Brooke

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Though most women will gladly accept returning to our natural roles as incubators and breeding cows, some cunts will initially resist. They will correctly perceive the natural hierarchy as degrading to females and will try to escape the crawling shame of being fuckmeat and cum drains.

It will not be necessary to force these women to comply. They will simply be offered the opportunity to prove they have the same dignity as men. Thirty days in a training camp. If they make it out without voluntarily degrading themselves, they’ll be free and have all equal rights.

The training camp has several areas that women rotate through during a day. They are never forced to participate in any activity. They simply must observe for the allotted time.

One room has wall to wall large screens showing images and videos of females in degrading positions—being bound in breeding stations, hung up by their cunts on fuck posts, making stupid faces and pointing at their holes. The typical female assortment.

The room has a variety of objects. Some are simply chairs with large dildos attached to them. There are a few bitching stations with a hump pad for the cunt to rest on, high enough from the ground that a woman’s legs would dangle freely on either side. There are swings to sit in sideways, so the seat cups the pussy, with a textured fabric that feels good to grind against.

The rules are simple: the women have to watch the images without resorting to their base female instinct to stimulate their cunts.

Basically all women would make it past the first day, even if some look like they may be crossing their legs a little bit. A few fake prudes would be easily weeded out over the first week. The real show would begin at around 10 days, as predicted by scientists.

A female in this position would watch her fellow cunts succumb one by one. Maybe a prim middle aged housewife blushes as she leaves the huddled group, lifts her skirt, and sinks down on one of the bitch chairs with an embarrassing but satisfied groan. A few younger females seem eager to take this shameful display as permission to try out the swings.

The female’s horror would grow every day as women she never thought would give in start assuming all manner of humiliating poses and start humping with abandon, until they’re led out of the room by men in uniforms to get assigned to their permanent bitch roles.

Finally, it’s just the female and a short haired girl with blue highlights and a “dykes do it better” t-shirt. There are only a few days left but each feels exponentially harder than the one before. The female can feel the way her cunt lips slide wetly against each other every time she leaves the room. Even the dyke looks more and more uncomfortable.

One of the final days, the two of them watch a video of a breeding. The dyke gasps because the bitch on screen is her ex-girlfriend. They watch as the bitch crawls into a mating press, spreading her legs willingly to have the assistants cuff them in place. The screen focuses on the bitch’s face, which is bright red. It looks like her hair grew out recently.

When the man enters her from behind, the bitch’s gasp fills the entire room. The two women watch as her eyes roll back into her head as her body begins rolling with the thrusts into her cunt. Her gasps become moans, louder and louder until they’re animalistic grunts. She looks right at the camera with a vacant stare, her mouth pasted open in an O.

The last female feels movement beside her, and before she knows what’s happening, the dyke is crawling up the bitch station, her legs shaking as she hurriedly mounts herself into the same position as her ex-girlfriend. The female stares in astonishment as the dyke start humping to her ex’s breeding. The bitches moan in unison like it’s the first time they’ve experienced a satisfied cunt.

The humiliation of the entire scene breaks the last female. With a resigned groan, she approaches a pole in the middle of the room with a dildo mounted about waist high. With some effort, she manages to position her cunt over the pole and slide down, her toes barely brushing the ground as she stakes herself by the cunt.

She hears the former lesbian gasp behind her and start panting, probably with renewed shame at witnessing her downfall. The two of them and the bitch on screen moan and flail as they accept their fate.