A Woman's Right To Choose

"John, the feminist revolution was great. It allowed women to have a choice. The problem is that this same revolution made women feel ashamed if they still wanted to devote their lives to their husband. As the revolution took off we found that a number of women wanted to join our cause. They wanted to be with men who knew how to handle a relationship where the man came first and the woman came second. Let me ask you this John, do you see more men here or more women?"

"Women" you answered. "Here's what's crazy" Wayne said. "Every man here is married to a woman who is currently in the room behind the stage. Every woman here is single; hence why this is called the Singles Room. We have roughly 2.5 women for every man. That's how much women want to be in this organization. These women may go years before finding a husband, if at all. They believe so much in our way of life though that they are here, every Sunday, and they make their bodies available to any man who desires them."

As you nodded your head, Wayne's throat made a weird sound. He quickly pushed the woman off of his dick, then shot his load on her face. She actually thanked him for the load, then went up and walked back to the front of the room with his cum still on her face.

"John, this is always the toughest part for a new member to accept. You've been raised to think that women serving men is some terrible relic of the past. The thing is that there are some women who, even when given the choice, want to serve a man. They want to me homemakers, cooking, cleaning, and raising children. They don't want to make decisions and they want to remain sexually attractive for as long as they can."

"If a woman doesn't want this lifestyle then that's okay. They should do what they please. As you can see by the smiling faces in here though, many women do want to be here."

He was right. They looked happy.