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If you send me a message from Storiesonline.net it will send an email notice to my email. The anonymous message feature on Storiesonline.net protects your email address and my email address. I hope you enjoy the story. ** Delores Throckmorten 2: Amy Young Classroom rules for teachers and girls in grades K-10: Always be respectful of all males. When a male enters the classroom, greet them with, -Hello, Mr. (name) -. If an adolescent boy enters the classroom, greet them with, -Hello, (and their name). - Always smile, be approachable and give hugs when a male, no matter his age, does something for you or complements you on your appearance. Eyes forward, sit up straight in your chair, hands clasped together on the desk unless you are taking notes, feet together, pay attention to your teacher. A teacher must never ask her female pupils to do something that she wouldn -(TM)t do herself. A female teacher must always lead by example. Show your enthusiasm for the Patriarchy by raising your hand to be the first to try new things. Believe in yourself, know that you can accomplish new tasks assigned by your teacher. The Patriarchy is counting on you. Work and play with your female classmates in a manner that is pleasing to the Patriarchy and the males watching you. Your teacher will be grading your enthusiasm. Girls, what happens in class gets reported to the Female Thought Police by your teacher on a daily basis. Teachers, your female students are encouraged to report you to the Female Thought Police if they think you are not enthusiastic enough. Bottom line, always be sure to show your enthusiasm for the Patriarchy. ** The school bell rang and the male supervisor of janitor services opened the desk drawer. Mrs Amy Young crawled out of the drawer. She stretched and smiled at the teen, fresh out of high school. The teen had his pants and underwear off, his cock was stiff, sticking up at an angle. Sometimes the teen wanted his cock suck and other times he didn -(TM)t, just depended what mood he was in. -You know what to do my favorite mouth cunt! - the pimply faced boy smiled as he stood there with his hands on his hips. Amy smiled back and got on her knees. She could tell his cock smelled of ass but who -(TM)s ass? It didn -(TM)t matter. -You are so fucking better at sucking cock than my mom, fuck! - the boy moaned as Amy deep throated the cock. Amy hurried home as she wanted to be get there before her three daughters got home. Her six year-old son, Bill Jr, would be dropped off at the house soon so she had to hurry, she was always hurrying. Amy got home and flung her purse and backpack in the sofa and went to the PC. She took to the note out of her pocket and looked at it. It read, -FemX - with an IP address. She found the crumpled note in the wastebasket in the front office. She typed in the address with shaky hands. She caught herself looking over her shoulder but she was the only one at home. The browser on the desktop suddenly went secure, then the site came up. -Would you like anonymity? Y/N, Amy sat there staring at the screen then typed Y. her heart was pounding something fierce. If this was the site she had heard about in gossip, then this was so illegal. Hello A568, thank you for joining the discussions in progress. -~Oh fuck -(TM) she thought as the screen rolled up. -We are not animals - scrolled up the screen by A1001. -Our boys are taught that all females are animals - A2050. -We are 65 percent of the world -(TM)s population, males should treat us with respect! - A3030. Amy looked over the screen and saw the blog section. It read, New blog post by Delores Throckmorten. Amy -(TM)s heart skipped a beat and her mouth went dry. The legend. She couldn -(TM)t bring herself to click on the tab...what if? The she instantly felt ashamed. Watching the scrolling up the screen Amy remembered the women and girls she had a reported on over the years. The women here were just like her, conflicted with supporting the Patriarchy and exercising personal freedom. The women and girls she reported on deserved it, or did they? Amy closed out the website and looked over her shoulder again half expecting a knock at the door with the Female Thought Police standing there. ** Amy quickly changed into her homemaker apron, that is, she took her clothes off, including her bra and panties and put on her black thigh stockings with six inch pink stiletto -(TM)s. Her daughters came into the house and went to their room they shared. Jessica, fourteen, Jenny, eleven, and Julie, nine. The girls changed into their homemaker aprons also, that is, they too took their clothes off, no bra or panties, put on black thigh stockings and four inch pink stiletto heels. The four of them looked the same, father liked that. They had dinner almost prepared when Bill Jr, their six year-old brother, came running into the house. Amy and her daughters went to the living room, lined up side by side and bent over at the waist. Bill Jr walked behind them and slap their ass cheeks with both hands, laughing as he did so, then he would spit on their ass. The girls would smile and turn to kiss their little brother on the lips. Amy took his jacket and back pack from him and she too kissed him on the lips. Amy was little worried because at some point Jr will want to do more than just slap their ass and spit on them. The girls set the table for two, for their father and brother. Amy was the only one aloud to talk but the girls knew the daily routine. The girls could only talk in their room and nowhere else in the house. They were to be seen and not heard. With the dinner on warming plates, there was only one thing left to do, Amy and her daughters went to the dinning room and stood facing the wall, their noses just touching the wall and they waited for father to come home. If Bill Jr wanted something or cried out, it was up to Amy to take care of it, the girls had to stay where they were. Finally father came home. Amy and the girls came out of the dinning room and kissed their father on the lips as his welcome home from work kiss. The girls quickly set out the dinner for their father and brother and then stood facing the wall again. Amy got on her hands and knees and crawled under the glass top table, facing her husband -(TM)s chair, and waited. Bill Sr and Jr finally came to the table to eat. Father set Jr in his chair and then sat in his chair. Amy got to work unzipping her husband -(TM)s pants and pulling down his underwear. Before she put his cock in her mouth she wondered where it had been today. After fifteen years of marriage she had gotten used to his fantasy -(TM)s and whims. One was sucking his cock every night under the glass dinner table but what he really liked and always got him rock hard was when she talked to his cock. -What can a female -(TM)s mouth be used for? - Father asked. Jr. replied, -A cunt, daddy. - -How many cunts does a female have? - -Two daddy. - They started eating. Jr watching the top of his mother -(TM)s head. -Have you -(TM)ve been a naughty boy today? - she said to his cock. -Did you visit your secretary -(TM)s anus, maybe? - She kissed the tip. -How about another mouth cunt like me? - she kissed and licked the length of the cock. -How about an office cunt? - She sniffed it, then ran her face all over it. -You smell of wonderful perfume. - Then she deep throated the cock. -You taste of ass and cunt, I hope you fucked the shit out of those bitches today. - And Amy started sucking it. She momentarily stopped. -How many bitches worshiped you today? - She licked the top of the cock. -Do they worship you like I do? - Then she deep throated the cock. Father was a mean one, but he did take care of Amy and the girls, they wanted for nothing. -What is your mother? - -A cunt. - Amy kept bobbing up and down on the cock. -What are your sisters? - -Cunts. - -Very good. - She wondered when Jessica would replace her under the table, it was only a matter of time, she was fourteen and father had taken her virginity on her birthday while she watched from the side of her marital bed. He wasted no time with her. Sure she was jealous at first but last couple of months she had gotten used to it. He had mentioned to her that Jessica would be replacing her under the table, he didn -(TM)t say when though. Jenny and Julie of course couldn -(TM)t be touched until they were fourteen. They could watch everything, be sexualized, could be taught to do anything but no cock in their mouth, cunt or anus until fourteen. For that, Amy was thankful. She made sure that her husband didn -(TM)t cum during dinner, she was to -warm - him up so to speak for later when he was with Jessica. After dinner, Amy and girls would eat in the kitchen, without saying a word then they would clean up and then there was an hour of TV time before homework. Amy and her daughters were not allowed to sit on any furniture in anywhere in the house, except in their bedroom. Animals didn -(TM)t have the privilege of sitting on anything. Jessica, Jenny and Julie sat on the floor in front of the TV. Bill Sr sat in his recliner and Jr sat in his little recliner. Amy sat on the floor next to Jr who played with her hair and sometimes he would spit on her head. A commercial came on: -Need to retrain the females in your household to keep their enthusiasm for you and the Patriarchy? Has your cock had a hard day at work and is in need of tender loving care? Do your females need to retaining in non-verbal ques such as snapping your fingers? Do they properly greet you at the door with a French kisses? Give us your females for the week and we will fine tune them for your pleasure. - The scene had a mother and her two daughters laughing and smiling as they ran to the front door to kiss and hug their father and brothers as they walked in. -Remember, a compliant female is a good female! - After TV time, the girls did their homework in their room and then it was bed time. The girls came downstairs and kissed their father on the mouth, sometimes the kisses were long other times short but almost always, it was a French kiss. The girls did the same with their little brother, a French kiss for him, but Jr like to spit too, and so Jr spit on their face just after they kissed him. The girls smiled and thanked him. They were in for a busy week. There was the book burning tomorrow evening at the school sponsored by the Female Librarians Association. On Friday, there was the father/daughter dance hosted by the school All Souls Catholic Church at the Little Dolls strip club. The dance was for girls who were fourteen attending with their father. Amy had an appointment on Thursday afternoon to take Jessica in for a fitting of the skimpy gown father had picked out for her. Amy also wanted to get Jessica -(TM)s hair done and a mani/pedi for her. One of the things that the church asked mothers to do was make hotel reservations for her husband and daughter for the after party next door to the club. The high school would provide photographers for the event. The club would be set aside for the dance and the female employees would be sent home for the night, missing out on a day of pay. Jessica and her classmates were learning stripper pole techniques at school. Catering services for the club and after party would be provided by the Women -(TM)s Church auxiliary. ** Amy picked out the book on the hallway bookshelf to read to the girls before bed time, as she did every Monday evening. The bedtime book series were printed by the Patriarchy. This one was titled: Belle and the Dog. King and Belle make puppies. The book was written about fifty years ago and published by the Females for Patriarchy. The cover of the book had Belle on her hands and knees, smiling, with a dog collar around her neck and a blue leash being held in the jaws of a very large dog. Jenny and Julie were already in bed. Jessica had her see through nightie on and was standing by the bedroom door. Amy sat down on the edge of the bed and showed the book to the girls. Julie, the nine year-old asked. "Can girls really get pregnant by a dog?" "Don't be a dweeb!" snorted fourteen year-old Jessica. -How do you know? - asked eleven year-old Jenny. -Girls, girls. It doesn -(TM)t matter if a girl can get pregnant by a dog. This is a wholesome family story approved by the Patriarchy. But most importantly, what is the pecking order of a household? - The three girls said together, -Father, brother, dog, female. - -What kind of dog? - -A male dog, - the girls replied. -Just remember that when you start your own household and your husband has a male dog, that dog always eats before you do. - Amy was thankful that they didn -(TM)t have a dog period. She had heard that the Patriarchy was working on breeding dogs with a higher intelligence so that the dog could reason things out on their own. -Mrs Braxton said that father, brother and the dog should always get the choicest cuts of meat first, - Jenny said with an air of authority. -That -(TM)s right darling, we need to keep our males strong. - smiled Amy. -Now let -(TM)s start. - Amy opened the cover of the book. She had brought the book when Jessica was two years-old. It had been years since she read it and didn -(TM)t know why she picked it now. She started reading: -There are many different realities in our world but the only reality that matters is the reality presented by the Patriarchy. In this wholesome family story is fourteen year-old Belle who is lonely and living her father. Her father hadn -(TM)t taken her virginity yet and she had no boyfriend. Belle stayed home after school and never went out with her friends. But on this day, Belle noticed a dog sitting in her front yard. She walks out the front door looking at the dog. Their eyes met, a rush of attraction instantly passed between the two and Belle -(TM)s future changed forever. - Julie was smiling, -So it was love at first sight? - -I thought only humans could fall in love at first sight. - Jenny said. -People fall in love with animals all the time, - Amy replied then turned the page. -Taking pity on the poor dog, Belle leaned over to see the name tag on his collar, King. Hello, King, smiled Belle. At this King sat back on his hind legs and put his front paws on Belle -(TM)s shoulders and licked Belle on the mouth, his long tongue lapped at her mouth. Momentarily taken aback, she -(TM)d only ever kissed her father, and now, here was a huge dog with his paws on both her shoulders showering her with kiss and licks on her mouth. Before she knew what she was doing, Belle licked back at the dog with a growing lust that she felt deep inside. - -That -(TM)s known as a tingling sensation in your stomach, - Jessica said. -Yes, and its also known as the fire in the belly, an uncontrolled female lust, - Amy added as she turned the page. -With King standing on his hind legs Belle gasped in shock and wonder as King -(TM)s doggie cock grew erect and swelled right before her eyes. She had never seen anything like it before, at least ten inches long and an inch in diameter. - -Mrs Anderson has different types of dildos in our class room and ten inches is pretty long, - Julie said. -Yes it is! - smiled Amy. She continued: -King was panting and wagging his tail as he looked at Belle. King had found a possible mate and he was not going to let this chance pass him by! - Amy turned the page. -Belle -(TM)s father had taught Belle at a young age that males need relief if their cock was stiff and hard. -~A hard and stiff cock was a sign that a male is glad to see you, he told Belle on more than one occasion as he took his cock out of his pants. He was also fond of reminding her that a female mouth was her second cunt. -(TM) So Belle got down on her hands and knees and nuzzled her head between his thighs and started licking and sucking King -(TM)s cock. King howled in pleasure as Belle took his cock into her warm and delicate mouth and licked the length of it with her soft tongue. - -Our sex ed classes say the same thing about a male cock, - Jessica said. -I guess it is the same for male dogs. - -Well, - Amy replied. -He is a male and gets the same rights as other males. - Amy turned the page. -Belle stood up and looked around the neighborhood making sure nobody was watching. She took King by his collar and pulled him inside her house. Her father was still at work which she was thankful for. As she walked into the house she knew her panties were soaked as King was trying to work his snout between her legs. Belle walked into her room with King sniffing between her legs, Belle started giggling as she closed the bedroom door. -~That tickles -(TM) she laughed. King started getting more aggressive. -~Hold on, King, I don -(TM)t want you to rip my panties! -(TM) she giggled as she slid her damp panties off. -That would be awkward to explain to Papa how come these expensive panties were torn. - As soon as her panties were off, King pushed Belle to the floor, thus giving him access to her feminine sweetness. King went directly to work, licking at her cunt and clit like a starved hound. - -Mrs Cleary showed us video on the internet about dog and female scent competitions. - Jessica stated. -What -(TM)s that? - asked Julie. -Households where there is a male dog, can sign up for scent competitions where a female of the household is selected by the males for the competition. The female is naked and let loose in woods and the family dog has to track her down. Prize money of up to a million dollars can be made if the female can elude her dog long enough to be the last one caught. - -Is there an age restriction on the female? - asked Amy. -None that I can tell. I mean, there were little girls to grown women in the video, didn -(TM)t seem to matter. - Amy turned the page and continued: -King licked Belle -(TM)s clit tenderly, driving her to greater ecstasy. Belle moaned in pleasure as King prepared her for mating. In response to the tongue lashing on her clit, Belle -(TM)s heart pounded from the excitement and she opened her legs wider for his tongue. - Amy turned the page: -Belle took off the rest of her clothes, her blouse and bra but left her white thigh stockings on. As she sat up, King brought his snout to her breasts and starting licking her nipples in a loving display of affection. His doggie kisses simply made her feel wonderful. Nobody had ever done this to her before, not even father, and now, here was a dog. Belle looked at King as he licked her nipples and she felt a growing need between her legs, an emptiness that she desperately needed to be filled. The fourteen year-old Belle put her hands on Kings head and said, -~So this is what love feels like, not the wham, bam, thank you ma -(TM)am kind of love, she smiled at King. -(TM) - -So girls can fall sexually in love with a dog? - asked Julie. -Of course, we can, silly, it says there in book that mom is reading, - Jenny laughed. -Remember the pecking order girls. The Patriarchy considers all females as animals, with animal type lust between our legs. - Their mother replied. -It is this lust that drives men and boys to do crazy sexual things with us. - Amy turned the page: -Belle was so ready to give herself to King. She turned over on her hands and knees and looked over her shoulder. She wondered if it would hurt when he popped her cherry. Belle always thought growing up that it would be her father that would take her virginity or another boy in her wedding night fantasy. King bounded up behind her and put both paws on her ass cheeks and barked twice. Being in this position felt so right, thought Belle. King barked again pushed his cock deep into her cunt. - Amy turned the page, she had the girls attention. -Belle gasped as King -(TM)s cock slid easily into her. For a moment there was pain as her hymen broke, she smiled as she was no longer a little girl, but a woman. Now with his cock snug inside his new mate -(TM)s cunt, King relaxed and began to hump her over and over again. Belle took the full weight of King on her back as the dog barked his approval. She could also start to feel his cum dripping from her cunt. Soon the two lovers were rocking together in perfect harmony. To Belle it felt so good as King rode her like an animal, his doggie slobber dripping from his perfect tongue onto her back and neck. Belle looked over her shoulder at King and smiled, she had waited so long to find true love and here was a dog who took her virginity and made her a woman. - Amy turned the page: -As Belle -(TM)s and King -(TM)s passion increased, so did speed of their fucking. Belle rolled over on her back as King repositioned himself above her. King bred his pretty bitch with hard thrusts that released millions of genetically modified doggie sperm into her perfect womb. - Amy had also heard that the Patriarchy was doing just this, working on ways to genetically modify a dogs sperm so that the dog could get a human female pregnant. Amy shuddered at the thought of popping out puppies or watching her daughter -(TM)s pop out puppies. -What -(TM)s wrong, mother? - asked Julie. -Oh, nothing, -Amy smiled and continued reading. -Belle looked up at the lustful dog, his dog slobber dripping onto her face and suddenly everything made sense to her. In King, she -(TM)d found her destiny, her purpose in life. As he slid his wet cock in and out of her cunt, she knew that she wanted to give birth to his children. Smiling up at King she had a wicked thought that she hoped all the puppies would be males so that she could show them love and affection as they took their turns with her. - Amy turned the page: -Belle rolled off the floor and gently pushed King onto his back. She climbed atop her lover and slid down the length of his swollen cock. She started bopping up and down on it, driving it deeper into her womb. King came hard inside Belle, filling her with his doggie sperm. He -(TM)d never had such an eager and willing animal before, and he barked in wonderous satisfaction as the next generation was planted deep in her fertile womb! - Amy looked over that girls, she had their attention. She turned the page: -Their passion finally subsided, King jumped on her bed and settled down for a long restful nap. -~Just like a typical male, -(TM) smiled Belle as she watched his cock slightly deflate with doggie semen oozing out of the tip onto her blanket, she laughed as she thought of the wet spot she would have sleep in later. Belle sat back and pondered just how much fate had changed her, what if she hadn -(TM)t walked out the front door today and saw King? What if King had moved on instead of sitting in her yard? One thing was for certain, she was in love with King. Amy turned the page: -Her father accepted King into their home and never gave his young daughter a disapproving look. Of course, her father and now King got the choicest cuts of meat and she cleaned up after them and kept a tidy house. Her father never got upset when he heard them having sex at all hours of the day and night, both of them barking in unison, the flesh slapping noise coming from the bedroom. He walked in on them one day as they were ass to ass, King pumping his doggie seed into his daughter, Belle with her eyes closed and a dreamy look on her face. The dog looked at her father with what seemed like a smile on his snout. He blushed and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him. - -Father would never do that if he saw one of us with a dog, - Jessica said. -Well, Belle -(TM)s father was being respectful of new couple, - Amy replied. -Do you think father would get mad if he saw you mating with a dog, mother? - asked Julie. -No, he wouldn -(TM)t and he probably wouldn -(TM)t get mad if either of you were mating with a dog. - -Why wouldn -(TM)t he get mad? I mean he would be sharing us with a dog, right? - Jenny asked. -Remember girls, the Patriarchy considers us no better than animals and male dogs are above us. If your father saw one of us mating with a dog he would see that as the natural order of things. And he would be within his rights to join the dog if he wanted. - Amy continued: -It was two weeks since Belle brought King into the house and her belly began to swell. Her father knew that the gestation period for female dogs was 60 days so he surmised it would be the same for his fourteen year-old daughter. He also knew there would be a scandal if his daughter and King weren -(TM)t married, he would have to explain to the Patriarchy why she looked pregnant and not married. The Patriarchy frowned upon girls and women who became pregnant out of wedlock, whether by a man or boy or even a dog. - -Aren -(TM)t there special breeding centers for women who are convicted of not supporting the Patriarchy? - asked Jessica. -Yes, there are, - replied Amy. -I thought all women and girls were sent to re-education centers if they were convicted of not supporting the Patriarchy. - Jenny said. -For the most part yes, but there are women who just can -(TM)t be re-educated and so they are sent to breeding centers to produce baby girls and in some cases, baby boys. - -But always more girls than boys, right - asked Jessica. -I suppose so, - replied Amy. She thought back to that comment on the website about females being 65 percent of the world -(TM)s population. Amy turned the page: -In a special ceremony at the church and with Belle on her hands and knees, her father walked her down the aisle to a waiting King at the altar. He handed Belle -(TM)s leash to King who took it in his mouth. It was quite the ceremony and party afterwards. The whole town came out and congratulated the newlyweds, but the men were more interested in the genetically modified male dog than they were in Belle. The women and girls stayed away from Belle as none of them wanted to know what it was like being pregnant with puppies. Belle finally made her father a grandfather, as she gave birth to two pups, both males. The puppies had their mother -(TM)s eyes but their father -(TM)s cock and suckled from Belle -(TM)s breasts. King and Belle lived happily ever after or did they? The end. - Amy closed the book. From the master bedroom, Bill yelled out, -Jessica get in here and bring that bitch too! - Amy shrugged her shoulders, Jessica would be sleeping with her father tonight. -Good night girls, - smiled Amy. She and Jessica walked out of the bedroom, the bedroom door had long ago been removed. Bill was laying in bed, the covers thrown back, his cock was rock hard and laying on his belly. Amy got the lube off the night stand and Jessica bent over. Amy put lube on her middle finger and put it in her daughters anus, rubbing the lube in. -Ass to mouth tonight, - father announced. That meant that Jessica would impale herself on his cock, bounce up and down five times, pull off the cock and let her mother lick the cock clean of her ass, then should impale herself again. Father would cum after about 25 or 30 strokes of her anus, filling her anus with his cum, then Jessica would move off the cock and position herself over her mother -(TM)s mouth and push his cum out. Mother and daughter would swap the ass cum back and forth about a dozen times before they would swallow it. Amy would to and stand in the doorway of the bedroom and watch as her husband fucked his daughter every which way. The next morning Amy waked her girls up. -Well, girls, - Amy said looking at Julie and Jenny, -Today is a big day for us, it -(TM)s the first annual book burning bonfire. - -We know, we -(TM)re very excited about it, the whole class can -(TM)t wait! - Julie smiled. -The librarians came by our classroom yesterday handing out books from female authors. They said these women were lowlife scum bags and their books needed burning. - -I -(TM)m gonna rip out each page from my book one at a time and then wipe my ass with it, - Jenny replied. -Well, - Jessica smiled, -In art class we took three female mannequins and dressed them up to represent three female authors from the 1800s. We -(TM)re gonna hang them from the school asphyxiation scaffold. - -Ohh, that will be cool to see! - Julie said. The school asphyxiation scaffold was used to hang female mannequins dressed up in the likeness of a female. If a female fell out of favor with the Patriarchy, the mannequin was dressed up like the real life female and hanged in during a school assembly. The female could be a mother, teacher, somebody on the national scene, any female young or old. Normally, the female in question was convicted by the Patriarchy and sent to a re-education center, thus the hanging. ** Amy stood at the classroom window looking at the girls pathfinder -(TM)s troop building up the logs for the bonfire. They were being supervised by a librarian. You could always tell a librarian as they had their hair in a top knot. She had been outside earlier and happened to notice the girl -(TM)s writing on the logs. Things like, -Die Bitch! - -Burn in hell, whore! - -We hate you! -. Amy shuddered. She thought back to the website she looked at yesterday. Delores Throckmorten -(TM)s blog was the most prominent but there were others. Amy could never be so bold as to write a blog, getting caught by the thought crime police was just too great. The girls pushed the hanging scaffold into position and then went to work fastening three nooses. Others worked on the podium where the president of the Female Librarians Association would give a short speech to start the festivities. -Hey cunt mouth! - the teen supervisor said. Amy looked around, the boy was standing in the door way with no pants or underwear, his cock was stiff and angry looking. The boy snapped his fingers and pointed to his cock. Amy shrugged her shoulders, how could a pimply faced skinny kid have such a long cock? Amy knelt before the boy in the hallway, put her hands on top of her head, opened her mouth to suck the cock. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock as the school bell rang and the hallway filled with chattering girls. -Hi mom! - It was Julie. Amy had long ago gotten over any shame and embarrassment of sucking cock in public. The teen was her supervisor after all and nothing she could do about it. After dinner, Amy and the girls got dressed for the bonfire. It was going to be in the upper 80s this evening so the dress code would be sling shot bikinis for all females, regardless of age. They went out to the car, father already had the trunk open. Amy crawled into the trunk, then Julie who laid on top of her, then Jessica with Jenny on top of her. -Look at our fucking animals, - he said to Jr who was standing next to him. -Don -(TM)t they look beautiful? - -Yes, father. - Father closed the trunk. It was a 20 minute ride to the school. Father stopped the car and got out. They could hear him take Jr out of the car seat and shut the door. Father had a habit of leaving them in the trunk when they got to their destination. In the summer time is hard in the trunk because of the heat. They knew though that father would have to open the trunk so they could participate in the book burning. Fifteen minutes or so later father opened the trunk and they crawled out. Other cars were driving in and the trunks were opened to let out females. The book burning rules were that all women and girls living within the school district had to participate, whether they had anything to do with school or not. If the family had no girls the mother still had to participate. Tonight Amy was given a pike with a woman -(TM)s head on it and the name -Surrey - in big letters under it. Under the name was two books written by the woman, one called -Women Voters - and the other -Women first -. Jessica and her classmates had the 3 mannequins ready to go and Julie and Jenny were with their classmates clutching their books, smiles on their faces. Marge Snyder took the podium. Her hair was in a top knot and she also wore a sling shot bikini except her very large breasts were straining the material, her nipples almost poking through. Marge was 46 and had been working as a librarian since age 15. Every year she had an extensive background check and special training to be employed as a librarian. Working at the library building, she and the other girls and women, who were librarians, were exposed to books with dangerous thoughts and ideas written by female authors over the past 500 years. The Patriarchy needed to be sure that Marge and others like her remained true and faithful to the Patriarchy, that their enthusiasm could be counted on. At 16, Marge started to methodically work her way up to presidency of the association within her state, secretly working with the thought police to turn in women and girls who she deemed as standing in her way. At age 30 she was named president of the association for her state, the youngest female ever. For the past sixteen years she put women into positions within the association whom she had blackmailed with pictures and video, women with pre-teen boys and girls under fourteen. These women would do her bidding, would owe their loyalty and employment to her. Marge controlled every aspect of the library operations within her state, from the hiring and firing of female staff, to working school districts to support the Patriarchy agenda. Marge was a wealthy single woman. Using funds from the library she bought into neighborhood prostitution rings, funding their activities, purchasing houses and vacant buildings within their neighborhoods to be used as brothels. She made 20 percent of the weekly intake. Marge had the top floor of the twenty story library building converted into a -playroom - with two dance stages with poles, a bar on side, comfortable sofa -(TM)s and recliners plus a BDSM area. The floor of course had a view of the city and had mirrored windows, preventing anybody from snooping on the room but more importantly she placed video cameras in and around the floor, the feed going directly to her office computer. To keep the Patriarchy satisfied and away from her activities, she secretly organized underage non-penetration orgies in her playroom, inviting state and local officials, higher ups within the police organization, powerful business men, male celebrities, and clergy from the different religious organizations. The only thing not allowed at these orgies was penile or digit penetration of the underage participant. The penalty was death for the male, regardless of the rank or position of the male. As for females, they would be re-educated, females of any age were too valuable to the Patriarchy to be put to death. A female could always be repurposed and Marge saw that as a win-win for her if she were caught. The underage participants were the daughters of the women who worked for her, who owed their loyalty her. During orgies, the mother -(TM)s worked as servers, tended the bar, kept the floor free of hazards and sold their daughters an hour at a time to the important male patrons. Marge made 51 percent off the girls and the mother -(TM)s split the difference between them. She was always looking for new and exciting businesses in which to invest her cash. -Hello, gentlemen! - she said the standing room only bleachers. A roar went up from the bleachers and the females out on the field. A dozen librarians were walking in the crowd of females watching for what class would be the loudest and most engaged in the proceedings. Awards would be handed out on Monday. The more degrading, disgusting and loud the classes were, the better. -Thank you for attending the first annual book burning! - The women and girls cheered, waving their books and spiked heads. Amy was caught up in the cheering. -We couldn -(TM)t have done this without the blessing of the city Patriarchy, the church, the school and especially our males! - Susie looked at the women and girls before her. -Repeat after me girls. Spoil him girls. Forget this so called new age shit! If your male is hungry? - -Feed him! - the girls yelled back. -Is your house a mess? - -Clean it! - they yelled. -His clothes dirty? - -Wash them! - they yelled. -He's had a long day, girls, rub his back and give him some female tender love and affection! Our mouths should have no strings attached. - The crowd of males yelled their approval. -There is absolutely nothing wrong with catering to your man! Do not let some new age bitter female bitch tell you otherwise! - A cheer went up from the girls. -To get the action started tonight, we have nine year-old Sally Beerman. Sally was selected by the Patriarchy to light the bonfire because she turned in ten women and girls to the Female Thought Police during last month -(TM)s purge of unruly females who don -(TM)t support the Patriarchy. - A cheer and roar went up from the crowd of females on the field. What Marge didn -(TM)t mention was that Sally was an undercover agent for the thought police. The thought police had Marge use her contacts to get Sally into several female organizations without the youngster coming under suspicion. Marge knew the search was on for Delores Throckmorten and one way or another the Patriarchy was going to find her. She knew that if Ms Throckmorten were able to bring down the Patriarchy then she, her business interests and her way of life would be destroyed. To show her enthusiasm for the Patriarchy she reported on three women. The three women, mother -(TM)s really, were from a neighborhood prostitution club that she was an investor in. The mother -(TM)s were overheard complaining about several of the male clients. She had heard that the three women were sent to a re-education camp to be repurposed into other line work. She didn -(TM)t care, she was safe and as long as she showed her enthusiasm for the Patriarchy, life was good. -Sally please come up here! - smiled Marge. Sally got up on stage. The crowd of men and boys yelled and cheered as the girl waved to them. Sally was wearing a sling shot bikini that come over her shoulders, covered both nipples, made a V to her crotch and came out the crack of her ass to shoulders. She wore white thigh stockings with pink bows at the top and four inch black heels. Marge leaned down and kissed Sally on the lips and for about a good 30 seconds. The males went crazy as did the girls out in the field. Marge handed Sally the fire starter and the youngster walked off the stage to the pile of logs. Sally held up the fire starter and then lit the logs. The flames leaped up and everybody cheered. -Let -(TM)s begin! - shouted Marge. It was mayhem as the girls and women started dancing around the fire, the girls ripping pages from the books and throwing them on the fire, Amy and the women who had the pikes danced around waving the piked heads back and forth. The women dancing next to Amy bent over and Amy ran the piked head she was holding up and down the ass crack of the women. The men and boys went crazy. Amy laughed as the women did the same thing to her with her piked head. A lot of the men and boys had their cocks out now and were furiously rubbing them up and down, yelling and cheering. Jessica and her classmates danced around with the mannequins working their way over to the gallows. After 20 minutes the girls had the mannequins with the noose around their necks. Somebody started yelling, -Sally, Sally, Sally - and soon the crowd picked up the chant. Marge quickly went to the podium and got the microphone and started chanting, -Sally, Sally, Sally! - Sally came out of the crowd and walked up the steps of the gallows. She waved to the men and boys who cheered her. She put her hand on the lever and pushed it forward. The gallows floor opened and the mannequins fell through, dangling at the end of the rope. For a fleeting moment Amy wondered what it would take to put women and girls at the end of the rope? Women and girls who couldn -(TM)t be re-educated? If women and girls could step on, kick, spit, and sell out other women and girls, how easy would it be for the Patriarchy to sell the idea of hanging females who didn -(TM)t show enthusiasm for the Patriarchy? Amy shuddered and shook her head of the thoughts. She smiled again and got with the program. Later at home, father was all fired up with sexual desire. Sitting in his recliner he had Amy and Jessica working his cock with their mouths. This was the first time he had mother and daughter on his cock. Julie and Jenny were hog tied with blind folds and ball gags in Jr -(TM)s room. He was spitting and walking on them and teasing them with feathers. ** Thursday afternoon and Jessica and Amy went to the gown store. There were lots of girls and their mothers there. Most of the girls were Jessica -(TM)s classmates, everybody was excited. Jessica went over to talk to her friends and Amy sat down. It would be a little bit before the fitting girl would be available. Her husband Bill was the president of the female trading division of the A-Z Porn. They owned prostitution businesses, such as neighborhood co-op prostitution -(TM)s, street walkers prostitution. They owned strip clubs, bars, whore houses, and ran several -live - pornography sites. Bill -(TM)s division bought, sold and traded females fourteen and older. All females were sold into some type of business and that business in turn could sell or trade their females and that -(TM)s where Bill division came in. A female or a group of females could be working as sales girls one day and the next be sold into a brothel. A-Z had the janitor services contract with the county school system. Bill had put Amy and the other wives of A-Z male employees under the contract. That way she and the other wives couldn -(TM)t be sold or traded. She was thankful for that. Bill was prick, but he did look after her and the girls. Amy knew that A-Z took their wages but she didn -(TM)t know to what end. A-Z used her and the other wives wages to fund activities of the company such as orgy sponsorship, sponsorship of hunting clubs that specialized in teaching boys how to hunt females for sport and several renowned dog kennels that were doing groundbreaking work in breeding canine intelligence and sperm genetics. The trading floor of the company was always a busy place. Young men placing their orders of females, the market going up and down based the quality of the female. Amy had a certificate and a medal hanging in a picture frame just outside the front door of the house for all to see. She got the medal for having three girls, of which Bill was very pleased with her. She got the certificate for reaching the 100 female milestone last year. She had reported to the Female Thought Police that many females over a five year period. She had enthusiasm for the program. It also brought Bill to the attention of the Patriarchy. He was somebody they could trust and do deals with. Finally Jessica tried on her gown. It was a pink sling shot gown. The material wrapped around her nect then over her shoulders and over both breasts and straight down to her waist. She had a mini skirt that came mid-thigh that the material attached too. The gown was two sizes to small so that her nipples poked out of the material. She put on white thigh stockings that had pink bows at the top and pink six inch stiletto -(TM)s. The last piece of the gown was flesh colored bunny ears that she put on top of her head. In fact all the girls were wearing bunny ears, it was all the rage. One additional accessory was a white bunny tail ball, so that as the clothes came off during the dance the girls could easily stick the bunny tail just above their ass crack. -So do you think this will keep father -(TM)s cock rock hard? - smiled Jessica. -Oh yes, - smiled her mother. Amy remembered her father daughter dance night so long ago. It wasn -(TM)t so much a dance as it was an orgy. She was sold and traded all night long, fucked and sold again. She smiled and laughed as each male who bought or traded her used her body for their gratification. Amy and Jessica went to the sex shop to purchase sex toys that were recommended by the Catholic Church. A ten inch double headed dildo, blue. Lubricant, ball gag, blind fold, handcuffs, Velcro straps for securing the elbows behind the back plus the ankles. Dildo -(TM)s of different lengths that could worn without straps. No smear make-up so that when a man cums on her face, her make-up doesn -(TM)t run. They got home in time to prepare dinner with Jenny and Julie. The next day, Friday, the school ran several field trips to the strip club so that girls could see the layout, the dance stages and poles. After the strip-club field trip the girls were allowed to go home so that they could get to the hair dressers. Amy took Jessica to the hair stylist to get her hair done in a top knot, held together by hair cement. In fact, the PTA suggested that all the girls get their hair done in a top knot, it would be easier for their father -(TM)s and other men could control their head movements. Next was the mani/pedi where Jessica wanted a cock painted on each fingernail followed by an enema. That evening Jessica came down the stairs and her father whistled as he looked at her. Jessica blushed as she picked up the shoulder bag with the sex toys in it. -Let -(TM)s go, - he said. Looking over his shoulder he said. -Junior, you have control of the other animals tonight. Mom will help you with whatever you want to do. - -Yes father. - -And you, - he said looking at his daughter, -Looking fucking awesome. - Jessica -(TM)s heart swelled with pride as she smiled at her mother. She climbed into the trunk of the car and off they went. As Bill and his daughter walked into the club they were introduced as, -Mr Young and his prize possession, Jessica. - The music was thumping and different color light was swirling about the place. Along the far wall was a long table where the church women had set up the finger foods. There were nude women laying on the table in all manner of position with finger foods displayed on them. As her father greeted the other fathers, Jessica took the Velcro cover off the front of the pants and her fathers cock sprang to like, his testicles were also hanging of the pants, it was the same with the other fathers. All of Jessica -(TM)s classmates were here in addition to other fourteen year-old girls from other schools from around the district. About 80 or so girls were here which made it a nice mix for the father -(TM)s. As Bill and the other father -(TM)s introduced their daughters, the girls kissed the tip of each cock of the man they were introduced too. She didn -(TM)t remember the name of any of the fathers she was introduced to, but it didn -(TM)t matter, just their cock mattered. After 15 minutes or so an announcer came over the PA. -Hello, fathers, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to participate tonight. I -(TM)m Jaime Lynn, Pastor Lynn -(TM)s wife of the All Souls Catholic Church. - Jaime oversaw all the female activities at the church from the prostitution bible study groups to the girls youth groups. To make extra money for the church, Jaime had set up a church website to sell the sexual services of the women and girls of the church. All the mothers and single adult women that Jaime oversaw complained how hard it was to compete with the girls in the 14-19 age group for male attention. These girls made more money for the church than their mothers and other women combined. Jaime encouraged the older women to pray harder, dumb themselves down, dress as whores and street walkers, to act as nymphos on their video feeds. Mothers were encouraged to dress and act like their daughters. One hundred percent of the money that the women and girls made for the church went to other church activities such as sponsoring prostitution rings, brothels and strip clubs. She also secretly worked with the Female Thought Police, passing information from her husband during female confessionals. An accounting of all females was made every Sunday to ensure they were all present and that their enthusiasm was on display. -My ladies and I are very excited about making this event a success for you tonight. - Lined up along the wall behind the serving tables the women smiled and waved. Jaime and the church women were wearing a nun -(TM)s habit on their heads, all were topless with each having a crucifix as pasties on their nipples, a black mini skirt that came mid-thigh, white thigh stockings and black six inch stiletto -(TM)s. -Where are the teens tonight, - a man yelled out from the back of the church. Jaime smiled. -My teen girls are hosting other events around the city tonight. - In truth though, the women complained that they didn -(TM)t want to compete with the teen girls tonight, there would be plenty of female sex to go around without having to compete with them. -A couple of rules for tonight. No bruising or breaking of skin. - The father -(TM)s laughed so and did Jaime. -You can sell or trade your possession with other father -(TM)s. - Turning and looking at the church women along the wall. -As for my ladies, you can buy them through me which means they are your property for the duration of the event. You can purchase the whole body, which includes access to the mouth, the cunt and anus. Or you can purchase the mouth, cunt and anus separately, better yet, you can mix and match any of the holes. - Jaime looked over at the women who were still smiling. -They have prayed hard before coming here as they want to make a good impression you gentlemen. - chuckled Jaime. -Also, we have several projects at the church property that need funding so here is your chance to support God and his good works. If you like what you purchase tonight, All Souls has a website where you can purchase them for home or office use, just mention tonight -(TM)s event and get 25 percent off. - Jaime paused, -Oh yes, almost forgot, as your property, you can also sell them or trade them to other males here tonight. - Jessica and her classmates were all on their knees in front of their fathers, head bobbing up and down. Mrs Lynn -(TM)s announcements didn -(TM)t concern them. -As you can see we have finger foods and for the father -(TM)s we have sugar drinks. Let me draw your attention to the large punch bowl at the end of the table. - Everybody turned and looked. -The white liquid in the bowl is a month -(TM)s worth of cum from the men of the church. They have graciously donated their precious sperm to the event so that your possession will have something to drink. They will each be given a martini glass that they are to carry with them tonight so that they can collect your cum and add it to the punch bowl. - Everybody looked at Jaime. -If you cum in her mouth it would be good if she spits into the glass and add it to the punch bowl, she can swallow it of course per your directions, but we would like to keep the punch bowl somewhat filled for them. Also, if you cum in her anus or cunt, any drippings should be collected into the glass and added to the bowl. - The fathers smiled and nodded their heads. -Of course we invite all the fathers to come by and spit into the bowl, adding to the whole. - -As your possessions get thirsty, Mrs Jackson there, will ladle some of the cum and spit into their Martini glass so they can quench their thirst. Any questions? Good. One other thing, as your possessions loose their clothes tonight please do not leave them on the floor, we don -(TM)t want any tripping hazards. - The father -(TM)s laughed. -Are you for sale? - A father yelled out. Jaime smiled. -Sorry, gentlemen, the Patriarchy has tasked me with keeping this a wholesome fun event for you so I am off the market, but like I said, feel free to purchase my ladies for the event. The church can always use the money I make selling them. - The father -(TM)s laughed. -We have sucking and fucking games with prize money tonight, an intimate dance floor for your possessions in addition to the stripper poles over here. I will be announcing different activities throughout the evening. - Jaime paused. -Since this is a church sponsored event, I will invoke a short prayer for the males here tonight. - There was moaning from the fathers. -Our heavenly father, I beseech you to your give strength and wisdom to the fathers here tonight. May their wonderful cocks give love and joy to every female it touches here tonight. I ask that you use your guiding hand to allow their cocks to fill the holes of their most valued possessions. I pray that their cum may wash the sinful thoughts from their primitive minds. I pray that you allow the females of your church, who give you daily thanks and praise, to joyfully give their bodies in support of your mission for our church. As animals, we give thanks you, our God, the Patriarchy and to the males that rule and control our lives. We can -(TM)t ask for a better existence. Amen! - Bill and probably the other father -(TM)s had taken two pills that would increase their cum so that they could cum at least a dozen times tonight. Bill went over to one the booths with Jessica. She put her shoulder bag next to him. -When I cum in you and on you I want you to take my cum and spit it in the glass and add it to the bowl. I want to fill your glass 10 times tonight as I want to see you drinking it. - -Yes father. - -My cock is your responsibility tonight, suck it, make love to it, keep it warm and safe. - -Yes father. Can I ask you a question please? - -What is it? - -Can I dance with my friend Mandy tonight? - -Yes, when I give you permission and he gives her permission. - -Thank you father, Mandy and I have been practicing this past month. - -Good. - -Are you going to sell me or trade me tonight? - -You ask a lot of questions for an animal. - -Yes father, - smiled Jessica. -No, you belong to me. I don -(TM)t want another man soiling you until I have decided to marry you off. - Jessica smiled, -Oh thank you father! - she leaned down and engulfed his cock. Over on the dance floor pairs of girls were intimately dancing together, kissing and rubbing each other as their father -(TM)s watched from their seats. Jaime announced the cock sucking contest. Ten girls were kneeling lined up along the dance floor with their blind folds on. Jaime had the fathers pick a girl who wasn -(TM)t their daughter, with the music blasting and encouragement being yelled from the onlookers, the fathers stuffed their cocks into the mouths of the girls. Two girls picked wrong and were eliminated from the suck off. With eight daughters, the fathers shuffled themselves again. This time four girls were eliminated. Four girls and their fathers remained. Jessica -(TM)s two classmates Mandy and Cindy remained. The girls had a 50 50 chance of being correct but it Mandy who won. -The winner is Dan Hammond! - Jaime announced. The crowd clapped and cheered. -He gets a 50 percent off certificate on any of my ladies tonight, plus a $1000 from the church fund. - Jessica went to fill her Martini glass. She sat down next to her father as other father -(TM)s came over and tried to buy her but Bill turned them down. Jessica felt grown-up sitting next to her father listening to him talk about work with the other fathers. Every now and them she took a long sip from the glass and every now and then her father would lean over and spit into the glass, nobody paid Jessica any attention. At the punch bowl the girls were in two lines. In one line the girls either poured their cum into the bowl or some of them spit the cum from their mouth into the bowl. Mrs Jackson smiled and encouraged the girls to bring more. The other line, Mrs Jackson was ladling the cum into the girl -(TM)s Martini glasses. A girl came up to Mrs Jackson and said something to her. Mrs Jackson nodded towards the punch bowl. The girl climbed up on the table and squatted over the edge of the punch bowl and looked over her shoulder at Mrs Jackson saying something. Mrs Jackson laughed and nodded her head. She reached up with her index finger and poked it into the girls ass. She moved her finger around pulled it out, it had cum on it. Mrs Jackson wiped her finger along the edge of the bowl and did that again. After five pokes the girl climb off the table and Mrs Jackson scooped her finger along the edge of the bowl collecting it and wiped it into the cum. The idea caught on and the girls formed a third line to squat over the bowl and have Mrs Jackson scoop the cum out of their cunts or anus. Some fathers came over to the punch bowl and cleared their nose and throat as they spit into the bowl. Mrs Jackson happily stirred the spit in, giving encouragement for the fathers to come back later and do it again. Mandy came over and asked if Jessica could dance and Bill nodded his head. Jessica crawled under the table and took Mandy -(TM)s hand as both girls smiled on the way to the dance floor. A slow song came on and both girls started grinding against each other. Mandy wrapped her arms around Jessica -(TM)s neck and Jessica reached up with both hands and cradled Mandy -(TM)s face. They slowly French kissed and ground against each other. It was an erotic sight for Bill, watching his possession in a different situation. The song ended but Mandy and Jessica were still slow dancing and making out. Mandy -(TM)s father leaned over the booth and said, -Maybe we should let the girls give us a private showing tonight? - and then walked off. As the new song started Jessica returned to the booth, she crawled under the table, stopping to kiss her father -(TM)s cock then sat up and drank from the Martini glass. -Do you love her? - Jessica blushed and looked away. -Don -(TM)t lie to me. - -Yes father, I love her and she loves me. - -How long? - -Since were eleven and started puberty. - -Hmm, what part of her body do you love the most? - Jessica blushed again and looked away. -Tell me. - -I love her anus. - -Why? - Jessica -(TM)s face lit up and she smiled, -It -(TM)s cute and dainty and -- - her voice trailed off. -And? - -It -(TM)s my happy place. - -Meaning? - -Whenever I am having a hard time, I think of her anus and lovely things I do for it and my troubles seem to fade away. - -What things do you do for her anus? - Jessica blushed. -I make love to it with my lips and tongue. - -Do you talk to it like your mother talks to my cock? - Still blushing, -Yes father. - -What do you say to it? - -How much I miss it, how one day my lips and tongue will marry her anus. How I will clean it, wash it, perfume it and if we ever sleep together, how I will sleep with my face buried between her cheeks. - -Very nice. - Jessica took a long sip from the Martini glass. -What does she love about you? - -My clit. - -Why? -She loves it because it hides from her and is cute looking. - -When do you two ever have time to be together? - -Between classes in the bathroom stall. - -A dirty place, indeed. - -Yes father. - Bill got up and walked over to Dan. Mandy looked over at Jessica and smiled and Jessica blushed and smiled. Both father -(TM)s took the girls to the attached hotel and checked into Bill -(TM)s room. Bill and Dan sat down and said, -Okay, girls, have fun. - The father -(TM)s sat there watching their daughter -(TM)s roll around on the bed, laughing, giggling, making love to each other. Mandy to Jessica -(TM)s clit and Jessica to Mandy -(TM)s anus. The father -(TM)s went out and purchased two of the Catholic women and brought them back to the room. The girls shared the bed with their father -(TM)s and the two women. The next morning the Bill and Dan agreed that the girls could spend time together at each others house only on the weekends. Later that day, Any sat down in front of the computer and pulled up the website again, this time she clicked on blog of Delores Throckmorten. -Patriarchy shows the true nature of men, while hiding the nature of women. True nature isn -(TM)t overwritten by socialization, because if that -(TM)s true, there would be no resistance to it, by now we -(TM)d all be fembots, not even thinking we exist for anything other than for men and boys. But we are resisting, no matter how much they socialize and brainwash and enslave and torture us, our true nature is fighting thru, we -(TM)re fighting to see who we are and what we -(TM)re like, for every generation of women and girls standing up to our socialization and our oppressors. We are screaming and fighting to find a way out, to be able to live up to our true nature, to stop the torture of living suppressed. - End of chapter 2.