She felt the cop's hands holding her head, forcing it back and forth with more vigour. She hoped at least he was about to cum, and then sure enough he did, right down her throat.
Ugh!
"Thank you, 7GQA9E. You may go about your business," he informed her as he zipped back up.
That's it? Forms done. Blowjob received. I can go now? Fuck! Now I have to face Collingwood…
Emily turned to Collingwood and found the grin was still present but now he had his eyebrows raised as well, implying that everything he had just witnessed had been her choice. She wanted to slap that grin right off his face, but she settled for giving him a foul look.
"Well, look at you go," he greeted as Emily stood up and came towards him. "And look at that body. All of those nights picturing you like this in my head, and here it actually is before me. Ooh, nice shave job too."
Emily rolled her eyes while wishing she had something to drink to get rid of the lingering taste of semen in her mouth. All she could do was run her tongue over her teeth while repeatedly swallowing her saliva.
"You better have some good news for me, you arsehole," she whispered under her breath, her face bright red in embarrassment at him seeing her like this.
"Is that anyway to speak to a man… err… 7GQA9E?" he replied in equally hushed tones, expecting that if the wrong person overheard what either of them were saying it could land Emily in some very hot water again.
"Oh my God, Collingwood!" Emily responded. "Do you want to face a court-martial when we get out of this mess?"
"Well, I never thought I'd ever see you like this, not to mention seeing you do what you were just doing. Can you blame a man for finding it intriguing? I saw you on the vid last night too. Wow, what brought on the change?"
Emily paled. She had hoped that no one she knew saw that, especially not Collingwood.
"Like I have a choice," she whispered. "Look at my arse for fuck's sake, Collingwood! They beat women here if they don't behave like perfect little sluts."
"Don't mind if I do. You are rather pleasantly shaped, but I see what you mean. Yes, that is unfortunate. The bruising is considerably worse than the last time I saw it. Hopefully it is on the mend now, though."
"So, what are you doing here anyway?" Emily asked, ignoring his attempt at empathy while trying her best to stand as modestly as possible so at least he wouldn't see any more of her body than necessary.
"I came looking for you, actually," he answered. "I was hoping the chaps here may have information as to your current whereabouts. I have news. Unfortunately, not a lot of good news. Perhaps we can take a walk or go somewhere more private?"
"Ok, tell me to 'Come'", Emily replied. "It's one of the bullshit rules here that I have to go wherever you want to take me if you say it."
"Consider it done," Collingwood responded, and then raised his voice a little for the benefit of any onlookers. "'Come', 7GQA9E."
He then led her towards the door, and she followed along at the customary step behind him with her hands behind her back and her heels clip-clopping on the tiles. Keeping her hands behind her back made her nudity so much harder to bear in the light of day, and almost impossible to maintain, especially in front of Collingwood. Her instincts were screaming at her to use her hands to cover her breasts and private parts, and it took constant effort to fight it. What Collingwood had just witnessed her doing on her knees to that cop still weighed heavily on her mind as well, which the continuing redness of her face attested to.
She looked back at 4NR still seated nearby. She nodded while pointing at the floor to indicate they would meet back at this spot later. Hopefully she just assumed that Collingwood was just another man wanting sex, so she wouldn't ask too many questions afterwards. Emily wasn't sure how much she could reveal to whom in this world and had decided to reveal as little of the truth as possible, including that she knew Collingwood already.
"I spotted a park nearby," Collingwood began as they walked along the street. "We should make our way there. I expect we shall find somewhere with relative privacy where we can sit and chat. I must say it is fortunate that the weather is so lovely here. Walking around in your altogether might not be so pleasant in a colder climate."
Now that they were out of earshot of any locals, Emily opened up.
"I couldn't give a shit what the weather is like, Collingwood! There is nothing pleasant about any of this," she spat back. "You make it sound like I have a choice about it. Like I'm just out for a naked stroll because it's a nice day for it? Women are little more than fuck-toys here, constantly on display to be used and abused by men as they see fit, and they made it law! Do you honestly think I have so little self-respect that I would willingly go along with it and openly flaunt myself like this in front of you, or be seen dead performing the disgusting act you walked in on me doing back there in the police station? I was ordered to do that in clear view of the rack they chained me to and caned my arse on the day we landed here! What you saw there was abuse! Same goes with whatever you think you saw last night. Any enthusiasm you may have witnessed was inspired by a drug I was given prior to the event."
"My apologies," Collingwood replied. "My intended meaning was a clumsy attempt to look on the bright side, in that if you had to do it, it could be worse. I should have realised you have not yet had time to adapt and learn more about this world we find ourselves in. Teasing you about your current predicament was insensitive and premature of me."
"Are you saying there's an upside to women being treated this way here, other than the obvious benefits to men?" Emily asked in astonishment.
"I'm suggesting not to be so quick to judge the place until you've given it a proper chance," Collingwood replied. "They are considerably more technologically advanced than us in many areas. Medical science for example. They have cures for all cancers and even have a 24-hour pill for the common cold. Venereal disease doesn't exist, you'll be pleased to hear. And that's just medical science. They are decades ahead of us in many other areas as well. Their societal structure has played no small role in all of this, I believe."
"How can they be advanced when the way they treat women is so backward?" Emily wanted to know. "I don't think patriarchal religions centuries ago were even as bad as this. How could they have leapt ahead without women being involved? Where would our world be without Marie Curie, Rosalind Franklin, Katherine Johnson? The list is endless!"
"Well, that's just it. They haven't forbidden women to do anything," Collingwood replied. "Well, apart from wearing clothes and not making themselves available for pleasure and procreation. Forgive me if that came across as insensitive again. What I'm saying is that it requires a wider view to see the bigger picture. Once you get past the manufactured social constructs and morals that we brought with us from our Earth, it starts to make sense. On Earth 1, which is what I have begun calling our Earth of origin for the sake of brevity and clarity, the centre of our social structure is the family. Here they don't have families. They don't even marry. The women instead are allotted a period of time in their lives where their primary concern is to reproduce, but they don't raise the children. Instead, the community raises them. The end result is that both sexes don't have the frivolous distractions and demands on their time that we do, so they devote more of their efforts as a whole into science and discovery. No split families and messy breakups to deal with either, so they have far fewer issues with mental health and personality disorders. Put it all together and it appears to have a cumulative effect to the benefit of humanity. That is, they identified the issues, started at the beginning, and built this world with a different foundation, which appears to have worked much better than ours. Well, assuming my assumptions about much of this is correct."
"Even if that's true, how can you not see it's completely abhorrent to treat a human being like this? They've got me wearing a collar like an animal, and I'm not even allowed to have a name, for fuck's sake!"
"Ask any woman here what she thinks of the situation. There are no complaints. It's all learnt behaviour, and I mean both theirs and ours. They've learnt this way. We've learnt another. If you look at it all pragmatically instead of emotionally, a different picture emerges."
Emily went silent at that. It was true that the women all seemed happy here. Even the young debs at Debutante still retained their smiles after losing their clothes in front of a crowd and then experiencing being gang-banged. 4NR was even so proud of her own Debutante that she had asked if Emily wanted to see the video of it just that morning, and she was certainly well beyond any age you might call impressionable.
