After the Great Shift [scifi] [historic] [chastity] [femdom] [bdsm] [oc] [real] [fiction] [extreme] [F28/F30/m28]

By the time Joe found himself in the bathroom of her apartment, Googling the logo she had tattooed on her forearm, it was already too late. One drink had completely overwhelmed him, and the room was spinning faster and faster. For the years following what had been called “The Great Shift,” he had always been so careful, but this time he’d let down his guard and for that he was about to pay.

Growing up in the early 2000’s, Joe always felt like he stayed towards the middle on things; he focused on being a good human first, and everything else second. Even in his early 20’s, as the world changed into a dystopian society where even the idea of what defined a woman was openly questioned, he tried to rationalize both sides of the argument. It was a bit of a surprise that during the uprisings leading to the shift, that he would openly support the side of the biological females pushing to have control of society.

When the referendum passed, putting laws into place the allowed for open discrimination based on biological gender, Joe celebrated it, as he was of the view that this was the change that was needed to save society. As with any major shift in power, it quickly went too far. With companies pulling in record profits fueled by the new laws of representation put in place, men were soon pushed out of most executive roles, and soon stripped of all positions of leadership in favor of what was now recognized as the superior gender.

Things that just a few short years ago seemed normal, were now completely different. The one that he missed the most was dating. Now in his mid 20’s, he had started to find himself a few years earlier. He was comfortable with his sexuality and leaned into his submissive view of things as women gained more power in society. It was two years ago after being let go from his job for refusing to comply with a chastity mandate that things started to change.

At the time, he was living his fantasy. A long-term TPE relationship with Danielle, a woman who respected his perceived rights. It was her who initially pushed the idea to not comply with the mandate, as selfishly, she wanted continued control of his orgasm – she saw it as the key to intimacy in their relationship. He initially feigned disgust at the idea of male chastity in general before finally coming clean, and admitting he was already caged by someone else. It was that same evening he returned home to an empty apartment and a government-issued eviction notice.

When the landlord let him inside to get his things, they were scattered all over the place. Danielle was nowhere to be found, and all of her things looked untouched. Luckily, she was almost as paranoid about the new government as he was, and they kept a fair amount of cash hidden at home. He grabbed the cash from the hiding place, threw it in a black backpack with some basic clothes he gathered and climbed out the window, down the fire escape.

That night, was the closest the guards had come to taking him into custody, but much of the next two years were spent bouncing from place to place, never quite feeling at home. As he started to run out of money, and was simply tired of hiding, he decided it was time to try and rejoin society. He applied for a new job, agreed to all terms when he accepted it, and started to feel ‘normal’ again. After about three weeks in his company-issued chastity device, he decided it was time to attempt dating again as being in a relationship with a female was the only chance for release.

He went online and registered on the only site males were allowed to use; there was an entire underground dating scene, but after the past few years, he felt ready to try and do things by the book. Once his profile was approved, he quickly had a few hits. He wanted to be extra careful in choosing with whom he would pursue a relationship, but old habits tend to die hard; and when one of his potential suitors had a black, leather-clad picture on her profile, he was immediately smitten.

In the email exchange that followed, he was careful not to divulge too much information as he knew it could be used against him. They agreed to meet at a restaurant near where she claimed to live. When she met him at the entrance, he was stunned. The pictures on her profile did no justice to how stunning she truly was. She stood about 5-3, with an amazingly thick body – he couldn’t take his eyes off the way the black leather she was wearing hugged her curves perfectly.

It was the conversation at dinner that truly knocked him off kilter. During very casual conversation, she intimated that she was sympathetic to the plight of males and was actually both kinky and submissive in her previous life. Previously being a part of the kink community himself, he decided to use his knowledge to draw her in closer. It seemed to work,l perfectly as some heavy flirting turned into an invite back to her apartment. The fact that he suddenly felt like he was in control, was something he pounced, and started speaking to her in the way a male dom typically would his submissive.

When they arrived at her apartment, he told her to get him a drink, as the law stated males could not drink in public, it had been quite a while since he consumed alcohol in front of anyone. She returned from the kitchen holding a rocks glass using both hands and presented it to him. She bowed her head as sipped then chugged the drink. As he placed it back in her extended hands, something caught his attention on her bare underarm; it was a tattoo that sparked a vivid memory. It was the same logo that was on the eviction notice on his door the day that everything changed.

To be continued…

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