The Handmaiden

[SugarDeSpice]

OC: I started a thread like this years ago. Since then, though now quiet some time ago, I've read the book.

The time is in the not so distant future, and some sort of catastrophe has occured that has left half (some how the upper class half) of the female population barren. The women who are fertile are put through a boot camp of sorts and assigned to upper class couples (usually military, and high ranking) as a handmaiden to the wife. The handmaiden's main task/purpose is to get pregnant with the husband's child.

The barren women wear nice blue colored clothing. The handmaidens were frumpy red clothes.

A handmaid is never called by her actual name, but by Of-husband's name (Ofwarren, Ofbob)

IC-
Bella Franco
5 feet 9 inches tall
nice svelte body
light brown/dark blond hair
hazel eyes

Bella looked down at the red attire she wore. This meant she had been chosen, and she would become a couple's handmaiden. She shuddered with warring feelings of revulsion and excitement. Waiting anxiously to see what would happen to her.

She had been escorted to a beautiful home and shown to this barren room of a large double bed, one dresser, and a basin to clean herself with. There was also an attached, small bath.

She was sitting at the edge of her bed, waiting for someone to tell her what he household chores would be.

 

[ToolmanTim]

OOC: I rather like this thread as well. If you will have me.

Also, I'd like to read that book, if you could tell me the author and title

Jon Childs
6', brown curly hair, blue eyes
Tends to wear conservative business suits accented by a vest and a cloak for travel, as is the style of the time.

Jon made his money young, he started with odd jobs around the neighborhood which turned into a lawncare business which he sold and got into the real estate business at 15. His father, a business lawyer, encouraged his son and cosigned a number of loans until Jon came of age. At 28 he married an older woman of great social stature and old money, who's family wealth was somewhat smaller then Jon's created wealth.

Jon is currently 33, he and his wife have decided to have a child and selected Bella as the surrogate.

Let me know what you think

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IC:

"...as you can see we have had a constant growth for the last three quarters and have every reason to expect the trend to continue."

Jon did his very best to stifle a yawn. As the second largest shareholder he should be interested in the stockholders' quarterly report. He was sure the CEO was choosing the boringest, most monotonest speakers to present at these meetings. Either that or engineers, it would be the same either way. Accountants weren't much better, but they always got a little excited when they smelled a profit, at least that was something.

Jon managed to turn his yawn into a sigh and turned to his father, the largest shareholder in the company. It was probably the smallest company in Jon's portfolio, but he knew his father had a lot of money tied up in it. Which was why he was here, to steady his father. As a corporate lawyer he was used to these meetings, he just wasn't used to it being his money on the line.

The company manufactured sex toys. Vibrators, dildos, electrified nipples clips and the like. Ever since the upper class women became barren there had been a leap in sex toy sales across the globe. Something about women feeling more comfortable about sex, seeing it as a purely enjoyable experience now that they were barren. Jon didn't care about that, he was a faithful and devoted husband. But he liked profits being up.

Jon leaned over to his father, "Everything is going fine, I'm going to skip out of the rest of this meeting."

"But they haven't gotten to the new product line yet," his father protested.

"Dad, they'll sell. This is a good company with smart people incharge. If you're not sure about the line just send a sampler pack to the house and I'll tell you what I think."

His father grinned. "Now that sounds like a good idea. Your handmaiden arrives today doesn't she?" Jon nodded and his father grinned even wider. "You better go, have a good time son."

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After a thorough preflight check Jon lifted off from the company roof with his personal copter. It was a large craft, big enough to entertain, and his chauffer flew co-pilot. The flight home only took a few minutes. He spotted his mansion from the air, grinning as he set the copter down on the landing pad in the side yard, his chauffer doing the post flight and letting the engines idle down.

Jon made his way inside looking for his wife, wondering if the handmaiden had arrived yet. He found a note in the kitchen from his wife. She had gone out shopping with her sisters and the surrogate was upstairs in the room they had set aside for her. She suggested that Jon get started today so she could have her first child as soon as possible.

Jon grinned. He had never been unfaithful to his wife, never even wanted to. He was certainly attracted to other women, but his vows were precious to him and he would never betray them. And now he was given the opportunity to enjoy the fruit of another garden without breaking his vows, at his wife's insistance.

Jon coul not get the smile off his face as he walked up the stairs to Bella's room. He knocked on her door, wondering if she would be as pretty in person as she was in the photographs.