The Female Slave Trade [Straight] [Slavery] [World Bulding]

***Short DISCLAIMER:*** *I just want to make it clear that I in no way endorse real life, harmful slavery or any form of misogyny. Slavery and misogyny however are two common fetishes enjoyed by both doms and subs and men and women. This is just a work of fiction.*

Imagine a world where slavery never ended, except unlike the kind of slavery you know, it’s a world where we recognized the truly inferior beings of our species.

Welcome to my world, where men are superior to women in every way and females are bred and sold as slaves.

Slavery is such a fundamental part of our society that nearly every man in a first world country owns at least one slave. It’s so easy to buy a slave, from the old man at the corner shop to multi-billion dollar corporations and even the Sunday market, they’re everywhere!

Sure, the smaller businesses have less of a selection, typically their slaves are preused, often older and weaker but that means that they’re far cheaper too. If you’re willing to stretch your expenses then there’s an array of companies that specialize in creating and selling only the highest quality of sluts, the most popular one being Blisstopia Slaves which is the world’s first and only multi-trillion dollar company.

The Female Slave Trade [Straight] [Slavery] [World Bulding]

***Short DISCLAIMER:*** *I just want to make it clear that I in no way endorse real life, harmful slavery or any form of misogyny. Slavery and misogyny however are two common fetishes enjoyed by both doms and subs and men and women. This is just a work of fiction.*

Imagine a world where slavery never ended, except unlike the kind of slavery you know, it’s a world where we recognized the truly inferior beings of our species.

Welcome to my world, where men are superior to women in every way and females are bred and sold as slaves.

Slavery is such a fundamental part of our society that nearly every man in a first world country owns at least one slave. It’s so easy to buy a slave, from the old man at the corner shop to multi-billion dollar corporations and even the Sunday market, they’re everywhere!

Sure, the smaller businesses have less of a selection, typically their slaves are preused, often older and weaker but that means that they’re far cheaper too. If you’re willing to stretch your expenses then there’s an array of companies that specialize in creating and selling only the highest quality of sluts, the most popular one being Blisstopia Slaves which is the world’s first and only multi-trillion dollar company.

That Time I Accidentally Discovered A Glory Hole [Straight] [M/f] [Young] [Teen] [Gloryhole] [Strangers] [Schoolgirl]

It happened when I was walking back from school one day.

I was an innocent – well, mostly innocent – young, teenage girl. It was a hot, summer’s afternoon so I was just wearing a little pink tank top and these tight, denim shorts with rainbow colored thigh-highs. I usually just head straight home from school but as it was so hot, I had been drinking a lot more water than usual and suddenly found myself needing to go to the bathroom.

Out of desperation, I ended up taking a detour down a secluded alley that I’d never been near before in hope that I’d find an isolated spot to pee. I followed the dirty, bumpy path down and found that it went on longer than I expected. I was tempted to yank my shorts down there and then and hope nobody would walk past and see my exposed, hairless little slit but instead I carried on walking and finally reached the end. I appeared to have taken a stroll into the countryside as there was just grassy hills stretching as far back as the eye could see, except not too far in the distance following another wonky-looking path appeared to be a public restroom. So with my backpack slung over my shoulders and my body trembling with desperation, I quickly moved towards it, my slender legs carrying me as fast as they could go.

That Time I Accidentally Discovered A Glory Hole [Straight] [M/f] [Young] [Teen] [Gloryhole] [Strangers] [Schoolgirl]

It happened when I was walking back from school one day.

I was an innocent – well, mostly innocent – young, teenage girl. It was a hot, summer’s afternoon so I was just wearing a little pink tank top and these tight, denim shorts with rainbow colored thigh-highs. I usually just head straight home from school but as it was so hot, I had been drinking a lot more water than usual and suddenly found myself needing to go to the bathroom.

Out of desperation, I ended up taking a detour down a secluded alley that I’d never been near before in hope that I’d find an isolated spot to pee. I followed the dirty, bumpy path down and found that it went on longer than I expected. I was tempted to yank my shorts down there and then and hope nobody would walk past and see my exposed, hairless little slit but instead I carried on walking and finally reached the end. I appeared to have taken a stroll into the countryside as there was just grassy hills stretching as far back as the eye could see, except not too far in the distance following another wonky-looking path appeared to be a public restroom. So with my backpack slung over my shoulders and my body trembling with desperation, I quickly moved towards it, my slender legs carrying me as fast as they could go.