“He is a Man, I am not,

  He is the sky, I am the earth,

  His name is heaven,

  Mine is dirt.”

 

2^nd Chant

The Way of Females

 

 

“So, how you do find my new worm?” Carlos asked.

“Soft,” Ivan lifted his leg and step on the worm’s tits again. “Very, very soft.” Both men laugh at the not so funny joke.

          The worm in question lay still and kept her position. She is lying on her back, naked on the floor with only a pair of thongs on her body. She kept her legs straight and arms beside her body. Her head is bald; in fact her whole body is bald. Unlike her home-planet of Thordaw, the Worms of Kabir were not allowed hair. All the hair on her body had been removed and DNA surgery has made sure that it will never grow again. Even her eyebrows had been shaved. All her teeth had also been pulled. Hairless, toothless, she looked just like every married female on Planet Kabir; a lowly worm. She knows she is been laugh at, and she is pleased. She is making her man happy.

“From Thordaw?” Ivan asked.

“Yes,” Carlos nodded. “Saved her life and now she’s mine.”

“Yes, I’ve heard the story.”

Indeed he has. Carlos was making a pilgrimage on Thordaw, crossing the Burning Flats on foot when he saw the plane crashed. He went to the crash site and rescued the passengers. As luck would have it, the plane was carrying a bunch of unmarried females on a school field trip. 10 females survived the crash. Carlos used his limited supplies to care for the females and sent out a distress signal from his radio. It took the rescuers 2 days to reach them. 1 man, 10 females, alone in the Burning Flats for over 2 days. Amazingly, no one died. Carlos became a hero. Rightfully so; the females would have no chance if he wasn’t there.

“Only you could go on a religious pilgrimage and come back a hero with a new 17 year-old worm.” Ivan lifted his leg and step on the worm’s tits, harder this time. The worm remained still. “Well trained,” Ivan commented.

“Yes,” Carlos said, “that’s why I picked her.”

“I heard that her father wasn’t too pleased.”

“Yes. Didn’t like the way we treat our females here on Kabir. He thinks we’re too harsh.”

Ivan chortled. “We are talking about a man from Thordaw, right? Where they work their cows from sunrise to sunset.”

“Yes, but to them, manual labor are what females are born to do. He think that it is wrong to just have them crawl on their bellies all day.” Carlos looked like he actually agrees with the man.

“You…agree with him?” Ivan asked disbelieving.

“Of course not! I merely understand where he is coming from” Carlos continued, “Even in the Patriarch Alliance, we will have our differences.”

“How did you make him agreed to the marriage?”

“I didn’t.” Carlos saw the look on Ivan’s face. He pointed to the worm, “She did.” Ivan looked at the worm. The worm was silent.

Carlos told the worm, “Tell him how you made your father agree to the marriage.”

“My father is a true man of the Alliance,” the worm began, “My father loved all his children, even the worthless females like myself. When this worthless worm told him my wish, he gave his blessings.”

“You agreed to come to Kabir?” Ivan asked the worm. The worm remained silent.

“You may answer,” Carlos said.

“Yes, Sir,” the worm answered. “It is my wish to serve and suffer for this man.”

“Why?” Ivan asked again, though he suspected the answer. The worm remained silent.

“You may answer,” Carlos said again.

“This worthless worm is female. My greatest desire is to find a man to serve. A man that is both strong and steadfast. This man,” the worm looked at Carlos, “saved us. He took care of us. He looked after us for 2 days when he could have just walked away. This man is strong and steadfast. My wish has come true.”

“No man could walked away and still call himself a man,” Carlos said.

“But some men would. They would have walked away and say that it was none of their business, that they owned nothing to those females,” the worm said. “You didn’t.”

“Soft and devoted.” Ivan laughed. “You’re making me jealous.”

“I don’t know,” Carlos replied. “Paris there is soft and devoted also.”

          Carlos is speaking of the worm at Ivan’s feet. Paris is Ivan first. This means that she is his first wife. She, like the other worm, was naked with only a thong between her legs. She kept her legs straight and her arms by her body. She is facedown on the ground. It’s called the Worm Position. Like all worms, Paris is both hairless and toothless.

“I don’t know…I’m beginning to be bored with her,” Ivan complained.

“What? Why?” Carlos was surprised.

“I had her for over 5 years now. I’m thinking of taking a second.”

“She been disobedient?”

“No”

“Lazy?”

“Not really”

“Then why think of taking a second?”

“Why not?” Ivan argued. “I have the money to afford a second and I wouldn’t mind a little variety.”

          Carlos nodded. In a way he could understand why his friend would want variety. He admits to himself this was also a reason for him to take a second. “Amelie.”

          The worm called Amelie crawled to the 2 men. Carlos’ first, Amelie crawled to them in the classic worm crawl. She uses her elbows to push herself along the ground, all the time making sure her stomach and knees were grounded. She stopped at the feet of her man Carlos, and went into the worm position.

“Let’s have some fun.” Carlos said.

“What you have in mind?”

“I have 2 worms now. I’ve been thinking of having a little competition between the two.”

“What sort of competition?” Ivan was beginning to like the sound of this.

“Nothing major,” Carlos smiled, “just a little old fashion dog wrestling.”

          The 2 men laughed. The 3 worms remained still. They knew what dog wrestling was of course. 2 females faced off against each other on their hand and knees, with nothing on but their thongs. The idea is to take the thongs off your opponent’s body and stuff the underwear into your mouth. If you do it before your opponent, you win. You may use your hands, but you must remain on one of your knees at all times. If there are more than 2 females in the contest, you must put the thongs of all your opponents into your mouth. The winner is safe, all losers get punished. Since the punishment can be anything from push-ups to whipping, it is considered to be a very serious game…if you are a female. Men watch it for laughs.

“Good idea,” Ivan agreed. “What’s the punishment?”

“I’ve just the thing.” Carlos went to the cupboard and took out 2 small pipes. Each pipe was only about 15cm long. “Whipping,” he happy said.

Ivan took one of the pipes. He saw a small button on it and pressed it. A metre-long laser whip immediately came out of one end of the pipe. “Which 2?” he asked.

“Mine, of course.” Carlos laughed again. “Get into position you 2.”

The worm got onto her hands and knees. Amelie did the came. Facing each other, they got ready. “Now, you 2 worms listened up. We expect a good show here. The loser gets whipped,” Carlos lifted the laser whip for emphasis. “So I expect both of you to try your every best to win.”

The worm was disappointed to hear that. Worms on Kabir are not allowed to work or study. In the 3 weeks she had been on the planet, all she did was clean the house with her first. The worm had spoken and laughed with Amelie…she was her friend. The worm had half thought of throwing the match, but her man had demanded that she tried her best, so she will.

The worm looked at Amelie. The worm was much smaller than the first, Amelie was both bigger and more importantly she has longer arms. If the worm charges, Amelie would just uses her long arms to reach around for the worm’s thongs. No, the worm must use her speed.

“Begin!”

Amelie rushed forward. The worm moved back. Surprised, the first rushed forward faster, trying to grab the worm with her arms. The worm was ready. She dived to the ground, below the arms of the first. Amelie grabbed nothing but air. The worm grabbed Amelie’s thong and pulled. It was down to the knees before the first knew what happened. Amelie immediately closed her legs, making it more difficult to take the thongs. Amelie now has 2 choices; she can go back and defend herself, making it difficult for the worm to fully take out the thongs; or she can attack and try to pull the worm’s thong now. She chose the latter. The worm immediately closes her leg. And so it started. 2 worms rolling along the ground, each trying her best to rip the other’s thongs off. Cries of frustrations rang the room. Shouts of laughter too. The 2 men were laughing their guts out. In fairness, anyone who sees 2 naked females each trying to strip the other and put her underwear in their mouth will laugh too. It was a most humiliating position to be in.

 The worm then had an idea. She jammed 3 fingers straight into the pussy of Amelie. The reaction was immediate. A cry came from the first and her legs spread. The worm tore the thongs off and immediately put it into her mouth. She had won.

“Winner!” one of the men shouted.

“Long position worm,” it was from Carlos. Amelie, obedient as ever, lay face-down on the ground. She straightened her legs and stretched her arms over her head. Her arms, legs and body were in a straight line; her whole back open for the whip.

The men did not waste any time. The whips flew and the cracks of the whip were heard without pause. In frenzy, the men lifted the whip and crash it on her back. Cries and scream of mercy were ignored. The worm saw it and was scared. She wondered about her move. Then she decided. Her friend needed help and pain was what a worthless animal like herself was born to feel. Slowly, she crawled forward. The men stopped. The worm came beside Amelie and got into the Long Position as well. The men now have 2 targets instead of one.

The pain was incredible. The whips flew again. Screams of mercy from the 2 worms were ignored. The worm and Amelie held each other’s hands, giving encouragement not to break position. Both worms had maintained the Long Position; they knew that if they didn’t, the beating would become worse. Finally, after an eternity, it stopped.

Carlos was spent. He sees the 2 worms crying in front of him. As long as he do not kill or maim them, the laws of the Patriarch Alliance allow him to do practically anything he wants to them. A sense of power swept through him. This was what it meant to be a man of the Alliance, absolute power over your females. Carlos threw Amelie around and entered her. Again and again he thrust, caring nothing about the pain the female was feeling. He growled at the worm, “Siti, I want a fist in your pussy. Don’t stop until I tell you to and don’t you dare cum till I give you permission.”

          The worm known as Siti nodded her head. Looking around, she saw Ivan fucking Paris in the ass. Cries of joy came from the two. The worm known as Siti turned back to her man, and saw Amelie looking at her. Her first was smiling.

Her man was happy, her man’s friend was happy. Even her first was happy. Her body wreaked with pain, the worm opened her legs and forced her left fist into her pussy. The worm known as Siti smiled.  The day was perfect.