Princess Sophia heard soft crying coming from beneath the blanket as she stepped toward it. Her mother, Queen Natasha, handed her a whip as the two females approached the blanket, clearly draped over something important.
“I am sorry to pull you away from your birthday party,” the Queen told her beautiful daughter. “But this just arrived and I couldn’t wait for you to see it. Go ahead and lift the blanket.”
Sophia pulled the blanket aside and caught her breath. A naked male was stuffed inside a tiny spherical cage - the crying sound came from the captive, a young male by the looks of him.
“He was just captured this morning when our warriors took the capital,” Natasha said excitedly. “Your sister took him prisoner personally and said she thought he would be a perfect gift for you.”
Princess Sophia put her hand on the cage and looked at the naked, crying male. “He looks cute enough.”
“He needs some training first of course,” Natasha said. “I will have Diana take charge of him personally, and the next time you see him, he will be as docile and obedient as a male should be.”
The young Princess looked at her new slave. “Welcome to your new life, slave boy,” she told him. “Don’t worry, I can be very cruel, but if you obey me, you will not be sorry you did so.”
The six best friends were enjoying a girls only vacation when they heard the news. The all female legislature had unanimously passed the latest round of female supremacist laws, and Madam President had signed her approval. These laws gave women a number of additional rights and privileges while revoking many for men. Some of the highlights were the right for a wife to claim sole ownership of her husband’s assets, including money, the right of a woman to keep her man in chastity without his consent, allowing companies to prefer women over men when hiring and promoting, banning men from public office, and revoking the male vote. The girls decided to send their husbands a sexy group pic as a way of smugly smearing another feminist victory in their faces. The message read “Check the news boys! #GirlPower! 💕” After sending the message, one of the girls said, “I’ll bet they’ll be more bothered by how much discomfort and frustration that pic causes them in their little cages than they will be about all the rights their losing to us.” The girls all laughed in agreement.
Woah there buddy, where do you think you’re going? It can’t be the the bathroom to go potty, you’ve got one your Mommy wrapped you in before I got here.
Aww wook at Mr. Gwumpy so pouty. Oooh someone’s mad. Too bad you’ve got your mittens on, and your leg spreader to keep you waddling on the floor, showing off that soon to be filled up diapered booty. You know you can’t fight me. Really, you probably couldn’t have even opened the door, even if it wasn’t locked. But I guess you still got that instinct in yah. I thought the regression center had taken that outta yah, but I guess you’re still not used to your babysitter yet. Are you shy? *blart* Ope well too bad…
That’s your cue to come in now girls, the baby should be messing anytime soon! Oh you didn’t just think your humiliation would be with just me. Besides, first timers usually need to be held down. And my girlfriends were just DYING to meet you. Oh don’t worry honey, now when it’s just me and you, you won’t feel so embarrassed!
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