Risk and reward

Two hours of study every evening. That was the new order I gave Gina. She blinked blankly at that for a while

“S-studying?”, Gina finally replied as if if it was a curse word. “I never studied!”

“And your grades show it. That will change now. You are free to study what you want as long as its school related. You will dedicate your full concentration to it.”

“Like you are in a camp.” Lindsey quipped.

“That is a very tasteless joke Lindsey. While it's true that the phrase is most usually identified with Nazi ideology, that is a perversion of the actual meaning. For you see when Heinrich Beta coined the phrase in 1845 he...”

“Fascinating. Oh! Will you **** her to screw up tests regardless?”

Giving her the Cutie treatment certainly crossed my mind. But frankly, I found the opposite much more appealing. “On the contrary. Gina, you will give it your all on each and every test from now on. I expect you to get at least an A-. Get anything lower and you will be punished.”

I could tell that Gina didn't like that one bit. She wasn't an idiot, that was clear to see, but she has build up a reputation of someone who doesn't care about rules and grades. For some reasons this appeals to her troglodytes of cronies. That didn't mean she got bad grades. Checking her records she appear to hover comfortable between B's and C's Not bad, but she could do so much better.

Frankly it disgusts me. As much as I despise Gina, I despise wasted talent more.

“Y-you can't do this to me!” Gina sounded really ****. You would think after all I put her trough this one wouldn't be that big of a deal.

“Actually I can. Oh, and two hours at once might be a bit tough, so you are allowed to break it up with a masturbation session in the middle. That is your choice tough.”

There where other reasons for this as well. With these two hours, her exercising, being **** to do Tom's chores and a bedtime of 9.00 P.M Gina's after school schedule was now packed almost to the brim. It would be extremely difficult for her to hatch any scheme against me. And finally, I needed to slowly but surely undermine Gina's authority as a Queen, so that I could take over in public as well. Turning her into a nerd, should do wonders for that. Perhaps I give her an appropriate haircut next?

Personally, I would be fine with keep using Gina as my figurehead, if it wasn't for one big issue. This curse, or rather this psychological issue Gina is experiencing right now might vanish at any moment. Gina has already demonstrated that my insurance is worth very little to her, as such I rather secure my powerbase sooner then later.

Speaking of, with Lindsey having done her thing, it was time for the next step in my plan.

It goes without saying but quite a few Clubs are already acquainted with one of the big factions. Lauren in particular has a wide array of sport clubs at her disposal, including swimming and soccer.

When it comes to the most formidable factions that still managed to remain independent, you have the Student council and the two Volleyball clubs, each ranking at around 5%.

Just two years ago the Student council was actually the supreme hegemon of Noname high with the Student council president it's undisputed ruler.

It wasn't a particular popular rule as students and clubs alike suffered under an iron fist. This was a hotbed for rebellion. At first the Student council tried to suppress these revolts with even more draconian rules, but that just united the oppressed against them. More and more groups and clubs revolted until the entire school was engulfed in bloody civil war. Finally, the president was **** into a humiliating treaty(literally, as he was given a wedgie while signing the document), ceding almost all of the council's authority and becoming the paper tiger it is today.

In the following power vacuum the queens rose to dominance and established the rule as we know it.

Aligning myself with these fools would only serve to my detriment. Which makes this rant somewhat pointless, I suppose.(I'm sorry)

The Volleyball clubs however are a different matter.

There are two of them, which already was a bit unorthodox. For some bizarre reason Noname high really likes to have clubs gender specific. The basketball club is male, while the swimming club is female, the tennis club is male while the chess club is female. As it happens that's another idiotic relic of the Student council era, but such a strong tradition that it has yet to be contested.

The only exception to the rule are the two volleyball clubs. For one simple reason. The male “Leaders” is regular volleyball, while the female “Wildcats” is beach volleyball.

As it so happens both clubs, and especially their captains are constantly at each others throat in a fierce rivalry, which means getting them both on board would be impossible. Since there was also the high possibility that the remaining club would team up with another queen, it's prudent to grind them into dust before that can happen.

After much deliberation, I decided to side with the girls. Call me sexist here, but I really didn't like how the girls where **** into those skimpy uniforms. Sorry boys, but you are about to become a stepping stone for my ambition.

I decided to met up with the girls alone, to not appear threatening. Well, I did take Cutie along, but he doesn't count.

Since the Volleyball clubs have only one court for both teams, who gets to use said course is always a topic for fierce debate. They really would have an easier time just working together, but that does make things easier for me.

As luck would have it, it was the girls turn at the court.

Wildcats captain was a big and slender woman named Rina. All of them in fact where on the tall side. After spending so much time with Gina's gaggle of anorexic girls, it was nice to look at something more athletic.

“What do you want?” Rina asked with a tone that broke no argument, as she handed the ball to her second in command and casually strolled over to us.

“Good day my lady. I visit you on this fine day to discuss our bright tomorrow.”

“The answer is no, shadow queen.”

“Oh my.”

“Do you think you are the first to come? I kept my girls out of your idiotic little games and I tend to keep it that way.”

“That is most unfortunate. Would you at least allow me to make my proposal?”

Rina sighed annoyed. “Fine, but be quick about it.”

I smiled at her, then at Cutie. “Cutie”, I began while patting his head. “Please strip for us.”

I could tell that this was not something Rina was expecting, or Cutie for that matter “W-what?”

Now, at this point I was fairly accustomed with Cuties song and dance. Feeble resistance followed by a bit of pushing on my part. “You heard me, I will allow you to keep your underwear on, provided I don't have to repeat myself again.”

Completely red once more and with trembling fingers Cutie started to unbutton his shirt. He always chooses to do this awfully slow and I am perfectly fine with that.

“oi, oi, what the hell is this?”, asked Rina barely able to close her mouth.

“Just one of the many perks of Royal magnificent.” I smiled and brushed over Cuties exposed chest, which made him shudder. “Cutie is our own personal waiter and also takes care of some other...needs.”

I could see how Rina tried her best to not let her gaze wander all over his body. From the intelligence I have on her, she doesn't have a boyfriend, so this might very well be the first time she actually saw a half naked boy up that close.

Suffice to say that by the time Cutie stood in nothing both his white underpants, all the other girls on the court stopped doing what they did and stared as well. Perfect.

“Cutie”, I started while giving him a little slap on his butt. “Why don't you go over there and play with the nice girls?” He had every reason to be scared, given how they ogled him, but he went all the same.

“Now then.” I snapped at Rina to get her out of her trance. “I am under the impression that boys need firm guidance to prevent them from straying from the right path. As a matter of fact I heard you have some troubles with a few boys as well. Wouldn't it be better for everyone involved if we turn them into this?” I gestured at Cutie once more. The Girls took to him very quickly and where currently in the process of exploring his smooth body while giggling and squealing. I guess he his enjoying(?) himself.

I feel like I have to say for the record here that, while I identify myself as a feminist, I am not a crazed third wave extremist that wants to enslave all Men. As a matter of fact, I truly despise the damages they have done for the cause of true gender equality. Still, you need to give people what they want and Rina very obviously wants this.

Rina finally managed to compose herself. “Wait....just so I understand you right, you are talking about turning the “Leaders” into...this.” She pointed at Cutie.

“Well, Cutie is a bit of an **** case, so we have to scale back a little bit. I merely intend to turn them into the Wildcats personal cheerleaders.”

“Ben as a cheerleader.” There was a bit of a weird smile on Rina's face that gave me the creeps. They idea of humiliating her hated rival to such a degree clearly appealed to her on a spiritual level. Ah, kindred spirits.

“Hell yeah, I join up with you If you can accomplish that.” Rina said while laughing. “But the Leaders are independent for a reason. If you think you can threaten them into submission you are in for a bad awakening.”

“Oh, please, I would never do something this crude.”

“By all means then, enlighten me.”

I smiled and shared my plan with her.

“I see.” Rina finally allowed herself to say. “That could work, but the risk..”

“I assure you, you will win. But as a special token of insurance..."

I took my phone out and showed her a video. On it was Gina, sitting on her throne with a haughty smile on her face, swirling a glass of wine.

“Captain of the Wildcats, I bid you my greetings. I am sure my loyal Hand has already explained my brilliant plan to you. But I can understand that you are still hesitant.”

With a glorious flourish Gina stood up. “Have no fear! I Gina, Queen of Royal magnificent will personally assure your grand victory! It is a Queens duty to take responsibility and on that I shall not waver. In addition, should this gambit of mine fail, I will personally offer myself up as the “Leaders” Fucktoy for an entire year!”

I could hear Rina gasp at that bold and daring declaration.

Gina held up her wineglass. “Victory is already assured, I look forward to toasting you on our celebration feast.”

“Oh wow, that is a bold move if I ever have seen one”, Rina finally allowed herself a nervous chuckle. “But, fuck me if I aren't fired up like crazy now.”

“Her royal grace does have a penchant for inspiring her subjects.”, I added humbly. “Of course I shall provide you with a copy of this video.”

“I need to discuss this with my girls.” Rina moved back to the court, with a very giddy step, where the girls where currently teaching Cutie the in's and out of serving. I have no doubt that they will share their captains enthusiasm.