with a surprising amount of strength.

“How?”

“We escape… we run away…”

“I’m not going to do that!” I grimaced. “I’m not going to leave Mom…”

“Mom? Mom again…” Hannah said that like a curse. “That woman is always in the way.”

The hatred in Hannah’s voice wasn’t any lighter now. I hesitated for a moment. I had to fix things between mother and daughter. There was no way to move forward without that.

“Hannah, I…”

The door opened, interrupting the pair of us. Tinya, still wearing the mask, glared at us.

“Get them.”

A couple of girls moved into the room and surrounded the both of us. Hannah tried to struggle for a moment, but when it was clear they wouldn’t yield, she sighed and let them lead her with me right behind. The pair of us were unchained and moved out into the room with two women on either side of each of us. We ended up where Hannah and I had been forced to perform her exiting ceremony, although the bed had been removed.

It made more sense to me now than it did the previous night. Hannah must have decided to let me go after our conversation. She wanted to step down as Faeri, which seemed to be less an actual person and more a name for whoever the group leader was. Leaving the group required being sexed out… a process similar to what was necessary for some girls to join gangs in my old world. She probably made some kind of deal with Tinya where I became her sex out partner and then she’d sneak out with me while Tinya took over the Primrose. What Hannah didn’t realize was how furious Tinya would be over the thought of Hannah leaving.

“Tinya, quit this already,” I sighed, trying to end the situation. “Let us go and I’ll give you some semen. It doesn’t have to-”

“You think this is about semen?” Tinya sneered, spinning around as we were brought to a stop. “Half the girls in Primrose are lipsticks. Hannah never resented men like the rest of us. She never truly spoke for the Primrose. Her plans for you were never our plans for you! This goes beyond what I feel for her. A lot of the girls have been unhappy with Hannah using us so she can play at being a house wife.”

Hannah frowned as Tinya spoke. Many of the Primrose, who were now standing around us, nodded or made noises of affirmation. Naturally, when Hannah was in charge, no one argued with her. Hearing about their discontent now made her feel a bit affronted. As soon as she gave up the mask, she lost all of their respect and admiration.

“If this isn’t about semen, what is it about?” I demanded.

Tinya, the new Faeri, made a malicious grin. A second later she snapped her fingers. A woman was dragged into the room. They struggled slightly, but they seemed to stumble a bit. There was a bag over their head. As soon as I saw them, something about their body caused my heart to rise to my throat.

Tinya let out a laugh. “I finally realized the perfect way to satisfy my anger and save the Primrose.

She grabbed the bag and pulled it off, revealing the person underneath. That person was none other than our Mother, Morgan!

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“I kept a pair of your underwear, you know?” I suddenly said.

“Eh? Wh-what!?” Faeri moved in a cute flustered way.

It was a few days later, and the rescue hadn’t come. Faeri had stopped by again for sex. Every day she’d come. This time she rode on top of me on the mattress.  I suspected one of the only reasons I had been given a mattress was so that Faeri didn’t do it on the floor anymore. Like every other time, Faeri had turned out the lights. Given how lewd she was, I was a little surprised that she was so shy. However, I knew girls in the past who’d only get naked in the dark. Faeri just happened to be one.

Our first time could be called an anomaly. We had both been clothed and it was done in her desperation and my confusion. That was the old Tinya. Faeri, on the other hand, was a mischievous and cute girl. I never forgot that she had put us in this situation, but for some reason, I felt comfortable lying next to her naked. Strangely, the fact that Hannah was nearby started to be more of a comfort than a distress. Of course, she listened in on our fornication, but she remained quiet while we did stuff and wouldn’t admit to me if she touched herself again.

“The first time we had sex, Tin, in the mansion… you left your panties behind. I kept them.”

“What? Oh… she’s dead. Just call me Faeri,” Faeri turned her head and looked pouty, after a moment adding. “You shouldn’t do things like that.”

“Oh? And why not? They’re proof that I took you, and you’re mine.”

“Ah!” Faeri grew even more flustered when I grabbed her and kissed her again.

Her hickey on her shoulder was only now starting to turn purple. It was still a big ugly bruise. When I finally lied back after squeezing her for a bit and making her even more flustered, my expression turned serious.

“What did you mean when you said you came from another world?” I asked seriously, my voice lower so Hannah couldn’t hear.

Faeri looked at me for a moment before turning away, speaking just as quietly. “It’s a secret…”

I got up on my knees, looking over Faeri as she tried to avoid my looks, “A world where men and women are born equally?”

Faeri shot me a look, her eyes widening in surprise. I immediately laughed in relief.

“I knew it! You’re from another world, like me…” I sighed, pulling my head back. “It was the day we had sex… a bit over a year ago. That’s when my memory came back, my memories of home. Of a world completely different than this one. A world without demon lords, where men and women were equal. I didn’t ever think I’d find someone like me.”

“You’re… from another world…” Faeri’s words came out slowly, “Like me?”

I nodded excitedly. “I’ve felt so alone since I’ve been here. Mom… um… Morgan… she keeps me stuck in the Mansion all day. Every day, all day… it’s all I see. Maybe if I had grown up that way I’d be used to it, but for someone from another world it’s like a cage, you know? It’s probably some of the reason I started a sexual relationship with her… I just… I had nothing, right?”

Faeri reached and grabbed my arm, squeezing it for a second. Her eyes growing teary with complex emotions. Her entire body was shaking. I didn’t know if it was from shock or excitement.

“I… didn’t know… if I knew…” Faeri shook her head as her mind was muddled.

“You don’t need to apologize,” I turned away. “I understand why you did what you did. This world must be maddening. You know, guys from my world fantasize about this kind of thing. Women everywhere. It’s the dream… but I hate it here. I hate the way women look at me. I hate the way people use me. I hate how freaking broken this world is. This place is a prison. I guess that’s why I’m so calm given the situation. I traded one prison for another. The other world wasn’t much better, but it was still better than this.”

“This…is a prison?” Faeri suddenly sat up, looking away from me.

“Yeah, what did you think this was? Did you think I’d be happy in your cell? Did you think I’d be happy without my family?”

“Mo-morgan?” Faeri asked, her voice cold.

“Hannah too…”

Faeri’s eyes flashed, turning to the door.

“B-but… us… the love…”

Faeri’s expression was strangely hurt. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She was truly a crazy woman.

“What? Did you think just hearing my sister’s voice is enough? Every day you come here, that Hannah has to hear us… it hurts me.” My face turned incredulous as I stared at Faeri. “How could you think what we have… is anything…”

Faeri silently stood and started redressing. I watched her wonderingly as she seemed to not be meeting my eyes. Nothing I said should have been a surprise to her. Should I have just lied? Maybe that was it. Faeri surrounded herself in lies. Her brother had rejected her, so now she sought to make me her new brother. She just pretended I wasn’t locked in a cell. She pretended she wasn’t keeping my sister hostage. All of this was just to convince herself that she was loved. It was pitiful, but I couldn’t bring myself to back off on what I said.

“Faeri?” I asked, feeling my heart beat strangely.

Faeri didn’t answer as she finished getting dressed. However, when she reached the door, she stopped and looked back.

“You’re not alone… anymore. I… I’ll… free you from this prison. I’m… I’ll fix this…”

I frowned as she opened the door and walked off. I could hear her footsteps resound down the hallway. That was a weird comment. I didn’t really understand what she meant. The light turned back on and I blinked a few times to the new light.

“Brother, catch!” Hannah’s face was red, turning away from her door instantly as she hid back under her blanket.

I panicked and immediately stuck out my arms, barely catching the thing that my sister had suddenly thrown at me from across the hall. Was it some way to escape? Had she worked something out? I quickly brought the thing into the cell with me. It was some kind of cloth. Was it a map?

I unfolded it and looked to see a thin pink thing in my hands with a little bow on the front. They were, without any question of a doubt, Hannah’s panties.

“Ha-Hannah?” I called out, looking at the girl across the hallway.

“I-I haven’t been able to change underwear in four days. Th-they’re a bit ripe. I-is that preferable for Brother?”

“…”

Hannah had thrown me her panties. No, she had thrown me her only panties. That meant that Hannah… absolutely wasn’t wearing panties right now! I carefully folded the panties and put them in my pocket. What? If I tried to throw them back, there was a chance I’d miss and then no one would have panties. Since that was my concern, naturally I would hold on to them until I could hand them back in person. There was nothing perverted about this at all!

Rather, I went back to sit down on the bed. Time passed by slowly. The food still came as usual, but after 24 hours, Faeri hadn’t returned. I was starting to grow impatient. Hannah has said practically nothing. She just remained hidden in her blankets, and only occasionally answered me when I called for her.

It was starting to grow dark on our sixth night when the door to my cell suddenly opened. I was just starting to drift off to sleep when I was suddenly jarred awake. It wasn’t just because Faeri had shown up, but because she wasn’t the only one. There were about six other girls as well. They didn’t wear masks like Faeri, so I could see their faces. At least half of them looked to be black or Latino. All of the girls looked like rough women, although they ranged from pretty to smoking hot. Interestingly enough, there were no ugly girls present.

“What? What’s going on?” I asked.

Faeri moved up to me. “Come along, Clyburn. It’s time for the test I promised you.”

“Test?” I went through my brain, trying to think of what Faeri meant.

Finally, I remembered she had mentioned a test on what I’d do for Hannah. Hadn’t she already been testing me? Over the last week, she had fucked me in Hannah’s presence nearly every day. I can’t imagine any test more brutal than that. However, my relationship with Hannah was still strong. Maybe, they were going to make it worst.

“Brother!” Hannah grabbed my arm as the pair of us were pulled out of the cells and marched down the hall next to each other.

“It’s okay, Hannah.” I tried to reassure her, even though I had no clue what was happening either.

I tried to relate what I had said to Faeri about being from another world to what was happening now, and nothing came to mind. I was completely lost as to what Faeri wanted.

We ended up being escorted into a large warehouse-like room. There were at least thirty women present. It was noisy, like an arena. They were all watching the pair of us escorted out. It was like one of those movies where the gang members are holding a meeting right before the hero jumps in and fights the boss. It immediately made my skin crawl.

“Faeri… what’s going on?” I demanded.

“I said, a test.”

“What do I get if I pass?” I asked.

She gave me a dark smile before turning away. She walked up on a small stage which held a fold-out chair and then sat on it. Meanwhile, many of the other girls were crying out. Most of what they shouted was unintelligible, but a few things were quite obscene.

“Give it to her!”

“Crunch that pussy!”

“Ahhh… brother!” My eyes shot to my sister, who was being pulled away by three women.

I immediately moved to follow her, but someone kicked me in the back of the knee, causing me to fall onto the concrete hard. I tried to stand up, but I felt three women push down on me, keeping me from moving. For not the first time, I found myself wishing I had worked out more. Women in this world were not particularly stronger than women in my previous world. It was my own lack of initiative that kept me from making use of my testosterone and growing some muscles.

Thus, I could only watch on helpless as my sister was dragged over to a bed. She was immediately tied to the bed, her arm and her feet to each of the bedposts until she was straddled across the bed. My heart began to sink as I got a bad feeling about this.

“Fuck her! Fuck her!” Several of the women were crying out.

A moment later, a guy stepped into view from someplace deeper in the warehouse. My eyes widened at the first man I had ever seen. He was a big muscular guy who was twice my size. He had short blond hair and a chiseled face.

“No… no!” The blood drained from my face as I saw this monster approaching my sister.

In a burst of adrenaline, I lunged forward, pulling from the three women’s grips. I turned and kicked one of the women, before lunging forward. Faeri rose in her chair, her eyes surprised as I fell forward. However, I only made it about five feet before five more women piled on top of me and forced me back to my knees. At this point, the muscular man had made it to the bed.

“Faeri!” I shouted, as Faeri looked away and ignored me. “Don’t do this! I’ll never forgive you!”

“Fuck her! Fuck her!” The women shouted.

The man ripped off his pants. The women started shouting in a roar. That’s when I noticed something off about this man. That was, he was wearing a strap-on. I had to look two more times to realize that where a dick was supposed to be was a vagina. This wasn’t a man, but a very butch woman! This did not make me feel any better though, as she still planned to fuck my sister!

“No! No… please no! Save me, Clyburn!” Hannah started to panic with tears coming from her eyes as the muscular woman approached her.

She wore a cruel look in her eyes, and she held the dildo cock in her hand as if she had grown accustomed to it. The thing wasn’t any bigger than my own, but it looked a tad small in this big woman’s hands. I once again tried to fight, but I could feel my shoulder tearing, and instead of escaping, I was rewarded only with pain. Either way, I shouted over and over again.

“Stop! Stop, you fuckers! Don’t touch my sister!”

Just as the muscular woman put her knee on the bed, Faeri raised her hand. The screaming suddenly stopped as if it had all been rehearsed. My voice was hoarse, and I couldn’t bring myself to shout again as the warehouse of nearly thirty women went dead quiet.

“Today… we have with us a woman…”

“Booo!” Several women started shouting.

“Fucking trash!” Another added.

“A woman… who has broken the covenants of Primrose!”

“Whore!”

“Slut!”

I frowned over this farce of a trial. What covenants has Hannah broken? She’s not apart of Faeri’s stupid gang. This whole thing was another excuse for Faeri to screw with me some more.

“Therefore…” Faeri held up her hand. “The punishment… is Violation!”

“Whooo, fuck her!”

“Tear her open, Matty!”

“Ladies… ladies… the rules are the rules. A violator must be violated, must be exposed for the whore she is… in front of the entire gang! However, the rules don’t state who the violator must be.”

These words caused some confusion among the ranks, some murmuring in the background.

Faeri continued. “Matty is a great violator, having torn open many traitors. However, on this particular occasion, we have a man present. A man, as it turns out, that is her own brother!”

The murmuring grew louder.

“I propose that he deal out the punishment. Let all of us see what this… man… has to offer us.”

A few girls seemed to be confused, others nodding with grins, and a few outright angry. I was suddenly dragged to my feet and shoved forward, stumbling several steps toward the bed before I got my feet under me. I immediately shot a glare at Faeri.

“What the hell is your game, Faeri?”

Faeri gave a slight shrug. “It’s simple? Fuck your virgin sister, right here, in front of all of us… or Matty with do it for you.”

Matty grinned, turning and bouncing her fake cock in her hands. She really had no breasts of any kind, and truly tried to look like a man. She was a transsexual or I’d eat my hat. I glanced down at my sister, who was crying and still trying to pull on the restraints that held her.

“Hannah…” I sighed.

Hannah blushed and turned her head. “It’s… okay… if it’s brother. I… won’t mind it!”

I nodded to Hannah and looked back at Faeri. “If I do this…”

Faeri waved her hand. “Yes, yes… this is the exit ceremony for all Primrose. Although Hannah’s situation is… unique… the girls will release her once she follows the code. As for you… don’t hold your breath.”

I nodded in acceptance. Perhaps this truly was the best Faeri could do for me. If I slept with Hannah, then I could get Hannah away. They might end up moving me immediately after or something, but at least Hannah would be safe. I’m sure my family would keep looking for me. Even if they couldn’t find me, none of the women here were ugly. I didn’t hate having sex with Faeri. It’s just one prison for another. At least the perks of this prison weren’t undesirable as long as I didn’t have to satisfy Matty.

“Hannah…” I said, walking up to the bed.

There were over two dozen other women watching us, which made this whole thing really awkward. Sex usually came so naturally, but as I stared down at my tied up sister, I didn’t even know where to start.

“Brother… it’s okay, Brother…” Hannah said, although her lip seemed to be quivering with a strange excitement that didn’t fit the situation.

I supposed even Hannah had been waiting for this moment. After all, she fled the house and ended up in this situation exactly because she was angry that I hadn’t pursued her harder. It’s almost like the world was aiming to have me fuck my sister. Not fucking her got her kidnapped, and the only way to free her was with sex. Isn’t that something like fate?

I unbuckled my pants, pulling them and my underwear completely off. I had sex with mom a few times completely naked, but most of the time I usually stayed clothed and only undid my belt and pulled out my cock. I hadn’t had sex with Faeri even once naked, although she always stripped down to nothing but her stockings. My shirt soon followed until I was standing naked in front of a gang of women.

The women all seemed to look at me wide-eyed. Many of them may have never seen a naked man before. Well, I wasn’t exactly a complete man yet. I was pale and scrawny. I had pubic hair, but not much hair anywhere else. Other than my lack of boobs and my penis, there wasn’t anything about my body that stood out as particularly masculine. However, boy did every eye follow my dick. It was erect, and I was glad to see it wasn’t cold in here.

“It’s big…” I heard one girl gulp.

Words like that expanded my ego along with my cock. I turned to my dear Hannah and kneeled on to the bed, getting between her tied up legs. As to why I got completely naked, perhaps I just wanted to take the attention off of Hannah. Hannah was being sexed as some kind of hazing, but the fewer people who looked at her, the better. With me naked, not a single spectator would even acknowledge the girl under me. Another reason was simply as I bent over, my ass was bent in those girl’s directions. In effect, I was mooning all the women. I took my victories where I could get them.

I kept crawling up the bed until my body was completely over Hannah. I wanted to cover her body with my own. A small part of me didn’t want her to see the lower half as I skewered her with my penis. Rather, I wanted Hannah to look in my eyes and know that I loved her. Once settling myself over Hannah, she looked up at me with an indistinguishable smile on her face, her eyes not at all holding the fear or embarrassment of being raped in front of a dozen women. Her eyes seemed to only be on me.

“I’m going in…” I said, not sure what else to do.

I was already moving as slowly as I could, but there appeared to be no one ready to jump in and rescue us. There were no last-minute interruptions. Nothing to change the course of these events. My sister would lose her virginity to me at this moment.

Hannah gave me a reassuring smile, hugging my body. However, she didn’t close her eyes. Rather, her beautiful hazel eyes look directly into mine. I pushed my hips forward, and my dick pushed into her. The feeling of her pussy parting came almost naturally. Hannah’s face twitched, but she kept her eyes on me even as her mouth fell open in a gasp. I instinctively hugged Hannah tighter. I was inside her now, but it didn’t take as much effort as it had with Madison. It was almost like her pussy was waiting to open up for me. Hannah herself even smiled as it slid inside her.

All my fear, my worry, my hangups, looking into my innocent sister under me, who so openly accepted me without any resistance, all of my negative feelings began to dissipate. I tightened my grip on my smiling Hannah. Her body felt so nice. She was warm and soft, even though her flimsy clothing, I could feel the softness of her skin. My lips took her lips, and the two of us kissed passionately while she hugged me and I hugged her back.

My hips started to move, and so did hers. We moved together like one person, enjoying the feel of our parts intertwined. While my penis sat deep inside her, my tongue ravaged her mouth. My hands held her tightly, pressing her soft boobs against my chest tightly.

My lips broke from Hannah’s for a moment and whispered softly in her ear. “I love you, my Hannah.”

“Mmm…” Hannah closed her eyes for a moment as if she was savoring what I said.

Her lips were red and wet with saliva. I couldn’t help but take them again. I held her tighter and tighter. Reaching out, I undid the restraints that held her arms to the posts. Noone behind me seemed to be making a noise. In truth, I had all but forgotten they were even there. My mind began to focus on my sister, and she became everything in my world.

Once her hands were free, Hannah grabbed my shoulders and tugged me tightly. We had been kept apart for nearly a week, and all of that loneliness and segregation had built until I realized I couldn’t get enough of my sister. The feel of her body pressed against mine was hypnotic. The light moving of her hips was subtle but added to each thrust inside. Her tongue danced and twirled against mine like a ballet. It was at this moment I came to the realization that I loved Hannah just as much as Madison.

Perhaps it was part of my old-world mentality, but I had tried to keep the two girls on different terms. Ever since I had learned Madison wasn’t my full sister, I had tried to see her as a girl to pursue while my sister as a child to spoil. Only now, with Hannah under me writhing, with her gentle moaning, her rapid heartbeats, and her soft breathing… did I realize that there was no difference. I loved Madison, but I loved Hannah too. I loved both of my sisters, but not simply as sisters. I loved them completely. These girls were my everything, and I didn’t want to lose either one of them.

Tears started falling from my cheeks. I pulled away, suddenly embarrassed and not wanting to drop tears on my sister’s face. She reached out and grabbed my cheeks, pulling my face back to her. It was then that I realized that she was silently crying too.

“Hannah…” I moaned.

“I love you, brother… I love you so much!” Our lips found each other again, refusing to let go as we enjoyed each other’s bodies more and more.

“I-is this… gulp… what it’s like between a man and woman?” a girl whispered to the other girls nearby.

We were lost in our own little world, but we weren’t the only ones in the room. Vaguely, I was aware that there were thirty other women looking at us. Our bodies never parted for a second, our hands roaming each other’s body like each touch was a gift. We kissed hard until our lips heard and we had to separate gasping for breath. While I thrust into her, there were no large movements. Our hips never parted. It was like we were blended as one.

“This… isn’t what I expected.” Another girl was twisting her legs, suddenly feeling really weird down there.

Most of these women had watched one or more exit ceremonies. A woman would scream and struggle while Matty exposed her pussy and pounded her. It was hot, wet, and violent… and these girls wouldn’t even bat an eyelash at it. However, every woman was now blushing and fidgeting uncomfortably. The scene in front of them was far more intense than they had ever imagined. Every single girl was asking herself if this was what sex was like when a man was involved, even the lesbians!

“This is… making love?” One girl suggested, suddenly blushing and covering her face. “Aiii… I’m embarrassed.”

“I-if… we have him, can we do this too?” One girl asked.

“Don’t get too excited, it’s just because they really love each other… ah…” One of the girls looks away. “We’re separating a loving couple like this. Won’t the gods punish us?”

While the other girls fell into bouts of fancy, Faeri watched the scene in front of her while her hand tightened more and more on the arm of her chair. Where most of the other girls looked enamored or flushed, behind Faeri’s mask was an irate expression. Worst, I was barely aware of it as I enjoyed my sister to my own delight.

Just when she was about to stand up, a big person suddenly stood in front of her. A moment later, a large phallus strap on was dropped on her lap. Faeri looked up with a glare which became lost when it fell on the muscular form in front of her.

“M-matty?”

Matty looked away awkwardly, a strangely feminine blush on her cheeks with subtle tears running down her face. “I don’t think I can do any more exiting ceremonies. This… I realize now what I did was some bastardization of what sex truly is.”

Faeri’s mouth fell open as the giant woman walked away, tears falling down her eyes as she fell into an existential crisis. The violator Matty was actually the most emotionally moved woman there!

“I love you, Hannah!”

“Mmm! I love you, Clyburn. Cum in me, brother!” Hannah cried.

By the time Faeri looked back, I was already cumming inside my cute little Hannah. I held her tightly as my warm stuff shot into her. I didn’t really mind cumming in my sister. If I got her pregnant, I wouldn’t regret it a single bit. Hannah was my woman now, and I wouldn’t let her go any more than mom or Madison.

As I pulled out of Hannah, I raised her skirt and looked at the damage. Her cute little flower of a pussy was gaping a bit from my dick, and just a bit of white stuff was leaking out. To my surprise, there was no blood. Hannah immediately leaped forward and covered herself while blushing.

“Don’t look! St-stupid brother!” While Hannah didn’t seem to mind being fucked in front of thirty strange women, apparently having me look at her naked body in the light hit her limit.

I gave a wry smile and kissed Hannah on the nose affectionately. Of course, Hannah was a masturbator. She was the kind of girl I bet had used toys. Naturally, hymens get broken before sex all the time. Not every woman bleeds, so I didn’t think anything of it. That only men that this experience was as enjoyable for Hannah as it was for me.

I finished untying my sister, not realizing I had a dumb smile on my face I couldn’t remove. In fact, Hannah was smiling too, to the point it almost looked like she was glowing. It was only when we turned to get off the bed that we realized where we were again, and our smiles faltered.

Thirty women were staring at us, however, their expressions were radically different from before. Some of them were panting with their hands resting between their legs. Others were twisting their thighs strangely or pushing their parts against the corner of a box. It was a really strange scene as if all thirty of them suddenly really had to pee but refused to leave.

It was then that I saw Faeri’s expression. She was nearly shaking with anger. I didn’t know what to say to her. She may have had a great body, but no matter what, it was Hannah who was my sister. Faeri had failed completely to replace her, if that was even her goal. Naturally, I would be affectionate with Hannah while I only treated Faeri roughly.

“Take him back to his cell!” Faeri’s voice was angry enough that even Hannah raised an eyebrow.

“What about my sister?”

“We’ll let her go!” Faeri sniffed, turning away as if she didn’t want to look at me.

Instead, she walked over and grabbed Hannah. I wanted to immediately follow them, but as Faeri dragged Hannah away, she didn’t seem to be afraid or resisting. If anything, Hannah looked obstinate. They better not go back on their words and do anything to my sister. I absolutely wouldn’t forgive them. Some woman took me back to the cell while shooting me strange looks the entire time, occasionally glancing down at my crotch. At least they had let me grab my clothing and put it back on before taking me away.

“My sister, what about my sister?” I asked after being shoved into the cage.

The door was closed and the woman walked away without a word. Soon, the lights were shut off as well. Noone else came that day. Neither my sister nor Faeri showed up at my doorstep. I sat back on my bed, with nothing to do but wait in the darkness.

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