Rule Of Woman
Chapter 2
When in Rome; Run
The needle pierced skin as it slid into the flesh of Jared’s arm.
He watched the attendant, a woman much smaller than him in a lab
outfit push the plunger in. The liquid went painfully into the
muscle of his arm. An arm that was sculpted with bulging veins.
The pain dissipated and a warm feeling washed over him as the
liquid spread through his body. It was too bad that he was
strapped to a table that prevented from really reacting
appropriately to the intrusion. The shot was one of the final
steps in the preparation for what was to come for him and the
other men in the room.
There were twelve of them in all, each with a female attendant
situated in a circle. Jared tried to relax but one attendant was
slurping herself up and down one of the prisoner’s cock. Another
was riding and still yet, a third had positioned herself so that
she was bent over and pistoning herself on his cock. If there
wasn’t so many people around Jared might have enjoyed the sight.
Heck, whatever he had been injected with was making his cock
harder than a diamond. At least he had his dick. Big and thick as
it had been described by one woman before.
“Oh,” his attendant said in surprise. Others heard her and a few
even gasped in adoration of his tool. Cool hands wrapped around
the flesh.
“That’s mine,” he said.
“For now maybe, but soon it won’t be,” she said before turning
around. Then she stopped and Jared watched as she picked up a
needle from the tray.
“One is normally enough, but you, you deserve two.”
Without protest from him, she stuck the needle in his arm. The
effect was immediate this time and his head swam. He could smell
her now, the scent of want and sex. Every muscle strained as he
tried to break out of his restraints.
“Now you want it,” the blonde girl laughed.
“Yes,” he hissed. “Let me out and I’ll make you beg me to stop.”
“Promises,” she giggled before winking at him. “Too bad it’s too
late for that. Should have been more willing when your owner
wanted it.”
“Oh I gave it to her,” he replied. “That paper don’t tell you what
I did does it?”
“You refused sex, a crime punishable by entrance into the Arena.”
The other attendants were packing up and leaving the room one by
one. The blonde came closer to him.
“Such a pity too. Any woman would have been lucky to have a
specimen like you.”
“Except I killed mine,” he said coldly. It was what he needed and
he began to gain control of himself once more.
The blonde’s eyes shot up in surprise.
“You did what?” she asked with a shout of anger.
“Killed her with this big cock your so fond of,” he said. “Just put it up her are until she split and died.”
“You’re sick.”
“Not as much as you.”
She huffed in reply before asking out the door with the other women. A moment had barely passed and a door slid closed with a
metallic click.
“Hey man, you really kill her?” one of the men asked him.
“Naw,” Jared replied. “I’m here for what she told me, just trying
to rattle her.”
Other men began sobbing.
“Gonna be fun in the Arena boys,” another shouted.
Jared was disturbed about how many hard dicks were in front of
him. That drew attention to his own throbbing member. Never before
had the thing needed relief so bad in his life. He could imagine
his former woman loving that idea. Too bad he had better self-
control.
taking deep breaths, Jared concentrated on bringing down his heart
race. After a few minutes, he managed to feel more relaxed and the
throb in his cock became duller. His exercise was interrupted by a
booming voice.
“Good evening men,” a female voice sounded over a loudspeaker. “By
now you realize that you have been chosen to participate in the
Arena.”
The Arena. Everyone shuddered at the name. Every man knew what it
was. A place where men were hunted for sport by athletic women.
Jared had seen it many times on television, often times being
forced to pleasure his mistress while she watched in excitement.
He hated the days where she had a party as a tribute to the show.
He wondered what event he would be greeted with today.
“First, let it be known that this show is for entertainment
purposes, so please, put on a good show.”
“Shut up will ya,” a man shouted.
The sobs had stopped.
“Being that most of you are fit, today the Arena has chosen to
have an open event.”
Jared thought that this was great news. Open events were wild card
days. Men would be gathered on a field and they would be hunted
down. Whoever caught the man was often granted full rights to keep
him. The key word to Jared was caught though. Normally if a man
evaded long enough he was also granted freedom.
“You will find yourselves up in a grass open grassland when you
enter the Arena. We hope that all of you will disperse from each
other and that not all will go through the forest. To avoid this,
we have outfitted some fun plants in the woods to keep you at
bay.”
A shrug from himself. If plants were fun, then they would not be
an obstacle to just him.
“You will have a mere hour to run and hide. For each man caught, a
televised version of events will be broadcast. To help you view
these, there is a backpack with a day's worth of supplies and a
tablet. Be careful, because that tablet will give you position
away.”
Jared couldn’t believe they would give the men here a tablet for
such things. keeping the thing was detrimental to one’s health.
“For any of you who manage to evade capture for more than a day,
you will be granted freedoms.”
That was what Jared wanted to hear. Freedoms. Not many knew what
that meant, but Jared had researched it once. It meant a card and
the ability to chose who you wanted. For a man, that was as close
to freedom as one got.
“Now,” the voice continued. The straps around him came off with a
snap and he fell to the floor with the other men. “Please exit by
the way the door opens. You will find outfits you can wear and
please remember, make it entertaining.”
Jared swore and immediately headed to the door when it opened. He
was the first there, which was all good for him. He found boots
and socks. Grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt. A jacket completed
his choices and he found himself waiting at the next door. While
he did, he explored the jacket and found a disc-like object sewn
into the fabric. No doubt it was a tracker and he smiled at the
revolution. This device would help him he decided.
After a bit, every one of the men joined in the room. Many
complained about the clothes, but not Jared. He considered himself
lucky to have gotten there first. One poor sap was left wearing
just a loincloth. Still once the clothes were denied out, then
most began to complain about how horny they were. Not Jared
though. Continual deep breaths were the key to keeping himself
from feeling the effects of the drugs.
Men, complaints, fears; he ignored them all. That is until the
door opened. No to be deterred, he went through it first. It
amazed him how pliable they were as a gender to not only following
him, but the they would voluntarily journey to what they all knew
was awaiting. Each had probably seen an episode or two of The
Arena where men had refused to participate voluntarily. Nothing
was ever shown, but the screams of the men were engrained in them.
After walking down a tunnel, all twelve of them walked through an
entrance to the outside and into sunlight and cheering. Where the
entrance was, it was framed by a half amphitheater with cheering
women, who were all naked. Some had toys, others had men, and
still, others were openly masturbating in excitement. His eyes
glared at them, before turning to the gathered pile of backpacks.
Wasting no time, he peeled off from the group and grabbed a pack.
Horny or not, he was not sticking around to be some bimbos play
toy.
Jared was never one to look back. That meant not knowing if the
others had run or not. All he needed to do was keep going. The
further he got, the more likely he would escape the pursuers and
earn his freedom. That being said, it took him what felt like ages
to spot the line of trees that marked the forest. He knew that
even if the plants that were mentioned were a threat to him, they
were to the women as well.
Running through shrubs and forcing himself through tightly packed
thicket turned out to be a bad idea. If the shot they had given
him was bad, then this was worst. One snap of a limb of some plant
and the sap clung to him. Its effects were immediate and soon he
wanted nothing more than to be naked. Often he stopped only for a
breather. The was until, when a shrill sounded from his tablet. An
hour had passed. They had released the women.
At this time, Jared felt it was important to see what he had. In
the backpack was, of course, the promised tablet. With it were
some protein bars, an empty canteen, which he filled up, and a
blanket. Maybe the last item was to keep him warm, but he guessed
it was to have a picnic setting to be feasted upon by horny women.
It gave him an idea though, so he repacked the blanket along with
the rest of things.
Setting off once more proved to be difficult. Unbeknownst to him,
whatever serum had been injected into him was making him not only
uncontrollably horny, but it was having an effect he couldn’t
comprehend. His cock was bigger.
Bigger than it should have been. Swollen as it was, he could no
longer tuck it into the fabric of his jeans. With an aggravated
sigh, he let the man meat spring to freedom by unzipping his pants
and pulling it out. A shrug and he took off following the creek
until he could cross.
Everything set shivers of pleasure through him. From the breeze to
brushing leaves, he struggled to keep his head clear. At his next
break, he was considering rubbing one out, but then the tablet
went off.
Pulling out the tablet, he was greeted by a menu of twelve
screens. A few of the screens had movies in real time of men who
had been found and were being pursued for the capture. He clicked
on the first one and found himself watching the loincloth man
cornered.
“Here we have one of our male specimens about to be captured,” a
female voice announced through the screen. “Three of our best
athletes are about to teach him a lesson he will never forget.”
Jared knew what was to come next. The announcer would list of the
charges of this man’s crimes, which in this case, happened to be
stealing and hoarding of food. Poor dude was way outclassed by the
looks of it.
The three women were stacked with muscles. If he could guess, they looked to be out of some ancient Amazonian legend. One of the women was holding a pole with a noose on it. Another had a cattle prod and the third had what looked like a weighted net. The one with the cattle prod suddenly lunged.
“And Diana has struck the first blow on the cornered male. Watch
as he tries desperately to get away.”
Poor sap did try to. He ran past Diana and then was netted. While
he struggled, the announcer narrated that the red-headed woman
named Janice was moving in to fully incapacitate him. A needle
stuck into his thigh and the man stopped struggling.
“And he is down for the count. Luckily the male has been injected
with a libido maximizer. Even unconscious, these women will be
able to claim their prize one after another. Luckily it seems that
they have already worked out a pecking order.”
That was true too. The woman who had the cradle prod pulled the
net of the unconscious man. The three of them cried out in joy
when they got to view the tool they had been hunting for. Without
any permission, the first woman sank down on her prey with a gruff
moan. No longer concerned with being modest, the muscled beauty
sank herself on top him while the other two started pleasuring
themselves in wanton abandon. The camera then moved to the
spectator ring.
Jared wanted to look away in disgust. The women, how they had
forgotten what it meant to be decent. And he knew what classy was.
He would have dwelled longer on that thought but the snap of a
twig caused him to frantically gather his pack up. Still holding
the tablet in his hand, he almost screamed in terror when another
man came running into his path.
“Run,” the man said before taking off down the stream.
Not needing to be told twice, Jared barely registered the loud
whoop of some hollering female as she gave chase. Instead, his
mind was on getting away.
“One is over here,” a voice called out affirming that he was now
being hunted. He swore to himself and cursed the other man, hoping
that one would be captured.
“The signal says he is headed towards the plains. We’ll cut him
off before then.”
Jared could have sworn they were closer than they were, but he
peeled off to the right suddenly, hoping to confuse the women and
to buy himself time. As he ran, he began shedding clothes but kept
his underwear, which he knew he wasn’t bugged, and he kept the
bugged coat. Adjusting it on his shoulders, he was surprised when
he ran right into a woman.
They both crashed into each other and tumbled to the ground
tangled together. Jared was the first to recover from the crash,
but he was unable to get away from her as an iron-like grip locked
around his ankle.
“Got ya now lil bugger,” she said with a gritted hiss.
In desperation, he kicked out with his opposite leg and felt a
satisfying crunch as it connected with her nose. He rolled away
from her.
“A fighter ye be eh?” she said before yanking his leg out from
underneath him. He fell to the ground and soon found himself
twisting in vain against the sweaty naked skin. Grappling was not
an activity Jared was used to.
He twisted and she squeezed. Rock hard muscles felt weird around
him. It wasn’t something he was used to, especially when he would
push and end up grasping her queer breasts. How firm and soft they
were. Like a gel that had almost been solidified. He wanted to
throw up.
The realization that he was losing the battle was one that took
the fight out of him faster. Without any further protest, he just
relaxed and allowed the girl to pin him to the ground. While he
waited for her recover, his eyes wandered over to peer at the tall
grass surrounding them. At least there would be an easy escape, he
just had to get there. She squeezed and squeezed and then she
relaxed.
“Giv’n up already?” she said. Jared’s eyes roamed over the tight
six-pack of her abs. It only occurred to him now that she was
straddling him as he lay on his back with her constricting legs.
Her dark skin shined with rippled muscles that spoke of tremendous
strength. Jared felt alright that he had given up to the naked
Amazonian. Seemed she was looking for a fight and one that would
draw more blood.
“S’kay you don’t need to speak,” she said while breathing heavily.
Jared was mesmerized by heaving chest, which supported not two,
but four perfectly round spheres of tit flesh. “I am going to
enjoy you.”
That must have been her permission granting herself access to him.
His underwear was off and she let out a whistle of approval.
Standing up, she pulled off the skimpiest short he had ever seen
off of legs that should, in his mind, never be possessed by a
woman.
“Want to see t’goods?”
He didn’t. The sheer sight of her made his stomach turn over
itself. She didn’t leave him a choice as she spread herself open
with her fingers. The lips looked gross and even muscled in their
fatness. Spread, the light pink color contrasted against the dark
tone of her skin.
“Best be ready boy, bout to get the ride of ye life.”
He watched in horrid fascination as a long string of goop dripped
from her sex and landed on his crotch with a wet plop. A warmness
spread over his cock.
“Glad to see it up. Let's begin.”
The woman dropped down on him and he grunted out in pain as the
air rushed out of his longs. Hands roamed over his dick as she
fished to get it inside of her.
With success, they both gasped out. Her in pleasure and him in
pain. Painfully tight, he knew that the sex would only be for her
own benefit. It was a reason why Jared had been refusing sex from
his original owner. Always for her benefit. Never did she take
into account his needs or pain. Just her own and just like the
woman who was roughly riding him now.
She grunted a lot. Licked her lips even more, but kept her eyes
locked onto his. The stare only ended when her pussy clamped down
on his dick in orgasmic bliss. How long she rode him, he couldn’t
tell, but eventually, she fell off of him with a contented sigh.
There were no feelings in his legs, but Jared knew that the moment
to run was now.
Getting up slowly, he crawled away from her through the grass. it
was almost an afterthought, but he did manage to remember to grab
his pack as he scuttled away.
“Where you going?” she called back to him, but he didn’t respond.
He did her her curse at how drunk off of pleasure she was. There
was some movement and then a lot of giggling. Whatever was wrong
with the woman, he didn’t stick around to find out. Instead, he
stumbled up and began to run as best as he could in earnest while
the feeling in his legs came back. What bothered him the most is
how much more hard and throbbing his cock had become. A
distraction for sure that would need to be taken but he first
needed to find a way to get some distance from the women.
Prospects looking slim, he decided to just drop the coat and run s
much as he could. With the pack on his back still, he seemed to
make more noise than needed for the situation.
Putting his fears aside, he went until it felt like his lungs were
going to burst out of his side. Then when he collapsed it was on a
lone patch of trees.
Breathing heavily, it took a bit to recover. After drinking all of
his water and trying not to pass out from exhaustion, he relaxed
and looked at the tablet. Six hours had elapsed from his first run
and the tablet read that the show was over. So he tossed it away
from himself out of the trees. With a sigh, he relaxed and
wondered how long the chase would last. He imagined that without
water, it would force him to take to a source that would be patrolled. No knowing how many of his comrades where left, he watched the sun drop on the horizon and listened to the night begin to take over. About to doze off, he snapped awake when he heard a talking voice.
“This is stupid,” the voice said. It was definitely a woman too.
“The assholes always toss these things away.”
It took a moment, but Jared realized the voice was talking about
the tablet he had tossed away. Moving slowly, he sat and peered out of the trees to a small lithe woman wearing a jumpsuit. The back of her light blue uniform had a crescent yellow moon with an arrow going through it. He didn’t recognize it, but he did see an opportunity to escape. This woman was alone and she was small.
Easily overpowered than the Amazonian ones hunting him. While she
was bent over, he ran to her and before she knew what hit her, he
had picked her up and pulled her back into the trees.
“Stop struggling,” he commanded. The woman went slack on his back
at his words, which did surprise him. He put her down against a
tree and stood over her.
“Don’t hurt me,” she said with a meek voice.
“I don’t plan on hurting you, just looking for some help,” he said
calmly. Thankfully there was enough light left for him to make out
her details.
She was looking up at him with a worried expression. Her red eyes,
which had to be an augment, strangely went with her light
complexion and jet black hair. Small figure, he worried that the
woman was, in fact, a girl.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-six,” she replied.
“Okay, so why are you out here,” he asked crossing his arms over
his chest. She pulled her knees up to her chest.
“I work for The Arena. My job is to collect the tablets.”
“Alone?”
“Yeah, I have a vehicle, though I’m only allowed to go out to
retrieve them at night. They don’t want to risk putting someone
like me on the tele.”
“Is there a way to escape this place?”
“Only if you can swim. The Arena is located on an island,” she
said biting her lip. “Besides they figured you headed there
yourself, so all of the contestants are there currently waiting on
you.”
Jared’s heart sank and he fell to his knees in front of her. He
could swim, but the distance and the obstacles no doubt located in
the water would either kill him or trap him. With a sigh, he stood
back up. Maybe he could run and evade on the island for a year
before he was recaptured. It was a thought that he almost
dismissed, but realized it was his only option. He looked up to
see the girl looking at him.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“Jaz,” she replied.
“Like the genre?”
“Of music? No,” she said with a confused voice.
“Just curious, my name is Jared.”
They looked at each other for a moment and the light dissipated
from the sinking sun.
“What do you want Jared.”
“Where is everyone else?”
“This late, I would gather that most have returned to rest before
they continue the hunt in the morning. Been a bit since a two-day
hunt has been filmed, so there is a lot of excitement.”
“Good,” Jared said before standing back up. “That means you can at
least help me with something.”
Jared laughed as his cock sprang hard and throbbing in front of
her face.
“I uh, I don’t know what you want me to do with that.”
“You’re a woman.”
“Who has never had sex with a man before.”
“How do you survive?”
“Oh the levels, well, I uh being to an organization that works to
be free of such things.”
Great, Jared thought. He finally found a woman who was at least
desirable to him due to her lack of aggression but had never been
with a man before. That meant for him, no chance for relief.
“So you won’t demand sex of me?” he asked.
“No,” she replied. “but I know how the drugs are.”
She reached behind herself and he prepared to run until she
presented another canteen of water.
“Wash it off and I’ll see what I can do to help you with both of
your problems.”
“Just need some relief and I’ll continue my search to be free.”
“That’s what I'm saying,” she said watching him as he cleaned his
privates up. “I can get you out of here.”
“For a fee right?”
“No, for free.”
“Why?”
“Don’t you want to to take care of this first?”
Jared watched as Jaz tentatively reached out and touched his
throbbing member. Maybe it was the unsatisfactory sex earlier or
maybe it was her soft touch, but only a few light strokes and his
cock began oozing precum in an impressive amount. After a few
minutes though, it became apparent to both of them that her hand
wasn’t going to be enough.
“I could use my mouth,” she offered. Jared had never had an offer
before from a woman and he stared at her blankly.
“I didn’t mean to offend,” she said stuttering and scooting away
from him. That got his attention as he looked at her in her
jumpsuit. She was cute to him.
“I would rather something else to help. Take off your suit,” he
told her.
Jaz didn’t know what to do in front of him at his command. He
could see it as a look of terror on her face.
“You help men escape, surely you have never demanded sex?”
“Never. It is a man’s place to offer.”
“How do you keep your hands off of the men?”
“I just do.”
“So do you want it?”
“No has ever offered before, and if we do, there would be no going
back?”
“Back to what?”
“Back from me. See I am too poor to afford a pleasure house. I
have to buy a synthetic formula to keep sane and masturbate almost
nonstop. If we have sex, I want you to claim me as your own when I
get you out of here.”
“If I refuse you deal?”
She huffed in annoyance at him.
“I could scream really loud or flat out refuse to take you to
freedom.”
“You are asking me to chose to be a slave again.”
“No slavery. I believe that men and women should be equal. Of
course, it isn’t truly possible being that once you inject me with
a load, I’ll become completely addicted and reliant on you to keep
my sanity.”
Jared thought about the counteroffer. Of course, he was just
willing to have sex with her, but she wanted him for the freedom
she was offering. In the end, his need for relief won and so he
agreed.
“Oh thank goodness,” she said before standing up. Without any
further chiding from him, she unzipped the jumpsuit and let it
fall to the ground. Naked, she stepped out of it before spreading
the suit out.
“I have never done this before, how should I lay?” she asked. Jared’s cock jumped in response to her question.
“On your back,” he said.
The small woman obeyed his command and laid herself before him. A
smile broke his face with how much control he had over the
situation. In the shrinking light, he could see that she was
liking being controlled by her heaving chest and glistening sex.
“Like this?” she asked meekly.
“Yes,” he replied.
He lay between her legs and close to her, he realized she had a
musty smell.
“I’m sorry, I can’t afford such after buying my injections,” she
said.
“Sorry, it isn’t bad, just not used to something so potent.”
Jaz’s eyes sank and Jared felt terrible.
“I must be rank myself,” he said as an offer to consul her.
“No, you smell amazing,” she replied while her cheeks turned red.
Looking down at Jaz, Jared felt himself having a pang of regret in
abandoning his former owner. She had threatened that he would
never find what he was looking for. Not that a cum addicted slut
like her would be able to understand what he wanted. But this
woman underneath him, with the blue eyes, she understood.
Something about how she presented herself and asked made him want
to weep in joy.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
Jaz only nodded in answer.
Jared lubed up the tip of his cock by getting the drool of her
pussy on it by running it up and down her slit. Every time he went
up, she twitched in pleasure. He knew it was her clit he was
rubbing up against. Of course, every man knew what that was and he
decided to rub against that hot button for a bit while he watched
in fascination as Jaz shook in pleasure.
“Please,” she whispered to him.
“Please what?” he asked back but he knew. There was something
about making her beg him for it that just made he already rock
hard cock even harder.
“Please put it inside me,” she begged and was actually trying to
move her his so that he would slip in. Jared let out a laugh and
granted her wish with a grateful grunt to her tightness. Unlike
the first woman, she was only tight due to her lack of experience.
The other woman must have been able to crush a barbell within her
depths, but Jaz’s sex accepted him willingly and didn’t punish him
for being a man. As he slid in, she wrapped herself around him and
bit into his bicep.
He knew it wasn’t out to cause him pain, but to join him in the
rapturous bliss of sex they both were enjoying. With a satisfied
smile, he began to thrust in and out of her.
“Oh wow,” she cried out, squeezing him with her thighs. To him, it
felt like his cock was melting in her and for the first time ever,
Jared could proudly say he was thoroughly enjoying sex.
Her offer, the counter thrusting, and quivering of her soft flesh
left him in awe of a lover he had always dreamed of. The deal she
offered no longer concerned him as he finally let go of the
torments he had suffered and released himself into her.
Completeness overtook him as each heavy throb of his cock filled
her with his seed. How long they lay joined together after he
finished he couldn’t say as he felt completely safe in her
embrace.
“Jared,” she said with a sigh. “That was the most amazing
experience of my life.”
“Mine too,” he said breathing into the flesh of her shoulder.
“You mean it,” she said unfurling herself from around him. They
pulled apart and she let out a disappointed moan. Jared already
knew that a change was overcoming her body. Sweet and innocent in
a way right now, he knew that once her body had a taste of sperm,
the woman would crave it just like any other would. He wondered
briefly if she would allow through with her pledge of equality.
Bond to her now, he stood up to look at her.
“Do you have something I can wear?” he asked.
With morbid fascination, he watched as she scooped his spunk out
of her pussy and licked it off her fingers. Minutes passed and
Jared realized that no matter where he went, this slut was
probably the best he was going to get to freedom. Even if she was
doing something freaky in front of him. Shuddering in the abandon
of her audience, Jared picked up the discarded canteen and gave
himself a drink. By the time he finished she was done with er
treat and was watching him. He could tell she was watching him now
in the dark because her eyes were glowing a faint dark blue.
“Jaz,” he said. Her eyes snapped to him.
“Oh, sorry, that was just so good,” she said with emphasis in her
voice while she rubbed hands down her body.
“We need to get going,” he said growing impatient with her
personality change. Then suddenly she was standing up and jumping
while she stretched.
“I always get so much energy after masturbating,” she said calmly
to herself, before pulling the jumpsuit up.
“Do you have anything for me to wear?”
“Yes, back at my vehicle, but it probably won’t fit well.”
“I don’t care, don’t want to meet your friends naked.”
“They aren’t my friends. I agree with you that it would be better
if they didn’t see you naked. I don’t know how they would react.”
After she finished dressing, Jared followed her to her vehicle,
but he stayed a few feet from her just in case the whole thing was
a ruse. The idea was to of course capture him. It never occurred
to him until this moment that she was luring him into a trap.
Eventually, they made it to her vehicle, though how they did, he
couldn’t really tell. Jared had to rely mostly on her step to move
in the general direction she was walking.
“Are you augmented?” he asked.
“A little My only augments are of course the usual port one to
increase my libido. The only other one I have s for my eyes. I can
see in the dark but it was pard for and required by my job.”
“You must like it?”
“Not really,” she said. She opened the door to the vehicle and
tossed a pack at him. He didn’t see it, but it hit him in the
chest. He opened it up to find clothes. While he listened to her,
he put them on.
“I hate that fact that I am so poor. I have been trying to save up
for a pleasure house, but there is too little money. I basically
scour The Arena for objects to collect. When there aren't any
tablets, I am supposed to look for things that could be used as
weapons.”
“There are a lot of rocks,” he said plainly straightening himself
up. The clothes were loose and hung on him like an uncomfortable
second skin. when he was finished, he walked over to the vehicle
was she handed him a bottle of water.
“Do you own the truck?” he asked. It was a small older vehicle. An
old truck with Toyota on it. Jared happened to know that company
went out of business many years ago. How she could afford an
antique perplexed him.
“It was a gift fro my employers and one of the reasons I can’t
afford anything. The gas is super expensive.”
Jared knew that to be sure. Most people didn’t own a vehicle due
to that fact. Public transportation wasn’t much cheaper than
owning a vehicle and each was more than not, avoided. Penny
pinching was important. Even though she had been graced with a
vehicle, Jared knew it was meant as a shackle. Everything was
meant as a shackle. No one was free in this world, and he just
wanted to escape it.
“Aren’t you going to get in?” Jaz asked.
“I wonder if you’re really gonna take to your friends or drive me
to the finish line.”
“I could do that, but I would get there and have to wait. No doubt
once I arrived the women would be told and would all rush. Would
be a bloodbath to keep you and I reckon that the end, I’d lose.”
He got into the truck and they both drove off together in silence.
Reflecting on her statement, it satisfied his fear of being fought
over. The only downside is that all of the women could have
incapacitated themselves allowing him to escape. Then again, it
would have created an endless cycle of evasion until he found the
same opportunity once more. A sigh of defeat escaped his lips.
“You okay?” Liz asked.
“Yeah, just wanted to be free.”
“Free from what?”
“Of the control of women. I just want a partner like in the old
movies.”
They each rock with the terrain.
“Sorry about that, we have to go to a part of the island not
easily accessible.”
“Do you live on the island?” he asked, trying to stare out the
front windshield of the truck to see something. Issue was, she
wasn’t using the headlights so all he saw was black.
“No,” she replied. “I live on the beach in a small apartment on
the mainland.”
“Is it nice?”
“Small. Like its one room and a kitchen.”
His heart sank a bit with that new. Not because it diminished Liz,
but because of the place his previous owner had. A three-story
mansion with a wait staff, though those women were never left
alone with him. In fact, he was isolated most of the time unless
he was being paraded in the woman’s social circles or having sex
with her. There was no connections, no feelings, and no life. Just
sex. Always just sex and her pleasure. Never once had the woman
ever offered to take care of him. Only demands of pleasure and
satisfaction that he should, no must provide.
“That is small,” he said.
The vehicle rocked suddenly.
“Where are we going if this is an island?”
“The organization I belong to hides in a marshy area.”
“What, in like a cabin?”
“No an uh pipe,” she said. “It’s underground. They try to take
only one contestant every few weeks. It’s expected some die in the
wilderness, but the owners of the show try to mitigate that as
much as possible.”
“Won’t they come look for me?”
“Yeah. They will score the whole island but they give up.”
Jared allowed the silence to return. Minutes passed while he tried
to keep his wits. Eyes dropped now, but he refused to let them
close into the sleep that was surely calling him into a slumber so
deep, he wouldn’t rouse easily. Stifling a yawn, he asked how much
longer.
“We are actually at the marsh already. Just have to park in a
designated spot.”
And so they did. Though he couldn’t see it, he did hear the water
splashing as the vehicle drove through it. Eventually and
thankfully, it finally stopped.
“Be careful,” she said, suddenly reaching out and grabbing his
arm. “Be careful please, there is a lot of mud. Wait till I come
around to get you.”
Jaz got out of the truck and closed the door behind her. The
entire time he had been trying to stay awake, now he was and the
throbbing in his dick returned to life with a vengeance. He cursed
the drugs before the door opened and Jaz was standing there.
“Oh,” she said. “Would you like some help with that?”
Jared was almost repulsed by her offer, but then realized
something important. It as an offer made to relive him, not for
herself. A distinction that he wanted to test.
“Can we wait, I would rather get to safety first,” he said.
Only her blue eyes were visible to him and they looked to narrow
at him. Be it frustration or be it anger he would never know.
“Sure,” she said and allowed him to get out of the vehicle. When
he was out, the door slammed shut and a hand grabbed him. She
pulled him along to wherever they were going. After a few moments
of walking, Jaz stopped.
“We are here,” she said. He heard a pounding on something hollow
before a loud click answered. Something wheezed like it was being
unsealed and then he found himself going down a flight of stairs
in the dark. Metal slammed together and then he was blind.
“Jaz, so great to see,” a voice called out.
Jared lost the conversation as he tried to clear his eyes of
painful tears. Eventually, the voices died away and he was able to
focus on a tall blonde woman standing in front of him. Jaz was
nowhere to be seen.
“Hey there Jared,” she spoke. “I’m Denise. It’s nice to see you.”
She tilted her head with a smile. Long blonde hair hung past her
shoulders. With red-framed glasses and shiny red lipstick, she
wore a red shirt and black slack coupled with a long white lab
coat.
“Hello Denise,” he replied with apprehension in his voice. “Where
is Jaz?”
“Jaz was taken elsewhere so we can chat,” she said with a smile.
Best part was, Jared, didn’t feel any apprehension or tension
between them. This woman Denise was not looking to “conquer” him.
“What do you want to chat about?” he asked with defiance in his
voice. Denis laughed.
“No need to to be so defensive. You are free here.”
“Why?’
“I, or rather, my organization is devoted to trying to foster an
equal relationship between men and women. We have become disgusted
with the way women treat men in the world as second-class citizens
with little to no rights.”
“That sounds official.”
“Yes, well we are trying, which I think is the point here.”
“Point of what?”
“Trying to fix the world.”
“Not possible,” he said dismissively. He was right to. To even fix
the world, every current woman would have to die. There was no
cure to the drugs they took and no way to counteract the need they
had.
“It is. I have accomplished what many can’t through sheer
willpower.”
“Yeah?”
“Take for example you and me right now and here. Normally
interacting with a woman, you would be given two choices. Pumped
full of chemical you would attack me to satisfy your own urges
while I goaded you on like a greedy little whore. The second would
be me forcing you to pleasure me. Us conversing is not an option
normally given, but here we are, in the unforeseen one.”
She had a point. Jared could see that. Any male that wasn’t with
his owner was free game for a woman to take possession of and use.
Sometimes they just used, but mostly, women stole men from each
other. He could recall a time when it had happened in the social
circle of his owner. She had freaked and kept him locked down for
months while she fretted over how to keep him safe from the maids
that worked for her. A terrible time of loneliness and solitude,
but at least he was able to educate himself in the vast fortune of
books that she owned.
“So what now?” he asked.
“That is really up to you,” she replied. “Obviously you won’t be
able to roam around in society alone. Even that promised freedom
card for escape is a lie meant to only keep the game interesting
and viewers invested in the show. All for ratings and control.”
Jared knew it. The false had been there the whole time. There was
never any hope of escape.
“Now you see the point of the Arena. Not only does it act as a
game, but it acts as a way to completely destroy a rebellious
man,” she said. “Do you mind if I ask what you did or who you
offended?”
“I was owned by a woman in the higher echelons and refused to have
sex with her one too many times.”
“That’s it?”
“It was Cierana Holester.”
The look of surprise on the woman’s face was priceless.
“No doubt she took a major offense to such a thing.”
“And had the money to easily replace me for an easier male.”
“What happened?”
“Between us?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll tell you but first can we sit and get some food. I’m barely
standing.”
“How rude of me. I completely forgot. Follow me.”
Jared followed her down more flights of stairs and across a catwalk. As they walked, he wondered where Jaz had gotten off to
many times as it seemed that there was no possible place for her
to have gone. The walked and passed through a set go big red door
and down a concrete hallway. A few more moments of walking and
each was sitting across from each other in a well lighted and
furnished room. Between them was a table stacked with food and
different drinks. Jared tentatively reached out and began eating while he locked eyes with the smiling Denise.
“So tell,” she said.
“Alright,” Jared replied. “She treated me terribly and I got fed
up with it. There was no equality in our relationship and she was
extremely possessive. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she
considered me, but I was only there for her. It sucked.”
“I am sorry to hear that,” she offered. “Which is why my
organization exists. We want to pair you with a woman you chose
with a guarantee of equality. Though I have to iterate, women do
have their issues with how our state has changed them.”
Jared nodded while chewing on a piece of bread.
“That being said, I accept you into the fold and wish to know what
you think.”
“I think it’s admirable you guys acknowledge that women have
gotten out of hand in their pursuits of pleasure, but what is your
guarantee worth if you're wrong about the woman I chose?”
Denis cocked her head.
“You get to choose,” she said.
“Yes, but what if I choose what I escaped?’
“We have had no complaints or requests from men to move after they
have selected their women.”
“How many women?”
“We currently have over a hundred members and not all looking for
a male. In fact, Jaz is a member who was recruited specifically
because of her virginity and lack of drive.”
That was out the window now. He wondered how the girl was holding
up and felt guilty that he had ruined her life in a way by using
her for sex.
“How many others?”
“Like Jaz, about thirty percent. They are rewarded handsomely for
their efforts, but only in the confines that we as an organization
can afford. For your recruiter, she will get a salary that will
allow her hopefully move to a better place, which was her wish.”
Jared nodded in reply.
“As for me, I want to change the world to be closer to how it once
was over two hundred years ago. Take for example this room.”
Jared followed her cue and studied the various statues and
paintings. Even the furniture seemed to hold some sort of
aesthetic value. Everything was pleading to the eyes. Including
the sculpture sitting in the corner with blended edges and silver
curves. The type of piece one could look at any angle and see
something completely new in its form.
“It’s gorgeous,” he said with conviction.
“It is and only that opinion is discernible with control and
equality. Women in the masses think nothing of art. Their only
consumption is sex.”
“My owner had little time for the arts.”
“With you, but Cierana is known to have an aesthetic taste. Issue
is, she has access to drugs that help dull her body’s carnal
desires. They don’t work for long, but it’s a possible reason of
her completely selfish and inexcusable. You suffered and with my
women here, you won’t.”
“Alright. So when do I get to see Jaz?”
“Why are you stuck up on her?”
“Isn’t she a choice?”
Denise’s smile disappeared. That was what he was waiting for.
Apparently, there was a hierarchy here this place and his question
posed an issue.
“That is complicated.”
“It is? How so?” he asked. “Way a figure it’s my choice, I want
Jaz.”
Denise stood up suddenly and left the room abruptly. Jared
shrugged knowing that he had upset the balance. With nothing else
to do, he began to eat so more, this time though, he ate like a
famished beast. He tried everything, even the sweets that were
there until he burped in satisfaction. It had been so long since
he had a proper meal but while he relaxed, the throbbing in his
cock came back with a vengeance. There would be no relief until he
found a woman though. No matter how much he wanted to relieve
himself, he knew it was a bad thing to do and surely wouldn’t want
to offend his captors.
He had no doubt that is what they were too. They were his captors.
Sure, they didn’t go into the arena for the sport, but they still
forced a man to submit to a woman. At least it would be his choice
in a way. If he was honest with himself, he would have loved to
pick a woman more to his own tastes, but Jaz would suffer for it.
She had offered herself willingly only after he was okay with sex.
Furthermore, she would suffer too at his behest and he didn’t feel
right abandoning her. Especially after promising that he wouldn’t.
As such, his conviction lay now in pushing for her to be his as
much as he could. If they said no at the end, well it was out of
his hands.
When someone did walk back into the room, Jared expected it to be
Denise. An exclamation of surprise escaped his lips as Jaz walked
in. Stifling his excitement, he watched as the meek black haired
girl took the seat next to him.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hi,” she replied not even looking at him but instead straight
ahead at the wall or rather the assumed it was the wall. She
could, in reality, be looking at the food on the table before
them.
“So what’s going to happen?” he asked.
“I don’t know. What did you say to her?”
“I was offered a choice, I chose you.”
Jaz’s head snapped to stare at him with blue eyes.
“You actually chose me?”
“Didn’t even ask to see the other choices,” he said with a smile.
“I’m not gonna lie to you, Jared, as much as I appreciate your
choice, you didn’t have to.”
“I know,” he said. “I stand by it. You helped me out and I already
know how you will treat me.”
“No you don’t,” she said with tears rolling down her face. “Right
now all I can think about is that hard cock in your pants. I want
to just rip them off and take the thing inside of me until I can’t
stand to have it anymore.”
“Point is though love,” he said while flashing her his best smile.
“That you aren’t doing that and that is why I chose you.”
Jaz sat back in the chair and began sopping uncontrollably in her
hands. Jared didn’t know what to do so he put his arm out and
allowed her to fall against him as she cried. They stayed like
that for a bit until Denise came back into the room. He hadn’t
noticed it before, but the woman was wearing heels and their
clicking announced her arrival.
“Well you two, you’ve done it now,” Denise said taking the chair
across from them.
The both of the separated.
“Had I known from the outset that the two of you had copulated out
in the wilderness, we could have avoided some problems.”
“I don’t see how it’s an issue,” Jared said.
“See, we announced that a male was saved from the Arena to the
group. As you pointed out earlier, Jaz was not considered a front-
runner in the woman that you would have been shown for choice. But
being that she is your choice, the other women have complained
that they weren’t present an opportunity before you bonded.”
“So no problem then?” Jared asked.
“I like you,” she said. “Spunky as however, but the problem is
without the support of the others I can’t figure out how to get
you funding for success.”
“Seems you ladies aren’t as respectful to men as you thought.”
Denise’s eyes narrowed at him. He could see that she understood
his challenge against her.
“We are as respectful as we can be,” she shaped at him. “That
being said, she still gets the reward for freeing you. In
addition, I will allow her to take one of my vehicles for her to
have for transportation. Issue is, you will have to be registered
to her so all of the reward money will pay for that.”
“Thank you,” Jaz said meekly.
Jared wanted to tell the woman to screw off but he thanked her
too.
“As such Jaz, you will need to take this man here to the
registrar’s office as soon as you can. If he is stolen from you,
we can’t help. As of now, you will be put on a probationary period
once more for your lack of control.”
“I didn’t-“
“It doesn’t matter. This verdict was voted on without me. I know
he offered and you accepted out of a sense of duty to help, but
they don’t see it that way.”
Jaz looked downtrodden to Jared, but he offered no condolences.
“As of now, we will give you transportation to your home.”
That was the end of the conversation. Denise got up and walked
out. Jaz followed suit and Jared thought for a moment before
tailing the duo. No one spoke as they went through plain concrete
hallways. Only sound was the clicking of Denise’s heels on the
floor. They walked for a long time and by the time any sign was
given that the end was near, Jared was swaying with utter
exhaustion. He dares not say a thing about it though with the
worry of pushing the patience of Denise. When they did pass
through a set out of doors past Denise, they stood in front of a
car and in the night. Jaz immediately walked over to the vehicle
and got in. Jared almost followed but he turned to look back at
Denise.
“For what it’s worth, thank you.”
Denise smiled and gave a nod to him before closing the door. After
it closed only then did Jared walk over to get into the car. As
soon as he was in Jaz drove away from the sanctuary.
“That was a long walk,” he said.
“Yeah, it brought us back to the mainland.”
“Seriously?”
“No joke.”
Jared looked to the backseat of the car and saw an envelope.
Reaching back, he grabbed it and opened it up. Inside was a lot of
money, so much that he was sure she was jumping up in society.
There was a title to the car too.
“Anything good?” Jaz asked.
“Money and the title to the car.”
She only nodded and then it was quiet. They drove through the
town, which didn’t provide any views. The buildings were plain,
devoid of even color on their concrete faces. Jared didn't
actually know where they were, but he always knew it was in
Matricha. Of course, he was on the coast but had no idea where.
Matricha happened to be the second biggest country included in
what was known as the FDD or the Female Domination Dominion. All
in all, there were twelve countries included in that dominion.
Propaganda told that the FDD ruled almost sixty percent of the
world. Or rather, what was left of the world.
Jared had done the research out of boredom. By his estimates,
almost two hundred years had wiped out thirty percent of the land
mass available. In fact, many continents now were just big
islands. There were about forty-three major lands masses but the
FDD owned all the biggest ones except the biggest one which had
enough land lass that is you combined all of what the FDD had, it
would barely shy of being the same size.
All of this Jared knew and more. He knew that the FDD was working
on infiltrating other countries and its end goal was to fully
conquer the world. It was his belief that they would succeed eventually. world leader would all fall to the guiles of women.
Lonely nights meant he could watch the news and the leader of the
FDD especially like to show off how they were interacting with
world leaders. In fact, the last broadcast he saw pretty much
devolved into a pornographic video as the female ambassador
stripped and received the diplomatic solutions orally. At the end,
a treaty had been signed and now the other country was open to
trade, tourism and as they broadcast invasion. Their timeline had
been two years and the FDD would be thirteen countries.
All of this he thought about while they were driving. Mostly
because of the quite but he was back in the real world. His sense
of time had been warped by the imprisonment he suffered.
“What year is it?” he asked.
“2317,” she replied.
“A year. I had been locked up for a year before I was put into the
arena.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I was put in late 2315.”
“I never asked what you did.”
“Refused sex with my owner.”
“Oh.”
“Speaking of which aren’t we headed to your home?” Jared asked. He
only did because she had turned and now they were driving away
from the beach, the headlights leading the car.
“We can’t. We have to register you so I am driving to the place.
There is enough room in this car to sleep so I planned on waiting
there until it opened.”
“Oh,” he replied. “Would you mind stopping for something to
drink?”
“If I do that, someone may take you.”
Jared looked around and saw nothing but empty streets.
“No one around, you don’t need to worry about that.”
“What if you run?”
“I won’t.”
“Why?”
“Where would I go? Plus I still gave you my word,” he said. “You
saved me.”
“Alright, I’ll stop and get us something. I need to stop anyways
to use the restroom and take some medicine.”
“Alright,” he replied feeling much better that they were making
headway. “How much longer?”
“To the store, a few seconds. Only one store is open all the time.
They will think its weird I’m buying drinks and food.”
“Why?”
“They expect most to just use the sex shop area.”
That made sense Jared. Then again, he had never even been in a
store. Women did such things with their men, but never his
previous owner. The car stopped infant of a store with major
lights on. Jaz told him to stay in the car. If he got out, there
was no way to be sure. She also told him to stay low. Someone
would be willing to break in and even if she did make it back,
calling the authorities would only mean he would be free game.
Without papers, anyone could claim him and the police surely would
take advantage of such things. After that warning, she left and he
locked the door to the vehicle and sat in silence.
At first, Jared wanted to deal with his cock, but he still
couldn’t bring himself to waste it. Plus, Jaz was there now and
all he had to do was ask. While he thought about that, he watched
as various women came out and went into the store. None was what
he would call bad looking, but all of them held some sort of
physical augment. His favorite had been the lady with the
voluptuous curves. He could tell it wasn’t natural by her
extremely small waist.
No one bothered the car though. In fact, all of the women who
could have seen him paid no attention to the vehicle. It wasn’t
like he couldn’t be seen. Minutes passed and the desire to sleep
began to overtake him. He was glad when Jaz came back and the two
of them could resume their course.
“Thank you for the drink,” he said. It was a water, but he was
nonetheless sincere in his thankfulness. The water was gone as
soon as fast as he could drink it.
“No problem,” she answered. An awkward silence came back and he
couldn’t figure out why there was tension in the air. Eventually,
they ended up at the building and Jaz climbed into the backseat.
There she slept and Jared fell into troubled dreams as he slept
upright in the front seat.
A tapping on his shoulder woke him from his sleep.
“Wake up Jared.”
Groggily he opened his eyes to Jaz looking at him.
“Already,” he said with a yawn.
“We have to get in as soon as possible.”
When they got into the building all Jared could think about was
using the restroom. He was thankful that when they got a private
room for the examinations the teller had told him about, it had a
restroom. Coming out after washing his hands, he looked at Jaz who
seemed to be paler than usual while she sat in a chair next to a
hospital bed.
Jared wanted to say something to her but looking at the bed
brought back memories from when he was younger. Needles and
doctors. Each working on making him the supposed subservient man
he was supposed to become. Too bad it didn’t work out like that.
Sitting on the bed, they waited in silence for a long time.
When the door opened, Jared wanted to shout at the busty redhead
that walked in. He just wanted to not unload at her all of his
angst for the wait, but also because she was dressed just like the
lab techs for the Arena. In a blue body suit that looked like
latex and was form fitting, the redhead sported a white lab coat,
glasses and purple eyes. The woman was drop dead gorgeous with her curves and gigantic breasts. They were humungous and he had no
doubt each weighed as much as a Jaz. Jaz who looked minuscule to
the woman who sat down in front of them.
“Well, you’re looking to register him huh?” the woman spoke to
Jaz.
“Yes, he is uh mine.”
“Aren’t they always?” the redhead laughed. “He is a fine specimen
at that. Did you inherit him?”
“Bonus from work.”
“Mhm,” the reread responded. “Well, my name is Alice and I am here
to inspect everything. Your paperwork is all in order. I want to
let you know rates went up yesterday so it will be about thirty
more.”
Jared knew what they had reviewed wouldn’t cover the quoted
amount. He looked over to see the woman extremely upset.
“I will leave you some additional forms to fill out.”
At that, Alice got up handed said forms to Jaz and left the room.
“I can’t afford this,” she said as soon as the door closed.
“I know, that’s the point.”
“What?”
“She is bribing you for a go with me. When she returns, you should
ask her how to get a discount. The fee she quoted you is
exorbitant. You should know, it's less than a quarter of its price
in other parts of the country.”
“How do you know?”
“Just do.”
“So what should I do?”
“Bribe her with me and are sure you get it in writing.”
“But what if she only takes a few off?”
“Then blackmail here. Once she signs a deal you have her. Might
even be able to get it for free.”
“Oh,” Jaz said. Then she handed him the pack of paperwork. “Maybe
then you should fill this out?”
“Yep. Give me the pen.”
Jared filled everything out. His health, how old he was and his
augments. Perfect health, twenty-three and none besides high
libido. He was glad what he has was all-natural. When he finished,
he realized that the name part had to be filled in. That is when
he looked at Jaz.
“I need a name.”
“You have one?”
“Yes and one that can be traced to the Arena.”
Jaz’s eyes lit up in surprise.
“Yeah, so owner,” he said handing the paperwork back to her. “What
is my name?”
“Greg?”
“Oh, let’s just pick something a plain as can be.”
“Well, it's not like I’ve done this before. I could have died a
virgin until I met you.”
there it was, the double-edge of her offer. No matter what, the
sex had ruined her in a sense.
“Is that why you look so pale?” he asked. It had never occurred to
him in all this time that she needed to have sex.
“My medicine stopped working no thanks to you and now I get to be
broke.”
Jared reached out to her but she spotted the chair away.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I didn’t want to impose on you.”
“But you let me impose on you. Who are you Jaz?”
The girl looked up at him in surprise.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“You own me, so pick a name.”
“Vaco.”
“I like it.”
“Vaco Heron.”
“Heron?”
“It’s my last name.”
He watched her pen his name on the form. It was going to take some
used to, but he liked it.
“Thank you,” he said.
She smiled, but it was weak. He could see her blue eyes dim in the
light. Now that he was watching her, he could see her shaking.
Either it was from buckling under sheer willpower or her body was
beginning to deteriorate. Its what they did. It took forty-eight
hours for the symptoms to show, but once they did, it didn’t take
long until her body began overriding everything. The state
forewarned women on such things.
“Will it bother you for me to have sex with her?”
“No,” Jaz said. “But my body aches so much.”
“I know but you can’t leave me here. Without the supervision, she
could steal me. Plus, you should press for the transaction to be
completed before we fuck.”
“What makes you so sure she wants this?”
“She’s a woman,” he said with a smile. “Imagine your aching. Every
woman feels that. The more cock she gets the worse it gets. Most
don’t try to even hide their needs in public. Haven’t you
noticed?”
Jaz dropped her head his question. He had hoped she would respond,
but then the door opened and Alice returned. She took up the
paperwork without saying anything.
“So we plan on actually registering him?”
“Yes,” Jaz responded. “But is there a way to get a discount?”
If he could describe the smile that spread across Alice’s face, it
was one of pure hunger.
“I’d be willing to offer half off for a round of sex with your
man.”
“Okay.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but it has to be here in this hospital bed and only after
you sign something saying you'll honor the deal.”
“No problem. Look here,” Alice said before holding out a ticket
for the registration. Jaz took it.
“Alright Vaco, I don’t like to beat around the bush here, but I
want you to fuck my breasts.”
Alice unzipped the front of her apex suit and let her gigantic
tits fall out of it. The nipples were monstrous.
“Now we have to be careful, but just lay there. I'll do the rest
for now.”
He watched in morbid fascination as she undid his pants and pulled
his dick out. Alice wasted no time in her machinations. She
grabbed one breast and began massaging it until a clear liquid
came out. This liquid was used to lube up his dick.
“Are you ready for the best thing you’ve ever experience?” Alice
said haughtily. He only nodded as she lifted one of the long
nippled up and put it against the tip of his cock. She pushed
forward and his dick disappeared into the flesh of her nipple.
“I augmented my breasts to not only be hypersensitive but they act
like vaginas. In fact, that is an apt description of what they
are. Now don’t hold back and give me tons of cum kay?”
He only gurgled in pleasure. For him, the experience was nothing
short of exquisite. Not that there was anything to compare a
vagina in a great too. Closest he had been was having a tit job
once, but his previous owner had Now it was just lewd sounds and
him trying to hold back. He looked to Jaz for help.
“Hey, you said sex,” Jaz said and he could hear the anger in her eyes. Alice stopped at the words and peeled her breast off his cock.
“I’m sorry. I meant like a full-on experience.”
“Having him fuck your breasts isn’t what we agreed upon.”
Alice turned fully towards Jaz.
“What are you saying then?”
“Unless you take another half off, this ends here.”
He could have cheered her right there, but then he noticed that
her hands were down her pants.
“Tell you what missy, you let me get some cum in my breasts and my
cunt I’ll let you have the registration for free.”
Jaz agreed to it and then he was back to be buried in tit flesh.
He couldn’t help but moan when he bottomed out.
“Yeah?” she said looking at him with her purple eyes. “You like
when this naughty bitch lets you fuck her tit?”
He moaned.
“Come on, fill my tit up with your hot spunk. I’ve needed it all
day.”
He moaned again, but Jaz gasped loudly, pulling his mind to the
night before. His imagination pictured the whole thing being her
laying on the ground before him. The previous night of thrusting
into her willing pussy while she shudders around him for his
pleasure pushed him into wanting to leave the woman before him and
to get back into her embrace.
He cried out when his orgasm hit him. Grunting, he lurched forward
trying to bury himself even more in the heavenly tit flesh. Maybe
he could ask Jaz to do something similar, but as his orgasm died
down, he became aware of the other women.
Jaz was mewling in her chair. Guilt washed over him as the small
woman cum on her own fingers. Naked as she was now, it was no
doubt that she knew the pleasure of her own hand more than
anything.
Alice wasn’t fairing well as his cock went limp in her tit. The woman had fallen to her knees and was looking towards the ceiling with her mouth agape.
“So thick and rich,” she said over and over again. Like she was
questioning how it could be such a way. When he came out of her
nipple only then did she move.
“My tit really is another pussy. I lined it with taste receptors.
Let me tell you miss, you have one fine man here. Have you not
been draining his balls dry?”
Jaz didn’t respond.
“So man,” Alice said to him licking her lips. “You get to have me
where only the rarest of the rare get. My actual pussy.”
The woman stood up, which he couldn’t understand how such a thing
was possible, but she did. The rest of the bodysuit followed and
Alice stood before him naked.
“You’ll give it to me from behind, so stand up and let me rest on
that bed.”
He wanted to tell her to screw off, but in the end obeyed. No
matter what he did, he had to obey for Jaz’s sake. It seems to
him, she looked even paler than before but there was nothing he
could do about it at the moment. Not while the beuracrate Alice
was moving past him and prostrating herself on the examination
table. She hadn’t even really waited for him to get up.
Apparently, she was just used to being obeyed on command. He
sighed well he moved to get a better view of his supposed lover.
Alice happened to have an okay look ass to him. May have been a
bit too thick and round for his liking, but he would do her while
she was bent over the table. He couldn’t refuse as much as he
wanted to because of his attachment and debt to Jaz. There was a
feeling of the sex being a chore, and he found himself unable to
perform.
“Well?” Alice said in demand.
His stomach turned. Her ownership of him was unmatched as of this
moment. Jaz couldn’t even interlude on his behalf. Stuck with the
outcome, he looked at the woman’s huge behind and realized his
cock wasn’t going to get up.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot you were listed with no augments,” Alice
said to him. She stood up suddenly and pulled out a drawer on the
bed. Seconds later, he was rubbing his arm and being chided for
being so weak. The effect of the shot was almost immediate as it
dulled the pain in his arm and transferred it right to a now stiff
cock. So stiff it throbbed painfully in the cool air of the room.
Looking down, he had never seen veins popping of his dick like
they were before. Even with the Arena so fresh in his mind, there
was nothing here to keep him restrained.
All he saw was Alice’s flesh in front of him. The round buttock
that he knew could take a pounding from his thrusts. Brown meaty
lips hung in front of him, glistening and dripping with her want.
It looked like heaven on earth and Alice only let out a grunt when
he slammed himself into her.
He was grunting and shaking as her rutted with the bigger woman
like a madman. For him, sliding into her greedy snatch was a
bittersweet moment. Of course, he got to experience pleasure, but
for him the act itself of being almost forced to get that pleasure
mad his blood boil. That anger came out in his pelvic thrusts as
he punished the woman for being such a slut. Why couldn’t women be
more like Jaz?
Jaz who was over masturbating in the corner desperately trying to
get off. Looking paler by the moment as she no doubt, uses her
pussy to peel layers of skin off her own fingers. She moaned with
Alice and it sounded pitiful. There was no life in it, just pain.
It was at that moment, he realized exactly what it meant to be a
woman fully.
There was no escape. She was a succubus, needing sex to survive
now. No need to procreate just the need to fuck. Everything else
mattered little. While he had been enjoying his new found freedom
with her, she was suffering on his behalf. Suffering and losing
her mind.
“Man, I can’t stand it anymore, cum in me,” Alice screamed.
With a grunt, he obeyed her demand. The end boiled out of his cock
and filled her up as much as he could. Standing Therese he enjoyed
the sensation of he milking his cock by her own flexing
ministrations. Sex was complete with her and left the woman
huffing and moaning in the table. Without thinking about it, or
even registering that his cock was still hard, he went over to
Jaz.
“Please,” is all she said to him.
The utility suit came away from her fast and there were no more
words when he pulled her body into position her for easier access.
She locked uncomfortable scrunched up in the chair she was in
especially being framed by the armrests, but that mattered is that
she was flexible. Lifting her legs, he positioned himself while
she got his cock to ram in the home. They both sighed in
contentment. Even though she wasn’t augmented like Alice, he would
say that Jaz left the other woman behind in lightyears of amazing.
Wishing in moments, he was jackhammering in and out of her sloppy
cunt.
“Please,” Jaz said with a look of pleasure in her eyes. He heard
fabric tearing and realized she had torn into the leather that
made up the arms of the chair. Looking down, he watched as his
cock disappeared into a gurgling mess of her pussy. Each pull out
showed him her thick juices doing little to help her pussy from
allowing his cock to slide in and out unimpeded. It was a weird
sight to see for him. Never had a woman shown such enthusiasm for
him.
“J-Vaco,” Jaz whispered. “I don’t want to be demanding, but
please, give it to me. I can't think anymore.”
He knew what she wanted. The same thing the woman in the hospital
bed wanted. A drug their body craved and sent them into a euphoric
state that kept them high and functional. It also kept their
bodies balanced. Jaz gasped and he locked eyes with the woman. The
looked like that as she cringed and cried outing pleasure. Before
long, he was gracing her with what she had been begging for with a
final shove and grunt.
The two of them were panting, especially him as his head swam a
bit from the exertion. Hunger pained his stomach and he licked his
parched lips. Pulling out, he was left in awe as his dick was
coated in a mixture of both of them. Almost falling back, he
caught himself by grabbing her.
“That was amazing,” she told him. There was a glazed look in her
eyes, one of pure contentment. A smile broke across his face. He
winked at her and was going to speak when a rustling garnered his
attention.
Turning, he saw Alice redressing herself. For the first time, he
noticed how salty the room smelled. Sex with two women then mixed
well as it lulled him into a relaxed state. So much so that he
felt like he could fall asleep.
“That was amazing,” Alice said zipping up her latex suit. “You
lady have a male that is impeccable in not only flavor but ability
and physicality. Well worth the discount.”
He watched as she moved over and stamped come papers.
“When she recovers, giver her this card,” she said handing him a
thick blue plastic card. It was featureless except for a chip on
the edge of one end. “This is her permit.”
He nodded.
“Please try to get her to recover soon. We have already been in
the room too long.”
At that Alice was gone, taking with her the tension and his anger.
Feeling satisfied, he went over to Jaz.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she said opening her eyes. The color was back in them now
and she looked a lot better than a few moments ago.
“She said we have to leave.”
Jaz slowly got up in the chair which proved to be a sight to watch
as the woman had to readjust herself to a sitting position and
then get up. She dressed quickly.
“I need a shower,” she said.
He reached out and pulled her into a hug.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her hot breath going through his
shirt.
He pulled back and looked at her.
“I’m sorry for making you wait. I had no idea the risks you took
for me and what it has done to you waiting.”
“It’s nothing,” she said.
“But it is. You struggled valiantly. What would have happened had
you waited anymore?”
“I would have attacked you. The drive is way more now. You ruined
me.”
The accusation stung but it was true.
“What now?” he asked, deciding to let her be angry at him.
“Now we try to figure out what to do.”
“Your place?”
“Probably but I’m hungry.”
“Well, we have money,” he said.
“Yes, we do.”
After all of it, he was elated as they walked down the hall that
she thought of it as theirs. Not that he would press for it, but
still, she considered him. They walked together out into the light
and got back into the car that had been given to her from the
organization.
“I quit my job,” she said. “Last night.”
“What about the women?”
“They can’t do anything to me now.”
The car started up and they drove.
“So what about us?” he asked.
“Well, you are mine now it seems and neither of us like that.”
“I do,” he said after a moment of silence.
“Why?” Wasn’t your thing that you hated being owned by a woman?”
“No,” he said. “My thing is that I hated being owned by a woman
who didn't see me as a partner beyond the act of sex.”
“But I am those women,” she replied. He noticed tears streaming
down her face. “Don’t you see, it’s all I think about now since
yesterday. I want sex, nonstop now. My body doesn’t even care if
you don’t it just craves it now. You did this to me.”
“I did, and I don’t mind because even though your body still
craves sex like a crazed slut, you are concerned about what I
want. You aren’t demanding it of me.”
“But I want to,” she said.
“And you aren’t. That’s why you’re different and the best woman in the world.”
They were silent once more while driving. Te paleness was coming
back in her skin and he realized that without some sort of augment
for himself to get it up more often, she would never get enough to
function.
“My last owner never asked. She would show up and just demand any
pleasure. I would be forced to do whatever she wanted. I am
trained well you know, but there was one flaw. She liked having me
struggle. I can't have sex nonstop because she wanted me to to be
weak in her presence.”
“She sounds bad,” Jas said.
“Jaz, I’m trying to tell you I want you to own me in a way that we
are equal. I know you are a slave to your body, but we can make me a slave to mine too.”
“You want to augment?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“So that I can take care of you for helping me.”
“You really want to stay?”
“I do,” he said looking out past the windshield and to the
streets.
