Ben charged forward but the tall guy was already in front of him before he could blink. A heavy punch crashed into his stomach. His body folded instantly and he dropped to his knees, clutching his abdomen as air tore out of his lungs.
"Oh come on, Derek, do not be too hard on our strong prince," Micheal called from behind, laughing.
Derek leaned down until his mouth was close to Ben's ear. His voice was low and mocking. "Consider yourself lucky I am the one playing with you. If Mikky touched you with real force, you would burst like a firecracker."
He tapped Ben's cheek lightly. "Now stay down and enjoy the show."
Ben grit his teeth and forced his head up. The pain faded only a little, enough for his eyes to focus, and what he saw next punched harder than Derek ever could.
Kate.
She stood there exposed under the glow of the bonfire, her body trembling, her eyes empty. It felt like the world dropped out from under him. His heart cracked, then cracked again. For a split second, his shocked mind tried to look away, but shame slapped him back into himself.
"What the hell is wrong with me," he muttered under his breath, disgusted with his own reaction. This was his sister. His Kate.
Michael leaned back in his chair with a lazy smile. "Your sister is a rare gem, you know. I remember when she first arrived. Acting all mighty and untouchable, swinging that invincibility skill like she owned the place. But power has a way of changing people. Or humbling them." He chuckled. "Now she is a loyal servant. And soon, my friend…" He turned his eyes on Ben with a sharper grin. "You will follow her footsteps."
Ben's pulse roared in his ears. He tried to push himself up, tried to reach for anything, but before he could drag his eyes back to Kate, two of Michael's friends were already closing in on her.
Derek grabbed Ben by the back of his hair and yanked his head upward again, forcing him to watch. "Make sure you learn something from your sister," he whispered, voice dripping with mock sympathy. "You green cards need all the lessons you can get."
Ben's jaw clenched, his nails digging into the dirt. The fire cracked in front of him. Laughter echoed behind him. His heartbeat hammered louder than all of it.
And he could not look away.
The first guy grabbed her ass firm, locking their lips in a deep, hungry kiss. The second slid behind, hands roaming her body slow, then dropping low to lick her from below. The kisser switched to her neck, sucking hard while squeezing one nipple, kneading the other in steady rhythm. Kate fought the pleasure, her body tensed, biting her lip.
"Wow, wow," Michael chuckled as the guys feasted. "She won't show bro her naughty side? Let's see you hold out, Kate. No powers this time. Resist begging for their dicks, and I'll keep my word. Stay away from your little brother and grant your little wish."
Kate strained to focus on his words, but the guy behind sucked her dripping pussy too good. A moan slipped out. Shame burned her in her heart. She couldn't face Ben, who was forced to watch it all.
He switched to her clit, tongue flicking wild, two fingers plunging in sync. Another moan escaped. The front guy latched on her breast, sucking one nipple while squeezing the other. Below, tongue and fingers worked her clit and soaked pussy together. Pleasure crashed over her. She grabbed the front guy's dick through his pants, jerking hard. He helped her yank them down, revealing a dick thicker than she thought.
"Please fuck me already," she begged. "Stop teasing me. I can't take it any longer. Slide it in please…..."
Michael burst into laughter, his smug grin locking at Ben's furious glare. "That didn't take long, he said teasingly."
The front guy lifted one of her legs high and thrust in deep. Kate hugged him tight from the slam. The back guy lined up her ass and pushed in slow, making her scream-moan loud. They began stroking her in a steady rhythm. "Yes, right there," Kate gasped. "Fuck me, please. Fuck me harder."
They picked up pace and she moaned wildly. They banged her fast from both ends, her cries begging nonstop.
Derek shoved Ben's head harder, but Ben's eyes burned with rage. The guys flipped styles. Front pulled out, spun her to all fours on the grass floor. He rammed her pussy doggy, his balls slapping wet and slippery. The back guy stayed in her ass like his dick was glued to it, double-teaming with harder thrusts. Kate bucked back, chasing it, sweat gleaming on her skin under torch glow. "Don't stop! Fuck me!" Her first orgasm hit like a wave, her body shaking, her pussy and ass clenching tight around thier cock. She squirted hard, soaking the front guy's thighs, her squirt dropping as bliss wrecked her.
They didn't slow. The front guy yanked her up to reverse cowgirl on his lap, her ass impaled deeper. Back guy fed her mouth with his slick cock, face-fucking slow while pinching her swinging nipples. She sucked greedily like someone having a lollipop for the first time, her tongue swirling, gagging in soft breath. The front guy drilled up in more brutal force, hitting the right spots that made her quiver. Her second climax came out in a fast rush. She popped off the cock to scream, cumming again harder, her walls pulsing wild, juices dripping down her shaft.
The guys hit their limit too. Front guy pulled out first, standing to stroke fast. His thick ropes shot across her boobs and face, painting it with white streaks. Back guy followed a moment later, aiming for her ass and back, his cum splattering hot as he groaned. Kate knelt panting, her body glazed slick, shudders lingering from the highs. They stepped back, zipping up with smirks as they left her wrecked in the field. Michael and Derek joined also leaving only her and his brother.
Ben watched Kate dress up in silence. She wiped her body, pulled her clothes together, and walked away without giving him a single glance. She did not stop. She did not speak. She did not even look guilty. She just left.
Ben stayed where he was, kneeling on the cold ground with his head down. The bonfire party had gone quiet. The cheering, the music, the sick laughter from earlier… all gone. Students had drifted back to their dorms until only the crackling of the dying fire and the soft night breeze were left.
He finally pushed himself up, legs shaking. Each step toward his dorm felt heavy, like he was dragging his own shame behind him. His heart thudded fast. His hands trembled. Not from fear, but from the anger eating him alive.
He had watched his sister get abused right in front of him. And he had done nothing. Not because he chose to be weak, but because he was weak.
"I will make them pay," he muttered, clenching his fists until they hurt. "I will make them taste what it feels like to be powerless."
"Oh really? That sounds cute."
Ben spun so fast he almost tripped. His eyes darted around, trying to find where the voice came from. The moonlight helped a little, but the field was still too open and too dark. He was still far from the dorm area and stood among trees that cast shifting shadows across the grass.
"Who's there!" Ben shouted. "Show yourself!"
"Stop looking around like someone who lost their puppy. I heard you say you want to make them pay. So I'm curious. How do you plan to achieve that?"
Ben gritted his teeth. "That's none of your business. And if you're their spy, go tell them I'm not like my sister. They won't break me, no matter how many times they punch me. I won't give them that pleasure."
A loud, exaggerated yawn answered him. "You talk too much. All noise, no action."
Ben's temper spiked. "If you're so sure, then show yourself and find out."
"I'm already here."
Ben turned sharply, ready to fight. But what he saw was not a person. A tiny fiery shape floated in front of him. It looked like a glowing bird, but when it spoke, it sounded like a girl.
Ben's anger hadn't cooled at all. He swung at it without thinking. His fist went straight through the glowing figure like it was smoke.
The tiny fiery girl hovered closer. "I can help you get what you want," she said with bold confidence.
And Ben froze, staring at her, unsure if he was dreaming, losing his mind, or standing at the edge of something far more dangerous than anything he had faced tonight.
The fiery girl hovered in front of Ben, her tiny wings flickering like candle flames in the wind.
"You are clearly in pain," she said, almost sounding amused. "Imagine it again. Your dad's favorite sword snapped like it was cheap wood. Pathetic. I can help you become strong enough to challenge them. And if you think Michael and his little group are the real threat in this academy, then you are dreaming. They are the baby bullies. The real pain comes when you meet their seniors."
Ben's jaw tightened. Her words stung because they were true. He had felt how powerless he was. "And how will you make me stronger?" he asked, his voice low. In his mind he whispered the thought he never wanted to admit. Even in a hundred years, he could never stand on the same field as those blue-card monsters. His bloodline doomed him before he even arrived.
The fiery girl chuckled, a bright crackling sound. "Simple. You sign a contract with me and become my slave. I will forge you into something that can actually fight back."
Ben stepped away, shaking his head. "Forget it. I won't be anyone's toy. I won't end up like my sister."
He turned and started walking off.
"Oh really?" the fiery girl called after him. "You should know something before you pretend to be brave again. Your sister was actually strong when she first arrived. Stronger than you think. She even beat weak Derek, the same guy who turned you into a vegetarian today. But she kept quiet. She hid it."
Ben stopped. He turned slowly, anger flaring in his eyes. "What did you say?"
"No more information," the fiery girl replied. "Not unless you sign a contract with me."
Ben frowned hard. He turned away again and walked off without looking back, even though her glowing light still pressed against his thoughts.