A Utopia or a Dystopia? It's the near future and the feminist nightmare is over. A group of traditionally minded military officers have seized power and are dedicated to restoring old-fashioned values. Young men are sent away to the frontline to fight feminist insurgents. On the home front every aspect of young females lives are controlled and monitored. A strict modesty code is ruthlessly enforced and infringements are severly punished. Pure Fantasy 18+ NSFW
The van arrived for Natalie just before dawn. She heard a loud banging on her door. She had no doubt who it was. She had been expecting them but she panicked nonetheless. She had been pretty good at sticking to the modesty code. It hadn’t really been much of an effort. As her looks and figure faded and men stopped noticing her she had less incentive to dress sexily anyway. In fact, she sometimes fantasised about going out in a mini-skirt in the hope that one of those hot young inspectors in their sexy uniforms might at least pay her some attention. She had heard the rumours. Although it was officially frowned upon lots of the inspectors took advantage of their position and also of the girls in their custody. The thought made her wet.
She would soon find out whether the rumours were true. She put on a dressing gown and went downstairs to answer the door. She instinctively covered her cleavage as the inspector’s eyes met hers.
They asked her to confirm her identity and then without waiting they barged right in. Then they quickly read out the charges. It was as she had suspected. Natalie’s downfall had always been that she wanted what other women had. It had begun at school. She was in the habit of stealing other girls’ boyfriends. Back then she had been very pretty with an hourglass figure. But more importantly she let it be known that she would do what their girlfriends wouldn’t. This had continued into adulthood. One more than one occasion she had come between a man and his wife causing untold misery. She just couldn’t help herself. Even now when the penalties for extra-marital sex were so severe. It was like an addiction. In fact, as her tits started to sag and wrinkles creased her once pretty face the need for re-assurance became even more intense. Her big mistake was to try it on with the husband of a woman well-connected to the inner circles of the regime.
“One of my men will accompany you upstairs where you can pack a bag.” He said this with a disdainful sneer.
In her bedroom she hurriedly went through her drawers trying to find suitable attire
The young inspector said sneerily “I wouldn’t worry too much. You won’t be needing much”
In the van she sat in silence as did the accompanying inspector. She wondered, well almost hoped, that at any moment he would pounce but he seemed completely uninterested which added to her discomfort. She would still consider herself a good looking and she was in pretty good shape for her age. It seemed that the inspector did not agree. In reality like all the inspectors he could afford to be choosy. He had access to a virtually unlimited supply of nubile females and unless he had a particular inclination he had no need for an older woman.
The same nonchalance greeed her at the reception centre. The inducting officer repeated the charges and asked her to enter a plea. She pleaded guilty in the hope that this would mean a lighter sentence. The presiding magistrate read out his verdict in a weary tone.
“You have pleaded guilty to the offence of extra-marital sexual relations with malicious intent. The state takes the sanctity of marriage very seriously. It is the foundation of our society and we take an appropriately dim view of those who would undermine it, particularly when they do so with malice aforethought. I therefore have no choice but to sentence you to three months Reform and Rehabilitation which includes a month of penal servitude.”
Natalie did not really understand what that last word meant but it didn’t sound good. Her heart sunk.
“Take her away” the magistrate said.
Two guards took her firmly by the arms and bowing to the magistrate dragged her out of the court.
When the were outside one of them said loudly “The boys are going to make mincemeat of an old slut like you”
She almost passed out in fear on the spot.
Then took her to an ante-chamber where she was told to strip. Her clothes were bagged.
“Wait here” the guards said.
It was only then that she realised what the ante-chamber was for.
In the next room there was a punishment table made of wood. There were various straps and other attachments. Hanging from the wall were a series of implements. The door opened and two men escorted a young Asian woman in. She was in her late twenties, pretty with long dark hair. She was completely naked which gave Natalie a good view of her shapely body slim and yet surprisingly full chested. It dawned on Natalie that the girl would probably have been in this ante-chamber a few moments before and that the purpose of this little show was to give her a taste of what was to come. Still she felt a little jealous and resentful of the younger woman’s beauty and so couldn’t help taking a little pleasure in her misfortune.
The two guards took a little time manhandling the girl, taking an obvious pleasure in their task. She winced a little as they groped her tits and thrust their hands between her legs.
Then they took her and positioned her on the punishment table, securing her arms and legs to it with leather straps. They then adjusted the table so that the girl’s pert buttocks were stretched taut. And then…….
It was now that Natalie noticed that she could hear what was happening in the next room. She heard every crack as the cane or strap made contact with the girl’s buttocks, every shriek and plea for mercy and also the guard’s scornful and mocking response
“You should have thought of that before you decided to break the law bitch. Thwack!”
As the blows started to land more ferociously the girl’s body buckled and contorted against the leather bonds. Her hair was tossed like a horse’s main.
Eventually the men stopped what they were doing and returned the implements to their position. Natalie expected them to release the girl but instead she saw one of them unfastening his zip. Then the lights went off. Natalie could still hear what was going on.
“Please no, don’t do this mmmphh!” The girl’s pleas turned into incoherent gurgling.
Natalie heard the sound of creaking and the slap of a man’s leg against the girls thigh. Although it was dark in the room she thought she could make out the sight of rhythmic motion.
Then she heard first one then the second man grunt.
The room then went silent except for the occasional scuffling sound. When the lights came on again the girl and the two men were gone. An old woman was spraying down the bench with some sort of cleaning product.
The door opened. It was the same two men she had just been watching in action. They looked her up and down with the same disdain the guard in the van had shown her.
“Looks like we got ourselves an oldie” one of them said in a slightly disappointed tone.
“Alright then, let’s get it over with”
Inside the punishment room they also inspected her body but they did so without the enthusiasm they had shown for the pretty young Asian’s. They inspected it as if they were examining livestock. One of them lifted up her tit and let it come slapping down.
“Need a bit of support don’t they?” he said
He read through his notes
“Fornication aversion therapy” he said to his colleague.
“Alright let’s get her on the bench.”
They strapped her to the bench but unlike the girl they did so face up. Her breasts sagged at the sides of her body. A small roll of fat hung over her waist.
“Looks like this one will need quite a bit of physical training to get her back into some kind of shape” the man said to his colleague as if she wasn’t even in the room. As he said this he pinched the roll of flab.
“Listen carefully you old slag. You are here for aversion therapy which means you are here to learn how to control your filthy desires. My colleague is going to attach a device to your cunt. Your task is not to cum. I will be timing how long you can hold on for. Today this will determine how many strokes of the cane you will receive. This number will also form your baseline. Over the next few weeks as your self-discipline improves the length of time you can hold off from cumming will increase until we decide you have reached an acceptable level to be safely returned to decent society.
The guard had put on a pair of latex gloves and with a slight look of distaste he placed the Hitachi Wand between Natalie’s thighs. He then fixed it in place with adhesive tape.
Natalie heard a buzzing noise and then she felt the pulsing and throbbing sensation of the wand against her pussy. The guard had placed it in exactly the right position, or under these circumstances the wrong position, as she very quickly felt herself responding. Her cunt moistened and her labia and clit started to tingle as they filled with blood. Before long her hips started to writhe involuntarily pressing her pussy harder against the wand. She licked her lips, Her big nipples started to stiffen and she longed for one of the young men to run their hands over her naked body as they had done with the pretty Asian girl but they observed her impassively as if they were scientists conducting an experiment. She started to think about the scene she had just witnessed and as bad as it must have been for the poor girl she desperately wanted the guards to roughly take her. This thought made her even more horny and before she knew what was happening her body started to wrack with orgasmic bliss.
Her climax was rudely interrupted by the guard abruptly removing the wand and the adhesive tape which tugged aways some of her pubic hairs as he pulled at them. She let out a yelp.
“Three minutes twenty six seconds. Not very impressive at all. It looks like we are going to have our work cut out with you slut”
“I make that 454 strokes”
“Yep 6 minutes and 34 seconds by my reckoning”
Natalie stared up at them in terror
“Don’t worry we won’t give them to you all in one go. We need to leave you something to look forward to” he said with a scornful laugh.
“We’ll start you off with your first sixty today’
He removed a singletail from the wall and whipped it a few times in the air.
The two men then took it in turns to deliver sixty slow deliberate strokes with the singletail to Natalie’s thighs, belly and breasts.
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The van arrived for Natalie just before dawn. She heard a loud banging on her door. She had no doubt who it was. She had been expecting them but she panicked nonetheless. She had been pretty good at sticking to the modesty code. It hadn’t really been much of an effort. As her looks and figure faded and men stopped noticing her she had less incentive to dress sexily anyway. In fact, she sometimes fantasised about going out in a mini-skirt in the hope that one of those hot young inspectors in their sexy uniforms might at least pay her some attention. She had heard the rumours. Although it was officially frowned upon lots of the inspectors took advantage of their position and also of the girls in their custody. The thought made her wet.
She would soon find out whether the rumours were true. She put on a dressing gown and went downstairs to answer the door. She instinctively covered her cleavage as the inspector’s eyes met hers.
They asked her to confirm her identity and then without waiting they barged right in. Then they quickly read out the charges. It was as she had suspected. Natalie’s downfall had always been that she wanted what other women had. It had begun at school. She was in the habit of stealing other girls’ boyfriends. Back then she had been very pretty with an hourglass figure. But more importantly she let it be known that she would do what their girlfriends wouldn’t. This had continued into adulthood. One more than one occasion she had come between a man and his wife causing untold misery. She just couldn’t help herself. Even now when the penalties for extra-marital sex were so severe. It was like an addiction. In fact, as her tits started to sag and wrinkles creased her once pretty face the need for re-assurance became even more intense. Her big mistake was to try it on with the husband of a woman well-connected to the inner circles of the regime.
“One of my men will accompany you upstairs where you can pack a bag.” He said this with a disdainful sneer.
In her bedroom she hurriedly went through her drawers trying to find suitable attire
The young inspector said sneerily “I wouldn’t worry too much. You won’t be needing much”
In the van she sat in silence as did the accompanying inspector. She wondered, well almost hoped, that at any moment he would pounce but he seemed completely uninterested which added to her discomfort. She would still consider herself a good looking and she was in pretty good shape for her age. It seemed that the inspector did not agree. In reality like all the inspectors he could afford to be choosy. He had access to a virtually unlimited supply of nubile females and unless he had a particular inclination he had no need for an older woman.
The same nonchalance greeed her at the reception centre. The inducting officer repeated the charges and asked her to enter a plea. She pleaded guilty in the hope that this would mean a lighter sentence. The presiding magistrate read out his verdict in a weary tone.
“You have pleaded guilty to the offence of extra-marital sexual relations with malicious intent. The state takes the sanctity of marriage very seriously. It is the foundation of our society and we take an appropriately dim view of those who would undermine it, particularly when they do so with malice aforethought. I therefore have no choice but to sentence you to three months Reform and Rehabilitation which includes a month of penal servitude.”
Natalie did not really understand what that last word meant but it didn’t sound good. Her heart sunk.
“Take her away” the magistrate said.
Two guards took her firmly by the arms and bowing to the magistrate dragged her out of the court.
When the were outside one of them said loudly “The boys are going to make mincemeat of an old slut like you”
She almost passed out in fear on the spot.
Then took her to an ante-chamber where she was told to strip. Her clothes were bagged.
“Wait here” the guards said.
It was only then that she realised what the ante-chamber was for.
In the next room there was a punishment table made of wood. There were various straps and other attachments. Hanging from the wall were a series of implements. The door opened and two men escorted a young Asian woman in. She was in her late twenties, pretty with long dark hair. She was completely naked which gave Natalie a good view of her shapely body slim and yet surprisingly full chested. It dawned on Natalie that the girl would probably have been in this ante-chamber a few moments before and that the purpose of this little show was to give her a taste of what was to come. Still she felt a little jealous and resentful of the younger woman’s beauty and so couldn’t help taking a little pleasure in her misfortune.
The two guards took a little time manhandling the girl, taking an obvious pleasure in their task. She winced a little as they groped her tits and thrust their hands between her legs.
Then they took her and positioned her on the punishment table, securing her arms and legs to it with leather straps. They then adjusted the table so that the girl’s pert buttocks were stretched taut. And then…….
It was now that Natalie noticed that she could hear what was happening in the next room. She heard every crack as the cane or strap made contact with the girl’s buttocks, every shriek and plea for mercy and also the guard’s scornful and mocking response
“You should have thought of that before you decided to break the law bitch. Thwack!”
As the blows started to land more ferociously the girl’s body buckled and contorted against the leather bonds. Her hair was tossed like a horse’s main.
Eventually the men stopped what they were doing and returned the implements to their position. Natalie expected them to release the girl but instead she saw one of them unfastening his zip. Then the lights went off. Natalie could still hear what was going on.
“Please no, don’t do this mmmphh!” The girl’s pleas turned into incoherent gurgling.
Natalie heard the sound of creaking and the slap of a man’s leg against the girls thigh. Although it was dark in the room she thought she could make out the sight of rhythmic motion.
Then she heard first one then the second man grunt.
The room then went silent except for the occasional scuffling sound. When the lights came on again the girl and the two men were gone. An old woman was spraying down the bench with some sort of cleaning product.
The door opened. It was the same two men she had just been watching in action. They looked her up and down with the same disdain the guard in the van had shown her.
“Looks like we got ourselves an oldie” one of them said in a slightly disappointed tone.
“Alright then, let’s get it over with”
Inside the punishment room they also inspected her body but they did so without the enthusiasm they had shown for the pretty young Asian’s. They inspected it as if they were examining livestock. One of them lifted up her tit and let it come slapping down.
“Need a bit of support don’t they?” he said
He read through his notes
“Fornication aversion therapy” he said to his colleague.
“Alright let’s get her on the bench.”
They strapped her to the bench but unlike the girl they did so face up. Her breasts sagged at the sides of her body. A small roll of fat hung over her waist.
“Looks like this one will need quite a bit of physical training to get her back into some kind of shape” the man said to his colleague as if she wasn’t even in the room. As he said this he pinched the roll of flab.
“Listen carefully you old slag. You are here for aversion therapy which means you are here to learn how to control your filthy desires. My colleague is going to attach a device to your cunt. Your task is not to cum. I will be timing how long you can hold on for. Today this will determine how many strokes of the cane you will receive. This number will also form your baseline. Over the next few weeks as your self-discipline improves the length of time you can hold off from cumming will increase until we decide you have reached an acceptable level to be safely returned to decent society.
The guard had put on a pair of latex gloves and with a slight look of distaste he placed the Hitachi Wand between Natalie’s thighs. He then fixed it in place with adhesive tape.
Natalie heard a buzzing noise and then she felt the pulsing and throbbing sensation of the wand against her pussy. The guard had placed it in exactly the right position, or under these circumstances the wrong position, as she very quickly felt herself responding. Her cunt moistened and her labia and clit started to tingle as they filled with blood. Before long her hips started to writhe involuntarily pressing her pussy harder against the wand. She licked her lips, Her big nipples started to stiffen and she longed for one of the young men to run their hands over her naked body as they had done with the pretty Asian girl but they observed her impassively as if they were scientists conducting an experiment. She started to think about the scene she had just witnessed and as bad as it must have been for the poor girl she desperately wanted the guards to roughly take her. This thought made her even more horny and before she knew what was happening her body started to wrack with orgasmic bliss.
Her climax was rudely interrupted by the guard abruptly removing the wand and the adhesive tape which tugged aways some of her pubic hairs as he pulled at them. She let out a yelp.
“Three minutes twenty six seconds. Not very impressive at all. It looks like we are going to have our work cut out with you slut”
“I make that 454 strokes”
“Yep 6 minutes and 34 seconds by my reckoning”
Natalie stared up at them in terror
“Don’t worry we won’t give them to you all in one go. We need to leave you something to look forward to” he said with a scornful laugh.
“We’ll start you off with your first sixty today’
He removed a singletail from the wall and whipped it a few times in the air.
The two men then took it in turns to deliver sixty slow deliberate strokes with the singletail to Natalie’s thighs, belly and breasts.