Project 2222 Poker Night
Part 1
This story takes place in 2222, women have lost all rights and become owned submissive sluts to men. Please read Project 2222 for more background info if you have not already.
Becca grew up never knowing who her father was. This never bothered her, as she thought her mom had done a great job raising her alone. That was until Project 2222 went into effect, because she had no father or husband she became property of the government. She worked at Gentleman's Club near the airport called the landing strip. She considered herself to be sexually liberated and was proud of her job. But the strip clubs faded as women's rights went away.
The government trained Becca to be a secretary, which was one of the few jobs women were allowed to have. She only received enough money to pay for housing and food, and no real freedom that employment typically offers.
Becca never desired to have children but found herself to be one of the few fertile women left after the virus. The government found unmarried women unsuitable to raise children. This never bothered her as she enjoyed creating the babies and being pregnant much more than the idea of raising them. This new world order suited her just fine.
It was time for Becca to get ready for her to attend one of her boss' poker parties. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her long bleached blonde hair was done up in pigtails. She thought this would make it easier for the man to manipulate her head how they wanted it. She had on heavy makeup and bright red lipstick.
She wore a black sheer button-down top, with only one button done, which was straining to contain her 34 H tits. There were wet spots over her nipples from her leaking milky tits. She wore a skirt that was a bit too short to cover her firm ass but managed to barely cover her freshly waxed pussy.
"Another great thing about this country," she thought to herself, "I love not needing to pay for slutty clothes, waxing, and makeup".