“Papers, please?” The guard looked bored, holding out his hand as if by rote memory, leaving it there until I had pressed the required documents into it. He scanned them as quickly as he could before handing them back and then broke into a speech that by his tone, was obvious he repeated a hundred times a day.

“Welcome to the city of Borleno. As a man, you are free to walk the streets and shop as you see fit. If you have a female companion we will need to see her papers now or else you will be at risk for jail time and a hefty fine. All females are required to be registered at the local guild house, and to have had their binding enchantments thoroughly inspected before being allowed out into public. The curfew for females is before the bell tower finishes chiming ten bells, and any females caught out after that are subject to arrest and use by the local guard’s office.”

I merely nodded as I stuffed my papers back into a hidden pocket within my vest and passed by, not really needing the speech as I had never really wanted to take a female on as my servant. I looked every bit the country bumpkin as I walked into the bustling city, neck twisting back and forth, taking in all of the fancy places that a true city like Borleno had to offer. A fine bakery, a weapons shop that specialized in enchanting, a potion shop that sold potions that could make you stronger than ten oxen.

But what really caught my attention were all of the women! So many of all shapes and sizes. In my village there were only a couple that were allowed to wander about, which was quite normal. After the queen revolted against the king a thousand years ago, leading her army of war maidens into battle, her victory had given her a reign of three years that had been nothing but brutal. For that act, when she was overthrown by her own son, women were downgraded into property. Oh sure, there were some very successful women I had heard about in books that owned business and had seven husbands, but they were rare, and mostly, now, all women were servants and if found to be without the proper ownership paperwork, they were arrested and locked in the stocks in the town square, available for use by anybody who wished. A fate that even made me cringe to think about.

Marshland, the small village where I was born and raised had a higher opinion of the finer sex, and while most did not walk around in public it was mostly for their own safety rather than a restriction. The village of Marshland might have been small, but it was on the road to Borleno and so it saw frequent travelers.

I pull out another piece of paper from my pocket, reading the name of the Inn off of it and searching the signs along the street as I make my way forward.

“You look like a strapping young man! Come on inside, I have the best pussy available in town, all for only a single silver!” A greasy looking man said, shouting at me as I passed by. I simply smiled weakly and shook my head as I continued along.

One man walked a woman on a leash, the only thing hiding her most private areas a maroon thong about an inch thick, wrapped around her breasts, then over her shoulder and between her legs. She stared at the man’s feet as he walked, ignoring the world around her.

Finally, I saw the sign with the matching words on the paper and I stepped into the building, looking around at the strange folk gathered there before finally resting my eyes on the buxom woman behind a counter at the back.

“Excuse me, I was told that I could get a decent room here.” I say to the blonde as she grins and licks her lips.

“You can at that, honey. And a little extra if you want too for a strapping young man like yourself.” Her fingers played with the collar of her shirt, pulling it down her arm to reveal more skin as I simply smiled. A large man, twice her size emerged from the swinging doors behind her and smacked her on the ass so roughly it rang throughout the room.

“Shut it Dixie. Do you have to hit on every young man who wanders into this place?” He asked, as he turned to face me. “One room is four copper. It’s clean and mostly safe, but we charge an extra copper for each female servant that stays with you.” He looked me up and down before continuing. “Although you don’t look like you have a woman. Dixie is available for evening comfort for an extra two copper.”

“Uh, here is the four for the room, that will be all that I need.” I say with an apologetic smile to the woman, but she only laughs and pulls her shirt back up.

“No worries sweetie, you probably couldn’t handle me anyway.” She turned and grabbed the room key from the wall and pressed it onto the counter. “But the offer is open anytime. Oh, and for only a single copper I’ll wash you.” She winked, causing me to blush a bit, so I turn and make my way upstairs and into my room for the evening.

It had been a long weeks journey to the city, and I had just turned twenty nine days ago. The proper age to come to the city and join the guild. I was a young man, so I was indeed hoping to make a name for myself and earn myself a handful of servant women to attend to my every need. One day.

I sigh and set my ragged sword on the floor next to the bed and my pack on the small table. Stretching my arms I make my way to the window and throw the shutters open, staring out onto the street and daydreaming of one day being a great an S rank adventurer in the guild and having a harem of pretty women at my beck and call. But it was late, and all of that would have to wait for tomorrow.

I quickly strip naked and climb into the bed, sighing in pleasure at the softness of it after sleeping on the cold, hard ground for a week, and quickly drift off to sleep. But as I close my eyes, a bright flash flickers in my room and I raise my hand to cover them as I sit up and watch as the flash gets brighter and brighter, until suddenly, it faded away, leaving behind a naked woman standing in my bedroom. She was…gorgeous.

“Uh, where the fuck did you come from?” I ask, looking over at my sword to the side of the bed. It had seen better days but I had practiced with it for years and could defend myself well enough. Yet you seemed to look as confused as I was.

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Okay, so that was a long lead-in. Not sure if anyone will be interested in the idea. You are from Earth, and transported into this world where women are nothing more than servants, and just so happen to pop into my room, the one guy who is going to give you a chance. Happy to discuss details before starting. The long intro was really to give a feeling for this world.

I do not care who your character is, or about her age, other than that it is a legal age for smut. A young woman is just as hot as a milfy type with a grade A body. My character is a young man fresh from a small village looking to make a name for himself. Really, the sky is the limit as this is a fun fantasy idea. Your character will end up a servant to my character, and we will build a world together, and you will get to learn about it as your character does.

I prefer plot over smut, but still love plenty of smut too.

My Kinks for this are: Female servitude, slow burn romance, kinky situations, our characters coming to rely on one another over time, falling in love, doing quests for the guild, learning about a new world, large breasts (A handful is perfect actually, or perhaps just a tad more), love red hair but it is not necessary, swordplay, magic, public sex, risky sex, traditional sex, sexy stare into eyes blowjobs, thighjobs, cmnf, cfnm, outercourse, large cocks and tight fits, lots of cum.

Limits: Sexual gore, we can avoid toilet stuff for this one, keep it legal

This is so off kilter, I may see no replies at all, so if it sounds interesting, please feel free to reach out and chat. That doesn’t mean you have to RP if you just want to know more!