*A/N: Hello all! I had an idea that I was quite excited to try writing. The setting is a world where respect towards women is one of the most highly valued aspects in society. There is no catcalling, no unsolicited touching, no leering stares, no disrespectful sex etc. at all. Every woman is safe, comfortable, and perfectly satisfied. Except for one.

Amy is the outlier, the one woman who isn't fulfilled by the respect that men show to women. She has dreams and fantasies of being roughly used, of some faceless man degrading her and fucking her until her holes are sore and aching, and then continuing to use her despite her feeble protests

This is her adventure, the story of the secret slut in a world full of vanilla sex!

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Please!" Simon groaned above her, "I'm about to ejaculate, can I please have your permission to do it inside?" He bit out. Simon groaned in pleasure as he thrusted slowly on top of Amy, his laboured breathing indicating that he was getting extremely close.

Amy looked up at him, feeling tired, almost sleepy, as he slowly pumped his average cock inside her pussy. It felt good, but that was it... just good.

"Yes, go ahead" Amy told him, trying to feign as much enthusiasm as she could.

She felt Simon (Sim, to his friends) tense and groan hard above her, as his cock pulsed and twitched inside her, expelling his cum into her pussy.

After the final spurt had been released, he collapsed heavily next to her.

“Did I hurt you?" he asked immediately. Again. That was always the first thing he asked after they'd had sex.

"Not at all" she reassured him with a smile.

“Good" he said, satisfied, "I know I can thrust a bit too hard when I ejaculate, but always remember, even if I'm just about to cum, you can always stop me. I'd never cum inside a woman without her express, verbal permission" he declared with pride.

“I know” she told him weakly. Of course, no man would ever consider cumming inside a woman without her permission, that would be a vile crime…so why then, did the thought of that very thing turn her on so much? In this world where men never disrespected women in any way, especially in bed, why did she have these intrusive thoughts?

“Did you enjoy yourself?” He asked anxiously, breaking her out of her wonderings “If not, I can perform cunninglingus on you again? As many times as you want in fact, my tongue never tires when pleasuring a woman!” He announced, again with pride.

Amy smiled at him again, “No really, I’m fully satisfied. But, I do have to get up early tomorrow for work, so if you wouldn’t mind?”

“Are you certain? I can stay and cuddle you if you’d like? Or perhaps a massage if you’re tense?”

“No really, it’s fine” Amy replied, feeling something that felt remarkably like nausea at his words. “I really do just need to sleep” she told him.

Simon nodded, “Of course, I’ll get my things and leave immediately”

Amy went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, while Simon got his things together. He paused at the door.

“May I kiss you goodbye?” He asked, “In the most proper way of course!” He added anxiously.

“Sure” Amy replied. Simon leaned in and planted a quick, chaste kiss on her lips, and then turned and walked away.

Amy collapsed heavily on the bed, staring at the same ceiling she had been for the past 15 minutes as Sim had gently penetrated her. Slowly. Respectfully. In a way that didn’t hurt her at all.

She sighed heavily. Why did she feel like it wasn’t enough? What was wrong with her? Why did she have these intrusive thoughts of having degrading things done to her…and why did make her so wet whenever she did?

That’s it for this one! Please do let me know what you think, I’m aware that the “respect” is a little overdone, but that’s very much the point!