In a way.

"Master, I would love to do that, but can I make a suggestion about something you may have overlooked?" My dick throbbed when she called me master again and my urgency to get out of here redoubled, but I decided to hear her out. "The message said it went to everybody in the world. We can assume most people probably didn't believe it at first, but it won't take long for more people like us who thought it was a joke but played along. The more people who do that, the faster everyone is going to realize it is real. By this time next week it will be hard to find an unclaimed girl anywhere. If we were anywhere else I would say we should try to find more girls, preferably girls who might not have their phones on them and don't know what is happening." She stopped speaking and looked around the room.

"Everyone else in here left all their belongings in the locker room, so right now you are in that place. We should not hesitate to capitalize on this opportunity." It took a second for her meaning to come clear.

"You are saying I should claim all the girls in here? I can't do that. I didn't mean to claim you. I am not going to take agency away from them."

"Master, think about it. If you don't claim them they are going to leave here and find out they are being hunted down by any guy who has a mind to. They will spend the entire time in fear for their lives because they won't know how amazing it feels to be owned. It won't be long before each and every hottie here is claimed by somebody, why shouldn't it be you who does the claiming?" Jessica had relaxed on the bench and put her feet up my lap, subtly rubbing my cock with her bare feet. I glanced around the room again, looking at all the hot girls in cheerleader costumes.

"You make a very good argument. But what am I going to do with 30+ women? Where will we all live?" I asked, exasperated.

"We will figure something out. I am not exaggerating when I say I would sleep on the floor in a pile of bodies if that is what you wanted, and I guarantee once you claim them, the others will agree." Jessica looked past me and moved her feet towards my knee. "Now is your chance to get started."

I looked up and saw a girl walking toward us. I knew she was one of Jessica's friends, but I had never spoken to her.

"Hey Jessica. A few of us were going to go get coffee after tryouts, do you and your friend want to join?" She waved towards three girls sitting about 30 feet away before turning back to us.

"Hey Megan, yeah, sure, that sounds great. Sit with us for a minute and help me convince Carl of something."

"Ok. What are we convincing him of?" Megan sat on the bench behind us and Jessica motioned towards me.

"He thinks his hands are too strong and calloused for him to be on the cheer squad. Tell him they are not."

"Hmmm. Let me see. I like strong calloused hands." Megan grabbed my hand and started examining it. Jessica winked.

"I uh...." Megan frowned at me. "I claim you." Megan changed immediately. She held my hand tighter and pulled it onto her leg. I felt a rush of energy as my strength and stamina got boosted.

"Oooh, that was clever. I don't really know what just happened, but I guess you own me now. So what do you want me to do Master?" Hearing this bombshell I had never spoken to call me master while I stroked her leg made my erection come back full ****, but I put that to the back of my mind.

"Keep our new arrangement a secret, but get your friends over here." I demanded, a thrill surging through me at my power.

"Yes Master, as you wish." Megan released my hand and went over to her friends. After a minute the four of them returned. "Here girls, feel his hands."

Sara, a cute redhead I remembered from a calculus class last year, hesitantly reached out to touch my hand. Jessica and Megan had maneuvered behind the other two, likely to prevent them from running when I claimed their friend right in front of them. Jessica smiled and nodded, so I grabbed Sara's hand and claimed her under my breath. Again I felt the rush and realized I was now almost twice as strong as I was just minutes ago.

"Wow, Megan was right, your hands do feel really cool." Sara winked at me before stepping out of her other friend's way. The next girl up was a short black girl I didn't recognize. She reached halfway to me and hesitated. I took the initiative and grabbed her hand. Before she could pull it away I claimed her as well. She smiled at me and used her other hand to brush my cock, concealed from her remaining free friend by the angle of her body. I glanced at her collar and saw that it read (CARL:LOLA). The last girl stepped up and I saw that she had her phone in her hand.

"Yeah, you can cut the 'his hand feels weird' bullshit. I got the same message you did. You just claimed power over my friends, didn't you?" When I didn't say anything she nodded. "Makes sense. We are all pretty hot. I have a proposition for you. I will join your little harem willingly if you promise not to claim me. I will serve just as readily as these four, I will just do it of my own choice, as long as you let me play with them as well." She glanced nervously at her former friends as they circled her and trapped her next to me.

"And why would you do that?" I asked.

"I have never told anyone this before, but I am bi. I have been in love with Sara since we met, and Lola and Megan frequently show up in my fantasies. I imagine classes and work won't be a thing for a while, so getting fucked by you sounds in exchange for getting to fuck these beauties sounds like a pretty good deal to me." She reached down and started rubbing my cock through my pants. "And it seems like you like the idea as well."

I did like the idea of having at least one girl who wasn't magically compelled to follow my commands, but I wasn't yet sold on the idea.