A Girl and her Brand

John met up with Mikuru after class and told her of Mrs. Wentworth’s agreement to help him, both with the Order and with Vanessa. She scoffed at the idea but accepted John’s plans, even when they both knew Mrs. Wentworth could now call on them at some future point. Neither had heard from Miho, and just assumed she was helping Gali reach her people, and continued on to the only two others that they thought may help them. Kim Moon declined to help the two, stating that they had an uneasy agreement with the Order but did agree to make sure her clan does not side with the Order and stay neutral. Rave, on the other hand, loved the idea of assaulting the Order and giving Moira her comeuppance, but knew her small guild’s leader would never allow the alliance. She did, however, give John a token for the Abyssal Auction that would allow him one free item. John thanked her for the gift and said he would help her if she ever needed it.

“So, now what?” asked Mikuru, slightly annoyed at the lack of allies appearing.

“Well, we search for others. There has to be more groups, individuals, which would be willing to help us fight the order. We must find them, and have them fight for us,” John informed her.

“And if they refuse?” asked his assassin.

“They won’t get the choice,” replied John, a cold confidence in his voice. He looked past Mikuru and noticed Vanessa walk past, turning into a nearby hallway. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have something I need to take care of,” John told Mikuru as he turned and walked to where Vanessa went, an evil grin on his face. John quickened his pace, intent on catching up to Vanessa and having some fun with her.

John spotted Vanessa, flanked by two of her lapdogs. John made his way over to the three, confidence at its highest. All three girls stopped their chatting and looked at him as he made his way over to them. The four were silent for a few moments before Vanessa broke the silence.

“What do you want, Newman?” her normal vitriol seeped every word.

“You two, leave us be,” John said rather sternly.

“What? Who the hell do you think yo-“started the one girl but was distracted when John grabbed her pussy through her panties, her short skirt providing no resistance. He then cast Arouse on her, her pussy instantly flooding her panties and John’s hands. With a smile on his face, he used his near superhuman strength to push the overly horny girl into a bunch of nerds. The nerds caught her as she fell into them, some of their hands landing on her breasts, ass, and thighs. She moaned in pleasure to the touch of the nerds. Her hands shot out, wrapping around the head of the nearest nerd, and pulled his face into hers, her tongue violating his mouth.

“Boys, that classroom is empty,” informed John as he pointed to the door to the right of them. “Take her in there and have fun. She should be like that for a few hours,” he told her. The eyes in all three of the nerds’ eyes lit up at that news, and they dragged the hyperhorny girl into the classroom and, after hearing the click of a lock, knew they wouldn’t be disturbed for a while.

John turned to face Vanessa and her other friend, both girls were horrified by what just happened. Vanessa’s friend stumbled backwards until she hit the lockers. The sudden shock of that allowed her fight or flight reflexes to activate and she dashed past John and down the hall, leaving John alone with Vanessa.
“Wh-what did you do to Kayla?!” questioned Vanessa, her false bravado John easily seeing through. He let out a laugh as he got even closer to Vanessa. She shifted her head up to match his gaze, her fear clear in her eyes even if she attempted to hide it.

“Just made her… more open to different sex partners,” he informed her, as John got closer and closer to her face. “I thought about doing that to you before having my fun, but then you’d enjoy it and, frankly, I don’t want you to enjoy it,” he whispered into her ear. “Now, let’s visit the janitor’s closet. You know the one, don’t you?” he asked, his soft voice entered into her ears.

“No, I won’t go there with you!” Vanessa stood her ground. She had been humiliated by John in the morning before school, when he did something strange to her pussy. And then he knocked out Frank, and she broke up with him. For some reason, she wasn’t really sure why now that she thought about it. But she knew she would not go with John and let him have his way with her. She was a Hawthorne, and they use men to get what they want, not the other way around.
“You seem to forget your place, ****,” John said, his final word filled with contempt. “You will come with me, that’s an order,” commanded John as he began to walk to where the janitor’s closet was. Vanessa refused to follow, brazenly staying in her spot. As she stood there, she felt a burning on her lower body. As the pain became greater she looked down and saw, shining through her panties and skirt, was the symbol that John branded onto her.
A yip of pain escaped her lips as she slowly moved towards John. As she did so, the pain died down a little bit, but still plenty painful. That’s when it hit her, as long as she ignored John’s command and didn’t follow him, the strange brand would glow and burn until she did what he wanted. But where did it come from?! I looked all over my pussy after John did that thing to me and I didn’t see anything. So why is it here now?! With no other options available to her at the moment, she trudged along to the janitor closet, where John was waiting for her.