100 years in the future the world has dramatically changed. Men have taken back their rightful place as Masters. Females have been stripped of all rights.

The first overt sign was the removal of choice about being bred, quickly followed by the right to higher education. Using a computer was similarly outlawed the same day. Before women could organise, and, still reeling in shock, another law came in. Only men could vote, could run for election. Things progressed fast.

New, ever more draconian laws were enacted almost daily.

With the right to vote gone, the right to own property, to protest, to congregate in numbers followed swiftly. Nearly all jobs were designated male only. Soon after social security was abolished. It was no longer needed since all men now had jobs, forcing females to rely on a male for food and shelter.

It continued to get even worse.

Females who wouldn't display their bodies or who refused a man, any man, were sent to re-education centres, there to be stripped and branded state property before being taught their rightful place. Slavery became the punishment for any and all female crime, from dressing wrong to saying no. All males were encouraged to punish any recalcitrant female. A reason beyond a man wanting to wasn't even really needed.

Finally, a mere 4 years later slavery was made the default status of all females. Once 18 years, the only law was recompense to their owner if you made them unusable.

Offspring were raised in government creches, unaware of parents or siblings. Females needed to concentrate on serving men but it wasn't actually illegal to raise your own yet. Breeding permits to ensure racial purity wouldn't become law for another couple of years.

Emma arrived in early 2125. She was highly unusual. She wasn't registered a member of the slave sex, nor was DNA taken.

Not only did her mother know who her father was but he was part of their lives, albeit in an unusual manner.

As she grew she thrived under their care but had trouble understanding why friends were not allowed, why she had tutors instead of creche-mates, why she wasn't allowed outdoors without her father. By the time she was 12 she hated the fact she never had pretty clothes, just long pants and loose, heavy shirts, always in dark monochrome colours like her father.

Then puberty hit. Bindings became the rule. New tutors replaced the old ones and errors were punished harshly. She learned to speak slower, to deepen her voice an octave or two, to copy her fathers mannerisms. Her silky black hair was kept cropped short in a male style. She soon needed to wear a special corset with a padded waist so her budding curves were hidden. Her only respite was at night.

Always curious, by her mid-teens she took to exploring more, eavesdropping on adult conversations. She heard words like program, training and drugs as well as something about a long-term experiment her father was running. She could never overhear enough details but just enough to understand it was dangerous, possibly illegal.

Time continued to pass.

New neighbours moved in, a man with two young slaves. She spyed on them for hours, envious of their curves.

Once 18 females had to always be available for use, breasts exposed and holes ready. These two slaves looked so much better than her mothers droopy tits and flat ass. They looked tight and fresh and giggled when a Master used them.

Emma was looking out the front windows when she saw the red-haired one get used by a neighbour in the street. It wasn't an unusual sight but this time she had a clear view. He was old and fat but quickly bent Red over the new council fuck bench, which happened to be perfectly located now the hedge was pruned low.

Emma had watched closely as his swollen cock had abruptly slammed into the slaves wet hole, had imagined she could hear the squelch as he stretched her out while ploughing into her depths.

Her own cunt clenched and her hand unconsciously slipped inside her pants, stroking her untouched wet pussy. The old man had good stamina and continued to fuck her hard while mashing her tits in his big hands. One hand dropped to her ass and Emma gasped as she watched 2 thick fingers sink inside. She could hear Red squeal as she squirted over his cock, much to his disgust.

Emma knew slaves were supposed to be silent unless the Master told them otherwise and they certainly weren't permitted to orgasm without permission.

She continued to watch as he dragged the slave to the neighbours door, knocked and disappeared inside. Shortly afterwards she could hear the screams of a cunt being punished.

She scrambled to run upstairs, knowing she could spy from the attic window. Watching the fall of the whip made her wet but when weighted clamps were attatched to the slaves cunt lips she trembled, panting with arousal. The slave was splayed open, belly up, chained to a standard punishment wheel.

The weights swung, stretching her cunt flaps out with every rocking movement of the wheel, as the fat man drove his cock deep into her o-ringed mouth. Emma could see Red struggle to breath as her throat was filled by his thickness. Sometimes he just held himself balls deep until she went limp then pulled back to allow a single breath before going back in.

Master was using a flogger while he fucked her ass. The caltrops in the falls were tearing up her back and belly, blood dripping on the tiles as he worked her over.

Finally the old man ejaculated deep in her throat. As Master leaned forward and slid his large hands around her throat he began to squeeze harder and harder. Her face got darker as she struggled, unable to breath, while still pushing back on the cock filling her ass. Master's cock throbbed as he ejaculated into her.

As Emma watched the seed leak out Red's ass her own pussy was leaking copiously. It only took a single pinch of her clit for Emma to orgasm.

Half collapsing, her lassitude didn’t last long as Emma found herself dragged to the floor by her furious father, her hands still in her pants, stroking her sopping cunt. He didn't even look out the window before pulling her down the stairs by her hair, along the polished wooden floor and into her room. Ignoring Emma's screams and apologies he spat on her as he left, locking the door.

Emma shook as she tried to straighten her clothing. Her cunt was still spasming from her first orgasm and her thoughts were wild. Father had only ever treated her kindly, politely, but then again he'd never caught her masturbating either.

As she wondered if her father would still let have her small 18th birthday party that night she had no inkling how her life was about to change.

Aaron was so, so angry. He'd spent a lot of time and money over the years, making sure his daughter was known as his son so she wouldn’t live a slave life and THIS was how she'd repaid him.

Masturbating to a slave being punishment fucked like a common cunt? He wondered if her holes were always ready for use like a true slave's was. He was pretty sure of the answer after her behaviour upstairs.

He couldn't believe his scientific studies had made him try to bring up a female in the old world ways, thinking she wouldn't be a cunt. The experiment was a total failure and proved beyond all doubt females were only good as slaves, as cunts to serve their Masters.

Aaron snapped his fingers twice, summoning her mother and pushed her against the wall. Despite only being bred once her body looked older than her 40 years. He'd been uninterested in her since the breeding and had let her get away with much while he worked. Now she was a soft, saggyy titted, flat arsed set of loose holes.

His experiment had ended so there was no point in keeping her.

He may as well get one more use. With that thought he reached for his ever handy whip and wrapped the handle in his fist. Pulling his hard cock out he dropped the whip around her throat and slid in her cunt. Even with her clenching on his cock as he strangled her he could barely feel anything.

In disgust he pushed into her ass, which was still relatively tight. Relative to her cunt, that is. Not actually tight.

Aaron was embarrassed to have a slave this useless. His soft heart was the only reason he still owned her. She'd been a beautiful cunt when he'd bred her but now.... Shoving her off his cock in disgust she stumbled to the floor. He left her lying there and went to make arrangements