Claim

• Kaitlyn

She ended the call and looked expectantly to her side at Ethan, who glanced around him before smiling anxiously back at her. “Any success?” He asked. He had a certain boyish charm with his jet-black hair, cropped short, slender build and eager smile that never quite reached his mysterious dark eyes. She could imagine many girls could fall for him even before this whole mess had happened. And now… Well, these things didn’t matter any more, did they?

Her lips twisted in an eager, subservient smile she had seen so often in the claimed women. “Yep! Just got where she’s hiding! She’s still unclaimed, all yours for the taking, master.” And she moaned softly at that before batting her eyelashes. “Maybe her roommate will be there too? Hmm… two new women for your harem?” And she moved closer, searching him for any sign of approval.

“Good,” said Ethan, still reserved as always although he permitted himself a small smile and a nod, which made her kick her legs with joy before he turned to his other girls. “Everyone. Let’s move out.”

Nadia immediately stood up at attention, face eager to please. The tall Scandinavian blonde never left his side, even for a moment, pleading silently with her bright blue eyes for him to use her. Beside her stood Roslyn, much more slowly, her petite frame and thick glasses making her look younger than she was, a complete contrast with the previous woman. She also looked far less confident and eager, although she constantly consulted Ethan with her eyes every other second as she fidgeted in place. Last but not least was Jasmine, with her brown skin and dark hair, looking up demurely at her ‘master’ and smiling happily, a perfect row of white teeth, before looking back down, doing her best to look submissive and breedable.

Truly a diverse Harem, thought Kaitly with dark amusement, a smorgasbord of flavors that would be the envy of any man. Although the diversity here was no surprise, considering there were people from all over the world studying at their university. Oh well… That was the nature of the new world. She hopped off the desk she was sitting on, straightening her skirt. Then there was her, the gothy, punky bitch. She was a pretty nice addition, right?

But they were being watched. There was one older man outside the classroom they were resting in, looking at them all with quiet, hungry eyes, which turned to undisguised jealousy as he looked at Ethan, at the center of all these women. But he said nothing, unlike the other man watching them.

“So…” said the other man, he was short and most likely a student, although his most immediate feature she noticed was the flecks of blood that stained his facial hair. He looked nervous and sweaty as he grimaced a smile at Ethan. “You’re still on the hunt for more chicks, huh? Damn, some guys… Don’t stop hustling, huh?” He looked at Nadia, who took a step in front of Ethan protectively, and he raised his hands. “No, no, I get it. Not looking for a fight. I was just wondering, if… You could use some help. You know? Getting to the girls? We could help each other out and then, maybe… Split the women? Or hell… Even just one girl my way? I’d be happy with one.”

Ethan looked concerned, and seemed to consider for a moment before shaking his head. “No,” he said.

“Aw, c’mon man…” Pleaded the other guy, his eyes getting watery as his voice cracked. “It’s not fair. Some guys are taking all the women while others aren’t even getting any scraps. It’s not right! If you keep doing this - !”

Kaitlyn took this moment to intervene, walking in front of the group and pointing her finger at the other man. “Hey, asshole!” She shouted, stopping him in his tracks. He looked at her, stunned, and she took the opportunity. “We’re already claimed, we’re HIS. Not anyone else’s. And the women that we’ve tracked down? They’re his too! Go find your own. But if you try and follow us, I swear…” She heard Nadia step next to her, a full foot taller, and saw the man with blood in his beard flinch and back away. She wondered for a moment if that blood had been spilled not by a man but a claimed woman. They could be quite protective of their men, she noticed.

“This world is not right, man… This claim shit… It’s making the world a broken place,” mumbled the man, even as he backed away, blinking rapidly as tears ran down his cheeks. “Can’t you see? It’s the most awful people that win this game. Not the smartest, or the kindest or… The bravest… It’s the most awful people that take the most women… It’s broken.”

But the man backed away, and did not follow us as we walked out, although Ethan and Roslyn did glance back at him, one with curiosity, the other with concern. But they had a job to do, and limited time to do it. So the group left the sniveling man behind as Kaitlyn began typing to her friend. Some things were best kept as quiet as possible.

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Just a heads up we got a guy with us’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘He’s our beard, lol’

(Zarina) - ‘What?!!’

(Zarina) - ‘What do you mean?’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Hes pretending to have claimed us, but he didn’t’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘There’s me and 3 other girls tagging along with him’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Everyone pretending to be claimed’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Jasmine is one of them btw so she’s safe too’

(Zarina) - ‘!’

(Zarina) - ‘Sorry, but that sounds really suspicious.’

(Zarina) - ‘He’s pretending to have claimed a bunch of women? And you bring him to our door?’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Ye I know it sounds bad’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘But it works. Guys don’t go after girls they think are claimed.’

Kaitlyn felt the moment of hesitation, even over text form, and sighed. She crossed her fingers, hoping for a good answer.

(Zarina) - ‘Alright, hope it works. But we’re stuck in our room and there’s a problem.’

(Zarina) - ‘There’s guys trying to break down all dorm doors one by one.’

(Kaitlyn) - ‘Oh shit omw asap’

“Umm, guys? We might have to hurry!” Kaitlyn said out loud. “Otherwise someone else might beat us to the punch!”

It was ten minutes later when they showed up at the front door of Anna and Zarina’s dorm room, slightly out of breath, along with the rest of the entourage.

“Best let me handle the talking,” she said, looking for Ethan once for confirmation.

He nodded, then turned to the others. “Let’s all stick together here and keep watch. If anyone approaches, you girls let us know, ok?”

All three other women nodded eagerly, allowing Kaitlyn to walk up to the door and gently knock on it. “Zarina? Are you there?”

There was a moment of silence. She thought she heard some kind of whispering from inside but it was hard to tell. She sighed and grabbed her phone, sending a quick text to her friend before pressing her ear against the door. There, very faintly, she heard the vibration.

“I know you’re in there, Zarina. I can hear you got my text,” said Kaitlyn, trying her best to sound gentle, soothing.

They were probably frightened senseless. Understandable, given the circumstances. She heard the sounds of another door being broken down the other end of the hallway, and flinched. Very understandable.

“Yeah, I’m here,” whispered Zarina. “Anna’s here too.”

“Your roommate? Cool,” she said. “Anyone else?”

“Just us,” replied another voice, which she assumed was Anna.

“Great,” said Kaitlyn gesturing a ‘two’ behind her back where only Ethan and the others would see it. “So, here’s the thing. The exits to the building are being watched by a bunch of… Not so friendly guys. Plus a few vultures hovering outside the grounds. So, uhh… You guys are kind of fucked unless you stick with us.” She took a deep breath. “But don’t worry, ok? We’ll get you all out of here. Safely.”

A pause, followed by a question from Anna. “How come you guys made it to the dorm then, if there’s people watching the exits?”

She had to give the roommate points for being perceptive. “We talked our way in. Now here’s the plan: You guys open the door and let me and Ethan in.” She looked around to make sure there was nobody nearby, and still lowered her voice before continuing. “We’ll pretend to claim you, then we all walk out of here pretending we’re part of Ethan’s Harem. Look, I know it sounds scary, but so long as you follow us and keep looking at Ethan like he’s god’s gift to women, we can make it out of here. Unclaimed. And safe.” She glanced aside at the far end of the hall, where a bunch of the men were gathering in front of another door. “But you have to decide fast. Or you can trust the guys with the doorbreakers to take good care of you, but I wouldn’t bet money on it.”

Another pause, Kaitlyn narrowed her eyes, trying to remain calm, to look like she was cool and collected. In control.

“Alright. You and the guy can come in,” said Zarina.

“Nice!” Celebrated Kaitlyn. Another victory for their little group. She heard the door unlock and open, revealing a pile of furniture half-stacked against it. There was still a knee-high barricade of chairs and clothes to hop over. Behind it were Zarina and her friend, a skinny girl with dirty blonde hair and lightly tan skin. Both looked like deers caught in the headlights, ready to bolt away at a moment’s notice. They were REALLY scared, she noted.

So Kaitlyn tried defusing the tension, waking over the obstruction and hugging Zarina tightly. “Thank god you’re alright! I was so worried about you.”

Zarina let her arms hang limp from her body, not returning the hug. But it was only when Kaitlyn broke the hug and Ethan took a step over the barricade that they realized why. Zarina revealed a steak knife she had in one hand, and kept hidden behind her when they first entered. She then gripped the knife with both hands and pointed it towards Ethan.

“Woah! Hey!” He quickly raised his hands, raising the alarm for Kaitlyn and the others, who let small cries of concern.

“We can do the pretend to be claimed thing…” she whispered. “B-but… If you try to claim me or Anna for real? If you do that… Inshallah, you will not leave this room alive.”

Nadia hopped over the barricade in an instant, looking furiously at the knife. “Drop it. Drop the knife right now!” And she advanced on Zarina, who turned the knife up towards the incoming woman.

“Nadia, it’s alright!” Said Ethan, intervening. Nadia still took another step and placed herself between him and Zarina, looking furious.

“We come here to help, to get you out of here without even-” Nadia hissed, until Ethan interrupted her again, firmly this time.

“Nadia! Enough!”

Anna looked at Nadia, then back at Ethan and took a step back, whimpering. “They’re totally claimed… I knew it was a trap.”

Kaitlyn cursed. “It’s not. Just…” She glanced towards the door quickly, where she heard footsteps approaching, and turned back with a **** expression while lowering her voice to a whisper. “Play along.”

Ethan took this as his cue and raised his hand. The two women backed instinctively… But he only hovered his hand a foot away from Zarina “I claim you!” He shouted. He then moved his hand closer to Anna, but still a visible distance from her body, and added. “You too! You’re mine now!”

Kaitlyn faked a cheer. “Two more slaves, master! Wonderful!”

“What is going on here…?” went a rough male voice, which got louder as it approached the open door. “You are not doing what I think you’re…”

Ethan immediately grabbed Anna by the waist and pulled her closer, which she reacted with a startled whimper before attempting to turn it into a smile. Kaitlyn also rushed towards Zarina and hugged her again, pressing her body against the plump curves of the friend that had just threatened them with a knife. The hug also pulled double-duty of hiding said knife, while Kaitlyn smiled as sweetly as she could. And not a moment too soon, before a man wearing a biker jacket appeared into view, with a woman in tow that had bright pink hair and was currently topless, standing behind him with an eager expression.

“You did NOT just claim two fucking virgins, you piece of shit!” He roared, raising a baseball bat and pointing it towards him. “You were here to grab your woman’s stuff and leave! What the hell is the meaning of this?”

Nadia immediately stepped protectively in front of Ethan, which made the pink-haired girl do the same for her man, despite the fact he was armed and she wasn’t. But then both of them realized they were surrounded by more of Ethan’s women, and his bravado faltered slightly.

Ethan pounced on this hesitation with a playful half-shrug. “You know what they say… All’s fair in love and war. But don’t worry, I got what I came for and - ”

“That is NOT what you fucking came for!” Said biker jacket man.

“Well too fucking bad!” Spat Kaitlyn. “Our master claimed them already! What are you going to do, go back in time?”

He glared silently at each of the women. Anna trembled for a moment before steeling herself, she then looked up at Ethan… And nuzzled gently at his chest before looking back the biker with an eager, breathy smile.

“That’s right. I belong to master now,” she said. Her hand then slowly slid lower down his chest, almost reaching his crotch before Ethan grabbed her hand, quickly but not unkindly, and smiled down at her.

“Not now, ****,” he said. And it came out smooth and confident. Anna smiled and looked down demurely.

Zarina took this as her cue, and went on her knees on the floor next to Ethan before looking up at him submissively. “Sorry for giving you trouble, master. Please… Show this muslima whore the error of her ways.”

Kaitlyn was quietly impressed with Zarina’s acting efforts. Not bad for a girl that only a few days ago had blushed because another girl said their boyfriend had a big cock. But outwardly she gave the biker a shit-eating grin and shrugged. “Sorry! Too late!”

“Cheeky little fuck…” Muttered the biker, raising his bat and resting it on his shoulder. “Oughta pound your face into the dirt.”

“Come and try, fucker!” Snapped back Nadia, taking a step forward. She glanced around her and smiled. “It’s seven against two.”

“Don’t you dare disrespect him, bitch!” Replied the pink haired girl, also walking in front of the biker. “His buddies are just down the hall, along with half the girls in this dorm. Want to see how ugly this can get?”

The two men glanced at each of their loyal bodyguards, then back at each other in a moment of mutual, awkward understanding. Nobody moved or spoke, nobody dared to break the silence, until -

“Girls! There’s a ton of girls hiding here! Oh shi-!” And the frantic shout from some other man down the hallway was covered up by a stampede, as multiple footsteps sounded down the hall. There must have been 7 or 8 women in that room, and the one to raise the alarm quickly found himself overwhelmed, as the women trampled past him in their **** bid for freedom. The alarm was being raised all over the building.

The biker glanced back and forth between the hallway and the dorm room before cursing. “You fuckers better get the hell out of here! Right now!” He snarled before pivoting away, pink haired girl in tow. “And I better not find you claimed another fucking woman, you hear? Not even if she slips and falls on your cock!”

He left the room and the atmosphere changed in an instant, Ethan looking uncertainly at Nadia and Kaitlyn. “Should we try and help, or…?”

“I… think we pushed our luck far enough for today,” muttered Jasmine in a quiet voice, briefly dropping the submissive smile before bringing it back again, looking adoringly at the man of their Harem.

“Gotta agree with you there, this was a close one,” muttered Kaitlyn, allowing herself a worried frown before forcing it into another smile. “Alright guys! Let’s get the fuck out of here!” She walked towards the door, only to stop and turn back to Anna and Zarina, still frozen in their poses of adoration to Ethan even as they looked at her in fear. “Oh, and remember! Smile, smile, smile!”

And she moaned softly before smiling like a girl that had no concerns other than pleasing her man.