New laws have passed. A series of complex legal jargon that boils down to "All Women are free to breed with each other an any man, anyone, anywhere, anytime. Men have lost all rights to body autonomy and must begin HRT and a strict diet to ensure they are docile and good for Women."
My girlfriend has decided that she is going to keep me as her pet. It's just a better financial decision. She lets me know that I am loved but my inferior cock just can't compare to the strength of these women’s strap ons. They are so strong and sexy. Breasts bouncing with each thrust into her. The moans make my own member drip and leak. I’m not even able yo get hard anymore and my cock should stay like this. It feels so good to give in. I remember being large, my muscles and fat making me enough to carry heavy things. Now all I’m good for is dressing in pretty lingirie and being cucked as my girlfriend is enjoying sapphic bliss.
That’s when I see it. Her dildo so large and thick, resembling me when I was once a man. But that doesn’t qualify what I am anymore. I’m a bitch, it’s written on my collar.
I hate to admit but it feels so good to bounce on a freshly lubed dildo watching my girlfriend get railed by a bunch of hot women in leather. She even notices my dumb clitty wagging and leaning as I bounce up and down. Defeated and leaking. This is my purpose.
After that my girlfriend swore to love me forever. She keeps me in her basement locked up tight my balls being routinely beaten. It’s the only way she will let me orgasm now. My prostate beaten to a pulp by a fuck machine 24/7 until she says to stop. She’s always good at cleaning me.
My favorite is when she will rarely let my leaking clitty drip into her soft warm pussy. It’s so hard not to cum but the punishment is so much worse than anything.
If I am to disobey her and leak my runny thin cum inside of her. I will be forced to be put in absolute isolation. Away from her, away from any sensory input. Complete deprivation with one saving grace. The sound of her degrading me.
“You are such a worthless fucking pig, I hate that pathetic look you make when I squish your balls, you deserve to be castrated forever, you are less than dirt, nobody will miss you.”
“You are to give complete control over to women, you are nothing but a dog, you are a slave, you are property, you are a slut, you are a slave, you are nothing but a dog, you are property.”
After several days they will ask “what are you”
I answered “I am mommy’s good boy”
Because that’s what she told me I was. But that’s when they kicked me in the balls. The first time in so long. I kept this up for several months, not knowing the right answer. My brain grew dumb, my body soft. The catheter in me made cumming from the pain of getting kicked on the balls so much worse. They controlled my body, they controlled my mind. I didn’t talk unless they told me. I was never to cum. An orgasm is the right of people.
They ask me again “what are you?”
Through tears I say, “I am a slut, I am a bitch, I am not a person, I am property, I am a slut , I am a bitch, I am property.”
The words are my freedom. They are the only thing that plays in my empty mind anytime my girlfriend plays with me. I no longer beg to cum. If she says I do then I do. I have no autonomy. I’m so pretty now. A pink frilly short skirt that doesn’t hide anything, my clitty shriveled beyond use, a floss bikini barely covering puffy breasts, an ass prolapsed from taking whatever it’s given.
My owner now loves me so dearly, along with her girlfriends. I am the perfect example of what a good bitch should be. I love every day in this new world.
