"...get treated as if women can't speak?"

"Yes, you brainless bimbo!" Liz exploded in frustration. "Men can never understand women's language! Men view us as lacking the capacity to speak! How have you spent 20-ish years on this planet and never noticed that?"

Feeling disoriented, Cassie looked around at the males in the room. They were all absorbed in their sexual use of girls, without paying the slightest attention to the conversation. All except the two who had just finished, Peter and Tim, who were heading toward the door.

"Peter?" said Cassie. "Tim?"

"They can't fucking understand us!" yelled Liz.

Neither boy responded to either female. After a moment Peter did speak, but only to Tim. "Told you a bunch of girls congregate here this time every week. Sometimes I wonder if they have classes of their own."

Tim laughed as though the idea was laughable.

Cassie blinked and shook her head. She must have been fucked really hard this time, to have somehow forgotten even for a moment that it was impossible to communicate with men. Females could understand what males said, but not vice versa. The boys here had no idea this room was used to teach a class deconstructing their attitudes, they just came to fuck the girls.

"Sorry," said Cassie. "I... don't know what's got into me today... Wait, just let me try something."

Cassie straightened up, cum dripping down her face and legs, and walked over to Peter before he could leave the room. Peter turned to look at her quizzically.

She looked into his eyes and said: "I know you can't understand me, but I want to say: it was really nice."

"Sexbot language always sounds so cute," said Peter dreamily. "I wish I could understand what she's saying."

"It’s just gibberish," said Tim. “She can’t say anything meaningful, she’s just a bot.”

"You're probably right," said Peter. He reached out and stroked Cassie's hair. "But I dunno, I got a strong sense just now that this one was really trying to communicate something."

Cassie stroked his hair too. "I really enjoyed you fucking me," she restated.

"I think..." Peter screwed up his face in concentration. "I think she likes me."

"Yes!" Cassie exclaimed, jumping excitedly and flicking cum on the boys (who didn't mind much, since they often came into contact with other guys' cum when using popular girls). She gave Peter an affectionate slap on the butt as he left the room.

She turned back to her classmates triumphantly. "I guess the point I was trying to make is that we can achieve some level of communication, even though we speak different languages."

The others were not very impressed, however. "They can't understand anything specific," said Hermione. "And they certainly don't understand our complaints about how they treat us."

"Of course," Cassie conceded. "But, I mean, also it's not their fault that they can't understand us. And I think they try to treat us as nicely as they can given that limitation."

"I think you're being very -- arrgggh! - charitable," said Angela, who was near to Cassie and currently being butt-fucked by Sebastian. "This brute doesn't use enough lube and it fucking hurts. Owww!"

"Oooh yeah, you like that don't you babe?" said Sebastian, mistaking her noises of pain for noises of pleasure. "Yeah, you like it when I pound your slutty ass? Yeah, you want it harder?"

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Angela," said Cassie sympathetically. "I'll see if I can distract him, I like it up my ass."

Cassie tapped Sebastian on the shoulder, then turned and again lifted her dress and bent over to reveal her still-pantyless lower half.

This was one message he could understand. Sebastian withdrew from Angela, boasting to the other boys: "Hey, this one wants a turn as well!"

Angela breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks Cassie."

"At least they make an effort to apply lube," said Cassie as Sebastian began doing just that to her asshole. "And it's not their fault they can't tell when we're not enjoying it. They always enjoy sex, so naturally they assume we always enjoy it too."

"But they don't care whether we enjoy it anyway," said a girl called Denise, who appeared totally bored as she was fucked on her desk by a boy called Kevin. "Remember, we already discussed how they see us as instrumental."

As Denise spoke, Kevin pulled out of her pussy and ran around the desk to aim his dick at her face. He shot rapid-fire jets of cum at her which she tried to dodge, mostly futilely.

"Ooh yeah!" Kevin grunted. "You look so sexy covered in cum!"

"Men don't intentionally inflict pain on women," Cassie insisted. "They just don't care whether we feel pleasure, which is more nuanced than - OH! Oh shit, that is intense! He's absolutely huge!"

Sebastian had just stuck his dick up her ass. "Yeah, you love it too," he said, this time correctly.

"Oh! Yes, I love it!" cried Cassie.

"Yeah, you love my massive cock in your tight ass?"

"Yes! Fuck my ass, Seb! That's so fucking good!"

Meanwhile, another boy sauntered into the classroom and headed straight for the blackboard.

“Fuck off, Mike,” said Liz.

Mike reached up her dress and pulled down her panties. She tried to fight him off, but he pinned her to the floor.

“Easy, babe,” he said soothingly. “I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m gonna give you a nice fucking.”

“Funny how they sometimes resist,” said Kevin, admiring the mess he’d just made on bored Denise’s face. “They obviously enjoy fucking like we do.”

“I think they sometimes enjoy being ****,” said Sebastian. “Sometimes I have to restrain girls to do anal.”

“Oooh! Not me!” said Cassie.

“He’s a **** and he doesn’t even know it,” said Angela bitterly.

“Ooh! They just don’t understand!” said Cassie. “Ooooh yeah! Guys don’t even – ooh! – have a word for ****!”

Mike manoeuvered his boner into the pussy of the teacher still struggling underneath him. “Yeah, this one needs some restraint every week,” he panted. “She’s worth it, though. I love older women.”

"Cassie!" Liz growled. "No matter how many excuses you make, the fact is we're in a roomful of people who think we're their sex toys rather than fellow human beings, and one of them is doing it to me right now!"

Kevin gently fondled his still-hard cock as he watched Mike and Liz. “Yeah, the younger girls are more stunningly beautiful, but the older ones have a certain charm to them too. You know what, I reckon I could go again.”

Kevin approached Liz, sat on the floor so his crotch was level with her head, and placed the tip of his dick on her lips, debating whether to stick it in.