A Man's World -- [Closed for Wildcherry]

johnny2373

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Our story begins with a man named Johann, he owned ALLOT of property...and yes women too....

This world was not like other worlds, men owned everything. There were laws regarding what women could and could not do. For example:
1. Women cannot own property, because they basically ARE property, either of a father, closest relative, or husband. So, even the clothes they wear are not their property, and must be returned on demand.

2. Women are required by federal law to exercise for an hour at minimum six days a week.

3. Women are expected to be obedient in the house, and equally obedient in the workplace. Men who allow their women to work generally know she might be getting fucked on a daily basis.

4. Women under thirty have special restrictions on how they're allowed to dress. We can work out the details, but I was thinking at least 50% of the skin must be exposed, and skirts may not go past the palm of your hands when your arms are hanging at your sides. They don't make long pants for women under thirty, and shorts tend to be very skimpy.

On top of these laws, their Owners could make additional laws governing them, such as charging rent to others for wanting to use their property...

Typically when the Husband or Owner would wish for the woman to enter the workforce, they would go along and approve of the rental contract. All money would be handed to the MAN...women could own nothing plain and simple.

This world is cruel at times, and seems unfair at other times, however, as a society it all works...and works well...

Johann a well travelled business man, decided that he wanted to change his lifestyle a bit, he really wanted to grow his very own garden...well not he, but his women would grow it for him...but really wasn't sure what direction he wanted to go. He counted in his head how many slave girls he owned and thought he needed to restucture much like a business would, and what each of their duties were...He counted 4.

Jayda -- His WIfe and main slave
carmen -- His Sister
Autumn -- His house girl
and Lauren -- His working girl

He thought...I really want to take on this garden project, but I am not so certain I have the needed funds for materials...I should go to the tractor supply store and see what they have and how much...

So he heads over to the local power tools store....where he speaks with the store owner, after telling the shop owner what he wanted to do, the Owner walks him to the Garden tiller aisle and shows him a last year close out, plenty of horsepower and good strong blades the owner tells him...This model is about $4000 but you can get them used for about $3600 they hold their resale value very well. I can guarantee you wont have any issues turning that soil over for your new garden.

Johann asked the Shop Owner if he had ever done a trade or some sort of Barter to help lower the cost down...After thinking a moment the shop keeper said he'd be out of his mind to do that, so to answer your question...no...

however, I do know of a man named Steven, that is looking to get rid of this same model tiller, he just upgraded to a ride on style because his field was just getting too big. Let me get you his contact information...A few moments later the Shop Keeper handed Johann a piece of paper that had a name and number on it...Here call him up and see what and if he'd work out a trade with you for.

Johann jumped on the lead right away, walking to his car he called the man on the paper. Dialed Steven's number and here is how it went:

Steven: Hello
Johann: Hi Steven I was at the Tractor supply store today and the shop keeper said you were selling a garden tiller, one that would be perfect for the job I want to do.
Steven: Oh ok well I am glad you called
Johann: How much are you asking for it?
Steven: well I know new they sell for about $4000, I was asking $3600
Johann: Yikes I was afraid you'd say that, have you ever thought about a trade?
Steven: well, it depends, what are you offering?
Johann: well...I can let you see a few pieces of my property and let you decide...
Steven:what kind of property are you talking about?
Johann: well I have 4 slaves...all of which I would consider an even swap?
Steven: hmmmmmm this is interesting, just due to the fact I lost my last slave to a gambling debt...
Johann: well when are you available to look at the goods?
Steven: how about tomorrow? say oh about 3 PM?
Johann: perfect see you there, where am I gong?
Steven: Black tail road to the end, make a right onto Willow Drive, Im the big farm on the right.
Johann: great see you there
Steven: great have a good one.
Johann: you too, bye.


YES he exclaimed..

OH boy who will he take from me....wow....

Later that evening Johann sitting around the dinner table with his 4 women...says he has a lead on a new tiller that they could afford. I know what is about to happen you all are not going to be one bit happy, however all 4 of you need to prepare yourselves mentally to be seperated because he will let me trade one of you for the tiller...

All 4 of the luscious ladies are looking at each other in complete disbelief...BUT knowing their roles...they all immediately head off to their rooms assigned to them to contemplate the next day..

The next dame came as quickly as the previous day expired...The women very nervous not knowing what to expect....Piled up in Johann's car and drove over to the address Steven told him.

Upon arrival, Johann sees a man off in the distance riding his bright shiny tractor around in the field and casts a wave to Steven...Hey Steven how are you....I'm Johann he shouted,,

Steven climbs off his tractor and his appearance is not at all what Johann suspected..instead Steven looks scruffy with a long beard, and torn overalls, but my god was he built like a freight train....Huge chest muscles, crazy arms so strong he couldn't straighten them out all the way...dirt everywhere on him...so dirty in fact almost made him second guess this trade...just as Steven says...So show me these women you got in mind...

Johann instructs them to get out of the car and fall in line for inspection...the women crying hysterically do as commanded...

Steven looking puzzled and says rudely...this is all you got....I'm giving you a $4000 tiller and these are the best you got? walking around them...look saggy ass here grasping Jayda's ass

Weakling here pointing to Carmen.

This one is got some potential I suppose...maybe with some work pointing at Autumn

This one...no chance in hell,,,she'l never survive out here...poking Lauren in her tits

Alright here is my deal....my tiller for Autumn and $1000 cash right now...

Johann looking almost offended sighing....no even trade? Autumn is young, she's sweet, and hard working around the house....

Steven, tell you what..Tiller for her, and $500 if you dont take that offer I'll sell it tomorrow....this slut is going to take me a month to get up to speed...

johann, reluctant...fine take her...I want that tiller though...Steve points over there...Here I'll help you load it,,...

Autumn steven says....you are mine now...go wait over there by the house...you got 30 seconds to say bye to your old family...

Johann gives the money to Steven and loads the car with the tiller ...then they say their farewells..

Steven looks secretly pleased not showing his satisfaction...

standing back off as they do their farewell watching his new prize very carefully.....

Come inside when your done girl...and don't be long....he turns for the door and disappears into the house..
 
With tears in her eyes, Autumn says last goodbyes to the women she has lived with for almost a year. She then says a teary goodbye to her Master, moving in to embrace him. As she gets closer, he reaches up her skirt, sliding a couple fingers inside for one last time. Then, without another glance, he swatted her on the ass. "Get over there, girl," he said, his eyes again on the tiller.

Autumn walked over to the side of the house where her new Master had pointed for her to go. Her six-inch heels had a little trouble with the uneven ground. . . as the house girl, she wasn't expected to be walking on much uneven terrain, and all of the shoes she had owned reflected this. She wore a very short, pink lacy skirt that was slightly sheer in the daylight, along with a cotton top that only covered her breasts and clung to her tightly. The perkiness of her nipples was obvious even with the top on. She was wearing none of the jewelry she often did since her old Master was keeping it for the other girls.

Wiping away the last tear she would let herself shed for the life she was losing, stood by the side of the man's house. Placing her arms behind her back, she stood with her head slightly bowed, entirely still. Since she didn't yet know the new rules she would be living by, she thought it better to be overly submissive than not submissive enough to him.

Finally, she heard him approaching again. He drew close to her and she could smell the unwashed man with the long, scraggly beard. Her heart quickened as she waited to see what he would say--or do--next.
 
You know girl....Your previous owner was a fool....an absolute fool....trading a woman for a tiller....is that all he thinks your worth...and on top of that...he paid me to take you....tell me girl....what have I traded for...tell me girl....are you that bad?...asking inquisitively....peering small eyes at her..fingers caressing my beard....However, I do have a surprise for you girl.....just to remind you your place....come on girl in the house...his stong massive hand swats her on the ass HARD....staring at the girl as she enters into the house...
 
Without a whimper, Autumn walked inside, her ass swaying seductively as she moved across his floor in her heels. She could feel the burning spot where his handprint was glowing red on her ass cheek, and the skirt she wore was short enough that with each swish, he could see it as well.

She looked around the inside of the house, which was similar to the man himself: a little grimy, but well put together. Things were a bit messy, and she could imagine much of her next few days would be spent making this place spotless. But the house looked like it had been taken care of and repaired. If nothing else, THAT was a good sign about this new situation.

Turning back to him timidly, Autumn gave him a shy glance and put her arms behind her back again, arching her back slightly as her last master had trained her to do when she was at attention.
 
Feeling her slightest bit of discomfort from the house cleaning....I chuckle...tell her...OK girl....you start cleaning in here. I am dirty and disgusting, I will go take a shower...when I come out of there...we'll sit and talk...I need to know more about you...unlike allot of Men, I like to carry on conversations...

You will grow to appreciate me...if not I will trade you...maybe this time instead of a tiller...maybe a donkey...do you understand me? that said he heads off to the other side of the house and starts the shower....first thing first he says to himself..this beard has to go....

over the sink...he busts out the trimmer...and cuts down the jungle on his face to a stubble field...next step he gets the razor out...and begins shaving it to a smooth surface...sliding my hand over my face....ahhh much better.....

Jumping into the shower rinsing off the shaving cream....scrubbing my body...paying extra attention to the balls and cock...just in case I feel the urge...at least it should be clean his chuckles....

Scrubbing down my hair and risning out the shampoo....he's happy now...unlike before...he can relax knowing he's got a slave to clean the inside....he's so worried about what the outside looks like...now the inside can match....awessome...drying himself off....

sliding on a pair of white boxer briefs....as they show off his solidly muscular legs....and a tank tp t shirt...bulging pecs and cut arms....showing off a perfect V in his body shape...obviously from all of the farming work and house construction....He's in by most standards very good physical condition....walking back out to the kitchen...he stares watching......
 
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