The big bang

Amber couldn't believe her eyes. She had left her bedroom to investigate the screams and moans outside.

The scene before her was unreal from the top of the staircase she could oversee the entire living room.

Her mother and her mom's bestie were bound together on the couch, naked, the black woman on top with the obese Senator railing her.

Her mother was in tears as she had to watch Emma's **** have a go with Max right next to them. Max's eyes were empty and if it weren't for the sobbing, Amber had assumed she was dead

In a different part of the room she saw Katie, her best friend growing up. The big tited ginger feminist activist struggled with all her might against the 6 guys about to **** her.

Amber stormed down the stairs and out of the front door.

She made it about ten meters down the runway.

To her left was a king-sized bed, on it was Leon with probably a dozen women. Her gender studies professor was eagerly bouncing on his cock, degrading herself and begging for Leon to fill her up.

Up ahead were Kelly and Jenny mud wrestling in a pool filled with cum for some guys' amusement.

A parcour was to her left where girls and women of all ages crawled through and over obstacles at the behest of their respective owners.

Hundreds of scantily clad young girls and mature women were in the street waiting for guys to come by and rip the bikinis and lingeries of them, celebrating every penetration and humiliation.

Every woman here wore a collar signifying their status as property.

“Amber, over here?”

It was her former middle school teacher calling to her with a collar in hand. He stood between two pillories, both had massive signs saying free use over them. One was occupied by Lydia, Kelly's girlfriend eagerly sucking a cock while taking another from behind.

Amber woke. It's been almost a year since Kelly had saved her from Mike, a lot had changed since then. More importantly the election was only a couple of weeks away. She had to do something.

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“Fuck.”

“Calm down Samantha, I'm sure it will work out. You still have a ten percent lead.” Fara tried to reassure her best friend while hiding her own nervousness.

“It's just such bullshit, years of blatant corruption and ineffective policies forgotten because he fear mongers against migrants and “my communist politics”, how can people be this gullible?”

Fara embraced her friend. “I don't know, but you need to calm down. Focus on the debate.”

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Lydia was caressing the red imprint on her cheek, she wasn't surprised that her ex had reacted that way, after all she would have been the same a couple of months ago.

It's been three months since her failed **** attempt, three months in which her owner had cured her of her hubris and mental illnesses. She was property, like all women should be. Sadly Kelly didn't understand that, her master had been right, like always.

Lydia entered the house, stripped naked, except for her collar and got on all fours. Her owner designated her a pet, she was underneath his slaves in standing, and rightfully so, as punishment for her resistance at the start of her treatment.

She crawled up the stairs and into the bedroom. Moans, grunts and sobbs could be heard in the corridor. She entered and saw her master taming jet again a new girl, she seemed younger than the mistresses, she struggled desperately. The little Latina would learn her place soon, of that Lydia was certain.

“Look who's back! Come here girl.” Lydia happily obayed her dark skinned mistresses command and with a cheerful bark and the butt plug tail wiggling excitedly she crawled to her.

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Kelly was shattered after her conversation with Lydia. She went home and despite not really wanting to, she tuned in to her mother's debate.

Kelly felt too exhausted to really pay attention, but to her shock her mother was undoubtedly losing, she was way too nervous and fumbled her sentences time after time.

It became painful to watch and thus Kelly started to scroll social media.

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Perfect timing, it actually was worth handing Jenny to that guy. Leon doubted at this point that he had to throw any of the videos off him fucking Sam's campaign helpers and public supporters onto the internet. Overall things went a lot smoother than expected, not least due to the gender traitor whore that was currently bobbing her head on his shaft. Emily had been a real asset in getting her college friends into bed, he even laid two professors that are somewhat well known women's rights activists.

It might not be necessary but outing students and staff of the countries top womens college as self hating masochist whores would be fun anyways.

Back to the topic at hand, Samantha had gotten a hold on herself and was, after an atrocious start, currently argumentatively and rectorically out shining the senator by a huge margin. Too bad that anyone with a social media account wouldn't pay attention to that. A diabolical laugh escaped Leon.

“What's going on?” Max asked from the top of the stairs. Leon immediately pulled Emily of his shaft and put it back into his shorts.

“We are watching your mother make a fool of the senator.”

“The debate has already started!” Max ran down the stairs and took a place next to Leon on the couch. While her eyes were glued to the Tele Emilys were glued to Leon's phone.

The video that went viral that night depicted a stoned high school/college aged Samantha as the centerpiece of an orgy.

Long live the power of deep fakes.