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lilguy

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It is the year 2144

in 2050 a disease wiped out most of the men and made the few left weaker. They also gave out extra phemones It in turn made the women more attractive and stronger. The could lift 100 times thier own body wieght

The men needed to be protected. Women decided to put themselve in the forfront of the world and make sure the men didn't wipe themselve out in thier wars. The women got corrupted due to power and the pheromones men gave out. They tookl away most of the men's right and made them sex toys or workers

Some men like the new order it was realtivly less wars and the sex was great.
Some faught it

You can choose what side you on
it my first interactive story so I may need help
 
also the world has a victorian feel to it accept it in the Future

if you watch Jules Vern or Read Leauge of Extrodianry Gentelmen you get the idea
 
I love the victorian twist. I means that my house boys can give me tongue service beneath my skirts, even whilst I'm taking tea with my freinds.

By the way, I'd like to hunt down the rebels. Perhaps even re-educate them.

This sounds like fun ! Lets play !
 
I was laying back in my high backed chair, wearing silk stockings and nothing else.

One of my houseboys was fixing my hair, brushing out the tangles before knotting it into my usual high bun. I loved it like that, tight and shining like auburn steel. It was practical too. After all being a huntress wasn't always easy.

The houseboy continued brushing me, and I smiled approvingly. He was a good, obedient boy. Not like the one before us.

Crawling along on hands and knees, ass held high as he scrubbed at the carpet, I'll admit that he looked servile enough. But only half a hour he'd been vey naughty.

Imagine, ejaculating before recieving permisson ! And all over my nicest persian rug too.

I'd let him finish tonguing me then given him a damn good spanking. His ass was still flushed, my handprints clearly visible. One of the advantages of keeping your houseboys well waxed and hair free.

I watched dis-interestedly as he crawled forward, his balls weighing brown and heavy between his legs. He turned and I noticed that the cheeky little runt was still sporting an erection.

* Maybe I should re-train him from the beginning* I thought, always the perfectonist.
 
I run across the giant roof top sky scraper. I still have the cuff on from my enslavment. On the roof top i can see over the city and the Castle of the Queen that rest up on heal. I see a Hover Car scouting for men pass Curfew. I duck behind a Chimney. It passes me by. If I can make it to the woods or some sort of safe house I can be home free.


I was slowed down because I had been whipped for masterbation. It tired me. My butt was now bright red. My body had genticly alterd to please my mistress. They had my cock grown bigger and made it so I could stay hard longer. They gave me strong lungs so I could go down on my mistress without the need to breath. They heighten my stamina so I could last longer in bed. My strengh stayed the same. . My looks were boyish but still attractive. Very saut after stock.

I heard the alarm go off for escaping slaces
 
OOC:
Name: Johnathan, no last name
Physical description: Tall, lanky, with short cropped black hair.. he stands at 5'10'', and weighs 120 lbs

John is just now old enough to be bought, 18, and is completely untrained.. he wears a leather collar and nothing else, for now..


IC:

Johnathan tries not to move.. he doesnt want one of those women whipping him again.. he speaks little English, or any other language, as his mother sent him into Her mines to work at the age of one year. They began by teaching him the gutteral language of the mine workers, and showing him how to weild the pickaxe. The slaveworkers only showed him how to feel pain. The leather collar, reaching from the base of his neck to his lower jaw, is tight and uncomfortable.. but he doesnt mind. It gives him an excuse to not cry out in pain when they whip him, as it keeps his voice from crying out.

OOC: Is waiting for someone to purchase Johnathan.
 
I can see the aunction place from a afar. I wonder if I should help free my breathen. I am to scared so I contiue to run. I am almost to the woods
 
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