The Order of Eve - I've Had Enough (Re-write)
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I have re-written this story and removed the suicide, as it was too "dark".
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested and sent to the camps.
This is set several years into the Order of Eve's government. It 's a dark little story.
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This was it, he thought, no more he’d had enough. Sally had taken him to the supermarket in a dress, made him wear her old knickers and pegged him with a strap-on. Not only that, she had now started putting a dog’s lead around his neck to stop him “wandering off” when they were out together. She even called him Norma somethimes.
She had stopped buying him any new men’s clothes years ago, and when the last of his trousers split she made him throw them away. She told him he would have to wear her old cast off’s. It was bad enough doing the housework in a dress at first, but then she had gone through his drawer and decided his underwear was in such a sorry state that she threw those out too.
So now Norman had to wear her old knickers and her old skirts and dresses. She never gave him any hand me down slacks he noticed. This had happened three weeks ago, and after complaining she had locked him in the large walk in cupboard. The cupboard had been turned into a cage where she could keep him if his was being a nuisance. Worst still she had made him build the bloody thing.
Sally had stopped having sex with him five years before Order of Eve took control. They had fallen out of love. They just stayed together out of familiarity. After the new laws came in she divorced him and stripped him of all his assets. He wasn’t sure why she kept him around at first. Then gradually he learned why.
She started to beat him. He never knew she had an interest in S&M, but now this wasn’t S&M it was the normal way many women treated men. He did not mind as first, he found little bit of a turn on. The whippings got harder and more painful though. Before she had him locked into the horrible chastity device he used to masturbate after, but now all he knew was frustration. Frilly pink knickers and a chastity cage. What could be worse?
These beatings got her hot and bothered. She had started forcing him to perform cunnilingus on her. The whole thirty two years of their marriage she had always refused when he offered, but now is was a twice daily event.
The routine was the same every day. She would unlock him from the cage and make him use his tongue on her until she was satisfied. Then Sally would get ready for her job at the library while he made her breakfast. Then it was all washing, cleaning, ironing and cooking for him. All this work was done dressed in her cast off’s.
At night there would be another work out for his tongue, after this she would use that seven inch strap-on thing on him. She said that it was to remind him of his place in the world now. If she had the energy after that she often gave him between six and twelve strokes of the cane.
She never used to lock him up every night, he used to just sleep in the box room. That was until her friend Sue, from across the street was murdered by her ex-husband. Norman knew something like that was going to happen.
He had seen Derek shopping one day. His face had been bright red as was laughed at by the female shoppers. Derek’s ex-wife had been making him dress as a maid. She had him wearing a fetish French maid’s outfit that day. Where the skirt showed his thighs above his stocking tops, you could see painful looking red scars. Sue must have been really laying into him recently.
None of the men laughed, they knew one day it may be them dressed this way. All they felt was pity and fear.
He had waited outside for Derek so they could walk home together. Derek had that “thousand yard stare” in his eyes as they talked. He told Norman he had nothing left, he could not do this anymore. He said his ex-wife would chain him to the wall and make him watch as she and her girlfriend went at it. He said all women were evil and deserved to die. Norman said he should keep that to himself or he would be sent to a camp or worse.
“Prison would be a bloody holiday camp compared to my life. What happened to us, we're men for gods sake.” He had said.
He mentioned he had talked with a man the week before. He had told him that as he was walking home by the canal, he saw a women fall in, She had screamed for help, she couldn’t swim. The man said that he had stood there and watched her drown. He smiled as he said that. He said he wish he had pushed her in himself.
Norman wondered about that himself. All he had know of women these last few years had been humiliation and pain. What would he have done? Had he gone that far and given up on humanity?
“I’m not putting up with it anymore. Think of those men who rushed machine gun nests in WW2. That’s me now!” Derek said as they parted.
Norman didn’t understand what Derek meant by that.
The next morning the police had found Sue dead on her bed still wearing a huge pink strap-on. She had been strangled with a chain that she was trying to use to tie Derek down. They never found Derek he had cut off his chastity device and ran.
The authorities had tried to hush what happened up. Rumors were circulating that this wasn't the first time this had happened.
Since then, Sally had been locking him up at night. He knew she thought he was just a wimp, but she dared not chance him getting loose while she slept. She knew she was pushing him too far these day, but she enjoyed being in charge and seeing him suffer.
Norman thought about killing her, but had decided against it. He loved her once, and thought that she had loved him. He knew what Derek had meant about charging machine guns. He had heard though the other men he met, there was a huge increase in men murdering their "guardians" or commiting suicide. Even before the Order of Eve, men committed suicide and murder twice more than women.
When you were pinned down, with no hope, you went for it. Nothing left to lose. Derek went for it, and took the enemy with him. It was the only power he had left, the only thing she hadn't taken away from him. he knew if he were caught they would execute him.
He heard the lyrics from the Who song “Had enough” running through his head. There was no male music on the radio or television now, but he remembered the lyrics as clear as day.
I've had enough of bein' trodden on.
My passive days are gonna be long gone.
If you slap one cheek, well, I ain't gonna turn the other.
He remembered the film, Quadrophenia, the scooter going over the cliff. In a way he knew what he was doing would hurt her more.
Norman spent the day sawing off the hated chastity device. He ripped off his dress and knickers and threw them on the floor. He was naked, but he was a man again. He dressed in an old set of overalls he had found in the shed and packed a bag with food and water.
He waited until she opened the front door and punched her square in the face. She was out cold. He used rope from her toy box to tie her to a dining room chair.
Then gagged her with the knickers he had removed.
“I've had enough of you, you fucking bitch!.”
Her eyes widened in shock as she woke up.
He stood there with a kitchen knife in his hand staring at her. She was terrified. She cried into her gag.
"Why shouldn't I kill you?"
She sobbed and shook her head.
"It's not nice is it? Being totally powerless. That's what it's been like for me for the last two years. You made me wear your old clothes, you humiliated me.
You made me eat food off the floor like a dog. I was beaten for no reason. You fucked me with a strap-on nearly every night as I screamed into a gag."
Her pleading and sobbing was inaudible through the gag.
Norman took the gag out, but held the knife to her neck.
"If you scream, it will be the last thing you ever do."
"I'm sorry Norman, I won't do it anymore, I'll make it up to you.
"You betrayed me, like all you women did that believed that Order of Eve crap."
"All women treat their men like that. We have to because you can't be trusted."
"In all our years of marriage did I ever hit you or hurt you? No I loved you once, I thought you loved me.
"Well no, but the government said.."
Norman slapped her face and forced her upstairs. She stayed silent, convinced he would stab her. She had never seen Norman this angry. His cold fury scared her.
Norman tore her skirt and knickers off. He shoved the knickers in her mouth and tied them there using her tights. He rummaged through her "toy box", and found what he was looking for. He chained her hands above her head to the top of the cage. Then went back to the toy box and fished out an ten inch dildo. She had not used it on him yet, but he was sure she was planning to.
"This is what it's like being me you bitch."
He rammed the dildo up her dry backside in one violent movement."
She wailed into the gag.
Norman smiled as he locked the cage door. He remembered all the nights he had spent in there feeling sore from, how did she put it.
"A good seeing too."
He slammed the outer door, but could still hear muffled sobs. If anyone outside heard that they would assume she was punishing him.
After dark Norman slipped out the back garden and headed for the woods. He taken all the money she had in the house and planned to head for the coast. He would bribe his way onto a boat or steal a boat. He was leaving the country. If he was caught he would make a fight out of it , he would take as many as he could with him. He had had enough.
Sally cried over Norman. It wasn’t until he had gone, she realised that she did actually care for him. She knew she shouldn’t have treated him the way she did, but she had enjoyed the power. It had turned her on. The Order of Eve told women, that's how men should be treated.
Most of her friends had told her they just pretended to punish their men. They just played the part when they were outside, or when the inspectors came. Inside, behind closed doors they carried on normal loving relationships. They couldn't believe Sally actually did those horrible things to Norman.
Soon after that, none of her friends would even talk to her.
After a year had passed, she was very lonely. So she rang the male guardianship line. She asked to be guardian to another man. The woman there told her she would put her on the list. She said that there were hundreds of women waiting for men though.
As she hung up the phone Sally had tears in her eyes.
"Oh Norman, I'm so sorry. Why did I do that to you?" she sobbed.
Sally spent the rest of the day crying looking at their wedding pictures.
A work colleague told her that she had been trying to get a man for six months. Due to the high rates of men fleeing the country, and suicides there was a severe shortage of men needing guardians.
Most women now realised that the Order of Eve was on borrowed time, most of the world had stopped trading with them. Declaring half your population slaves was bound to bring about that result.
There were already food shortages, power cuts and talk of rationing. It was being blamed on male resistance groups by the government. Most women knew now, that crucial infrastructure was breaking down without men. They knew the county would soon grind to a halt.
Civil unrest was already starting. The Order of Eve's paradise, was quickly turning into hell for the female population, just has it had been for the males since they took over.
Their sapphic dream was ending.
The Order of Eve - A Loving Wife
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This is a light hearted story. Not like the first part.
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested
and sent to the camps. There are random inspections on the homes of women who are men's guardians. The government want to make sure
they are kept in line as prescribed in the guardianship guide books.
Women who act as guardians pay almost no tax. Men are taxed at 70%. Any men without a job or a home are taken into "state guardianship".
This is set a year into the Order of Eve's government.
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Mary and Daisy sat in Mary's kitchen drinking coffee.
"Thank's for lending Mike to help Brian put the shed up. Are you sure he doesn't mind?"
"Well strictly speaking he has to do what I say, or I can send him away can't I?"
Daisy giggled.
"Yes I know, did you read all that guardian guidebook rubbish?"
"Yes, whips paddles, kissing feet and pegging! I never heard of such a thing!"
They both laughed until they cried.
"Yes, I saw the pictures."
They laughed again and reached for tissues to dry their eyes.
Mary looked seriously at Daisy and said.
"You do realise we will have to buy all that stuff don't you. Strap-on's, canes and some sort of cage."
"I know, they say if you fail the random inspection, you could lose your man."
"Sod the man, it's the tax benefits I'd miss."
They both collapsed in to a heap as they laughed.
Outside the men could hear the women laugh. A year ago it would be harmless, but now they looked at each other in fear. Their wives held the men's fate in their hands.
"Mike is losing his job next week. He's going to be a full time house husband. They have trained women to drive trucks now. Mike said
it's going to be a mess. He said the women are ok to drive, but not strong enough sorting out the doors and curtains. The women who have taken over in the warehouses are just too slow, they lack experience."
Daisy frowned and said.
"That make sense now, I did see a few empty shelves at the supermarket. I also saw that poor Derek in a maids dress. His wife is a bitch.
He's a big guy, I can't see that ending well."
"Have you seen poor Norman from number 78, he's so meek and kind. His wife has him wearing her old dresses. Mike said she makes him wear her old knickers too. She was always so quiet, I never would have thought she was like those feminista bitches"
"Well that could be a laugh, we should make ours do that."
Mary looked shocked.
"What, you would do that?"
"Only for a laugh. You know from next week we have to keep them locked in chastity cages unless we are on top of them using them for "prick sex". We could just have some fun with our big strong men for a week or two."
"You are so naughty, I never guessed you were like this."
"With us having all the power. It sort of make me wet."
More giggles followed
"Brian finishes his job in two weeks. He said that the power plant would break down within six months. The women running it have only
the manuals to work with. He said without the men's experience there would be nothing but problems"
Mary looked thoughtful and said.
"So it looks like the feminist experiment will start to go wrong in the next twelve months then. Well lets have a little fun with our
fellas until all the problems bring down the bunch of misandry loving lesbians, that call themselves a government."
They discussed how they were going to handle the new laws in the coming months.
Mary showed Mike the guide book. He was horrified at they way he was to be treated. Mary assured him that she loved him and they had
to keep up appearances or he would be sent to a camp.
They ordered the "toys" recommended in the handbook and Mike built a cage for himself in the corner of the bedroom. She also had him
install a bar on the wall where she could chain him. They never intended to use these.
Mary insisted that they practice all the things that the Order of Eve said a guardian should do. She made him crawl naked across the
floor and kiss her feet. He was spanked lightly with a paddle. He was told to scream as she hit him. She even made him wear a dress and an apron to hang out the washing. All of this was recorded on her phone. The idea was that neighbors would think she was being a good guardian.
Mike understood why they had to do it. He had heard rumors of how bad the camps were. He knew his wife loved him, but the total power
exchange was scary. He wondered how far it would go. He didn't know what he'd do if he ended up like poor Derek.
Then two weeks after he lost his job, he was about to find out.
"Mike upstairs now, I want to try something."
There was nothing on the telly. Only women's football. He wasn't too bothered about that. All men's sports were banned now. When he got upstairs Mary was fully dressed. On the bed there was the black basque he loved her to wear, along with black silk french knickers and nylon stockings.
He thought she would unlock him and give him a treat. He was wrong.
"Ok, strip off and put that lot on. I want you to dress for sex, just like you used to ask me to do."
"You're kidding, you can't expect me to."
She cut him off.
"You either do it or you spend the night in the cage and tomorrow I'll have you carted off."
"But I love you, and you said that.."
"I do, but I'm in charge you have to learn that, and tonight is going to teach you who the boss is."
He knew she had a wicked sense of humor, but in these times when men had less rights than pets, you could not be sure. He stripped off.
"Oh, too hairy we will do something about that tomorrow. I'll help you with the basque."
He drew the stockings up his legs, even through the hair on his legs they felt incredible. He couldn't help run his hands up and down them.
"You love wearing those don't you. Perhaps I should keep you dressed all the time?"
"No please, I'm just smoothing them."
"Just shut up and put your knickers on."
The stocking were nice, but these black, silk and lace French knickers felt out of this world. He used to love rubbing her pussy though the silk. His cock strained in it's cage. It was really starting to hurt his cock and balls.
"Please can you take my cage off."
It depends on how good you are with your tongue. Lay on the bed. I want two orgasms at least. If you do well, I will take your cage off and make you come. Deal?"
Mike did not like going down on her. He enjoyed her doing it for him, but thought it was unmanly. Wearing sexy lingerie while his wife rode his face, unmanly didn't really figure. He lapped at her eagerly, looking forward to his release. She came hard covering his face with her juice.
"Oh good girl, we'll make a lesbian out of you yet."
Mike stood and started to remove his knickers.
"No you don't. Keep those on" She shouted.
He stopped in his tracks. Shocked at the anger in her voice.
She got up and went to the guardianship toy box out of the cupboard. She drew out a harness and a ten inch long blue dildo.
"No please you wouldn't, you couldn't."
"Well perhaps one day. Do you remember when you forced me to have anal with you."
"I never forced you, I asked nicely and you agreed."
"No you whined and stomped around like a kid, well its payback time!"
Mike remembered, she didn't like it, but he carried on until he came and she was crying.
"I'm going to be nicer to you, than you were to me."
She put the blue one back and took a slim five inch pink dildo out and clipped it on to the harness. The cage was unlocked, and his cock
sprang up hard and trembling.
"You are loving this aren't you sissy boy. On you knees and suck that cock. If you don't it's going in you dry"
Mike knew he had little choice, he was desperate for the release she had promised. He fell to his knees and started to bob his head up and
down on the dildo.
Above him Mary was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She couldn't believe it was this easy. If he had objected she would have stopped. She would not really hurt him. He would get his relief soon.
"Right, up on the bed. On all fours and spread em."
She took the lube from the box and generously coated the dildo and Mike's arse. Then she knelt between his legs and slowly pushed into
him. He groaned. She knew it wasn't too painful as the dildo was very skinny. When she was all the way in she lent all her weight on him and
he yelped. Both of her hands reached around and caressed his nipples though the lace cups of his basque.
"Who's the bitch now? say it"
"Unnhh, I am, I'm your bitch."
She slowly gently pumped in and out. He was loving this, she knew he would. She wanted to try this years ago, but he was too straight laced. Now she was in charge, he had no choice. She reached under him and grabbed his cock through the silk knickers.
"Ahhh please yes, please yes."
She stopped.
"Tell me then will you obey your mistress from now on? You sissy bitch."
"Yes mistress I will. Oh god that feels so good!"
She stroked him and pumped into him simultaneously . He screamed and exploded, pumping huge amounts into his knickers. He lay panting
on the bed.
She gave him a wicked smile.
"Well we seem to have found a new side to you haven't we? It may interest you to know that Daisy is doing the same to Brian."
"What, you planned this?"
"It's not like you had a choice. Listen we're meant to do this to you. If the inspectors call, we have done all the things they recommend. We have just tried not to hurt you. Anyway you enjoyed that. Look at the state your knickers are in."
My knickers, Mike thought. He had enjoyed it though. He hadn't come like that for years. Anyway he thought it won't be long until this whole shit show of a government collapses. It might be fun for a while.
"Well now Mikey, that was just the start of your training. Perhaps in a few weeks Daisy will bring Brian over and you can both have fun
while we girls watch."
She lay on her back snorting with laughter.
She wouldn't, thought Mike. Would she?
The Order Of Eve - Tony's Life In The Labor Camp
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This Story is set in a country where the Order of Eve, an ultra feminist party have taken power..
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested
and sent to the camps. There are random inspections on the homes of women who are men's guardians. The government want to make sure
they are kept in line as prescribed in the guardianship guide books.
Women who act as guardians pay almost no tax. Men are taxed at 70%. Any men without a job or a home are taken into "state guardianship".
This story ties in with the first three stories
Tony was so shocked when the door was broken down. He just stood still while he was cuffed as Grace screamed. The Fem Corpse Sargent shouted a Grace.
"The inspector reported that you were letting this male live without prescribed restrictions. He is in danger of becoming feral."
"I didn't do anything." Grace yelled.
"That's why you won't be able to have another man, you are obviously a traitor to the female cause."
"What cause? He's my husband."
"Your sort disgust me." Said the Sargent.
Then they dragged Tony to the back of a van an padlocked him to a rail. After a hour of bouncing around the van ground to a halt.
Tony was dragged blinking into the light. It looked like an airbase. There were a few planes on the ground, but all looked is a state of
disrepair. He was taken to a concrete building with a the name Processing, above the door.
"He's yours now, were going back. Do you want us to while you process him?"
"No Sargent you can go, I'm sure I can handle this one without any problems."
"Right you. My name is officer Sarah Jones. You will never use that name if you value your skin. From now on any woman you speak to is mistress. You got that?"
Tony took in the sight of the huge woman before him. When he was younger he would have called her a diesel dyke. She had short cropped hair and was built lake a male weightlifter. He did not want upset her.
"Yes mistress."
"Good. I have your I.D. card, you can forget your name your 442 now. You are now under state guardianship."
Tony stood and tried to speak.
"But my wife.."
Jones stood and backhand him across the face. He fell and looked up in awe of her speed and strength. He slurred through a split lip.
"Shorry missstress."
"You will find all the guards here are like me. You big strong me are no threat to us. Right now follow the yellow line to the next room."
Tony followed the line until he came to a door with a sign "Surgery". The sign had been crossed out and someone had written "Vets Office"
He knocked on the door and heard,
"Get in here now, you worm."
Tony entered the office and saw a severe looking women, she was around sixty years old, with her hair in a tight bun.
"On the table face down."
Tony did as he was told. He could hear her fumbling about about in a drawer. Then he heard the snip of scissors as his clothes were cut
away. Tony began shivering, partly due to the cold, partly in fear. He heard the snap of a rubber glove.
"Are you a virgin 442?"
Tony screamed as she shoved her index finger up his bum.
"Oh very tight, you will be very popular, for a while anyway. Turn over, quickly."
She examined his penis. Tony had tears in his eyes. He knew what was going to happen. She went to a cupboard and retrieved a chastity device. She roughly stuffed him inside and secured it around his balls and padlocked it. Tony looked down an saw a small blinking LED.
"Oh you wonder what that is do you? I'll show you."
"442 level 5 shock."
Tony screamed and fell off the table clawing at his cage.
The pain stopped after ten seconds. He looked up into the evil smiling face of the doctor.
"Most of the guards are more than a match for you male scum, but just in case, we can shock you at any time. All the buildings are rigged with microphones keyed to our voices. Outside we have remote controls to do the same job. I could shock every male in the facility with just a few words. Now do you see who has the power?"
Tony did the only thing he could think would avoid more pain. He got to his knees and said,
"Yes mistress."
He was taken to the stores and given an old tatty blue dress, a pair of pink bloomers, and a flat women's shoes. There were men at the back of the stores behind the counter sorting out bags with "charity donations" written on them. One man was folding the women's clothes, the other ripping the men's clothes into rags.
He was given a basic toilet kit with a toothbrush and soap. Then he was given a spare set of underwear, another dress and a woman's nightgown.
"Right 442, you are allocated to hut 9. Out of the door and turn left."
When he arrived at hut 9 a tall skinny woman in a black guards uniform was waiting.
"You took your time 442, I hope you won't give me trouble."
"No mistress."
"Inside now, yours in the the bed at the far end, put your things in cupboard and report to my office."
The room was like an old army barracks. Tony did as he was told and stood to attention before the guard.
"Right 442, Kneel when you enter my office in future."
Tony knelt and looked up.
"I run a tight ship. You will obey all commands or you will be shocked. Level 1 will tingle you as a warning, but level 10 for 60 seconds will give you permanent never damage. No more stiffies, ever. Do you understand?"
"Yes mistress."
Tony thought that was all he had said today, it seems that's all they wanted to hear.
"My name is mistress Makay, but never use my name without permission. Just call me mistress. You are allowed to talk to the other men when you are inside. You must whisper. There is a noise limiter , if it gets too loud you all get a level 5 shock. The work here is not difficult. We keep it simple so even males are capable of it. You will do farm work, cleaning, and work in the factory making chastity devices. If you work well you will be rewarded on Friday night, If not you will be punished. Right go get some food, then back here for bed. The canteen is in hut 1."
Tony found hut 1 and queued up with silent men holding a trays. At the counter he was served a bowl of weak thin soup with a single dry slice of bread. He sat down to eat and tried to speak to the man next to him. The man shook his head and they ate in silence.
When he got back to the hut he passed the guards office. The door was closed but he could hear her moaning. She was obviously enjoying one of his fellow inmates. He sat on his bed and tried not to cry.
A voice disturbed his grief.
"Who are you then?"
A bald man with saggy skin was sitting on the next bed.
"I'm Tony, who are you, how did you end up here?"
"My name is Sid, but don't ever use my name when the guards are around, I'm 201 then. I got caught trying to get to France. My dingy sank and I was picked up off the beach. What about you?"
"Guardianship inspector."
"Oh we have had a few of those lately. Be careful of old iron knickers in there, she can be a sadistic bitch. She's riding poor Dave's face now, she'll probably peg him until he sobs after. Oh well it will give us a bit of free time."
"Why do we have to wear women's clothes?"
"Oh, that's the clever thing. If women wore men's clothes before all this started, no one really cared. It was good for you, like they were improving themselves, being tough. Even though we used to say men and women were equal, if a man wore women's clothes he was laughed at as it showed he was weak, because men see women as weak. So they keep us in these clothes. It's hard to feel like a big strong man in a pair of frilly drawers. Well that and the crap food, that does keep you weak. get used to being hungry. "
"Well that makes sort of sense. Is there anyway out of here?"
"Not that I've seen. One man tried a few weeks back and has been sentenced to two months in the pleasure huts."
"That doesn't sound bad."
"Well I see she told you about the Friday night reward. You get to have sex. They unlock you for half an hour of fun."
"That's something to look forward to then. I'm surprised I didn't think this lot like prick sex."
"Another clever move by the Order. They punish you by dressing you up in the sexist underwear they get form the charity bags. Then they strap you down bending over a bench with your knickers half way down. Your stuck waiting for some horny prisoner to use your arse."
"There's no way I would do that to another man."
"Ha, you think not. What they do is feed you viagra before you go in. You will have a raging erection. They also stick a vibrating plug up you. If that's not enough, the plug shocks you if you don't start fucking the poor bastard in front of you."
"Oh my god, that's inhuman."
"No, that's women. They have always understood us better than we understood them. They use our own cocks against us. We punish our friends with sex. We have no choice."
Tony turned away and sobbed himself to sleep thinking of Grace.
The Order of Eve - A Visit From Sally
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This Story is set in a country where the Order of Eve, an ultra feminist party have taken power..
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested
and sent to the camps. There are random inspections on the homes of women who are men's guardians. The government want to make sure
they are kept in line as prescribed in the guardianship guide books.
Women who act as guardians pay almost no tax. Men are taxed at 70%. Any men without a job or a home are taken into "state guardianship".
This story ties in with the first two stories
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When Mary arrived home from her job as a school teacher, she found Mike digging the garden.
"What do you reckon, love will we be able to grow much?"
"We should get a fair bit of food if we use the whole garden, but it will mean losing the lawn."
"It's a wonder that the super bitches have lasted this long, it's nearly three years now."
Mike looked shocked, and shook his head. He put his finger to his lips to quieten her. The government were keen to stamp out insurrection. They were encouraging people to report any civil unrest.
They both went inside, and as Mike washed his hands he asked.
"Do you have any real news, not that rubbish that on the FBC. The BBC had been renamed the Female Broadcasting Corporation."
"Yes the riot outside parliament yesterday was almost all women. yet the news made it look like it was all men. They are pushing for even more restrictive measure. They will introduce a curfew for every man now, you can't be outside after 6PM."
"What the hell, how am I going to visit Brian for card night now? It's the only thing that keeps me sane these days."
"Not my fault love, you will have to shift to an afternoon. I'm sure you can cope with the housework as well."
"Yes sorry love, not your fault. I do love you."
Mike put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. Mary shivered , he really knew how to turn her on. She wanted nothing more than to take him upstairs and have a good session of the frowned upon "prick sex" with him.
"There's something else, Sally wants to come over tonight."
"That horrible cow! Poor Norman, I'm glad he ran. I really hope he made it. I wouldn't have blamed him if he did what Derek did, the way she treated him."
"What kill her? I know she took things too far, but she didn't deserve death."
"You never talked to Norman. I walked home with him from the shop one day. He so envied me, just because I wore trousers. She made him wear those ill fitting frocks. He complained about having cold legs in the winter, so she made him wear her old girdle and stockings."
"Well look what I have made you wear, I hope you don't want to murder little old me."
"No way beautiful, you do it with love, and you make me feel so good when we do it. I know if I said no, you would stop. You are one
sexy dirty cow."
Mary smiled, that's the only thing good about this "Women in control" world they lived in. Their sex life had improved. She lost her inhibitions,
she felt comfortable telling him what to do in bed, and Mike was loving it.
"It was the beatings that were the worse thing for him. He said she really enjoyed making him cry. That and she was pegging him every day, She said she was going to work up to a 10 inch monster. He wasn't lying, she had it up her when they found her"
Mike smiled at that.
"Do you know they are proposing we change the school syllabus? They want domestic science introduced for boys, and "man management" classes for girls. That's sick 11 year old girl's bossing around and punishing 11 year old boys. All the teachers are fighting it."
"So what does that bitch Sally want?"
"I don't know, but you know that after Norman ran off she can't get a man and she's jealous of those of us that have men. Daisy and I are
sure she reported Grace and Tony."
Grace and Tony were an old married couple in their 60's, they carried on like the feminist government didn't exist. A normal traditional marriage. One day they had a surprise inspection from the Guardianship inspectors.The next morning Fem corpse broke down their door and took poor Tony away. Grace was heartbroken, She has not had news of what's happened to him.
"So if she's coming, I'm going to have to act full on looney, extreme feminist. I'm warning you, I will have to treat you like crap while she's here. Just don't fight back."
"Can't you tell her to piss off?"
"Yes, then we will get a visit won't we. Do you want to get sent to a camp?"
Tony smiled an said,
"No mistress, I'll be a good."
"Yes, just like that, but look scared. I will have to hurt and humiliate you, but I do this because I love you and don't want to lose you."
"OK, but try not to enjoy it too much."
"Well, I won't promise."
She gave him the same wicked smile that she gave before she pegged him. It had become a regular thing now. Mike hated to admit it, but he enjoyed it.
Mary decide it would be more convincing if Mike was dressed up for Sally's visit. She dug out a French maids outfit from the back of the cupboard.
She had worn it to a fancy dress party years before. Mike knew not to argue, but felt ridiculous. The satin dress was covered with little white bows, the puffy sleeves were trimmed with white lace. The stiff petticoats made the dress stand out like a ballet tutu. Under it he wore the basque, white knickers with rows of frills on the back, and fishnet stockings. He had to practice walking in the two inch court shoes.
At 7.30 PM there was a knock on the door. Sally looked up to see Mike in all his glory. She was a little shocked. She had never see Mike in anything but male clothing. Perhaps Mary wasn't the traitor she appeared to be.
Mike did a little bob, that passed as a curtsy.
"My mistress is in the living room, please follow me."
"Hello Sally how are you, please sit down. Sissy, did you offer our guest any refreshment?"
"No, I'm sorry but I never got.."
"Shut your stupid sissy mouth, you will get ten extra stokes tonight. If you keep this up I will peg you dry."
Sally smiled at that.
"Sorry madam. Tea or coffee?"
"I'll have coffee sissy, one sugar and milk, can you manage that?"
It was nice to talk down to a man again. There were so few about now, she missed it.
"I used to peg Norman dry if he wasn't good with his tongue, if you know what I mean Mary.
Yes, thought Mary, I bet you did, no wonder he ran off.
"Well you have to keep them on their toes, don't you Sally?"
After a few minutes of chit chat, Mike returned with their drinks. He carefully served them and curtsied and went to leave the room.
"Stay here sissy, my shoes are dirty, clean them."
Mary had to keep up the act.
Mike knelt and went to remove her shoes.
"No, stupid, use your tongue."
Mike blushed, he knew how dangerous it was to show Sally he still had a pair of balls. He bent in front of Mary and slowly licked her shoes. He was aware his dress was riding up giving Sally a good view of his backside.
Sally was staring at Mike's arse. She looked like she was positively salivating. Mary was getting a little angry with this.
"Nice arse sissy. My Norman had a very spankable arse, especially when wearing knickers."
"He gets his fair share Sally, now what did you really want?"
"Well, as you know, Norman ran off. Since then I have been looking around for another man. Men who need guardians are hard to find. Many
have found a way out of the country. There are male smuggling rings apparently. These are run by sympathetic women. The blood traitors.
Some men have committed suicide of course. I know a lot of these facts are hidden, but I joined the Order of Eve, so I know."
Mary knew this, even though the government tried to keep it secret, everyone knew. She looked down at Mike.
"Stop sissy, take the cups and wash them up. Then go upstairs to wait for a paddling. Twenty strokes tonight."
"Yes, mistress."
He stood, gave a quick bob, and left the room.
Mary noticed that Sally was squirming in her seat at the mention of her paddling Mike.
"So, what did you want to say then Sally, I have a man to discipline."
"Well the party suggests I find a nice woman for sex."
"Blood hell Sally, I don't know you that well."
"No, no, I'm not a sodding lesbian, most of the order are, but the idea is revolting to me. I just want to borrow Mike."
Mary couldn't contain her anger.
"Fucking borrow Mike! So you can beat him to a pulp to get your rocks off. Peg him with a giant dildo until you split him in half? Never in a million years. If you had been a little nicer to yours, he would still be here. You were lucky not to end up like Sue. Men are human beings not animals you can torture."
Sally was take aback by the venom in Mary's voice.
"But the party said, women share, we are better than men. We're sisters."
"Get out of my house you sadistic cow, don't you ever talk to me or Mike again."
Sally rushed to the front door, she was red in the face and angry.
"Alright, well if I can't have a man, I don't see why you should!"
They both watched her rush across the road to her house.
"Oh hell, I'm sorry Mike. Did you hear what she said."
"Yes, I was still in the kitchen trying to get the dirt from your shoes out of my mouth."
"I think we're in for an inspection. You're gonna have to get used to wearing stuff like that, and me treating you like crap."
"Why's that?"
"The inspections are random, they could come at any time."
Mike hugged her.
"Oh well it could have been worse."
"How could it be worse?"
"You could have told her yes!"
The Order of Eve - The Guardianship Inspector Calls
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The story continues with the dreaded Guardianship Inspector calling on Mary and Mike. The cracks are starting to show in the new regime.
This Story is set in a country where the Order of Eve, an ultra feminist party have taken power..
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested
and sent to the camps. There are random inspections on the homes of women who are men's guardians. The government want to make sure
they are kept in line as prescribed in the guardianship guide books.
Women who act as guardians pay almost no tax. Men are taxed at 70%. Any men without a job or a home are taken into "state guardianship".
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Right Mike we have to kick it up a gear. She's bound to have reported us."
"I know love, but did you have to throw her out like that. I'd be angry if you had done that to me."
"Mike she wanted me to lend you to her. She would have got angry when I said no anyway. Unless that's what you want eh? Is it?"
Mary stood behind Mike as he washed his hand in the sink. He had been planting seeds in the garden. They were hoping to grow their own vegetables. There was a shortage of fresh food in the shops. They had seen FBC news articles showing state guardian men in tatty dresses digging in the mud collecting root vegetables. This was the solution to the shortages said the news article.
Mike pointed out that none of the men, or the women used farm machinery. He said the were probably scared that the men would drive off or drive it at the guards. Medieval farming methods won't feed a 21st century population he had said. While they both knew there were women involved in running farms, it was still another industry that was mainly run by the men that were trusted to do only the most menial jobs now.
Mary wrapped a hand around Mike's chest and the another on his cage. She hated that he had to wear it, but with an inevitable inspection they took no chances.
"Would you like to be in Sally's crusty old bloomers? Eh? Dressed in a nice old house dress with her sending you shopping. When you get back you could go down on her, I bet she misses it so much your tongue would be aching. Then she could use that ten inch dildo on you and beat the crap out of you. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Yes thank you my loving mistress, you saved me from a fate worse than, I don't know what. I'm just worried about the inspection."
"Look love, we just have to be prepared you have to act submissive and scared. I know what these bitches expect, how they think. Just go along with me and we will pass with flying colours."
"Does it mean I'll have to dress up all the time?"
"Sorry it does, You will even have to start wearing a dress to go shopping. Nothing silly just plain and simple. If they call when you're out it will look good if you arrive already dressed. I'm sorry, but this is for us."
"You know I am growing a little fond of the underwear don't you? You told me last night how much harder I get when wearing your knickers. Well how about every full day I am wearing women's clothes I get to decide what we do in bed that night?"
"If it helps your poor bruised manhood, it's a deal."
They discussed their plan at length. Mary got used to seeing Mike in her dresses, tights and flat shoes. Mike got used to calling the shots in the bedroom. Lots of blow jobs and him on top.
Then two weeks after Sally's visit, the guardianship inspector called. She showed up at the door with tablet computer and a permit to inspect. She was a short woman in her 50's, severe looking makeup, grey hair in a bun, and sensible shoes. She wore a black skirt and jacket with frilly white blouse. She was the sort of women you imagined would work in a bookshop before the feminists took control.
"Mary Hobbs I assume? I am here to perform a random guardianship inspection. Nothing to worry about, just routine. My name is Sharon Noaks. "
I bet that's what they told poor Grace, thought Mary.
"Was Hobbs your married name?"
"No my maiden name. We divorced like most couples did for the tax breaks. Now my ex-husband uses my name, as recommended by the government. Here is his I.D. card."
"Ah yes. Micheal Mary Hobbs. I see you went for the full name change. Where is this male?"
"He's shopping, he will be back shortly. What would you like to see?"
"Oh yes we can start without him I suppose, but I will need to see him. You'd be surprised haw many women try to hide their men. If he doesn't turn up in the next hour it's an instant fail. You say he's shopping? do you often give him money? Aren't you worried he will abscond? We take a dim view that."
"I give him slightly more than he needs to do the shopping, no more."
"Why more than he needs?"
"Well for some reason the prices keep going up. Inflation is at 25% now. I don't understand why though do you?."
There was an awkward silence.
"Yes it's probably all the money we are spending on border patrols and camps. Bloody men, still cause problems even though they aren't in control."
Mike had been intercepted on his way back from the shops by Daisy. She dragged him inside and warned him the the inspector was in his house. They put part of the plan into action.
Mary heard Mike open the front door. The door to the living room opened and Mike saw his wife and the inspector sitting there. He fell to his knees and bowed down to his wife.
"I'm sorry mistress, I got everything but they never had any potatoes."
"What, how can you make a stew without potatoes? You idiot, did you try the other shops?"
"Yes mistress, please it wasn't my fault. I tried all of them, that's why I was so long. Please, please don't cane me again."
"Apologize then, I suppose we can use tinned potatoes. For your failure you will eat off the floor tonight like the dog you are."
As Mike bent to kiss his wife's feet, his skirt rode up. The inspector got a good view of his backside clad in plain white cotton granny panties. She saw angry red strips across the exposed flesh at the tops of his legs. She made a note on her tablet as she saw that, he was obviously well disciplined.
"Where are your manners worm! greet our guest!"
Mike crawled across to where Sharon sat and kissed both of her shoes. Sharon crossed her legs slowly while watching Mike. He kept his eyes fixed to the ground. She made another entry on her tablet.
"I see you have him well trained. I have caught many males out with that trick. They can't resist looking up my skirt when I cross my legs."
Mary had got as much information about the inspectors questions and tricks from poor Grace. This was one of the things that Tony failed on.
"Make our guest a drink you pathetic sissy."
Mike stood and did a curtsy ,
"What would you like please mistress?"
"I don't have time for that, lets get on with the inspection. Does the male have access to a computer or telephone? "
"No, my laptop and mobile are password protected, he doesn't have a mobile. Why?"
"The sneaky bastards use them to try to plan escapes. We have clamped down on it now, nearly a third of men escaped the country. Many in the days before we took power."
Sharon stopped herself, this was not generally known by any outside the party.
Mary tried not to look surprised, she didn't know it was that many. That must be nearly ten million she thought. A huge number of the make workforce gone. She knew there was mass panic by men the morning of the election result. She never realised that many had escaped.
Her and Mike had discussed it, even now there were people smuggling operations that said they could get you out of the country. The problem was as they were all run by women making a huge profit, it was doubtful they could be trusted. They had decided to tough it out.
"Can I have a look at your restraint methods and your equipment please."
"Please follow me. You too sissy."
Mike followed the women upstairs, secretly looking up the inspectors skirt. Black seamed stockings, very nice he thought. When they reached the bedroom she showed the inspector the cage Mike had made.
There was a bucket with a lid in the corner and a hamster bottle sticking through the side of the cage for water.
The inspector smiled when she saw that.
"You are a lucky boy, your mistress takes good care of you. I've seen men left for days without food or water. Some we have taken into state guardianship due to mistreatment. You would't believe how nasty some women are to their men."
I would, thought Mary, we had two shining examples in our street.
"Is this the only restraint you have?"
Mary took out the toy box, and pulled out a pair of manacles on a long chain.
"I use these when my girlfriend comes over. We use his tongue to get us in the mood, then chain him to that bar on the wall. If he has done a good job we let him watch, if not he has my knickers over his face and hers in his mouth, Isn't that right sissy boy?"
Mike looked at the floor, he was trying not to laugh at the thought of what his wife had just said.
"Yes mistress you do."
"He doesn't like it, but it gets him very horny. I like seeing him squirm. Poor boy, his little dick all locked away."
"That's another thing I need to ask you about. How often do you allow him release from his cage?"
"Well we have a system don't we Mikey."
"Yes mistress we do."
Mike tried to look as pathetic as he could.
"I keep a book with his points in. If by the end of the week he has passed 100 points he is allowed five minutes out of the cage."
"Do you allow him to masturbate then?"
She said this with clear disapproval.
"No I do it for him."
"You do it for him, but that's.."
"If you hear me out before you judge my methods. Every night I peg him with one of the smaller dildos. He dribbles a bit but doesn't orgasm. When he reaches 100 points he has a choice. Out of the cage and I use my hand, but only when I'm behind him with this huge ten inch dildo pegging his backside. He gets his release but it is while being fucked uncomfortably with my weapon. He learns how it was for women, before we took over. Sex on our terms not his. I allow him the choice though. He went for three weeks without release once. Then he was begging me to use this."
She waved the ten inch monster obscenely in front of his face. Mike winced and turned away from it as though it frighted him.
The inspector smiled. She approved of this, using his own desire for sex against him. Most women she visited merely denied their men any form of release. Sometimes this ended badly with runaways and even murders or suicide. This women gave him what he craved but on her terms. It was a wonderful method. Her man got what he desired but was unhappy with what he had to do to get it.
She tapped her tablet, and looked at the score. Above average on all counts.
"Well Ms Hobbs, I can see you have everything under tight control. I can find no problems here."
"I know it was Sally from across the road that reported me. The stupid cow wanted to borrow my man because she had lost hers. No sense that women, she didn't understand men at all."
"I'm sorry I am not a liberty to discuss who may have reported you. I shall be off now, I have a party meeting tonight."
As she left she made a mental note to ignore all the other reports that Sally had sent to her department. She hurried back to her car worrying about the meeting. The whole system was close to collapsing, food was running out, the supermarket warehouses were near empty, fuel was nearly depleted. It was a mess. She couldn't see how the country was to continue.
Back inside their house Mike and Mary were embracing behind closed doors and curtains.
"Oh mistress you are so cruel to me!"
"I love the work Daisy did with the makeup on your backside, she made it look really painful. I like the way your swished your dress up to give her a good look while you kissed my feet."
"Well I didn't want to waste her good work. What about you? Chain me to the wall while you went at it with your girlfriend. I'd let you do it if I could watch you and Daisy."
"You'd love that wouldn't you, you pervert."
They kissed and cuddled for a while. Then Mary led Mike upstairs for a good old fashion session of prick sex.
The Order of Eve - Rebellion and Revenge
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This story ends the 6 parts of the Order of Eve series. The cracks are starting to show in the new regime the end is coming.
This Story is set in a country where the Order of Eve, an ultra feminist party have taken power..
Men have no rights and need to have female guardians to stay out of "state guardianship", which means being sent to forced labor camps.
Women are encouraged by the Order of Eve, to punish and humiliate their men. If the men fight back or refuse orders they are arrested and sent to the camps. There are random inspections on the homes of women who are men's guardians. The government want to make sure they are kept in line as prescribed in the guardianship guide books.
Women who act as guardians pay almost no tax. Men are taxed at 70%. Any men without a job or a home are taken into "state guardianship".
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The Houses of Parliament
Sara Blackthorne sat in the almost deserted house of commons. She sat in the speakers chair. The old way government was run, was thrown out as soon as she took power. The house of Lords was disbanded, she did dally briefly with the idea of a house of Ladies, but did not want any hold ups in passing laws. The queen was no longer constitutional head, she disagreed with the Order of Eve's aims. Now it was just party members making laws and seeing them put into action. It was a total dictatorship.
Only now it was a dictatorship about to be ousted from power violently. The door that once had Black Rod knocking to admit the queen, now had a violent mob of men and women forcing it open. The one remaining police guard stood, pistol in hand waiting for the door to give way. Men she understood would be angry, She had reduced them to the status of pets or slaves to women. She could not understand why women would side with them?
She thought back to how she had come to power.
Sara Blackthorne grew up angry with men from the age of 13. She had no strong male role model and was raped by a proverbial wicked uncle at that early age. She had hated men ever since. She dated a few boys in school, but they were always the weak, feeble types she could control or even physically dominate. At university she drifted into prostitution for easy money. Quickly she learned about the S&M scene. She realised the worse you treated some men the more they paid you.
Soon she dropped out and grew rich on catering for powerful men with a penchant for extreme femdom. Her best friend at uni, Debbie Barker, who studied politics, tried to talk her out of living this way. For Sara beating and abusing men for money was the ideal lifestyle.
Debbie had told Sara her idea of starting an Feminist part to appeal to the female voter. Sara spoke to some of her political slaves and quickly the Order of Eve was born. Her influence grew with the upper class political elite, who had gone to Eaton and Harrow, who love nothing more that to have their balls crushed and to be spanked until they cried.
The whole election had been rigged. She promised the men who helped a 24/7 life of slavery. They got it. They soon realised that life as a slave full time is not a pleasant thing. Short term fun is one thing, but never being able to escape is whole different ball game.
When the election result was announced, the losing prime minister, Horace Jessen, warned all men that could to flee the country. He announced on television that the Order of Eve was not just about maternity pay and equal rights. It wanted the subjugation of all men. In the five days it took the order to take power, nearly 25% of men had escaped. This had a devastating effect on many businesses.
Many of the former M.P.'s stayed at their posts to help as many men evacuate as they could. They were rounded up by the now feminist controlled police. The prime ministers two bodyguards were involved in a shoot out at Dover as he tried to flee. They killed seven women before they were shot down. The prime minister was arrested and convicted of treason and sentenced to death. Laws were quickly brought in forcing all males to be under the guardianship of females over the age of 18. Tax on working men rose to 70%, guardians could claim large tax rebates. It soon became almost pointless for men to go to work. A low paid women could earn more than a man on twice her wages.
Debbie Barker, the now deputy prime minister urged Sara to slow down. She argued that to have a society controlled by women would mean training them to do all the jobs men did. Doing all this in a year, while forcing men out of jobs would mean a chronic skill shortage. She said the laws of guardianship were too severe. She told Sara most women were not male hating dominatrix's like her. Now they had power, if they moved slowly they could make a better fairer country. This was not the way.
Sara responded by making women's magazines print articles about controlling your men. What was the best to use, strap or whip? When should he be locked in a cage? What were the best ways to use men for sex? How often should they be let out of their chastity devices if ever?
The FBC showed a report with a former news presenter dressed as baby girl grovelling and kissing the feet of a co-presenter he had been rude to a few years before.
The new laws were set out. Men lost the right to vote or own property. They were not permitted to use computers or phones. Striking a woman meant being sent to a work camp. Injuring a women meant a death sentence.
Sara was trying to normalize the abuse of men to the wider female population. For the whole it didn't work, as most women are not sadists. They are by nature nurturers. They hid behind cooperation with one another , and their partners. There were a small amount that were converted. Debbie had overheard two older ladies talking in the supermarket one day.
"I thought you made Trevor do the shopping these days Kate?"
"I do Pat, he forgot the toilet rolls. I got so angry I made him bend over and spanked him. I got a bit carried away and locked him in the cage in our bedroom after."
"So you do all that stuff do you?" Pat whispered.
"I didn't at first, but it seems like everyone does it. I don't want to be the odd one out. Do you do it?"
"Well I don't let him touch me with his thing anymore. He was always such a nuisance bothering me all the time. I have made him use his mouth on me. I told him if he does a good job I will let him out of his little cage thing for five minutes to relieve himself." Pat giggled
"Well when I was in the loo and saw he had used the last of the paper. I made him clean me with his tongue!"
"Oh my god , you didn't?"
"Yes, he said he wouldn't at first, so I threatened to withdraw guardianship. You've seen how bad those camps look on the T.V., he gave in. I told him, he was lucky I had only had a pee, or he would be getting a lot more messy."
Both women laughed hysterically.
This is madness thought Debbie. They only way we could improve the lot of women was by working with men. Mentoring them, showing them a better kinder way. Women had come so far in the last 100 years. Now this golden opportunity was being wasted on petty revenge and fetishistic nonsense.
The Victory Party
Debbie was present at the victory party. It was absolutely pathetic. The invitations that were sent out to party members told them all to wear skirts and no underwear. Debbie who knew Sara well enough, had a good guess as to why.
The chairs around the table were all fixed to the floor, they had a six foot coffin shaped box behind each one. There was five inch cut out in the padded seat and two buttons on the arm of each chair. When the women were awkwardly seated around the table, Sara spoke.
"Welcome ladies to the new world, a world where the male is ground underneath the heel of the superior female."
A cheer erupted.
Debbie thought, the rest of the world was rapidly breaking off diplomatic ties with the UK. This madness was going to last until the money ran out. There were talks of trade embargoes after only two months of the order taking power. Sara wouldn't listen. She was high on the power trip, no one could to stop her.
The last vestiges of male power are under our control. The last vestiges of the U.K. male government are under your pussies at this very moment. If you press the green button, their heads will be raised and be ready to pleasure you. If they are not enthusiastic enough for you, press the red button it sends a shock up their butt plugs.
Debbie got up and looked down the hole. She saw a terrified face looking up at her. The poor man had a bracket in his mouth forcing it open. This was to prevent biting she guessed. She sat back down and pretended to squirm in enjoyment. She saw many of her "sisters" pressing the red button constantly. She knew that Sara had given most of the top jobs to her lesbian, dominatrix friends, not to anyone that was capable of actually doing the job. What a waste!
Sara rang a bell. Out trotted a parade of male maids. The foremost being the old prime minster. He was dressed in six inch heels, fishnets, a puff ball of petticoats and a french maids dress. He was bright red with embarrassment. Behind him the others were dressed in mixture of fetish uniforms, 19th century maids uniforms or rubber latex versions of maids uniforms.
As the maids served wine, Sara explained.
"He was sentenced to death, but I commuted it to a lifetime of enslavement. I even changed his name, he's called Fifi now. I have him on call, watch."
She picked out her keys from her handbag and pressed a remote control.
Horace screamed into his ball gag and collapsed on the floor.
"Do you like it. It's prototype I'm testing. We will use them in the work camps first, then roll them out the general male population. Any women will know where there male is, just by using a GPS app. She can punish him, or call him home with a mild tingle. Horace hasn't felt the mild tingle setting yet. He's not likely to either. Fucking male scum."
She released the button as Horace curled into a ball and sobbed.
I have to do something thought Debbie. She wanted to just get up and walk away, but she knew things would get worse. She had to help any way she could.
As the night went on, the behavior of the drunken women got worse. The conversions grew more perverted. Some women were talking about getting carriages pulled by men decked out as horses. Another women said she wanted to furnish her house with men used as items of furniture. She told Debbie her guardian male was strapped to a pole at home in a rubber suit with a lampshade and a lamp on his head. She told her she often used him as a stool or a foot rest.
"Well they aren't useful for much else, are they Debbie? Oh, and I'm glad there's a hole in this seat, saves me having to get up to pee."
Debbie could hear a muffled spluttering sound coming from under the woman's chair. The poor man underneath must have been chocking.
She winked at Debbie then fondled her leg.
Debbie politely said. "No thanks."
At the end of the evening Sara rose and went to the end of the room and yanked the sheet off of a large object. It was a throne. It was a throne made up of leather clad men. They were clamped into awkward positions on metal frames, with no chance of moving. They were gagged and hooded. Debbie could see the despair in the eyes of some of the men that formed the back rest. At least they were standing upright.
"These are the men that made our victory possible. I thank them for their service. They gave me the seat of power and continue to do so!"
The crowd went wild and surged forward to join Sara on her throne. The men on the seat part must have been in danger of suffocating.
Debbie left when the sex started.
In the coming two years Debbie worked tirelessly with resistance groups. She fed them information, she helped them smuggle men out by warning them where the patrols were. She made sure all the negative information that was never reported on, was known. As deputy prime minister she tried to negotiate trade deals with other countries, she always made sure they failed. Most of the world would not deal with the new U.K. "slave state" anyway. She knew once food and fuel ran out there would be civil unrest. She even manged to talk to the E.U. and the U.N. about a possible scenario in event the Order of Eve regime were toppled.
The fuel ran out before the food. Gas lines to the U.K. had been cut by Norway due to payments not being made. The renewable sources couldn't cope due to a long calm spell preventing wind generation. This led to rolling power cuts.
RAF Alconbury, now a work camp.
As the power and the lights went off. Tony stood up from his work bench.
"Where do you think you're going 442?"
"Sorry mistress, permission for a toilet break please."
"Well as the powers off, you can't solder without it. Permission granted."
She liked Tony, he used to be an electronics engineer and had helped her work out a problem that kept occurring with the Wifi module on the shock devices. The chastity devices could be activated locally by typing the prisoner number, then the shock level. After that you just pressed the button. The preferred way was by voice recognition. This used Wifi. The sadistic guards preferred this as the poor prisoners had to listen, and wait for the level and duration to be read out, before the shock was administered. it was like waiting to hear a judge pass sentence.
She did not really agree with all this extreme feminist nonsense, but the pay was very good for a 19 year old electronics engineer that had failed her degree course. There was a huge shortage of skills in most engineering fields. Men had made up nearly 90% of the work force. She would be reluctant to admit it, but she could not do her job without Tony's help.
Tony hated helping mistress Sabrina out , but he needed all the help he could get. He was a diabetic and had been suffering without his medication. The work camp doctor just didn't care about the men's health. Sabrina had told him she could get him assigned to the factory full time and get him medication if he helped.
They we all confined to barracks within an hour. It did not look like the power would be restored anytime soon. As Tony changed out of dirty clothes he noticed something. When he took down his pink elasticated bloomers to put on the only other underwear he had, a black panty girdle. He saw the light on his chastity was amber.
"Hey Sid, let me see your chastity device."
"You want my cock eh? Got to like your turn serving in the pleasure hut did yer?"
Sid knew he, and nearly every man there hated what happened in the hut. They had all been givers and takers in that hellish place.
"No this is important, what color is the light."
Sid pulled up his pleated skirt, it looked ridiculous on this huge frame with matted black hair on his legs. He pulled down his purple lace knickers.
"Oh, it's amber what does that mean then?"
"it means the Wifi is off. When the power went off the ATS panel should have transferred power to the diesel generators. It didn't, which means there is no fuel or the thing is out of order. As men did most of the maintenance work, so it's probably not been tested in a few years. So the essential systems are on UPS backup. They won't last long. I think the one powering the Wifi has gone down.
"So how does that help us?"
"It means they can only zap us one at a time. We can escape. Thirty guards, and five hundred of us. At most they can get thirty of us before we break the remotes."
Sid smiled.
"I'll tell John, he has a score to settle with old iron knickers. She pegged him seven days straight, then sent him to serve in the pleasure hut. He fucking hates her."
"We shouldn't kill anyone!"
"Not my problem mate, come with me to coast we can get out of this shit show of a country."
"No, I think it will all end soon. I overheard the guards talking about riots and food shortages. I promise this will all over in days Sid."
"You're choice, I'm going."
John was a 6ft 6 inch body builder. He hated being controlled by those "fucking bull dykes". He had a score to settle. He burst into the guards room. Makay was riding the face of the new inmate, a small blonde man.
"How fucking dare you? 124, level 10 shock, 10 minutes."
Level 10 for that long would have practically burnt his cock off. Any mercy John would have shown ended there.
She gaped at him like a fish out of water. Nothing happened, he should be on the floor screaming . She lunged for her remote. John lifted her off her victim with one hand by her neck, she was naked from the waist down, he held her against the wall. Her eyes bulged as she tried to talk.
"You treated us like animals, we were your playthings. You think you can get away with that? You raped me every night for a week. You made me lick your disgusting pussy. We are fucking men, you filthy bitch."
Makay was turning blue, feebly beating at Johns chest. John stared in her eyes and watched the life slowly leave them as he crushed her windpipe.
Within thirty minutes the camp was in control of the men. Most of the guards had fled, a few had died. The men mostly ran, but ten of them lead four of the captured guards to the pleasure hut. It was payback time for these sadistic bitches.
Tony saw one man taking the sadistic doctor to the hut, He had his chastity cage in his hand. Most of the men had removed them using the keys in the doctors office.
"Where are you taking her?"
"Oh she's going to join the others in the pleasure hut. They are all getting these things rammed up both holes. I think we will start with level five and work our way from there. Let them see how it feels eh?"
Tony felt sorry for them, but he had been zapped enough in the last few month to know they did it for fun. They enjoyed the men's screams. So it was justice.
Tony quickly sought out Sabrina. He protected her by saying it was her who told him about what the amber light meant. John agreed he could keep her safe in the doctors office. He found a phone and called Grace.
"Oh,Tony you're alive. Thank god!"
She told him there are riots everywhere. The police haven't been paid in weeks, most had just stopped working. The county was in a mess. She was sure there would be a new government by the end of the week.
Grace just babbled on she was so pleased Tony was alive.
Sabrina confirmed she had heard rumors about it too. They found an old battery radio and picked up an emergency message from the FBC.
"The government advise all women to stay indoors. Any men outside will be shot on sight. Any women aiding men will be shot on sight."
This was it, thought Tony, this was the end of the nightmare.
The End
The door of the house commons burst off it's hinges. The security officer got off one shot before she was trampled.
Sara shouted at the mob.
"You ungrateful bitches! How can you help these male pigs. After all I have done for you!"
A shot rang out. Blood gushed from Sara's chest. She stood disbelieving, looking at the blood flowing from the wound. She saw the women holding the fallen guards pistol.
"Why?" she whispered as she fell to her knees.
"You killed my fucking husband. You and your crazy feminist government. He died of a heart attack in your work camp. He was my life. I loved him from the day I meet him. He was the kindest, most caring person on earth and you fucking took him away and killed him!"
There was a pause as Sara fell to the floor and died. The mob grew silent.
Debbie took her chance.
"Please listen to me. If you permit me I will take charge. I have been talking to the E.U. and the U.N. They will send officials to oversee a fair election. Where everyone can vote, men and women. All the laws the order made end now. There can be an peacekeeping force here if a few days. Now is the time to rebuild. Now is not the time for revenge."
The crowd dissipated, Satisfied with the death of the the prime minister. Debbie contacted the FBC, to make an announcement about the changes coming. She had a few days of hard work ahead of her. She worried about the inevitable assaults and murders that would happen now that men knew they were no longer under threat of immediate death sentence for just hitting a woman. Any woman that had mistreated her man would be living in fear.
She knew that the last two years had put the feminist cause back fifty years. Any feminist would be treated with disgust by men and most women.
Mike and Mary's House
They had seen the announcement and rang around their friends. Most of the men agreed they would stay with their women to keep them safe. When Mike rang Roger from number 7, he knew there would be trouble.
"Sorry Mike, Sharon can't come to the phone at the moment, she tied up. By that I mean tied to the bed with all her holes filled with those dildos she used on me."
Mike suspected there were problems, but Roger was always seen in men's clothes. Mary had told Mike that Sharon hated trans and crossdressers with a passion. She must have had no problem punishing Roger though.
"Come on Roger, don't do anything silly mate. You may regret it when the law is restored."
"Don't worry I won't. I have a few days to visit on her what she did to me. Then I'm stripping her naked and kicking her out barefoot and sore."
Mike couldn't argue with the need for payback. Doubtless it was happening all over the country.
Mary turned off the television.
"Well Mike you said it would be today. So you win. Whats it to be?"
"I think me on top and you in the sexy undies tonight."
"I'll throw away those dildos then."
"Let's not be too hasty love, just keep the small ones."
They headed upstairs hand in hand.
In France Norman sat outside the cafe he worked washing dishes. As he sat drinking his coffee, he wondered should he head home. Half the house belonged to him after all. It would be nice to piss Sally off one more time.