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My head was throbbing. I had lost all track of time. I could have cursed my bad luck, but I basically asked for this. I never expected an even exchange. I never expected them to release my sister. No, the only thing I could do was let them catch me. The cops already knew about them. They knew who was doing it. They even had a place. What they needed was motivation. I didn’t really have much time to think of a better plan. I barely made it just escaping from my house. Had I done nothing, Hannah might have already been raped or even worst. I couldn’t live with myself knowing I had the power to do something and decided to sit back and do nothing. So, I put myself in harm’s way.

With a man in jeopardy, the police would spare no expense trying to get me back. Hopefully, if I could just get to my sister, then I could keep her safe enough. If they took everything out on me, they wouldn’t be taking it out on her. And when I was rescued, my sister would be rescued. If I failed? Well, hopefully, my next life wouldn’t be as shitty as this one. I had already reincarnated to another world. I had already lived one life. I don’t want to die, but I was willing to risk my life for Hannah. Fortunately, I don’t have the mentality of a scared child any more.

Working through the pain in my head, I forced myself into a sitting position. My head throbbed, but I was finally able to concentrate on opening my eyes. The second my eyes opened, there was a click and the lights turned on. Instantly, I closed them again, fighting back the pain and nausea from the brightness. I instinctively lifted my hand to block the light source.

Part of me realized I was likely in the same exact position as the video of Hannah. Bright lights blaring at me, my eyes squinting with a hand raised. Even with my experience, I felt fear. How terrified was my little sister at that moment? My hand tightened and I forced my eyes to open, trying to quickly regain my bearings.

I seemed to be tied to something. There were cuffs around my feet and wrists that connected to a chain. I could move full range, but I couldn’t take more than a few steps from the pipe embedded in the nearby concrete. I appeared to be in some emptied out storeroom. The walls were concrete, and the door looked like a thick impenetrable metal obstruction with a heavy latch. It was at this point I realized there was someone else in the room. A single table sat on the opposite side of the room, and a delicate-looking masked person was sitting on it.

It was the same masked person I had seen right before passing out. In the light, I could tell her hair was more brown than black. She didn’t look as imposing or as dangerous as she had in the alleyway. Being able to see her clearly eased a small amount of my fear. Her billowy outfit made it impossible to say any particular details about her. Her age, her body type, and even her sex were near impossible to determine.

“Faeri…” I murmured, glaring at the woman who took my sister.

“You’ve heard of me.” Her voice still came out as distorted and gravelly, and I couldn’t see what expression she had on her face through the theater mask which covered everything but her mouth, chin, and eyes.

I noticed something around her neck, a plastic collar with a box on it. It must be what changed her voice. I supposed it was safer for a crime boss to be anonymous, but what the heck was with all the theatrics? Everything about this entire room felt like she was trying to induce fear. Had I been a normal 14-year-old boy, it would have worked. However, my older mind saw some childishness in her demeanor. A slight shake in her hands and hesitation in her eyes. It reminded me that while these were criminals, they were still just kids likely acting like what they had seen on a visual screen.

“Where’s my sister!” I demanded, strengthening my resolve as I realized the power balance wasn’t as far in her favor as she pretended.

“Your sister? Oh, yes, you mean sister Hannah… oh, I’m keeping her in a safe place.”

“She’s not your sister. She’s mine!” I growled, pulling helplessly at the chains. “Show her to me. I came. I followed my end. Give my sister back to me!”

I knew I was showing my own nervousness, but until I saw Hannah, I couldn’t stop worrying. It was possible they never had Hannah in the first place. It was possible they had Hannah and killed her. There were too many possibilities. I needed to know that I made the right choice. I needed to know that what I did mattered.

“Oh, no… that’s where you’re wrong…” The woman came closer, making sure to remain just out of the range my chains allowed.

“You see, she’s my sister too.” The woman reached up, grabbing the mask and straightening it as if to tease me, “Daddy has been busy.”

My eyes widened as I looked up and down the woman. “No… it’s not possible…”

Faeri shrugged as if it was nothing to her. “Suit yourself.”

My father was never as honest to my mother as he should have been. Is it really true that he had impregnated other women? It didn’t just end with my Aunt. How many women did dad leave in his wake? Was this another left-over daughter from his time toying with mom?

“It’s a lie, right?” I demanded. “My father, Noah… if he fathered you… You mean your mom got some sperm he sold to the government, right?”

Faeri threw back her head and laughed lightly, a pleasant and smooth laugh. “Oh, do you think your dear father was so dutiful? There is a registry that keeps track of male… deposits. If you look up your dad, I think you’ll be surprised to find he never donated a single one.”

My eyes closed and my hands tightened. That bastard! How could he do that to mom? It’s one thing taking on a lot of lovers. However, it seemed like he just abandoned one after the other. The only unique thing about my mom is she’s the only one he didn’t abandon. What was he thinking?

I shook my head. Faeri was just trying to distract me. Rather, it was still Hannah that was the most important thing to me right now. Who knew if anything Faeri said was true or a lie. She could make up anything. I had no reason to trust her. The only thing I could trust was my sister. When I saw her, I’d know she was safe.

“My sister. I want you to show me my sister.”

“Sister… sister… she’s just a sister!” Faeri’s voice contorted angrily. “I’m your sister too. You have hundreds of sisters. What’s so different about her?”

“She’s different!”

Faeri laughed, pursing her lips. “If you want a sister so much, I could be your sister…”

“Shut Up!” I shouted, causing her to jump as I lunged at the chains. “Hannah is Hannah. I won’t cooperate until I see her! I’ll do anything for her!”

At that exact moment, there was a sudden shout from outside. The voice immediately sounded familiar. It sounded like a woman crying out, and it was a voice I’d recognize anywhere. Faeri shot a look back at the door. Her expression turned from an amused one to an annoyed one. It was like her fun time had just been interrupted.

“Hannah! It’s me, Hannah! Your brother is here! I’m here, Hannah!” I shouted, pulling against the chains until my hands felt numb.

“We’ll see about anything…” Faeri adjusted her mask one more time as she headed for the door.

She hit the light switch, immediately plunging my sight into darkness. A moment later, she opened the door and walked out. She kept the door slightly open so that all I could see was a ray of light. She was apparently addressing one of the guards on the other side of the door. All I could hear were whispers, but they sounded exasperated. The arguing went on for about thirty seconds. Suddenly, the door swung open again, light spilling in a blinding me before the door slammed shut.

It took me a minute before my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I blinked a few times in the dark room before I realized Faeri was still standing there watching me curiously. She almost had an inquisitive look that she didn’t possess before. However, she didn’t turn the light back on, and just stood there as if she was unsure of herself. I remained sitting with my eyes only partially open, not acknowledging her. She seemed to be content with this as she stood there for several minutes moving her mouth as if she was arguing with herself.

“What do you want, Faeri?” I finally broke the silence.

“Ah!” Faeri let out a surprised noise and then brushed her clothing as she straightened up. “I’ve… I’ve decided.”

The words were muttered under her breath, and they didn’t sound like they were words intended for my ears. However, the room was small and all the noise seemed to be amplified a bit. Her voice sounded a little different as if she was strained. I wondered what the conversation she had was about.

“Give me my sister, or we have nothing to talk about,” I growled, finally opening my eyes all the way and giving her a dark stare.

“Your sister… yes… you said you’d do anything for her. Is that true?” Faeri asked.

I grimaced at her question, realizing it might be a trap, but my pride wouldn’t deny it. “It is.”

“I’m your sister too. Technically, you’re my brother, so, shouldn’t you feel the same way for me?”

My face turned incredulous. However, Faeri was looking at me as if she genuinely wanted an answer.

“I already said, my sister, is special.” I finally spoke. “Had we been raised together, maybe things would be different. But you are no Hannah…”

“Hahahahaha…” Faeri threw back her head and laughed, nearly falling back, a strangely unpleasant laugh that sent tickles down my spine unlike before, “I could be though… I could be another one of your sisters. If you give me a chance…”

“You’re crazy!” I responded in disgust.

“Hahaha… maybe… maybe I am… I like you though… I like you a lot! Since you want to see Hannah, you’ll need to please me first. If you please me, I’ll give you back your sister, okay?”

I couldn’t keep my face smooth looking at this crazy woman. Become her sister? Is that what this was all about? Noah banged this bitch’s mom, and now she wants a brother of her own? Was I still paying for my father’s sins? I was coming to hate my father.

“Take out your penis!” she demanded pointing down at my crotch, making a demand like a petulant child looking to be spoiled.

I nearly spat at this strange and sudden declaration. It sounded like the unreasonable request of a child, but it took me a while looking at her in the dark before I realized she was genuinely serious.

“No!” I cursed, glaring at the psychopathic woman before me.

“I already told you, if you want to have yo… your sister, you’ll have to please me. Hahaha.” The girl kept laughing like she was making a joke, but her eyes looked serious. “So, pull out your dick, I want to see it. Do it! Do it now!”

“If… I pull it out… Hannah…”

“Yes… she’ll be safe! Now show it to me. Show it!” The girl seemed almost giddy as she stared excitedly.

I sighed, a little afraid at what she’d do if I didn’t give her what she wanted. The girl seemed to me to be quickly switching from highs to lows. She was very unstable. I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick, undoing the buckle and showing it to her. It was still dark, so it wasn’t as embarrassing as it would have been if the lights were on.

Faeri leaned forward, her eyes looking brightly. “It’s… a bit small…”

I immediately hid it with my hand and glared at the woman. “Well, I’m not aroused, naturally it gets bigger when I’m in the mood!”

Faeri nodded excitedly with a snap. “Ah, yes, excited! Of course!”

Suddenly, she reached behind her and undid her clothing. It fell in a single heap. Underneath it all was nothing but her skin. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear! In fact, other than her black stockings and her mask, she was now completely naked. My eyes couldn’t stop but pop out of my head. I’d seen many girls naked over the last year, but this woman was an immaculate beauty that rivaled my sisters and mother. At least, she had the body of a model.

It was vibrantly youthful, with nice round tits, a perfect bubble butt, smooth, pale skin, and even a cute little freckle on her right boob. She was shaved below, and it was a perfectly clean shave without a bit of hair. This didn’t look to be a body of some gang leader. Then again, in the darkness, I wouldn’t be able to make out any scars. Perhaps it was because of the darkness that her body looked so beautiful right now.

In my shock, I had forgotten to look away. The girl herself looked to the side, almost like she was pretending to be modest. Unfortunately, my cock became engorged with blood despite my protests. I went to cover myself up again, but the girl leaned forward intently, pointing at my exposed cock.

“It is! It is getting bigger! Ah… it’s bigger than I thought!” She immediately covered her mouth as if suddenly saying something embarrassing, and then she started giving me a strange look.

“What?” I asked, shifting awkwardly as she looked down at my exposed penis. “What do you want?”

“You find my body attractive…” She wore a mischievous look as she said it like a statement.

I looked away. “Of course, I do. How could I not?”

The smile on her face really pissed me off. She had forced me into this situation, and now she was acting so playful. It made hating her more difficult. It’d be easy if she was looking at me hatefully or acting like a man-hating lipstick lesbian. However, her strangely dere side was causing me to twitch.

“Stay still!” She pointed again with an order. “Don’t move!”

I held my hands up as she pointed aggressively at me. I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. She stepped slowly into my reach. It came to my realization I could grab her now and perhaps keep her hostage. However, I had the feeling that things wouldn’t work out well if I tried. They could always use Hannah to hurt me, and I had a feeling this woman wouldn’t respond to threats. The fact she was approaching me without clothing on showed how fearless she truly was… or how crazy.

Faeri ended up standing directly in front of me. I couldn’t help but look up, seeing her naked body only a few inches from the tip of my nose. I could smell a sweet scent coming off of her. This was the woman who took Hannah and kidnapped me? In the dark, at this moment, her body was truly beautiful. Despite the situation, despite my fear and worry, I felt my mouth grow dry looking at her blooming body, still full of youth but growing sexier every day.

Her skin was just as smooth and silky up close as it was at a distance. Her mounds seemed to defy gravity. Her ass was pert and bubbly, the kind you just wanted to grab and squeeze. It was body completely unlike Madison. It was a body that had a youthful exuberance even mom couldn’t reach. Maybe Hannah had a body like this, but I had never seen hers. I remained frozen as I watched that body, my mouth gaping slightly, unable to help myself.

Faeri fell down to her knees, suddenly, she was kneeling over my legs, her mask now about my level. I could see her hazel eyes, but only just. They were eyes that seemed to fear rejection. For some reason, I couldn’t look away. She reached down with her delicate fingers, grasping onto my penis before lining it up.

“S-seriously?” I let out the words in disbelief, “You’re going to rape me?”

“It’s not rape if you want it too…” The girl looked away while responding with a pouty voice, even over the voice modulator. “You want it…”

She didn’t say it as a question but as an insistence. She needed me to want it as badly as she did. I’d like to say I was a stronger man, but her smell, her appearance, and her body had already won me over. I couldn’t say no even if I wanted to. I cursed my hormones one last time. I guess I didn’t have as much of a control over them now as I thought I had gained.

No… that wasn’t right. I was just using them as an excuse. The realization dawned on me. They were all just excuses. My previous life, I had died a chain-smoking alcoholic a step away from losing his job. Once my wife cheated on me, I fell apart and died an early death in my thirties. No one would suggest I had it together as an adult. In my new life, I fell back into the same old behaviors of self-indulgence. I just convinced myself it was okay because I was a kid. It was just a victim of my hormonal swings.

Perhaps, my hormones had something to play in very beginning. I defended my bad decisions. I defended thinking with my dick. I just convinced myself I was a teenager, so there was no helping it. Perhaps I was always just lying to myself. I needed to start taking responsibility for my actions. The truth was, I’m just a horny guy who likes to fuck lots of hot women!

As Faeri lowered herself on my cock, I wanted it. I wanted to taste her! Even with my sister in captivity, I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to try more pussy. That’s the kind of man I was. I was the kind of man who while searching for his missing sister would eat a strange girl’s pussy and then fuck her kidnapper! This didn’t mean I didn’t care about Hannah, but given the situation, it wasn’t like I had a choice. I could either sit back and cry over being taken advantage of, or I could take pleasure when pleasure was offered. I chose the later, to take control of this situation.

“Aiiii!” I reached out and grabbed Faeri’s hips, then pushed her body down, impaling her on my cock.

She let out a shocked cry as I forced my dick into her tight body. Her pussy felt hot, wet, and smooth. I immediately pulled her towards me, biting her neck with my teeth. She cried out again and resisted for a second, fear and regret flashing in her eyes. However, she couldn’t fight against me now that she had fallen in my grip. I bit hard enough to cause her pain, but I wasn’t looking to injure her. Instead, my tongue flicked furiously against her neck and I sucked loudly.

“Too rough…” Faeri panted with what I could see of her face contorted in pain as she started to realize my intentions were dangerous, but I ignored her words.

If she wanted to fuck, she was going to fuck on my terms, and I decided not to go gentle on the woman who had imprisoned my sister. I bit harder, eliciting a moan from her, and then picked her up, pushing her down on to the cold floor. Faeri didn’t resist at all as I got on top of her and started fucking her. I may not be able to use her to escape, but at this moment, I’d use her for my own satisfaction.

“Ahh… ahhhnn… hah…” Faeri let out cute noises under me as I enjoyed her body.

My brain felt somewhat numb. Thinking about Hannah, or the fact that I was chained to the wall, or about when someone would come to rescue me, all of that was too difficult to think about. Instead, all I had to think about was the warmth of her body and the smooth feel of her skin in the dark. I could listen to the moans she made ruined only a bit by the voice modulator around her neck. I wanted to kiss her on the lips. I moved forward to grab the mask, but her hands reached up and grabbed my wrists instantly, not allowing me to do so.

Her eyes held a strange light as if even she was regretful that she wasn’t taking it off, but she wouldn’t budge her hands no matter how forceful I tried to be, so I gave up, attacking her breasts with my tongue and fingers instead. Using my hands, I squeezed them together, nipping and licking both nipples aggressively in the dark.

My hips rocked as I thrust into the beautiful girl in my arms. I couldn’t see her face, but I could feel her body. Her heart was racing. I could feel it beating in her chest pressed up against my ears. I could feel her gasping, hot air blowing down the back of my head after each thrust of my hips. I could feel her body writhe under me, adjusting and moving with my thrusts as I fucked her. Her pussy was inviting and hot. She smelled sweet like candy.

I lost track of how long I thrust into her in the dark as she clung onto me tightly. Our bodies turned completely sweaty as time went on, our panting becoming rugged as we worked against and with each other. The feel of this woman under me, her smell, her taste, it brought me into a euphoric trance that just went on and on.

I didn’t know if it was the adrenaline from being captured, the stress of the last few days, or a subconscious disgust over the woman under me, but I was able to go longer and harder than ever before. With mom, I barely lasted a few minutes. With Faeri under me, it felt like we just kept going. My urge to quickly cum was overridden from my need to pound this girl like an obsession. My hips moved rhythmically, filling her up over and over again, never thinking about the end, only enjoying the moment.

Her hands glided over my sweaty back. My hands glided over her sweaty, naked body. The smell of her sweet sex, the soft mechanical noises of her moans, the feel of her pussy. We fucked on and on. It felt like it lasted hours.

“Ahn… I’m cumming again…” Faeri’s voice was soft. “I can’t take any more… brother is too much…”

All of her movements were soft. From the moment I pushed her down, the sadistic crazy woman seemed to be replaced once again with someone completely unrecognizable. Perhaps this was some alternate personality? I didn’t even mind her calling me brother.

“I’m almost done.” I murmured in her ear, kissing it and causing the girl to gasp while tightening her grip on my arms.

“Don’t cum in me.” She breathed. “Not yet. Ah!”

As soon as she said this, I started picking up the pace, giving Faeri hard jackhammer movements as I plowed her pussy. I could feel her cumming around me, and the effect of her incredible body and the strange connection that we seemed to share built me to my breaking point.

“Ahhhh…” I let out a moan.

“Outside… take it out…” Faeri hit my arms.

I grabbed her hips and forced myself deep inside her. Immediately, my penis began to cum deep inside her womb. She let out a cry as she felt the warm seed burst out. Naturally, I did it because she told me not to! This was the only level of vengeance I could take on the woman at this particular moment. However, she didn’t resist or push me away. Instead, she held me tightly, even cumming again herself as she felt it fill her womb.

“Ahn… it’s inside. You… naughty boy… I said not to. I could get pregnant.” Faeri panted in a displeased voice, her head falling back as her body finally started to relax.

She had been clinging tightly to me for nearly an hour. At this moment, all the exhaustion and soreness from fucking on a concrete floor hit the both of us.

“I just gave you what you wanted? Didn’t you want my seed? Have a baby?” I teased the woman under me.

“Nn… not me. For… others…” Faeri spoke those words very lightly, and a moment later her eyes closed.

Did… did she seriously just fall asleep in my arms? This woman truly lacked any preservation at all. Now that my own brain was starting to work and I had released my desires on this woman, I was starting to think about using her as a hostage again. Of course, I was not even sure If I was strong enough to restrain her, let alone make a trade for my sister. If I miscalculated, it could mean major retaliation.

As I thought about what to do with this sleeping person in my arms, my eyes wandered down her body. She had a tattoo of a primrose on the lower corner of her hip. That must be some kind of means of identifying fellow gang members. My fingers traced her lovely body, goosebumps following my fingertips as I guided them down her perfect body.

My hands pulled back in shock when I noticed something sticky and dark on Faeri’s leg. I immediately touched my own penis and felt something similar before I put my hand up to my eyes. There was a distinct iron smell emanating from the dark stuff. It was clearly blood. That would mean that Faeri was a virgin, or very nearly one. Just who was this woman who gave her virginity to me five minutes after we met?

I reached up to grab the mask, my fingers tangling through her midnight black hair. My hand barely touched the edge when her hand sprang up and caught my wrist.

“No peeking…” The girl said, pulling out of my arms and finally standing up.

She grabbed her robes and threw them back over her shoulders while I remained lying on the cold cement floor. I didn’t try to grab her anymore. I could only stare in wonder.

“So, did you enjoy your sister Faeri?” She asked teasingly as she dressed.

“Why did you do this?” I asked.

“Why not? I already pegged you for a siscon. Why else would you have come so far?” Faeri asked as she turned and walked to the door. She stopped right at the door, only tilting back with her head. “I wouldn’t look forward to rescue. The abandoned factory address you were given is just a front. The police will find nothing there. However, you’ve pleased me. I’ll show you your precious Hannah tomorrow. I’ll put you in a cell right next to her even, so she can always see… how you treat your sisters. If you continue to please me, I might even release her, eventually. However, you… you’re mine now.”

“And who are you?” I demanded, finally sitting up.

“I’m just a girl from another world.” She responded.

The color left my face as the door opened and closed, cutting me off in the darkness.

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“Nada… what did she say?” I asked.

“I said you should just call the cops.” A window in the front rolled down and Nada was sitting in the front passenger seat.

“Gah! How long have you been there?” I gave a cry, immediately wiping my face and trying to recover myself.

Nada frowned, ignoring my surprise. “I… wronged you. I know that now. I’m… I’m going back to mom.”

I let out a sigh, relaxing my shoulders. “I think… that’s a good idea.”

Nada gave a nod and after a moment, started talking again. “It’s an abandoned factory downtown. That’s where you’ll find the Primrose.”

“Primrose?”

“That’s what they call themselves. Mostly teenage delinquents… those that couldn’t make it into the academy. They help traffic the drugs, minor extortion, that kind of thing. Their sign is a primrose flower. If you find the flower, you find them.”

“I got it.” I nodded, the logic simple enough.

“They’re not as hardcore or as man-hating as some gangs,” Nada added. “But that’s part of what makes them so dangerous. They’re just a bunch of dumb kids. They’re approachable. Friendly even. Then a few months later you’re eating pussy at market price for another hit…” Nada winced and turned away.

“They took my sister. I absolutely won’t trust them.” I responded simply.

We slowed to a stop, and I could see that we were parked outside of Veris’s home. It looked like Brooke had promised to take her home first. Nada patted herself off and stepped out the car door. However, before she closed it, she turned back and looked in.

“I…” Nada lowered her eyes uncertainly.

“The first time we had sex, we had sex because I wanted to,” I spoke out. “I don’t hate you. Maybe if you cleaned yourself up… I don’t know… if you came back to the mansion… and stayed, we could… I could put a baby in you.”

Nada’s eyes shot up, a look of surprise in her eyes. Clearly, she never would have expected me to offer to give her more seed. This was far, far more than she could ever deserve. Her eyes started to grow teary-eyed, and it looked like she wanted to throw herself at my feet, but our locations in the car prevented it. After taking a deep breath and getting a hold of her emotions, she gave a decisive nod.

“Watch out for Faeri.” She gave me a worried look. “She’s… not innocent like the others. She’s violent, manipulative, and hateful. If you can avoid coming in contact with her, it’d be better.”

“Nada…” I met her eyes one last time. “Thank you…”

Nada nodded a few more times like she didn’t want to leave, but she regretfully closed the door. She continued to watch as the car pulled away. She stood in the sidewalk until we were out of sight, watching the car that seemed to carry her hopes and dreams.

“Another baby?” Brooke asked wryly.

“If it… keeps her from doing drugs again, then it’s worth it.” Brooke raised an eyebrow, so I kept speaking. “We’ve slept together. We’ve shared a bond. I’m not going to be fooled by her again, but that doesn’t mean I want to leave her hanging high and dry. I need sixty women for my harem plan to work, right? Nada used to be an educated woman, she just fell on hard times. She was once pretty. She could be pretty again.”

Brooke gave a snort when I finished. “You’re too nice.”

“Maybe…” I muttered back. “Or maybe this world is just too cruel.”

“It’s the only world we got.” Brooke shrugged.

A wry smile formed on my lips, but I didn’t respond. Yeah, this is just how things are. I heard that a lot in my old world too. It was only now that I’ve seen the world another way that I understood how weak and unconvincing that argument was. Things are the way they are because people made them the way they are. If we wanted things to change. We’d had to change them ourselves.

I closed my eyes and leaned back with a sigh. Charlene always remained silent unless responding to something, and thankfully Brooke could read the mood well enough that she also didn’t say anything. My thoughts were mostly on Hannah. Right now, she’s locked in a room somewhere, dark and cold. Worst, she probably hated me. The last time we had seen each other she ran away in disgust because I was giving everyone but her attention. Now, she’s kidnapped and being used to blackmail me.

Would my dear sister ever come to forgive me? I really didn’t know. Part of the reason I left the way I did was because I felt guilty myself. I had betrayed my sister, and I felt that if I was the one who saved her, then at least she wouldn’t hate me. However, even if I saved her, Hannah could still end up hating me in the end. It turned out, my mother wasn’t the only one that I had taken for granted. Just like I assumed mom could take any abuse, I had assumed my sister would always be there. I reckoned I could focus on Madison because I had plenty of time with Hannah. Only now did I realize how precious that time truly was.

After we had been driving smoothly for some time, I finally opened up my eyes, and immediately raised my eyebrow. We were outside the city, driving away from it. Was the location that Nada gave us so far outside of the city? I didn’t think that was so. My brow furrowed. However, it wasn’t until I saw a familiar fence and gate coming to view that my eyes shot to Brooke. She had a guilty expression on her face, but she met my eyes defiantly.

“What is going on here?” I demanded.

“I’m bringing you home, kid,” Brooke responded.

“Wh-what?” I tried to stand up, hitting my head on the car ceiling and grabbing it. “Damn it! You said it yourself, we’re wasting time!”

“We already got what we needed,” Brooke sighed. “Now you need to stay home and stay safe. I’ve already contacted the authorities. They’ll be waiting to intercept the package at home. Once they intercept it, they’ll make a move at the rendezvous and the factory at the same time. It’s the safest way to protect your sister.”

“No…” I shook my head. “Brooke, they don’t care about her. She’s not a man, so they won’t care!”

“Clyburn, I know your mother has filled your head with those kinds of thoughts.” Brooke’s voice was strained with a tinge of anger. “But it is their job to protect citizens. You are their priority, so be glad they can know you’re safe while they focus on handling the exchange.”

“Charlene,” I turned to the other woman, who turned her head away from me, a guilty look on her face also. “Brooke, this isn’t what we agreed on! You were supposed to be my ally.”

“I’m supposed to do what no one else will, keep you safe and make sure you don’t do anything stupid! I’m the only one concerned about your best interest.” Brooke’s voice was raised now.

“Then, you’re fired!” I shouted back. “It was a mistake to go to you…”

“I refuse!”

“You… you can’t refuse! Charlene, get her out of the car!” Charlene looked out the window, wearing an expression like she wanted to leap through it and take her chances at sixty miles an hour.

“You already put me in your damn heresy thing, now you’re stuck with me, and I will do my job to keep you safe whether you like it or not!” Brooke growled.

“You’re out of the harem!” I said, pointing out the door like I expected her to jump.

“Fine… if you’re done with my services, I’ll just take my severance package!”

“What the hell are you doing?” I shouted as Brooke leaped at me.

“You offered some cum to make my Aiko a baby! Now you better deliver!” Brooke started trying to unbuckle my belt as I fought her off.

“I won’t give it! You can’t make me cum even if you wanted to, you taco bitch!”

“Very well then!” Brooke pulled out a switchblade. “Then I’ll just cut it off and stuff it so Aiko can use it as a toy so she can feel a real penis!”

“You’re fucking crazy!” I shouted, fighting with Brooke in the backseat of the car, while Charlene pretended she wasn’t there in the corner.

I reached out to grab anything I could use as a weapon. My hand ended up caught on her blouse, ripping it open and exposing her breasts and cleavage. Of course, her bra was still on, but with her boobs exposed, my hands immediately went for them. I grabbed her nipples through her bra and twisted hard.

“Arrrrr… you fucking kid!” Brooke shouted grabbing my crotch and squeezing until my balls felt like they were being kicked.

“I… will… not… abandon… my… sister!” I growled through the pain, delivering the most brutal purple nurple I could manage.

“You’re… not!” Brooke snarls through gritted teeth. “I… am… keeping… you… safe. Stop… being an… idiot!”

The car door my head was pushed up against suddenly opened. My upper body fell halfway out of the car. The sudden drop caught Brooke off guard as well, and she fell forward with only my body to grab on to. As a result, her hands grab my shirt and her chest lands on my chin. Flushed and breathing hard, the pair of us looked outside the door, me upside down on the bottom, with Brooke straddling me on top.

“Uh… we’re here…” The driver who opened the door said nervously, trying to keep herself from looking at us while a fiery red blush covered her face.

Nearby, there were siren lights flashing, and two or three police cars sat nearby. It appeared that when the cars were off, they released retractable metal feet like a table that they rested on. There were also a couple of policewomen, and most importantly, Aunt Rose standing worriedly nearby. Everyone was looking with their mouths slightly agape.

Brooke recovered first, rolling her eyes as she got off of me, immediately pulling her blouse over her chest, even though the buttons had been ripped off. I turned around and stood up. Feeling slightly dizzy from being upside down for a moment. Charlene had already escaped the vehicle and went to the policewoman to report everything going on. Many of the policewomen were giving me looks, apparently very excited by the scene they had discovered a man in. It’s not every day they saw a man in the middle of foreplay with a woman, and it’d be the talk of the station for weeks.

“Even in a crisis, my nephew is a bit of a deviant…” Aunt Rose muttered slightly.

I ignored her words as I got out of the car. “Aunt Rose, Hannah…”

Aunt Rose raised a hand to stop me. “Yes, I know. You’ve done well. Brooke has told us everything. You’ve made both me and your mother worry greatly. When she gets out of the hospital tomorrow, she’s going to have quite a few words for you.”

“No… I mean… I have to go to Hannah…”

Aunt Rose gave me a sympathetic look. “I know you want to help, Clyburn, but the best thing you can do is let the police handle it, okay? You’re not a hero from some story. Just stay inside with us. They’ll get Hannah back.”

“That’s what I tried to tell the brat, maybe he’ll listen to reason now.”

“You tried to cut off my dick!” I shouted, pointing at Brooke accusingly.

“You misheard,” Brooke said it with such an absolute straight face that even I almost wanted to doubt myself.

I ignored Brooke’s childishness. She was probably acting that way just to distract me. Maybe that’s why she let me go down on that other woman too. She was just trying to mislead me. Amuse me like a child. Keep me out of any real danger while allowing me to feel just a bit of thrill. In the end, I hadn’t truly accomplished anything. I looked at Aunt Rose’s sympathetic eyes and Brooke’s stubborn looks.

Many of the police ladies were looking at me too. They had the same kind of eyes as the ambulance women. I was like an antelope that had wandered in front of a pack of lions. If it had made my skin crawl before, now it just made me angry. I turned and walked away. As to the direction I walked, it wasn’t like I was being given a choice there. I headed back into the mansion. There was less security in the mansion, but Charlene has resumed her role as my shadow. I was once again trapped in my prison, unable to do anything. I couldn’t protect anyone.

I went into my room and closed the door. At the very least, Charlene wouldn’t follow me in there. However, it was a room with no escape. The door into mom’s adjacent room was locked. The window was actually nailed shut, making it impossible to open. All I could do was lie in bed. As soon as I did, however, I felt something under the covers. I got up and pulled them off. There was a manila envelope sitting hidden. How long had it been here? The police must have not searched my room. Well, there was no reason to. How would someone get into my room when the entire mansion was secure? They were waiting for a delivery to come to the mansion. How would they ever expect the package to already be here?

I picked up the envelope and opened it. Just as expected, a single note came in. The note was in handwriting I recognized. It was written in Hannah’s bubbly script. It also looked to have some stains on it. One of them looked like blood.

Dear Brother,

They told me to write this telling you to come to 4321 Ferris Pine in the city and go into the back alley. If you do, you’ll see me again. Be there by 8:00 pm. No police. If you don’t come, they will… just don’t come, brother… don’t come… don’t worry about me.

Hannah

My hands trembled as I read the note, and a moment later a drop of liquid struck it. I realized that tears were falling down my cheeks. I should have given this to the police. I should. However, this was a world that prized men, not women. They didn’t care about saving my sister. Even if the police girls out front were thinking that if they were the one to save my sister, maybe I’ll fuck them in appreciation, it didn’t feel like enough. I needed to go there. If I was caught, then the police would spare no expense saving me. I left the note on my bed so they could find it after I left.

I looked out the window. The flashing lights of the police assaulted my eyes. I could see Brooke and Aunt Rose talking to a policewoman who was nodding. My window faced the front of the house, even if I could kick it open, I would be caught by the time I reached the bottom. I needed a bedroom that did not face the front of the house. That’s right, Hannah’s bedroom has a window that faced out the back corner! I headed out my door.

“Clyburn.” Charlene gave a nod.

“I’m going to Hannah’s room,” I said. “Maybe there is something there that would give us a clue.”

Charlene let out a rare expressive sigh. “The police have checked her room.”

My hands tightened and I straightened my back. “Even so… look, I’ll go crazy if I can’t do something. At least let me try…”

The desperation in my eyes was genuine even if the words I said were false. Charlene gave a nod after a moment and I let out a silent breath of relief. She took me to Hannah’s room, and once again I closed the door on her. She probably assumed I’d fall on Hannah’s bed and cry myself to sleep or something. However, I had completely different plans in mind.

I immediately went to Hannah’s window, only to find that it wasn’t nailed shut like my own. It looked like mom only gave me that kind of treatment. Her window opened rather easily, so I carefully lifted it without making a noise. Looking out the window, I let out another surprised noise. It was very lucky. Her window seemed to sit in a little alcove that hid it from eyes. More than that, there appeared to be a trellis structure built alongside the house to hold flowers. It looked scalable. I didn’t hesitate to swing my leg out the window and grab onto the structure. It seemed to creek angrily under my grip, but I still worked my way down it, only getting pricked by thorns three times on the climb from the second level to the floor. Once my feet hit the ground, I moved into a crouch.

Most of the security patrolled the borders, so they weren’t near the mansion. The cops were in the front yard, waiting on the package, and didn’t seem all that concerned about running security detail. I guess they weren’t expecting me to try to flee. The location I went to was the garage. The garage was detached and actually a ways away from the mansion in a separate building. Naturally, when we wanted to drive, a car and driver were fetched for us, so there was very little reason to have an ugly garage in the same space as the mansion.

This benefited me greatly today as there was no one near the garage. Better still, the keys to the car were left in the garage. Of course, the garage was locked, meaning I had to smash a window to get inside. I used a rock, unlocked the door, and went to the car key lockbox which was never locked. I had no eyes for cars, so I merely picked the first key I saw. We had three cars in all. The limousine still parked in front of the mansion, a car with high safety ratings that I’m supposed to use to learn how to drive when I turned 18, the legal driving age limit in this world. The last one was my dad’s car. It was wrapped with a dusty car cover.

When I tried to unlock the car using the key, it was dad’s car that beeped. I threw off the cover to find a car that looked very stylish. It had leather seats and blue flames on the side. Best of all, it was dark. I was never a car guy, but it looked like my dad might have been. I gave out a little whistle as I jumped into the driver seat. The security wouldn’t know what to make of this car suddenly bursting out of the property. Noone would expect me to know how to drive, but with 35 years of experience I could figure this out! With luck, I’ll be awhile away before the police even know what happened.

The one big disadvantage of the hover cars I noticed as I turned it on was that to move from the standing state to idle took a good minute. That meant none of the police cars were ready to chase me. Police had to stay hovering in idle when they were waiting to turn on their lights. With the cars off, they were helpless.

I turned the hover car on and started moving out. With the lights off, the car produced very little noise. They were incredibly stealthy in this world. Thus, I was able to sneak past the police blockade without being noticed by anyone. I very slowly drove up to the gate leading out of the property. There was someone at the gate. As soon as I hit the gate, I wouldn’t be able to sneak any longer. I took a breath, but right before I hit the gas, which I didn’t even know if it was called gas in this world, I noticed that the car had a phone system.

A new idea circled through my head, I moved the car into the bushes, and then dialed the number to the security gate which I had memorized one day on a whim. The phone lines were all interconnected, so assuming this was on the network, then I could message any other phone almost like a walkie-talkie.

“Help!” I cried out, trying to give a feminine voice. “Some gangsters have broken through a side gate and are currently descending on the mansion! Everyone to the mansion!”

I held my breath as soon as I finished. If my rouse didn’t work, I’d floor the gas and hope for the best. A moment later, the gate room opened up and the woman inside ran out, her walkie-talkie in hand. With the police coming and Hannah being kidnapped, it looked like she was deprived of sleep and her nerves were frayed. She hadn’t thought to double check before abandoning her post. I let out a relieved breath as she ran by.

I didn’t wait too long though as I hit the gas. The gate actually auto-opened for the right vehicles, so I didn’t need to do anything but approach the gate, causing it to open. There was a proximity sensor that noted the gate was opening, but I didn’t know how much they checked it. At the very least, I bought myself a few minutes. Thus, I slammed the gas and sped out of my home, obtaining freedom once again.

I drove twice the speed limit, blazing down the road. I kept expecting to see sirens blazing from behind as I was being chased, but when the city came into view, I had yet to see anyone. My plan worked as well as I had hoped, and soon I was in the city.

The light was starting to wane, and the sun was setting. It was then I realized that this car had no GPS. I became very lost very quickly. I asked for directions three times. As to seeing a 14-year-old driving a car, not a single woman noticed. The only thing they saw was a man pulling up to them. As soon as they found out they could help a man, they became incredibly excited and helpful. A few pushed their phone numbers on me, and one even suggested we go back to her place. I ignored them all, slowly making my way to the rendezvous point given to me.

When I finally pulled up in front of the abandoned alleyway at the address given, it was nearly dark out. I let out a breath as the last of the sunlight disappeared. I had made it here with a few minutes to spare. Now, it was time to do the only thing I could for my sister. I got out of the car and left it there. Looking down the dark alley, I tightened my fist and followed the path. It was something I had to do.

I heard some kind of movement in the shadows, but I didn’t bring a flashlight to shine my way. In the end, I could only just fall right into their trap. For Hannah… I had to do this for Hannah.

A cloaked figure emerged from the darkness. They had a mask on their face, it looked like a blank theater mask that covered half her face, completely white except for dark eyes. She had midnight black hair, but the rest of her features were completely obscured by the baggy clothing.

“You actually came?” The voice came out distorted, it was the same voice on the video. “What are you, stupid? Hahahaha…”

The voice bent over laughing like my presence was a complete joke.

“I came alone. Where is my sister?” I demanded.

“Your sister?” The mysterious figure tapped the lip of their mask. “I wonder…”

“You bastard. I did what you asked. Now let her go.”

“Hah? Did we say anything about letting her go?”

I took a step forward. “If you touch her, I swear to god, I’ll kill you!”

The form started laughing once again. “Hahaha… you’re funny. I like you…”

“I’m not joking!” I growled, my hand pulling out a knife, the same switchblade from Brooke which I had pocketed secretly after our exchange. “Give her back to me! She’s mine!”

For the first time, the figure gasped as I lunged at her with the knife in my hand. She leapt back smoothly, avoiding my slash, but she also looked very flustered and surprised. A man caring so much for a woman in this world might seem strange to some. However, this woman was my sister, I wouldn’t let them hurt her. This woman must have been Faeri. If I could capture Faeri, maybe I could use her to get my sister back.

Those thoughts ended an instant later when something hard struck me in the side of the head. I found myself going from swinging forward to falling to my side. Someone else had been behind me and had used that second to strike. It felt like a bat or something. I stared up dizzily as I felt the knife being pulled from my hand. The masked Faeri was staring down at me.

“Tsk… tsk… you’re an interesting boy, Clyburn.  Welcome to your new family. We’ll take good care of you. You and your… Hannah… as well. Hahahahaha…”

My vision finally failed and my mind descended into darkness followed by that maniacal laughter.

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“You. Have you seen this woman?” I leaned over and pushed an old photograph of Nada into the woman’s face as the hood of my cloak fell back.

The woman was lying on the ground with a needle in her arm. Whether she was ever a prettier girl or not was difficult to tell. Now, her body was devoid of fat. She was skinny to the bone. Her face was pocked with scabs. She was deathly pale and her skin was scraggly and flaking. When she opened her eyes, she blinked three or four times as if she didn’t believe what she was seeing.

“Hey… you’re a man? Hey, baby… want me to show you a good time.” The woman made an attempt to grab me, but in her state, I was able to easily dodge her.

I kicked her leg one more time. “This woman! Do you know her?”

“Wha-? Oh… that’s… um… what’s her face. Yeah, I seen her.”

I let out a breath. This had been the tenth person we had tried to talk to. Two of them had actually tried to tackle me to the ground and rape me on the spot. Brooke had to beat them off of me. Beat them off is the correct word because, in their drug-addled states, they didn’t stop until they were unconscious. I still felt dirty from the last one, who had managed to get her tongue inside my mouth. She hadn’t bathed in a few days, and she smelled quite pungent.

Brooke had told me it’d be easier if she just did the questioning. We were at a drug house Veris had told us was a place Nada frequented. It was the third and final of the addresses Veris could deliver. Among the ten we questioned, this was the first woman to even admit she knew Nada, let alone claim to have recently seen her.

“Can you tell use where she is?” I asked.

The girl, who couldn’t be older than twenty-five, grinned, her teeth yellow and one of her canines seemingly missing.

“What’s it to yay?” She looked down at my crotch. “Perhaps you give me a go, love, and maybe your cock will refresh my memory, eh?”

“Let me handle this.” Brooke took a step forward, cracking her knuckles.

She was just as annoyed spending all morning in crack houses as I was. She looked like she wanted to blow off some steam on this shameless druggy. However, if she accidentally knocked the woman unconscious, we’d be back to square one. I touched Brooke’s shoulder. She looked back at me and I shook my head. With a sigh, she backed off and I kneeled down to the drugged up woman again. Her eyes were more open now, and she had scooted away from Brooke. She was till eying Brooke distrustfully like she expected Brooke to start attacking her any second. I lifted my hand in front of her face and snapped, getting her attention back on me.

“Hey, you, you know if you get pregnant with my baby, you can’t do drugs, right?” I said.

“Gegegege…” The girl let out a laugh. “Worried about our baby, love? No worries. I’ll raise it up proper. Now just stick your cock in me. A lot of lipsticks have been in there but never man-dick, so you’ll be my first.”

The woman shamelessly spread her legs. Her underwear was stained. At some point, she had pissed herself while in her drugged state. Suffice it to say, she smelled overly ripe, and I nearly gagged at the scent. The woman herself only smiled, like she actually thought I’d jump on top of her and start humping her right on the floor here.

“That won’t be necessary,” I said, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my ace, “If you tell me where Nada is, you can have this. Yeah… you recognize it, all you got to do is cut it open and stick it inside. Or sell it. I don’t care. I hear cum goes for $500 an ejaculate on the street.”

Of course, I hadn’t known that earlier today, but after three drug houses, I had picked up on the street the value of my own baby juice. $500! Money in this world wasn’t much different than money in my other world, although this world had already converted to a plastic only system. Physical money no longer existed except in banks. All people traded electronically with cards. However, to think that if I did nothing but jack off 4 times a month I could live comfortably for the rest of my life, it was certainly a strange feeling.

What I held in front of the woman’s eyes was, of course, a condom. It wagged back in forth in front of her eyes, which were locked on them like a dog on a steak. It was tied on the end and full of white stuff, the same way Veris and Nada had once transported it. The white stuff wasn’t warm to the touch, but even so, any woman would get excited by the possibilities of this little bag.

“Ah! Y-yes!” The woman reached out, but when I lifted it out of her grasp, she started nodding excitedly. “Yes, yes! Nada… I know Nada. Skinny girl. Narrow eyes, short hair, average titties? She’s out back. Found herself a lipstick, eating pussy for a hit. I ain’t gay but Nada broke down last night and became a muncher. Already gobbled up ten women, the slut!”

I gave nod. “Out back?”

Brooke gave a nod. “Woman fuck each other behind drug houses like this. It’s known.”

The other woman nodded, excitedly, reaching out her hand. “Yes, of course, gimme, gimme.”

I dropped the condom on the floor with a plop. The woman immediately lunged and grabbed it. Turning away in disgust, I gestured Brooke to follow me outside the room. The pair of us headed down the stairs leading to the back.

“Are you just giving it away now?” Brooke said angrily as we walked down the stairs. “So much for your plans.”

If I didn’t know any better, it sounded like she was jealous and pouting.

“I’ll do anything for my family. Do you understand? If it was you, I’d do it too.”

“…” Brooke didn’t respond, but when we reached the bottom of the stairs, I turned around and gave her a smirk.

“Besides, it’s glue. Thought I might need some currency, so I poured some into a couple condoms. The only thing that woman will get is her crotch glued shut. Might even help with the smell…”

Brooke’s expression relaxed and she let out a snort. “Haha… you tricky bastard. You better not do that to my Akio.”

“Well, the only way to be certain is to have me deliver it straight from the source…” I turned away, a smirk forming on my face.

“Don’t you start!” Brooke snapped indignantly. “I can still beat the shit out of you!”

“Mmm… sorry, not a masochist, so if you want my cum, you’ll have to treat me gentle-like.”

“You… don’t be so… ahem… cocky…”

I let out a slight grin. “Oh… really…”

“Yes, I heard how that sounds, now kindly go jack yourself off.” Brooke stuck out her tongue and looked away, for the second time today looking just a bit flustered.

As we left the dilapidated building and started walking along the side path, the noises in the air stopped us from talking. True to the rumors, the private sealed off area behind the drug den was basically a whore house. Munchers, women who resorted to eating women out for drugs, met with their suppliers. Some of these women were rich women just looking for sexual release, while others were the drug dealers themselves, offering discounts in exchange for sexual favors. Not every prostitute here did drugs, but they went hand in hand.

“Put up your hood, kid.” Brooke muttered, “A bunch of horny drugged up women and a fertile man don’t mix well.”

I nodded, lifting the hood to my cloak and lowering it over my eyes. I was still young and scrawny, so I didn’t really have an obviously manly physique with my cloak on. Despite how silly Brooke’s words might have seemed in my old world, I was in very real danger here. If all these women did learn a man was in their domain, being pushed down was the least of my worries.

The area wasn’t particularly large, but hundreds of dirty towels and blankets were hung up by strings, sectioning off the place and creating the effect like some kind of bazaar or marketplace. The makeshift coverings came in many colors, and so it looked very lively for a back ally. Various women had created makeshift privacy tents that looked like small alcoves only about three feet wide and six feet deep. Sitting in front of each alcove was a woman plying her trade. Some of them looked professional, wearing makeup and alluring clothing, while others looked much like druggies just looking to score a hit.

To some of these women, these little hovels barely large enough to fit two people were the locations they worked and lived.

“It’s a work around the law.” Brooke suddenly spoke up.

“Hah?” I coughed, trying to cover up my voice while avoiding the eyes of a few women who were trying to get me to come over to their tent.

“Prostitution is illegal… indoors. However, you can freely exchange anything for sex outdoors as long as it doesn’t violate public decency laws. So, these sort of … pussy markets… open up in the bad areas of town. Being behind a drug den is just for convenience.”

“I really thought that without men, the sex trade would be dead,” I muttered to myself.

“Huh? Why would a man ever need to pay for sex?” Brooke looked at me with a genuinely questioning look, and I could only shrug with a half-smile.

This was the world we lived in now. It was a world of women. Human nature apparently wasn’t sex specific. If there weren’t men, women didn’t suddenly turn into perfect peacekeepers. Humans were just as bad independent of the sex. Maybe the violence wasn’t as bad. Women didn’t kill other women as often. However, that only made things crueler for them. Men just murdered men. Women, on the other hand, they’d strip other women of their humanity until there was nothing left.

I once knew a girl in high school. She wasn’t part of the popular girls and got excluded and teased relentlessly. The worst a bully would ever do to a man is beat him up and steal his lunch money. However, the girls relentlessly hounded her until she attempted suicide. Then, the same girl who had driven her to try to kill herself was put in charge of the “get well” committee which collected money and got signatures to cheer her up. The harasser was the well-liked popular girl, after all, and the teachers knew nothing. So, after trying to die, she had to watch her bully smile at her and hand her flowers to make her feel better, while secretly spreading rumors that she faked her suicide so she could get an abortion. That girl never returned, switching schools instead. However, it left a lesson that had remained with me until now, women are scary.

As I looked around the space, I could see a few tents being occupied by women. There was some giggling, some heavy breathing, and a couple of moans. I kept reminding myself how dangerous a place this was, less I start to grow too excited. However, I still felt I had to slouch a little or there might be something very obvious displaying my sex. It was then that my eyes fell on a naked butt sticking out the entrance of one of the tents. It was a woman on her knees, and she was bent over, her upper body still within a cubby hole. This wasn’t technically legal since her naked lower half was being exposed, but in this environment, the sight of naked women was common and the other girls ignored her slip in etiquette. She was a newbie, after all.

As I walked up to her cubby, I could see her ass and pussy were wagging, and it looked like she was in between the legs of another woman, munching down on some pussy. Well, trying. She didn’t have the other woman’s panties off yet, and I could hear bickering between the two like they were having a difference of opinion. Even though I didn’t see her face between the other woman’s legs, it was an ass and pussy that I recognized. I sat down on my knees, pulled back my hand and gave the ass a slap. Brooke rolled her eyes at me while the woman I slapped let out a cry.

She pulled back out of her position between another girl’s pussy and she looked up. Her face looked not much different than a few days ago. Maybe she was little more tired. Her lips were chapped and she had wet stuff all over her chin. Nada had been reduced to whoring herself out for drugs. Well, in her defense, she did try to whore herself out to me before she fell back on lesbianism. I knew it wasn’t my fault, but I still felt a little bad seeing the poor woman in this state. I had pushed her to this, although there was nothing I could do to prevent this from happening either.

“You’ll have to wait for your…” Nada stopped when she looked up at saw me.

Her eyes widened in confusion and fear. She looked more lucid than she had when she had tried raping me a few nights ago. Her eyes grew teary just from the sight, but I straightened my back and gave her a glare. Before I could say anything though, another person sat up and shot Nada a dissatisfied look. With me standing in the sun, she couldn’t see my face. However, I was shocked at the sight of her. This girl was actually really pretty, and she wasn’t much older than me! Why would some cute girl in her teens be getting her pussy eaten out in a back ally! I was stunned speechless.

“Hey, what’s the deal!” The girl growled. “You promised to make me cum and I’m not feeling it at all! $100, and I cum. That’s the promise.”

“Ah… misses…” Nada looked between me, Brooke and back at the woman in the tent. “I’m sorry… they…”

Taking Nada’s inability to properly respond, the teenage girl who wore surprisingly nice clothing for the place she was in shot both of us a glare. “Wait for your turns. Can’t you see she’s busy?”

“We need to talk to her for a moment. I hope you understand.” Brooke spoke, trying to sound reassuring.

“No… it is you who don’t understand! I have an exam in the afternoon, and there might be boys there…” She emphasized the word boys like it meant something. “If I see any boys, then I won’t be able to concentrate on my test. Whestler’s Guide to the Feminine Body says that a woman must… ahem… cum… and after she cums, she will no longer focus on a man and can do better in class.”

“You… you’ve cum before, right?” Brooke asked.

The woman’s face grew flustered. “How dare you ask a lady that?”

“It’s… her first time.” Nada muttered, looking down. “That’s why I’m naked, she said that’s it is not real sex unless someone’s naked.”

I covered my mouth as my shoulders shook, but Brooke actually threw back her head laughing, causing the teenage girl to grow even redder.

“You… so much for confidentiality!” The girl bristled, grabbing her curly blond hair and pulling it, which seemed to be something she did when she was frustrated. “It doesn’t matter! I paid! I paid for one orgasm and I won’t quiet down until I get it!”

Was she seriously having a tantrum in a back ally? Only one thing came to mind looking at her, a spoiled rich kid. A stupid, spoiled, rich kid. She was starting to make a scene, and a few of the others nearby were starting to look at them. If it continued on in this direction, this silly girl’s first brothel visit would become a big problem for everyone present.

“I’ll do it then,” I said, trying to make my voice sound feminine.

Brooke and Nada gave me surprised looks, but the teenager squinted in my direction with her hand up. “You? Well, you do look a little younger than her. Closer to my age? I don’t really care who, I’m not into women. I’ll be thinking about boys while you do it anyway. Don’t bother with the clothing, just be quick!”

I gave Brooke a smirk while she glared at me. We gestured at each other for a few seconds until Brooke gave up. She grabbed Nada and dragged the naked woman away to grill her. Meanwhile, I go on all fours and dived under the tent to finish Nada’s job. That job was this girl’s pussy. She was a cute blonde girl with curly hair, boobs that rivaled my mom’s, which was amazing on a sixteen-year-old girl, and nice long legs to boot. She also had a bag nearby, and I recognized the logo on the back. It was the same logo I had seen on Madison’s stuff. This girl was an Academy girl.

This probably wasn’t the best time to play around, but we needed to keep this girl from causing trouble. I didn’t know if there were any of the gang members nearby. Even if Brooke could safely get me out of there, would Hannah be safe if the people who kidnapped her found out I was looking for them? Thus, I had to act fast, and that meant eating pussy. It didn’t hurt that I was very horny, listening to women fornicating in every other tent, naturally, my willpower was waning as a teenage boy. At the very least, I was leaving it to a little bit of foreplay.

“Ah! Ahn…” The girl’s legs tightened around my head, stopping me from diving in before I could even get my tongue out. “G-gentle!”

She slowly relaxed her thighs, spreading herself open. She looked away while pushing her underwear to the side with her fingers. It was a very erotic scene. In truth, my body blocked most of the light, so it was pretty dark. I could only really see her pale white thighs and the outline of her womanhood. It looked a bit like a ripe flower. She also smelled sweet. It was clear, she was a girl who kept herself clean. Well, if she had looked nasty, I wouldn’t have offered to dive into Nada’s tent with her in the first place.

I blew lightly with my lips over her mound of flesh, and I could feel the girl shivering underneath me. Very slowly, I worked my head down. Any sudden movements seemed to cause this woman to tighten her legs and block me, as if by instinct. She was forcing herself to spread for me. I wonder if Nada had even managed to get a tongue in before I interrupted.

Finally, my tongue landed in the right spoke, and I began lapping up her insides, enjoying the flavor of this blond teenage bombshell. Her hands ran through my hair and grabbed tightly as she let out little whimpering sounds. She had a sweet and refreshing taste, and my tongue could tell that her pussy was a virgin.

“Ah… ah… ah…” The girl moaned.

My fingers ran through her pubic hair, which was soft and smooth. I grabbed onto the patch as I stuck my tongue inside her, causing her to gasp. I had eaten my mother’s pussy many times since I had come to this world, but there was something unique about tasting this teenage girl. Perhaps it was the fact we were essentially outside. There were women in other tents right next to us doing the same thing. Maybe some of it was the anonymity. I didn’t even know her name.

Perhaps, this was just a means of blowing off accumulated stress from the previous night, but I found myself going to town. Soon, I was shaking my head as I sucked hard on her pussy, my tongue penetrating it without reservation. The woman herself must have also been at her limit. Well, she resorted to hiring a prostitute just so she could get off and focus on exams, so she didn’t have much resistance.

“Ah, there, there!” She cried out. “Ahn… I’m cumming!”

Two words were never sweeter, and I happily drank from this highschool girl’s nectar pot as she came gratuitously. I sucked down hard on her until her clit with pink and throbbing. My own cock was rock hard, but I ignored it as I tasted the woman under me. For a few moments, I forgot about my troubles. At least, I could give this one woman what she wanted, and what she wanted wasn’t my seed, but just a simple orgasm. I provided it for her as well as I could. It felt… nice.

“Ahhnnn!” She cried out, kicking her legs out as her body thrashed under my machinations.

I only finally separated because I ran out of breath, although the girl had already leaked on Nada’s bedding. Finishing up in only about five minutes, I was just about to pull out of the tent and put my hood back up when the girl suddenly reached down and grabbed me.

“Eh?” I could only make out a strange noise as I was dragged up, my face was brought up to that pretty face I could barely make out in the darkness.

“Th-That was incredible!” The girl said tearfully. “I didn’t know it could feel so good!”

Trying to pull back, I gave her a nod of affirmation, but not reading the mood she grabbed me and kissed me, her tongue entering my mouth. Her lips were actually really soft and her chest felt really good against mine. I just ate her out and she was kissing me. This girl is really lewd isn’t she? Well, she hires prostitutes too! Doesn’t she know you don’t kiss prostitutes? That’s rule #1.

However, my horniness flattened my common sense. Compared to Madison, she felt really soft and curvy. Her body was incredible, and my hands couldn’t stop but reach around and hold her. The girl herself pulled her lips away and then looked down, breathing hard. I couldn’t see well in the dark, but she looked like she was blushing.

“I… I… think I might be gay now.” She said suddenly letting go of my face and burying her head in my chest, squealing like a silly girl who just made a confession.

“Huh?” I couldn’t process what was going on as she hugged me.

“I really wasn’t feeling anything with that girl Nada. I was doing everything I could to cum. However, when you touched me… it felt so incredible. It was like a million times better. I suddenly came to realize what all those lipstick girls were talking about! I love having my pussy eaten, but it has to be you!”

“Pfft!” I started coughing, trying to pull away once again from this girl clinging to me in the tent.

“I-I know this is sudden, but you’re about my age, right? Maybe we could, I don’t know, become a couple? Ah, I have money! Even if you’re poor, I can find you a place. Since you’re my girlfriend, I’ll take care of you, I promise! I might even be able to get a man to give us seed? Then we can both be pregnant together!”

I’m whose girlfriend now? She’s talking about having my baby? Girls are definitely scary! Definitely scary! I needed to escape before she starts discussing the wedding vows. Clearly, this girl wasn’t ready for a sexual relationship! One orgasm and she’s ready to settle down! As I tried once again to struggle away, the girl’s eyes widened once again and she grabbed on to my arms tightly.

“Th-that’s right! You di-did that to me, but I haven’t returned the favor! A-as your girlfriend, I must also… please you…” She said those words so cutely that I seriously wanted to push her down right there, if I wasn’t busy trying to run the other way.

This girl was seriously the most dangerous woman I have ever met. I was caught between wanting to leave and wanting to rip her clothing off. What kind of weird feeling is that? It’s nothing like with Madison at all!

Before I could truly grasp what she was saying though, the girl’s hands had worked their way into my pants. I unconsciously spread my legs, letting her grasp onto… oh right, she thinks I’m a woman! However, it was too late for me to reach down and pull her hand out. Her fingers found it and immediately grab onto a big bulging thing. That thing would be my balls!

“Eh? Honey, your pussy, I don’t mean to offend but it feels kind of weird… Eh? What’s that?”

It’s at that point, that her feeling around hits something bigger. Her hand reached up, and for a second, I swore the world moved in slow motion. Then her fingers wrap around the hard, erect penis. The pair of us froze, I found my face only an inch away from hers, with her hand wrapped around my cock. Her eyes slowly started to widen as she processed what the thing in her hand must have been.

“A-a-a-a-a ma-“ I immediately brought my face forward and kissed her on the lips, preventing her from shouting “man” in the middle of the pussy market.

I pulled away, leaving the girl breathless. “Sorry, gotta go!”

I immediately jumped out of the tent. Throwing my hood up, I fled the back of the drug den, running along the side and heading straight for the hover car. It looked like Brooke had finished her questioning, so I ran right up to her.

“You done having fun? If you were so worried about your sister, you shouldn’t be-“

“Yes, I know, I’m an idiot, let’s move!” I shove Brooke into the back of the car and immediately slammed the door shut.

The driver got the rush, and immediately hit the gas, our car peeling down the road. I looked through the back window, and just before the car turned a corner, I swore I saw a busty blonde Academy student frantically looking around in the street. I let out a breath of relief as I relaxed back in my chair. Brooke gave me a strange look while she straightened her clothing.

Brooke sniffed. “Well, one thing I can say about working for you, it’s never boring.”

I let out a sigh. “Yeah… as fun as a man in a pussy market…”

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“Now, If I recall, your mother fired me over a month ago.” Brooke looked down on me, her arm still wrapped around the young teenager in front of her.

“I’m not here on her behalf.” I started, but after a flash in Brooke’s eye, I changed what I was going to say. “She’s in the hospital. I’m here personally because I need your help.”

“In the hospital? What happened? I figured that woman’s hide is too tough that nothing would be able to…”

“She’s pregnant.” I cut off Brooke’s tirade.

“I… see…” Brooke gave me a knowing look.

“Look, Brooke, I need you back. Personally. This is for me.” I took a step forward, but Brooke showed no sign of stepping aside to let me in.

However, her Japanese friend suddenly broke into a smile and looked up at Brooke. “Oh, he love Brooke? You naughty girl have man’s heart? Aiii!”

The Japanese girl let out a cry when Brooke smacked her bottom. She said something else that sounded like a Japanese curse while glaring at Brooke and rubbing herself. Brooke wore a straight face, she had the hint of a smirk on it. However, when her eyes landed back on me, the smirk dissipated and she shook her head.

“Kid… I’m sorry…”

“I have money!” I insisted.

“Money’s easy enough to come by…” Brooke laughed and held out her hands in a shrug. “And as you can see, I don’t need much to be happy.”

I frowned, but my mind still thought furiously. “Then… I have something else I can give you. Something only I can give you!”

“Eh? What is this nonsense?” Brooke shook her head while raising her whiskey bottle to her mouth.

“A baby!” I declared, squaring my shoulders.

Brooke spit out the whiskey in my face, some of it falling on the teenage girl and some of it even leaking out her nose. “God damn… that burns!”

While she sputtered and coughed, covering her mouth, the door opened up and the Japanese girl turned around, her eyes wide and excited.

“A baby? I always wanted to have baby!”

“Damn it… Clyburn, do you think a body this sexy should have a baby? What makes you think I’d want one of those things giving me stretch marks and bruising my pussy?” Brooke cursed as she finally recovered, her face flushed red from the alcohol, although it made her look like a blushing maiden and was quite a cute expression, even if she’d punch my throat out if I voiced it.

“Oh, hush now, Babe… Just let me carry baby. We have together.” The Japanese girl put on a serious expression, frowning with a cute wrinkled eyebrow as she glared at Brooke.

Brooke gave a shocked expression, her mouth falling open slightly. “Aiko, you… want to have a baby with me?”

The Japanese girl blushed and looked away. “Well, isn’t every girl dream? Plus… I can be citizen before you citizen even though I just arrive, hahahaha!”

“You…” Brooke attempted to smack the girls behind again but she dodged it while laughing.

“You talk… get me baby, I go make tea!” Aiko immediately escaped to the kitchen.

“Damn it, Aiko, I’m going to smack that ass! And I told you, I don’t want any damn tea. If you want to be useful, bring me a beer!” Brooke sighed as Aiko didn’t respond to her shouts before turning back to me and gesturing me inside with a frown. “What the hell do you want, kid?”

“A Japanese schoolgirl? Seriously?” even though there were more important things to discuss, that naturally was the question that came out first.

“What the hell is a Japanese? Whatever, she ain’t no schoolgirl though. Came here on a work visa. Some kind of cultural work exchange program with the country of Nippon.” Brooke fell back onto a recliner and then shot me a glare. “Damn it, we were having a good thing going, why did you have to put having a baby in her head!”

“She’s like sixteen!” I growled.

Brooke shrugged. “I didn’t ask. Sixteens old enough to be a mommy, so why can’t I show her a good time? She’s got a great tongue… well… when she isn’t talking. Damn it, don’t distract me, why the hell are you here? Seriously!”

“Hannah is missing,” I said simply.

Brooke’s eyes lowered and she remained silent for a bit before speaking. “I’m… sorry. I had considered before that Hannah seemed like a flight risk. She was quiet, always kept to herself. Snuck out a lot… She…”

“She didn’t run away, she was taken,” I said leaning forward and pulling out the holotape. “Kidnapped… to get to me.”

With those words, I put the tape down on the table. Brooke eyed it for a moment while remaining quiet.

I continued on. “She’s my sister, and right now she’s in the hand of some drug cartel just so they can blackmail me! You think the government gives two shits about her compared to me? They won’t help. I have to… I have to do what I can, do you understand?”

Just as I finished, Aiko returned to the room carrying a pitcher of tea and a tray of snacks. Getting on her knees at the coffee table. She immediately poured out two cups of hot tea, and then pushed them towards us before waiting there with an expectant smile. However, Brooke’s eyes didn’t turn away from me for a second.

“Why me?” Brooke demanded.

That was a very good question. Why was I trying to depend on Brooke? Yeah, she knew how to fight, but so did my new head of security outside. Madison may have given me Brooke’s number thinking Brooke could help, but that didn’t mean I needed to depend on Brooke. I could have turned around and left the second Brooke had said no, however, I had insisted on staying and I had even offered to share my seed. Still, I  found the answer coming to me quite easily.

“I’m… all alone in this world.” I said slowly, “The women who love me… my mom, my sisters, they lose objectivity. They’re too close to me to see what needs seeing. Everyone else? They just want to use me. If there is anything I’ve taken from my mother, it’s a hatred for being used. I came to you Brooke because I need you to watch my back. Any other woman would either be blinded by my presence or trying to find a wake to stick a knife in my back. You’re the only person I can trust to always have my back.”

“Hmph…” Brooke snorted but hid her expression behind her hands, so I couldn’t tell how she felt about this. “And you say you’re going to give my Aiko a baby?”

Aiko grew excited at the words, a grin on her face like a kid in a candy store.

“Of course, I wouldn’t promise otherwise.”

“What happened to wanting to build that… what do you call it, harem?”

I squared my shoulders and chuckled. “I still plan to. Naturally, the baby will be mine as well as yours.”

“What the hell?” Brooke leaned forward angrily.

“Well, I mean, you’re going to be my personal security, so you’ll live with me, and of course Aiko would come as well. So, her baby will be raised together with my other babies. All of us, together. You’ll both naturally be my women.”

“Owned by man?” Aiko murmurs smiling partially to herself. “I like sound of that.”

“Eh? Aiko, don’t let this man poison your thoughts. Kid, you got a lot of guts calling me your woman!”

“What does it matter?” I shrug, ignoring Brooke’s glare. “It’s not like you’d care who else I’m sticking it in. You have no reason to be jealous of my other girls. Of course, I wouldn’t stick it in you unless you asked… so if you never ask, it’s not like I have a shortage of other ladies. Plus, you’ll get to enjoy the sight of all the young beautiful women I bring home. I might even share a couple, yeah? I don’t mind if Brooke wants to vet some of my girls… I mean, as long as I can watch.”

“Brooke, I thought I was special…” Aiko said as Brooke looked genuinely contemplative over my offer.

Brooke gave a quick cough. “Of course, Aiko, since we met two weeks ago, I knew you were the one for me.”

“It’s only been two weeks… ow!” As I blurted out in wonder over this short relationship, Brooke kicked me under the table.

Of course, they’re talking about having a baby together, yet Aiko is only sixteen and they’ve only been together for two weeks. Rather, it’s good they’ve only been together two weeks because if this relationship had started a little earlier, it might have turned into a crime! Well, I’m not one to talk. I’ve had sex with the sixteen-year-old Madison, and by all accounts, I’m older than Brooke. However, weren’t they moving a little fast? It took me months to have a steady relationship with mom and my sisters were still a rocky thing.

I shook my head, ignoring my thoughts while Brooke tried to placate Aiko. This wasn’t the time for thinking about that kind of thing. I liked Brooke as a friend, and she even had a cute appearance that was desirable if she wasn’t a lesbian. Getting a Japanese schoolgirl like Aiko was just a bonus. However, even if neither of them would talk to me again, I’d still make this promise, because Hannah was that important to me.

“Will you do it?” I finally asked.

The silence after I finished speaking seemed to stretch. Brooke leaned back, seeming to ignore everything while Aiko still sat there on her knees watching the two of us. I leaned forward and took the cup of tea, giving her a smile as I did. The snacks she had brought out where just crackers with cheese whiz on them. As someone who lived in a mansion, most of my food was prepared by a chef I’d never met. Suffice it to say, I hadn’t consumed junk food in over a year. I found myself jamming crackers down my throat at an alarming rate. This seemed to please Aiko, whose smile grew, even as Brooke stared in silence, not giving anything away.

Finally, Brooke lifted her hand and put it on the holotape across the table, dragging it over to herself. She silently handed it to Aiko, who immediately turned around and slid it into the side of the visual screen. A few moments later, a familiar scene started to play out on the screen in front of us.

“Hello, Clyburn.” The voice came on the screen.

Brooke seemed to have invested in a better screen than the one I owned. The audio was a bit crisper, and while the voice was still muffled, it sounded undoubtedly female to me this time. Of course, it would have had to be a woman. Was there any doubt? Why would a man kidnap a woman in this world? Aiko stood back, her hand covering her mouth, her eyes growing tears as she watched the struggling Hannah, my Hannah, under the light being flashed in her face.

“Faeri wants to see you. You’ll get a new package tonight with the rendezvous point. Come alone. Don’t call the cops, I’ll know if you do. If you comply, you’ll get to see your precious sister again. If you don’t, well… I’ll personally turn your little sister into my bitch. She’ll come to like the taste of pussy, I think. Hahahaha…”

The screen went to static, but the silence drifted on for only a few moments before Brooke spoke. “Faeri…”

“You know her?” I turned excitedly, only to frown when Brooke started shaking her head.

“Just the name…” Brooke finally spoke up. “Part of a local gang of youngsters. Runs a smuggling ring. Racketeering. That kind of stuff.  Takes in a lot of poor people and foreigners in. That’s how I met Aiko here.”

Aiko gave a smile. “Scary girl try to convince me go with them. Then Brooke came, sent them running.”

“And she’s the boss?” I tried to put the story together.

“Locally… perhaps. I don’t know much else. “Brooke leaned back and took a last swallow of her whiskey before slamming the empty bottle on the table. “But I do know someone who does.”

“Ah? Really?” I leaned forward in my chair. “Can you take me to them?”

“You really are going to be the death of me, boy…” Brooke let out a sigh, stretching her arms as she spoke. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Really, you’ll take me?”

“All of it…” Brooke sighed. “I’ll take care of you, kid… as long as you take care of me.”

“I will!” When Brooke gave me a harsh look I held up my hands. “I mean, thank you. With your help, I’m sure we can save my sister.”

“Yes!” Aiko also made a guts pose. “And after I can finally enjoy penis for first time.”

“Eh?” I let out a noise at Aiko’s sudden announcement.

“Aiko!” Brooke cried out. “That’s not… he’s not… I mean, if we got you pregnant… uh… I’d do it!”

“How’d you do it?” I blurted out incredulously.

“You…” Brooke glared at me. “Naturally, there are tools for women to impregnate other women. You’re not sticking it in my Aiko, of course, I’d need a donation of your seed, but that’s it!”

“Ah… Brooke jealous… he give us both penis?” Aiko offered.

Brooke made a gagging noise like she was just about to throw up. “Aiko! What are you saying? We’re lesbians? Don’t you like my pussy?”

Aiko sniffed. “I do, but I never had other. How I know if like sausage when all I have is taco!”

“Guh!” Brooke looked like she had been punched, Aiko’s words cutting into her. “But… baby, we can get toys that shape and I can…”

“Toys not same.” Aiko dismissed. “Okaasan say, real thing better.”

Brooke gave another sigh, but it ended when she shot me a glare. The glare said something along the lines of “fix this”! Had it been another time, I might have fled the room or even egged Aiko on just to give Brooke a hard time. However, right now, my sister was still on the line and this was not the issue any of us needed to worry about.

“Aiko,” I spoke up while standing. “I’m sorry, but it is Brooke who is earning my seed. Thus, it is Brooke who decides when, who, and how it gets delivered!”

I gave a small bow at the end of it. Aiko looked a little flustered, and then disappointed, while Brooke broke into a relieved smile. I didn’t know what was going through Brooke’s mind, but suddenly her eyes shot to my crotch, looked away, and for a second I swore her cheeks blushed. It must have just been the alcohol.

“On that note,” Brooke also stood up, patting off her pants as if she didn’t just make a cute expression, “We should get going. We’re burning daylight and if you want to save your sister before anyone touches her, we need to get moving now.”

Brooke quickly strapped on a sword and a gun, giving the impression of some kind of gunslinging knight. She didn’t change her clothing, but she splashed some water on her face to “wake up a bit” and then immediately pushed me out the door. Aiko was left with a pouty expression on her lips sitting in the corner, clearly disappointed that her chance to enjoy a penis was slipping through her fingers. Well, I’d let Brooke and Aiko work that out. If Brooke didn’t want to stay with Aiko, it was no big deal to me. However, once I handed out my seed, whoever Brooke gave it to would be mine. Brooke would just have to learn to share. It was the biggest concession I was willing to offer to keep a friend around.

Charlene and Brooke knew each other, but neither woman looked at the other when they got in the car. Brooke was a beautiful 30-year-old woman with an athletic build and a mischievous smile. Charlene was a 50-year-old who looked like leather and lacked any kind of spirit at all. The differences between the two were palpable.

Brooke didn’t explain to me where she planned to take me. She simply slid an address to the driver, and then we began driving in that direction. As we went, my eyes began to narrow. What I had deemed was the bad area of town seemed to be wrong. As the property value plummeted and things like graffiti became more rampant, I realized Brooke likely lived in a normal suburban home. I had assumed my 35 years of experience, even though I had lived as a middle-class man, allowed me to understand the world, but it looked like a year living in a mansion had skewed the way I saw the world more than I thought. I felt bad for looking down on Brooke’s living conditions.

“We’re here,” Brooke said, pointing up ahead as the car drifted to a stop.

Without the friction of the road, a small part of me wondered how cars stopped. I stopped those thoughts immediately. When I went to the Academy, I could ask these kinds of stupid questions all day. Maybe, I should request mom fill up our library with more science and how-to books. This world didn’t seem to have as much do-it-yourself stuff, but my experience is limited so I didn’t know. Our library was filled with fantasy books. There were romances, magic, mystery, a little bit of science fiction, a large number of psychological self-help books.

I stepped out of the car and walked up beside Brooke with more confidence in my step. Once again, I left Charlene watching the car. I hated to admit it, but I felt much safer with Brooke by my side. Her steps were strong and her feet were sure. This part of town had taller buildings and almost no lighting. The art deco was gone, and it was the kind of place I probably would have felt nervous entering on my own. We ended up walking up a stairway to the third level. By the time we reached the top of the stairs, I was breathing hard.

“You sure you want to do this, kid?” Brooke asked. “Maybe we should leave this to the cops-“

“No!” I straightened up, forcing my breath to smooth out. “I have to protect Hannah. I’m the reason she was out of the house in the first place. I’m the reason she was kid- it was my fault.”

Brooke nodded, and then pointed at the door nearby, “If I remember correctly, she lives here…”

I nodded and immediately went to the door knocking. I wanted to show Brooke that I could keep going. After this is all over, I promised myself I’d start a workout routine. Maybe I could ask Brooke to teach me to use that sword. I don’t want to be weak anymore. Being weaker than a woman is just embarrassing! I’ve spent too much of this new life hiding in my own little box.

“Hello- ah… m-m-master!” As soon as the door opened, a familiar face peeked out before immediately looking down, unable to meet my eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“Veris… so it’s you.” As soon as I saw Veris, my old housekeeper, I understood why Brooke had brought me here. “Veris, I’m looking for Nada…”

Veris finally looked up, her fist clenching slightly. “What did that girl do now?”

“Two days ago, she broke into the mansion and raped me,” I stated simply.

“Oh…” Veris very nearly bowed on the ground, the noise coming more like a pained grunt. “I’m sorry… master… I’m so… so… sorry… I should have never… I thought…”

I raised my hand. “Veris, you abused your position. You used me. If you feel at all indebted to the help my family and I have given you, then now is the time to act.”

Veris wilted under my stare, but when I said she could help, she immediately raised her head and gave a decisive nod.

“Your daughter… she mentioned a woman… Faeri.”

Veris’s expression turned vicious. “Faeri… that bitch! She’s the one who got my daughter addicted to drugs. Well, her gang did. Her dealer is part of Faeri’s crew. Faeri was the one she owed money to.”

As Veris rambled on about Faeri, Brooke and I gave each other a look and I nodded. “Veris, pay attention closely here.”

“Yes, master, anything.” Veris was practically bowing now.

It turned out her guilt over betraying me had waved very heavily on her mind. She had spent the last nine months soaking in guilt. Well, she also threw away a career that she had for over a decade all for her daughter’s sake. In the end, she was just trying to be a good mother.

“We need to find Nada, I want to know where this gang resides.” I said, my words finally triggering Veris to look up at me. “We have some questions for them.”

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A portrait of the family (Morgan, Madison, and Hannah) has been completed. It is available for all Patreon supporters. WoW: Volume 1 will be released next month. I have already ordered the cover image for WoW and PoC: Volume 2.

Both books will consist of unreleased bonus chapters, extra editing, and proper formatting. Due to the difficulty in converting files to epub, I will probably no longer release epub versions of the books.

The WoW: Volume 1 official release pdf costs $5. It will be made available free only to Patreon supporters at the $5 level or higher. PoC: Volume 2 will remain open for all supporters.

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Morning the next day, I woke having only had about two hours of sleep. My eyes were blurry and red, and I felt like a zombie as I brushed my teeth and tried to put myself together. Rose said she was going to stay the night and would return some time in the morning. Perhaps, with Aunt Rose here, she could help me with finding Hannah. The security detail had done as much as they could, and had come up empty.

Hannah had told the security when she left that she was heading to a fast food place, but when they had called the location she had logged, there was no evidence she had been there. The security were just there to keep people from breaking in, and they weren’t exactly trained private investigators. Suffice it to say, they quickly ran out of steam. I considered going to Madison a few times, but I didn’t want to upset her further. That’s when the door rang in the twilight hours of the morning.

I ran down the hall ready to answer it, but of course security had already intercepted it, and it wasn’t Hannah. Rather, it was a packaging service, and he delivered a small envelope. The envelope was addressed to me, so I couldn’t do anything but sign for it and take it. The packaging lady tried to hit on me, but Charlene’s presence intimidated her and she quickly left with a frustrated look on her face.

“A holotape?” I muttered, pulling out the long flash-drive-like device I’d come to know for containing media.

I looked through the envelope two more times, and the holotape was the only thing in it. Aunt Rose had destroyed the VS she bought last night, so that only left Madison’s VS holotape player. I let out a sigh. It seemed like fate was determined to have me see Madison either way. I had no clue what the tape was, but I had a sinking suspicion that it had to do with Hannah. Thus, my desire to see what was on the tape quickly peaked.

I ran over to Madison’s room and knocked loudly. It took a moment before the door opened. Madison peaked outside and her eyes were red as well. It looked like she had been crying for half the night. Charlene was still standing behind me, but I didn’t hesitate to push myself forward, shoving Madison back into the room and closing the door, cutting of Charlene. I didn’t really care what Charlene thought about the situation. Now wasn’t the time for being tactful.

“B-brother!” Madison let out a cry as she saw me lock the door and turn towards her. “We can’t…”

“Madison, I need-“

“Ah!” Madison let out a cry, while backing up her knees had hit the side of the bed causing her to fall back. “Brother… I… I…”

Madison finally closed her eyes, trying to ease her breathing, “J-just once… okay… one last time. I absolutely won’t change my mind!”

“Ahhh… I need your holotape player.” I scratched the back of my neck, looking a little bit awkward.

“Eh? Ah? Oh!” Madison turned red, growing increasingly flustered before turning away and diving for a drawer, pulling out her VS player I had only seen once before.

She handed the device to me with both hands while looking away.

“Thank you!” I nodded as I took her tape player.

“Stupid brother…” Madison’s words were barely audible out the side of her mouth.

“Madison, do you know where Hannah is at all?” I asked while ignoring Madison’s behavior.

“Eh? Hannah?” Madison’s expression stiffened. “What about Hannah?”

“She left last night, and she hasn’t been home.” I responded, sitting on the bed a distance from Madison and turning on the VS while trying to figure out how to put in the holotape.

“Hannah is gone?” Madison’s worried face lasted only a second before she twisted her mouth and turned away. “It’s none of my problem. She’s not my sister.”

“She is your sister.” I responded back, only now getting how the holotape slid onto the VS.

“No…” Madison gave me a tearful look that caused me to stop for a moment. “Don’t you get it? I’ve always been trying to protect her, but all I ever did was annoy her. She said it herself, I’m not her real sister. That’s genuinely how she sees me.”

I stared at Madison, lost as to what to say. The truth was, I didn’t know what was going through Hannah’s mind. She was always such a quiet and reserved girl like her mother. It had never even occurred to me she had such thoughts. Even a day later, I didn’t know how to respond to her comments. I had hopes of getting to Hannah and convincing her to make good with Madison, but with Hannah gone, I was put in a hard place and I unfortunately didn’t have the answers.

“Hello, Clyburn.” A distorted voice suddenly came from the VS, the holotape choosing that second to finally start playing.

The voice also startled Madison, who turned to the video screen. The screen was dark and grainy, the video taken at night in what looked like a grungy area. However, after a brief focusing, a person came into view. The person was none other than Hannah. Madison audibly gasped next to me, while my hands tightened on the VS player.

“If you’re playing this, then I’m sure you recognize your dear little sister here.” The distorted voice continued, a harsh thing that sounded neither man nor woman and made my skin crawl. “We caught her walking around aimlessly at night, the poor little thing. We were just going to play with her for a while, but then we found out she had a brother. We’d rather play with you.”

As the voice spoke, the camera tittered around Hannah. She was squinting into the light with her hand raised up, and she looked like she accumulated several scratches and bruises. She had been crying, but otherwise she looked in okay shape considering. Her clothing were in tact if dirtied, and her face seemed like a mix between anger and fear. My entire body was shaking, and I realized I had been holding the VS tightly enough the image was flickering a bit. I loosened my grip.

“Faeri wants to see you. You’ll get a new package tonight with the rendezvous point. Come alone. Don’t call the cops, I’ll know if you do. If you comply, you’ll get to see your precious sister again. If you don’t, well… I’ll personally turn your little sister into my bitch. She’ll come to like the taste of pussy, I think. Hahahaha…”

The tape went to static as quickly as it had started. I turned to Madison. Her mouth was open, but once again her eyes quickly flashed and she looked down, not willing to meet my eyes anymore.

“Madison… Hannah, she’s been kidnapped.”

“Mm…” Madison murmured while closing her eyes.

“I need your help. You’re the only family I’ve got right now. We need to figure this out.”

Madison remained quiet for a moment before shaking her head. “No…”

“No? This is Hannah. She’s our sister!”

“She’s your sister!”

“Damn it, Madison, this isn’t the time to be fighting. Please, will you help me?”

“I won’t!”

“Why do you have to act like a god damn chil-“ I stopped my words as Madison stared at me defiantly.

I had stood up and was now hovering over her, my voice raising to the point of a shout. That’s when the reality hit me. Madison was a child. She was only a sixteen-year-old girl. Hannah was only fifteen.  These were just girls. While mom and Aunt Rose were able to easily reconcile as adults, expecting the same thing from kids was perhaps asking too much. They were selfish, and childish, and confused. I wasn’t too much better, prone to my own emotional outbursts and mistakes, but at least I had my memories as reference. I could subjectively evaluate the situation. My sisters weren’t so lucky. They were just kids that had to grow up the hard way.

Madison had felt betrayed my Hannah. After all, she had dedicated such a large chunk of her life towards protecting her sister. She had always felt protective of Hannah, her younger sister. For that sister to suddenly turn into a person you don’t even recognize, and worse, refuse to acknowledge your family bonds, it hurt Madison too much. It wasn’t finding out Noah wasn’t her father that crushed Madison that night, it was Hannah.

“I… understand.” I stood up, giving Madison one last sad look before I turned and walked out the room.

As I approach the door, something in my eyes must have triggered Madison, because she suddenly spoke. “Wait!”

I stopped, looking back to see my sister, standing and rummaging through her nightstand. She pulled something out and handed it to me. It was a sheet of paper with an address written on it. I looked questioningly from the sheet in my hands to Madison’s face. Madison refused to meet my eyes, but she still spoke.

“It’s the address of someone who might be able to help. It’s all I can do.”

I finally gave a slow nod. “Thank you.”

“Broth- Clyburn…” Madison spoke out, causing me to stop for a moment. “I’ve already got the okay to move to the dorms. A car comes to pick me up later today. I won’t be here when you get back…”

“Already?” My mouth falls open in shock.

“I had been thinking about doing this for some time… I’m sixteen now, I don’t need mom’s permission.” Madison kept her eyes down. “You’ll keep her safe, won’t you? Make sure to bring her back safely. I’ll never forgive you if she gets hurt.”

I slowly nodded with a sigh and then shot Madison a severe look. “And you watch out for yourself as well.”

“Huh?”

“Next year, I’m coming to university. I’ll be looking to bring you home. I won’t rest until you’re mine, body and soul!”

“Ah!” Madison let out a cry before turning her head and saying with a pout. “R-r-ridiculous!”

I gave a slight smile, but didn’t say another word as I unlocked the door and left the room while Madison looked on worriedly. Madison might be proud, selfish, and stubborn, but she was a good girl after all.  I knew that Madison loved me. That was all that was important. When she said she’d do it with another boy, she said it just to anger me. She was just a sixteen-year-old girl, after all.

I knew my Madison, the woman I loved, better than that. She was afraid I’d leave her after I went to Academy. I could beg and whine and force Madison to stay in the house, but if I did things that way, somewhere deep down she’d always resent me for it. My only choice was to show Madison I was a better man. I wanted my sister completely. For that, I couldn’t focus on temporary gains. I needed to see the big picture.

I had spent the last year in self-indulgence. I needed to grow up. It’s time to start bringing my family back together. I meant what I said to mom. I’m not going to hide behind my age anymore. I’m the man of the house, and it’s my responsibility to do what I have to. That included bringing my sisters back to me and keeping all of my women happy.

“Charlene, have a car brought around. I’m going to this address.” I lifted up a piece of paper in my hand.

“Master, your mother-“

“She’s not here, and she left me in charge. I’ll take all responsibility for my actions. However, Hannah is in danger, and if you keep me from protecting her…” I stopped, continuing to walk without finishing what I said.

I actually didn’t know what I’d do. Tell mom? Charlene seemed to have a better imagination than I did, since she gulped and nodded.

“Yes, Master, I’ll call one in immediately.”

I headed straight to the lobby while Charlene gave a few quick orders over the radio. By the time I walked out the front doors, there was indeed a limousine waiting for me. It wasn’t some fancy stretch model, just a fairly run of the mill car, but the fact it was floating still gave me pause.

I half expected that barking orders wouldn’t work, so I was shocked I had made it this far so easily. Could I have always just said I’d leave and then leave? Did I need to go through a year of isolation, or did it take mom being out of the house for me to regain my independence. I didn’t know the answer to that question any more than I knew how these hover cars worked. It’s magic, right? I found myself too embarrassed to ask. I’d use directness to get Charlene to follow my orders up to this point, and if I started acting like a wide-eyed youth I’d lose all the ground I gained.

So, I quietly waited for someone to open the door, and I stepped into the car. The inside wasn’t much different from cars of my own world. It looked like some forms came from being functional, and weren’t always a decorative trend. However, the car also made no motor noise. When the car started moving, it was a bit disconcerting. There was no rumble or feel of pavement. Instead, there was just a humming nose that kind of reminded me of an airplane.

Charlene sat across from me, remaining vigilant as my guard. I didn’t explain myself to her. I wasn’t completely convinced I should. She hadn’t been around for a long time, and was a very by-the-books woman. As long as she followed my orders, it’d be enough.

Our land was actually about 50 acres, surrounded by a thicket of forest. I was allowed outside on occasion, but that usually meant the flower garden in the back, or running in a nearby field. The path leading up to our house wasn’t even concrete, but a gravely substance. Then again, was there a need for concrete in a world with hover cars?

The answer to that question appeared to be yes. As we passed a fence that defined the boundary of my prison, we ended up on a standard road heading about sixty miles an hour. This was the first time in my fourteen years of life I remember ever being this far away from home. My heart started to palpitate for a moment, but I quickly brought it under control. Thankfully, I had 35 years of memories to fall back on, or I would have been a complete mess right now. It was just a temporary jolt of anxiety, nothing more.

We headed down a highway for about twenty minutes. There were occasional properties, but nothing that looked much different than my own experiences. Most of the locations looked ritzy and Victorian. However, it was after those twenty minutes that I started to see a city in the distance. I looked down at the address on the little paper.

“Amaryllis…” I muttered.

“It will be the Amaryllis Academy that you attend next year.” A driver spoke up, looking back with a grin. “I’m a senior their now. I can show you around when- hey!”

As soon as she started talking, Charlene hit the window, closing off the front driver section from the passenger section. The girl herself was somewhat pretty, especially in the uniform. However, she was giving me a look sort of like the ambulance women. It was a feral predatory look that made me uncomfortable, so I didn’t mind Charlene’s rude act. I still gave Charlene a questioning expression.

“She’s a temp. I apologize for letting her speak to you.” Charlene said matter-of-factually.

I turned away to hide my complicated expression. “It’s fine.”

It’s not like I was a celebrity or something, so it was a little weird to be protected from girls talking to me. However, this was the world I lived in now. The first three working women I’ve met and every one immediately started hitting on me. My head would have been bigger if mom hadn’t coached me for the last year on how much women intended to use me. I was caught off guard by the first girl, but I’m quickly coming to appreciate my mom’s advice and protection. I can’t imagine how I would have ended up had I been allowed to interact with more women earlier on before I could get a grip on my hormones. It’d be Nada times one hundred.

The city became clearer through the fog.  Now that I thought about it, there was often a lot of fog around the mansion too. I wondered if this city was just a naturally foggy place, like London. In fact, old London is what immediately came to mind as we drove through. It had a rustic appearance. There were no sky scrapers. Instead, the city was sprawling as far as the eye could see. That’s when I saw something that caused me to blink several times.

“What are those?” I nearly leaped out of my seat, any attempt to look mature was destroyed in an instant as I pushed my face against the windowed glass in awe.

“The islands?” Charlene answered. “Ah, yes, there are ten islands in Amaryllis. They’re mostly owned by conglomerates and businesses. Amaryllis Academy is on an island as well… for student safety.”

Islands? They’re floating! Above the sprawling city of Amaryllis, are numerous floating islands with more buildings on them. As Charlene suggested, many of them had smoke stacks flying out of them. How did they did this? Well, if they could make cars float, I supposed they could make islands float too. No wonder they didn’t build sky scrapers. There was no limitation of land space when you could float anything at any height.

However, the sight of the islands was only the first shocking thing to come into view. As my eyes looked on, there were numerous flying vehicles as well. The cars seemed to mostly stay on the ground, but every island had a trolley system that ran up to the island. The sky also seemed to contain ships. No, not airplanes, but actual airships. Some of them looked sort of like nautical ships, but most of them resembled blimps with the dirigible balloon too small to possibly work.

I forgot all attempts to look like a leader as I stared out at all the crazy things. Some of them I read about, but it wasn’t like our library had a fiction and nonfiction section. I never had an idea of what was true and what was made up. Furthermore, hearing something described in books and seeing it were two very different things. For the first time in a year, I realized that I really was living in another world. This is nothing like my old world.

The people wore outfits shabbier than mine. At least, I could tell the cuts weren’t as nice. However, they also weren’t that much different. The dress looked somewhat antiquated, but also somewhat novel. It had a Victorian vibe to it, just like everything else, but also a decorative cleanliness to it. Everything looked antiqued, but also fancy. It was like driving through a Ren faire clothing exhibit, except the designs on the outfits were more uniformed, manufactured, and refined.

“We’re here.” Charlene suddenly spoke up, causing me to fall out of my revelry.

I gave a nod and got out of the car once the driver opened the door for me. She looked like she wanted to talk with me more, almost bouncing on her feet as she continued to take several sneaky glances in my direction, but a sharp look from Charlene seemed to keep her from approaching.

I glanced around the street to find we were in a darker area of town. The brick buildings looked run down and the street lights were far fewer. Most of the buildings were 2-3 stories tall, and they had a rough look to them. Overall, this world seemed to have a greater emphasis on artistic architecture, so even aged, the area looked beautiful, but in a beautiful wasteland kind of way. I could tell that this wasn’t a nice area of town, but when it was first build, it would have been quite decadent. It’s the kind of place that would have been restored and called the historic district in my own world.

“Stay here.” I gave the command as I walked up the gravel path to the front door.

I was shocked when Charlene actually listened. What made mom like Charlene was also part of what made Charlene a poor guard. She was very by the book. So, since I was in charge, she’d follow my commands. As I walked up to the building, I couldn’t help remembering my former head of security, Brooke. She wasn’t like Charlene at all. She’d do what needed to be done to protect who she needed to protect, and only took orders more as a suggestion. I couldn’t help but think she would have followed me regardless, or perhaps even forced me to wait.

I couldn’t think of these kinds of things now. I had finally reached the door. I reached out and rang the doorbell. However, after two times with out a peep, I figured that it didn’t work, I gave the door a solid knock. I barely managed to land the second knock when the door opened. A young girl poked her head out the door, and her entire appearance caused my eyes to widen. She had her black hair up in two pig tails. She was wearing a sweater shirt which exposed her belly button, and she also had a skirt on that was plaid. This, combined with two slanted eyes and a dark complexion, gave me a sight I’d never have expected in another world.

“A… Japanese schoolgirl?” my mouth couldn’t help but fall open at the sight of this strange phenomenon.

Everyone I had ever encountered, which admittedly weren’t many, had a distinctly western appearance. To see a Japanese beauty, not just a Japanese beauty, but a young, teenage Japanese beauty wearing what could only be considered erotic cosplay, the sight had surely shocked me.

The girl giggled at the sight of me, covering her mouth before she turned behind her and shouted. “Babe! We got man here!”

Even her voice, which was youthful and pleasing, dripped of a Japanese accent. It was clear that English was not her native tongue. Was this the person my sister had sent me to see? No, that couldn’t be it, then it had to be whoever she shouted to? There was a loud burp and sound of someone getting up. There was what sounded like beer bottles being knocked over, as well as the shuffling of someone coming over. I couldn’t see into the home, but the house had a messy vibe. Was this a man? How did my Madison known of the location of a man?

A strong arm wrapped around the Japanese schoolgirl, looking like it might have lewdly groped her if it wasn’t holding a bottle of whiskey. The girl blushed and giggled, leaning back into the form behind her. The face moved out of the shadows of the doorway, and finally came into my line of vision. When they saw me, their face turned into a frown.

“Oh, it’s you…” My shoulders sagged instantly as I saw a familiar face that I had just been thinking about.

“You… kid, what the hell are you doing on my doorstep?”

“Hello, Brooke.” I looked up at the best chance my sister had given me to find Hannah. “I need your help.”

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