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Watching the busty woman rising up and down onto the now vaginal secreted condom that my hard cock was **** into, I watched her sweaty slick breasts wobble below her agonizing facial expression. This stranger now rode me long after I had experienced an orgasm with the last woman that had also used me for her own pleasure. My mind wanted back to how it all started.

The world had gone crazy. At last woman crazy. They were in charge after a virus affected the minds of both men and women. Now women were more aggressive and in charge and men were more submissive. The world was divided up into various queens who owned hundreds of slaves for all purposes. Men were outlawed from wearing clothes and from disobeying any requests from a woman. If a man did not want to starve, he would be lucky to be chosen to work for a powerful queen.

Queen Sheila was always on the look out for men who could prove useful. She controlled everything that went on in five states throughout middle America. Besides this, owned a Women's Riding school that focused on cultivating men who knew how to please women with a special leaning toward male discipline. Most men under Queen Sheila remained and worked the factories and fields to produce the products society needs. The carefully selected men were chosen for her personal pleasure slaves and to help with the Women's Riding school.

I remember wandering naked through what used to be called the mid-west and knew it was only a matter of time before I was captured and enslaved. I remember being lassoed from behind and in moments had my ankles and hands bound with rope. Women that did this work for queens were experts at roping. Standing before the queen, I knew I would only be punished if I attempted to cover my cock which had started to grow hard at seeing the busty queen in her short shirt sitting on the throne. I saw her eyes glance down a my member and it twitched uncontrollably.