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Chapter 58
by
JerkGently
Home
Half a world away
The cobbled streets were dark and mostly empty by the time Jesse escaped the hotel. Falsely flickering street lamps mixed in with actual open flames outside many of the still-serving bars and restaurants. Huddled groups and couples lingered in the shadows between these, their entwining forms making it difficult to tell how many limbs were involved in the groping, sighing tangles. It was still easy to tell who was in control though… The sissy saw many wide-eyed reflections of himself peeking out in wonder at the casual opulence of this painted facade. Young, lithe things each being ritually wowed by this place that seemed so far from their own world, yet was probably only two blocks over from the nearest Home. Their older, richer companions all too happy to splash out and spoil and compliment, without making a single dent in their pride or pockets. Only to do it all again with another pretty find the very next day. Jesse wondered how many of his own kind had, in fact, just got very good at faking wide-eyed amazement, in order to keep being brought to such undeniably-lovely places.
He hurried on, well aware that if he stayed too long he would almost certainly be eyed up by some other prospective buyer. Plucked from the street by those who didn’t mind claiming a prize secondhand, once those who had first lured it here had got tired. The tightness of that collar around his neck only seemed to increase day by day… as more invisible presences accumulated upon a list of those who could always know where he was. What he was doing. He might have been saved from one unwanted invasion earlier… but the fact that someone, somewhere in this dark city had placed a deposit upon his anal virginity played heavy in his thoughts. Who was it?! Which stranger he had passed in the street had decided to claim him as their own?! There were a few obvious options… but it could be literally anyone who’d seen the sissy in his tight shorts or short skirts. Anyone with enough wealth to throw it around on a whim. Scurrying through this man-made miracle of a resort had seemed so safe to Jesse, in daylight and with John and Miranda on each arm. Admiring all the finely dressed people full of beaming smiles and raucous laughter. But now, alone, he realised he had never been so deeply buried among those who could buy him at a second’s thought. These streets were paved with predators… and though he’d smeared off the word upon his forehead, it was really still branded there forever.
The femboy made it to the edge of the black-sanded beach. Tiptoeing along in bare feet past the various naked serving-staff exhaustedly tidying away the chairs and tables around various food stands. Most of the bars would stay open all night long… but there was little call for ice cream beyond a certain point. The occasional bout of rhythmic moaning rang out as one of these was bent forward by a customer who had been eyeing them up all shift. It was the surest way to earn your tips for the day, after all. Meanwhile the various groups around the mud-fighting pits had now moved on to other pursuits. Bonfires flickered here or there, and the glowing of hot coals. Various entertainers danced lightly across these, sending showers of sparks flitting from their heels while spewing out torrents of flame. The magnificent oiled and muscled bodies from before were now being tied up in ropes or wooden frames for various sadistic games of whipping or knotting… Or **** to carry their drunken, stumbling masters around like child-emperors, following their every slurred direction. It was a testament to just how perfect the algorithm’s control was, that even when their owners were nigh-comatose and unlikely to remember anything… those giants and giantesses fulfilled their duties diligently. If they were content with their lot… what complaint could Jesse have?
He made it to the Maglev station without incident… though his evasive route probably added a good half an hour of anxious walking. As the doors slid shut behind him and the machine slid off toward Home 23, he finally let out a sigh of absolute relief.
Skipped breakfasts
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A Sissy in the 22nd Century
The Rise of Submissive Society
In the year 2192, automation and AI have removed humanity's need to work, they instead seek only to fulfill their baser desires. Raising a family is no longer deemed important or fashionable, so instead most children are raised in large group 'Homes'. Their entire lives and even bodies are governed by algorithms and hormonal engineering. When they come of age, they are sorted into roles within society which 'fulfill their heart's deepest desires' and, coincidentally, allow the older generations and richer citizens to explore their own perversions further and further. Jesse is one of these young people, purposefully grown effeminate and submissive over years of subtle manipulation. Now he has graduated into a prestigious school specifically for the training of 'Sissy Slutwives'. An entire lifetime of loyal service awaits...
Updated on Aug 21, 2025
by JerkGently
Created on Jul 1, 2020
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