Project 2222 (a Free-Use Story)

In the year 2222 women are the property of their male relatives until they are married, They have no rights of their own. Due to the decline in the birth rate, all abortions and birth control are banned. The infertility rate has dramatically increased, making fertile women a rarity. This has made for many unusual changes in society compared to the past.

Women are only allowed to hold one of two jobs. Secretary or Maid. Married women are forbidden from working. Once a girl hits puberty she is sent to a special school where she will be trained to be the perfect wife. She becomes public property if she fails out or is not married by 21. Most women are married because monogamy is no longer the norm. Any successful man could have as many wives as he could support. This is because God wishes to reward for his faithfulness and loyalty to Our country. All women wear collars. These collars can change color, etc., indicating what you can and cannot do to these women. Red means off-limits. Green means there are no limits. White means restrictions. Other men can view the details in an app. And black means punishment.

It was a typical day as a housewife keeping everything the way my husband wanted it. My husband called to tell me he forgot something, and I need to bring it to his office. You must obey your husband, or you will be punished. I check myself out in the mirror. My makeup is well done. My pierced nipples are visible through my too-small and too-tight sheer white shirt. My collar is glowing red. I smooth down my skirt and proceed outside.

A breeze blows up my pleated skirt in the back and my ass is on display to the entire street. Nothing is shocking about this anymore as women have no say in what they wear, and undergarments are illegal. Public nudity or dressing like a complete slut is standard. Because all children are raised along with their families in an elite and exclusive gated neighborhood where they have the best of everything. This is the new dream. I wait for the bus since we can no longer drive. The woman next to me appears to be in her 20s she's completely topless wearing shorts that are so tight and short that her ass cheeks hang out the back and her pussy lips can be seen from the front. She looks at me and gasps.

Just then the bus pulls up and the doors open. "On the bus sluts".

I climb on behind her but before I can take my seat. The driver reaches up my skirt and smacks my pussy lips hard. I catch a reflection of myself and see a black collar. I go to take my seat and a man grabs me by my hair. He bends me over his lap and smacks my bare ass with his hand repeatedly. This goes on for several minutes and my ass is now a rosy pink. It's finally my stop and I'm allowed to leave the bus.

It's only two blocks from his office. Maybe this won't be so bad. I make it to his building without further incident. I tell the doorman who I am here to see.

He says that naughty women must be punished before they can enter the building. He has me place my hands flat on his desk and tells me not to make noise as this is a place of business. He removes his belt. He gently caresses my ass and checks then he starts wailing on my ass with the belt. Red lines are crisscrossing my ass. His final blow landed on my pussy which was peaking out from behind. I yell out. I shouldn't have done that.

He quickly spins me around. He tries to pull my tits out over my shirt but not enough of them are exposed so he rips my shirt down the middle. He smacks my tits repeatedly with his hand at first then the belt. He makes sure a blow lands on each nipple. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out again. His phone rings and he sends me on my way. I step into the elevator and head to the top floor. I tie my shirt together so the knot sits right between my tits but there's only enough fabric to barely cover my nipples.

I step off the floor and am greeted by the floor secretary. She's topless and her big breasts are engorged and heavy with milk. She has a cruel-looking nipple clamp on each nipple. She is wearing a cow-printed skirt that is too short in the front her cum covered pussy is fully on display. The back of the skirt is sheer and an anal plug with a cow's tail can be seen clearly. Her collar has a cowbell attached to it now. It's glowing a rainbow color, which means she belongs to her employers.

A gentleman yells at her to bring him a coffee. She quickly complies, "Do you want some of this cow's tit milk in there Sir." He removes one clamp and watches as she pulls on her nipple trying to get the milk to flow.

"Hurray up slut I don't have all day you lazy cow" She begs him to suck on the nipple to get it flowing. "Fine, but you owe me, it's poker night tonight, you'll come over and I, and my friends will pump another bastard into your useless cunt.

"Oh thank you Sir" she replies as he takes her nipple into his mouth. Her face is overcome with serene relief as the milk touches his tongue. He removes the nipple from his mouth. Multiple streams of milk shoot into the air. She quickly grabs her breast and aims the streams into the cup.

"That's enough," he says. Then roughly puts the clamps back in place. The look of discomfort is plain to see.

My Husband comes to greet me with a passionate kiss. He drops them on the floor and tells me to bend over at the waist to pick them up. I do as I am told like any good wife does. The rise up and my ass is once again on display. The red x's are visible to all. I blush with embarrassment and shame. He scolds me and says I don't realize how lucky I have it and to be grateful. He grabs my arm and we walk towards his office.

His secretary is at her desk wearing a white blouse, it would almost look professional if not for her hard dark nipples being seen through the shirt. She rises to greet him.

"Can I do anything for you sir?" she says. As she stands up it becomes clear the blouse is her only piece of clothing. A 4-inch dildo starts to slide out of her pussy. The dildo is mounted to her chair and slick with her juices.

We continue into his office. I begin crying, "Please honey how did I displease you."

He laughs and says "Your punishment was strictly for my pleasure and enjoyment. That's women's purpose." He orders me on my knees. He pulls out his 7-inch cock. I open my mouth and he begins to face fuck me. I gag, my eyes water, and my makeup is all smeared. I fondle his balls and rub my tongue all over his dick trying to hurry things along. He pulls cock out of my mouth, a string of spit connects it still and shoots his load all over my tits. the last spurt aimed at my face. He wipes it clean in my hair. I lick the entire thing from tip to ball. I use slow-swirling licks to make sure he's clean.

He tells me to go home and get dinner ready for him, and he turns my collar back to red. "Tomorrow you're going shopping with Tom's new wife, maybe she will learn how to behave, and you will learn how easy I was on you. Oh, You are being punished because I enjoy it. After all, women are for a man's pleasure."

To be continued...