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My life continued in this fashion Amelia had become mine, and was now my live in girlfriend rumor about us coming and leaving school together were now gathering great traction such that our relationship was well established among those of our grade.

However a power shift was starting to take place within the school itself.

The group had once been the peak of popularity ruling over the school grounds with an iron fist and impunity but now the girls had all become timid frightened little rabbits after their abduction and abdicated their positions at the top of the hierarchy, while the guys had been unravelling one after the other until only a single remained but without support his position was far from secure.

Into the top slot slid the next most popular group, led by a girl named Liz, or Elizabeth.

She used to be someone from my circle of friends... or rather she was friends with my childhood friend and neighbor... well at least until that all happened of course.

I distanced myself after becoming trapped as the groups slave, and we were forced to become strangers from one another.

But recently having come to power herself Liz seemed to have the desire to also come at me but with a vengence.

Be it because I had broken off the ties we'd once had so easily, or because she perceived my own betrayal in some way, or maybe just because she couldn't stand to see me be happy with Amelia and being treated like I was actually human at school by the other three bitches.

Liz and her cronies worked hard during the winter when everyone was trapped inside by the snows to consolidate her new found position and even use it to further destabilize Drew's position as the still lead guy but one who only maintained that position by ruling through fear.

His own backers had begun distancing from him so the nature of his outbursts was becoming less and less violent but even still alone he was dangerous.

The time for his own revenge was close at hand, but the method I would use to employ it would be slow like, boiling a frog.

But first there was a serious decision to be made.

And that was actually one that was brought on by the girls own popularity.

They had each become camming idols of their own genres and thanks to this the camming site itself had extended an invitation to all three for them to travel abroad and attend a national sex worker exposition and perform their cam streams live in front of those attending the expo itself.

This idea was risky, after all being seen in person was wholly different from broadcasting themselves online...

The system could correct what they looked like online but not in person...

Though the idea of getting to humiliate the girls my slaves in public was such and aluring desire not to mention getting the chance to travel with them and possibly even meet other cam models who I had been fans of since before the system gave me the chance to ascend the steps to manhood and claim my destiny against my bullies.

And after hemming and hawing, plus putting up a series of polls on the girls accounts where their fans could tip to 'sign' the petition requesting the girls presence at the event itself.

I agreed in my heart to go, the girls monthly income collectively had already grown to the point they were making more than most actual working class professionals.

Getting them out into public even sporting costumes and the like to hide their true identities would be good for us, and good for me.

So while I knew we were going they meanwhile were only informed to come up with a valid excuse to their parents to gain permission to go on the trip, citing it to be a winter holiday for the four friends to go and experience the world together before high school was over and they all would go their separate ways into college, university or even the workforce itself.

The expo itself was still a ways off and hopefully we could finish the ongoing revenge against Brandon before we left since having him explode while we were away abroad would be the worst.

He needed to suffer at my hands, not get himself arrested and serve his time peacefully and in comfort within prison.

As the girls kept earning me points performing in public spaces, online and in our private little sex abode.

I kept searching through the new things appearing within the system shop as my points continued to rise.

Many of the things contained within the shop would help in future conquests but expanding my harem was not something that was presently on my mind.

Four women was more than enough for me, especially since only two of those were actually my regular holes to fill, while my slaves were lower on the heirarcy and were closer to being full time pussy slaves at this point than being my cocksleeves or cumdumps.

At the rate that they had been pestering me for cock,I was almost at the point of commanding them to go out and become hookers to slake their desires for cock, but the idea of whoring themselves out horrified them, such that they quickly fell back into line and were more than happy to serve Sarah, and Amelia as body slaves and endure the growing lust for my cock to once more find a place within their velvet folds.

Amber seemingly to love being tied to the point she was forced to consume every last drop of the creampies I delivered almost hourly to Amelia while serving at the girls seat.

Kelsey meanwhile was using her pet tongue expertly to plumb Sarahs asshole in the search for any and all of my wayward tadpoles that had been sent on an expedition deep into her bowels.

The system of course made it so that each of these actions was completely safe and sanitary having completely removed the need to excrete anything from all of the girls unless I wanted it to happen.

Which I did allow on occasion when a punishment was needed against one of the girls who tried to grow beyond their station.

Such as taking my bitch out for a walk and getting her to mark her territory at the nearby park.

Or getting the three girls to provide Amber with a golden shower when she had decided to remove her binding before being told she could.

I was living the carefree life of a master, but I knew this life would not remain carefree for much longer, Brandon had been missing for too long and surely was plotting something against me for 'taking' his precious Amelia from him.