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Free use became legal. Not quite in the way that everyone was expecting. It didn't happen in some grand bill that swept the country and made all women second class citizens overnight. It was slower, it was debated in government for years until it finally passed as an opt-in state for women.
Many women applied to be free use, many had the application done by the partner or family, all women in prison were automatically signed up. Once accepted you are issued a thick metal collar and laws regarding rape, sexual violence, indecency, theft (mostly of clothes), trespassing (of your property if someone wants to fuck you), and many others cease to protect you. You are subject to another law however, if you resist a sexual advance it is considered a grievous assault.
I didn't sign up for this new law. It's not really my thing. I watched the law get passed and felt conflicted, on the one hand it's good that women can choose, on the other hand it's just signing themselves up to get raped. But I don't really do politics. My boss did heavily hint that he would like a free use secretary but when I didn't sign up he didn't complain. I don't think he wanted the hassle of finding a new secretary that was free use. Not when Jill in accounting was free use anyway.
Thursday night: It was the time of year when I get off the bus in daylight but by the time I get to my front door it's night. I stand at my door for a minute savouring the cool autumnal air, the moon light, the fast footsteps in the leaves coming up behind me. Wait what? click
I spin around to see a man running away from me as fast as he can. Faster than me in heels at any rate, I stop running after him after a couple of steps anyway. What did he even want? He didn't try to rob me, everything's still in my handbag. He didn't even touch me. As I get in I look at myself in the mirror and remember the strange clicking noise and see one of the unremovable free use collar round my neck.
I'm sure you get the general idea. Free use/rape. I'd like to do a roleplay where I try to keep the collar a secret and you get to play all the guys that rape me. Perhaps on my way to the government office where I have to explain what's happened, or does that office not open until monday?
Anyway here's my kinklist if you want it:
Speak soon! https://i.imgur.com/Djbo99F.png
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