Rule of Women by DesTodes777

Rule of Women by DesTodes777

Explore the tantalizing world of desire in 'Rule of Women' by DesTodes777. This captivating adult sex story delves into themes of power and passion, where women take the lead in a provocative narrative that will leave you breathless. Discover a world of seduction and intrigue in this must-read tale for adults.<br/>

Chapter 1

*Disclaimer*

The following story has a lot of sensitive elements. For one, women are ruling the world and the world being in a matriarchal society where men are essentially slaves. Second, mind control with women at the helm. Finally, there is incest within the story in a society that doesn’t have qualms about it.

*Author’s Note*

Well, this idea has been in my head for a while. Not a proud moment to write, but hey, sometimes the art dictates. My hope is that this story delves into some cool things and shows a world of interesting possibilities. There should be more than one chapter, but I am not sure where to go after this chapter. If there is more, it will be different stories per chapter. Like a magazine issue, you know? I don’t. Could be different short stories with varying aspects of lives within the society. Which means each chapter will be super long. Well here goes…

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Men are precious commodities. Sally knew this fact and so did every woman in the world. It was for the good of humanity. At least that is what everyone said. The fear of men ruling again was always in the mind of women and so they took to the one thing they knew how to control men; with sex.

The male race was born into sex. They were still expected for breeding, but in the end, that was really all they were used for. That and pleasure. Women had cut all of their rights and introduced man’s education into this new world at a young age. They were sex slaves essentially, and woman kept him at bay by keeping his sexual appetites satisfied. This placation presented an issue that had to be solved. Women weren’t all that involved into wanting to commit to the amount of sex each man would need for peace. Augmentation was born in that moment and at birth, women were immediately augmented to increase their sexual desire at puberty, turning every woman into a sex addicted nympho that had to have men’s cum in them.

Sally had felt guilty about it at first. When her first male had been brought to her, they both had been eighteen The ripe age for breeding and so far, he had given her one son only, but that was because after her son was born, she had gone on birth control. Any more than one, and the child would be taken from her. Still, the issue of the boy who had first knocked her up needed to be addressed.

At eighteen, he was viral and Sally loved that. She probably was too liberal with him, but he could make her scream for hours on end. That didn’t fully answer why she was so liberal, but then she didn’t have a reason for it other than the fact that when she wasn’t fucking him, she learned that men were capable of more than just sex. As she thought about him, she grew sad.

Her time with him was coming to an end because their son was reaching sexual maturity. Within the week, her lover would be taken and placed elsewhere. No doubt it would be a pleasure house. That was her lover’s goal anyways, for months now he had been studying and earning different certifications to work in one. Each one gained was an excuse to reward him, but Sally didn’t need an excuse to have sex. Cravings for pleasure plagued her body and often it distracted her at work. It did every woman, but Sally was glad enough to be able to afford an actual live-in lover instead of having to visit a pleasure house.

One thing that they were warned about the sex was never let the male get it by his own means. Sex was something to be controlled by women. Men had their time, they had screwed up the world and how society ran today was a testament to that.

Sitting naked on the couch, Sally absentmindedly stroked her pussy. It was plump and swollen, already begging for attention. She had just woken;, the youngest was still asleep in his room, confined there until she let him out. Her lover had been out all night on a permit taking a test. A marathon certificate and as wetness coated her fingers, she hoped he had saved enough of himself for her.

Sounds of sex wafted into her apartment, bringing her attention to it. Sounded like her neighbor next door, a woman who was as insatiable as she. Quickly, her fingers began working in and out of her snatch, filling the room with a pleasant scent of strawberries. That scent was one of the few augmentations she had. With a press of a button and a few dollars, there wasn’t almost literally anything she couldn’t change about her body. The few exceptions were the few augmentations required by law.

The law augmentations were put into a woman as soon as she was born. There were three of them. First a hormone port that allowed an individual and the state to mess with hormone levels. There was an actual law on estrogen levels and how much of the state sexual serum was present in the blood. There was even a daily test at work that had to be taken, which could affect wages if the levels were too low and weren’t excused by a doctor’s note. The second was an augmentation for an increase in sex drive. This augmentation was a hit and miss though on when it activated. It was supposed to turn on when puberty hit, but for many women, it malfunctioned and at young ages, their bodies matured fast and began craving sexual attention before eighteen. Sally had been one of those that the serum had activated early. The third and final augmentation was one that allowed for more augmentations.

Sally had few of them. Besides the smell of her sex, she also had an augmentation for eternal youth, perky breasts and really defined and plump labia. The last was because she loved the way they buzzed in arousal and even more when they were slammed up against. Her lover seemed to love them and while her finger probed them, her thoughts turned to her son.

What was she going to do? Incest wasn’t frowned upon anymore. In fact, it was encouraged by the belief that mothers knew best on how to raise a child. Plus, it also ended major issues within society. Who owned a male child, the mother or the state? A mother owned her son unless it was only the first born, so there are no legal ramifications of with incest, unless the mother got knocked up once again. Law stated that incestuous relationships could not produce offspring and so the males were given a vasectomy.

Spreading her lips, she stroked her sensitive clit with a finger and moaned in pleasure. Laying her head back, she was fast approaching orgasm when the sound of a key sliding into a lock sounded. Her lover was home and he walked in, much to the delight of Sally.

“Lover. you’re home.” She said looking at him. He closed the door behind himself. They exchanged smiles, but he looked tired. Even his suit looked disheveled. Just called lover was another thing that was done if the male was owned by the state, as only the state could name them and often didn’t until they reached adulthood. Her Lover was of average height. Everything about him was average, down to his cock, which was thick and lengthy. Even men were augmented, all to please women more. Sally had wanted to augment him more, add some fun feature, but the state had to approve them and to request things meant a lot of paperwork. Worse, too many changes and the state may take the male away in fear

“Yeah, but not for long.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, almost panicking at his words. He reached into his inner suit pocket and handed her envelope. No kiss or anything before he disappeared into the apartment. Opening the letter she read its contents. After reading, her hands shook in despair. His test last night had gone so well, that he had been fully certified to work in the pleasure house. The state thanked her for her tutelage and had already given her a substantial bonus for her efforts. As such, he was to immediately report to his new work after a reasonable time given to gather personal effects.

That was it then. Her lover was leaving. They had even given him a name to make it official. Jason was printed at the bottom in gold letters.

“Jason,” she said. Without really knowing why the name brought her to tears.

“Don’t cry Sally, it will be okay,” Jason said, suddenly next to her and putting a hand on her shoulder.

“I can’t help it. I thought there would be at least a week more. What am I going to do?” She asked. Her gaze fell on the wall while her tears blinked away.

“What you agreed to. Look, we have a son, use him, and teach him. I know it will be different being that it won’t be like us, because we learned together, but he is a good kid. A fast learner I think, plus as you own him, you will be able to augment him too.”

“It isn’t about that.”

“I know, but you asked me what to do. I don’t want him in the system. Better you then a bunch of random women. Besides, he isn’t younger than I was. Just take it slow.”

“Why did we have to have him?”

“Because the state makes you if you get pregnant.”

He was right about all of it. As much as she didn’t want him to leave, the prospect of breaking in a new lover was exciting.

“Can I ask one more favor?”

“Anything, Jason.”

“Give him a name and register it. Can you name him Gavin?”

“Why Gavin?”

“It’s what I wanted to be named.”

That broke her heart, but she agreed to his request. She then asked him a ton of questions on how she should handle Gavin. He was only nineteen , and already past the year, the state recommended for sexual instruction.

“I don’t want you to go,” she said.

“I have to. Don’t worry, he will learn fast.”

He came around the couch and pulled her up for a hug. The closeness reignited her desire for sex, but she didn’t force it.

“You could stay and teach him.”

“I can’t. I told you last week that’s what we should do. If I stay any longer I risk losing my position.”

She hugged him tighter and they parted without another word. He left the apartment and Sally fell to the couch, unsure of how to proceed. It would have been nice for one last lay, or even a chance to give him a proper goodbye. And it was a goodbye. If she ever tried to contact him again, the state would arrest her. Once a male was removed from a household, the state didn’t wish for contact again in case of issues arising from attachment. Men were for the pleasure of all women when owned by the state. The bell rang from her son’s room, signaling her that he was awake.