Bill was the new kid on the block in class 4C. It didn’t worry him a bit, because he was tall, broad shouldered and strong. He knew the boys would all look up to him, and the Girls…well, like moths to a flame, as his dad used to say. It was a weird class though. The boys were all very timid and almost scared, it seemed. Bill didn’t understand why, but he’d soon find out. It happened on a Wednesday afternoon in the gym, when ten Girls of his class walked in. He didn’t have a clue, but that changed when Lisa kicked him excruciatingly hard in the groin. He went down like with a groan and then they were all over him. Twenty seconds later they had him pinned down to the floor, with two Girls sitting on each arm and two on each leg. He struggled like a caveman with an attitude, but he couldn’t get up. Then that Lisa bitch sat down on his chest and told him about Femdom and such. He cursed like a sailor on leave. They slapped and kicked him for two long hours, spat on him, and four of them pissed all over him. He didn’t learn much at that school to be honest, but he did learn an awful lot about male slavery.