A 22 year old college student

You couldn't quite believe it when the news broke out of nowhere: the sexual rights of all female virgins would be reassigned to one lucky man, who could then do with them whatever he damn well pleased as long as the woman kept her virginity. What shocked you even more was the fact that you seemed to be the only one totally baffled by this new law. Everyone else seemed to largely accept it as god-given. Most of your female friends and acquaintances seemed unhappy about it, sure, especially the ones you suspected might be virgins themselves, but there was just zero public outcry. It was bizarre!

The only thing that made things even more unreal for you was the letter you got in the mail two days later, announcing with very little fanfare that _you _were the chosen owner of every woman's virginity. It just seemed like a bad joke at the time, and you couldn't help pinch yourself to make sure you weren't dreaming the whole thing. Sure enough, you were wide awake. Things got even more incredible the next paragraph down, which provided you with a download link to a special app that would show you every virgin over the age of 18 on a real time map. It also provided physical characteristics, sexual orientation, and images of every girl in the database. Even though the whole idea still seemed pretty insane to you, you couldn't resist just moving across the map for hours, jerking off as you thought of all the virgins you could now have at your leisure. You were going through quite a dry spell and the thought of getting your dick wet this quick and easily was tempting. Still, you couldn't bring yourself to actually do it.

About a week later, you overhear a girl complain to a friend of hers during lunch in the cafeteria: "Uhh, I'm about to explode. Not allowing us to do anything with other people I can almost live with. But not even being able to touch myself is just too much." Your interest is certainly piqued at that. This is the first time you hear anyone talking about their experience being part of the program. "You know, the most cruel part of the whole thing is that we don't even have the first clue who even has our rights. So I am, stuck and needful, and can't do a damn thing about it!"

You finish lunch, your dick hard in your pants from hearing the girl's plight. When she gets up to leave, your dick decides for you, and you follow her: "Hey, could we talk for a second? I know we don't know each other, but it's important."

"What's the matter?"

"I overheard the conversation you were having, and-"

"What's this supposed to be, some kind of **** attempt because I said something embarrassing? Piss off with that crap" she spits at you.

You're stumped for a moment. "Wha- no, I don't plan to **** you by embarrassing you. I have something far more valuable to offer than my silence. Any guesses what that might be?" You try to hide your nervousness behind a cocky attitude, but really your heart is in your throat. What if this really was a giant prank somehow? What would happen to you then?

Her demeanor changes, and she doesn't answer for a couple seconds. Then it dawns on her. "Do _you _have my sexual rights?"

"Just so" you reply, immensely relieved that this really does seem to be real. That deflates her fully. Her look is apologetic and she almost shyly asks "So, uh,, could you please give me my rights back? I'm really wound up."

"First you yell at me, then you ask me for favors, eh? Now why would I do that. No, lets go to your dorm instead and talk about we'll take things from here, Ok?" Dejectedly, she nods.

When you arrive in her room, you immediately make yourself at home, sitting down on her bed while she stands in the middle of the room, unsure what to do with herself.

"Close the door, and sit down." You point at the chair standing next to her small desk. "Now, time for introductions. Tell me your name, age, height and cup size, that sort of thing." Normal stuff for getting to know each other, you think to yourself and smirk, still hard.

"Um, I'm Elina, I'm a freshman, and I'm 5'1''. And, uh, I'm a C cup." You can see that of course, but having her say it is just so much sweeter.

"So, Elina, here I am looking at your tight little body and beautiful face, and I really can't help but wonder how on earth you're still a virgin. What's the story here? You a lesbian?"

"Oh no!" she replies immediately. "I just haven't found the right guy yet I guess. Not much more to it than that."

"Well, all the better for us then" you grin. "So, I take it you want to be allowed to masturbate again?" No response. "Answer me."

"Yes."

"In whole sentences please." You're really enjoying this power trip.

She blushes, and shoots you a hateful look. "I-, I want to masturbate again."