After so much unrest over the last few years the government fell and from that rose a new standard of young powerful men who brought about a new world of old age ideals modernised. With the new laws came women’s power and rights being stripped of them to just property of men being allowed to work at the discretion of their Husbands/Owners, Sexual slavery has been legalised but with so many more laws to ensure safety of women. While they were no longer equal they’re still seen as as the most valuable thing a man can own. The rest of the world is quietly watching on seeing how society rebuilds under this new order, which even most women have slowly come around to with emigration numbers to the country even increasing with the leaders determined to keep the balance of men and women so not to turn this into something far away from their vision. That brings me to myself, my father owned an auction house that during the turmoil of the country was used as a headquarters for the leaders of the new world with me gaining a very strong position of power. I play a role in guiding the new society, after the dust settled my auction house became something much bigger… the capital slave auction house. People from across the country came to buy and sell women under my roof we also were the place where any new slaves were brought to after turning 18 if that was the way they wished to begin their life as a woman in our society.

It was a usual day, I had some meeting lined up throughout the day. As I sat at my desk and scrolled through my emails my head of operations knocked on the door and asked me if id liked to come see our new product a very usual request as we had an auction scheduled for tomorrow. I get up and follow him along down to our product lounge where the women were allowed to relax along with their own personal rooms. I come down and it’s clear many recognise me standing tall (6’4) in my casual apparel of a crisp shirt with grey jeans and a grey suit jacket, my brown curly hair scruffily pushed to the side and my black framed glasses falling a little down my face infront of my deep blue eyes. My clean shaven face and clear skin very clearly shows my youth although in a position of such power, my body is muscular yet it’s clear I enjoy good food and I don’t take myself too seriously. I walk over to the bar and take my drink the rum and coke poured into a tall glass over ice with lime. I pick it up and bring it to my lips as I look around the room at the handful of women sat around the room all dressed very differently when I make eye contact with one very specific one…

That’s where you come in… I’m James, I’m 21, I’m a kinky guy looking for someone who finds this just as exciting, I want something longer term that we can develop further, where we can build an entire world though our rp something that we can almost use to escape, I’m all over the place so time zones aren’t an issue. I’m happy to tweak anything and I’m open to most kinks so don’t hide anything you won’t be judged I promise. I don’t just want sex from this I like a lot of build up and depth so please buy into this and build a story with me naturally. If you’re interested just dm me and say hi and give me a little description as detailed as you like, I’m not gonna ask for paragraphs or a minimum word count just come and say hi, let’s see if we click and how much fun we can have together!