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She just returned from a 3 week holiday in the Maldives and today was going to be first day she returned to work. She jumped in her Mercedes sports car oblivious to the stares she was getting as she drove with ultimate power down the motorway. Tanya was 23 years old, blond, slim and her assets were both physical and intellectual. She was single, no time for men which she saw as a hassle in her life she did not need.

She arrived at work and her parking space was taken, “heads will roll for that” she thought as she searched for another space. She was one of the only women in her company, all other women occupied typical female roles as receptionists; PA's; cleaners this led to Tanya being very unliked by the males whose power was challenged and women who she regarded as stupid.

She made her way to the office complex after finding a space on the other side of the complex, as she arrived at reception she looked in disgust at the receptionist sitting behind the desk, “what on earth was she wearing?” thought Tanya as she made her way to the lift. The receptionist wore the most lowest cut top barely covering her nipples and no bra.

Tanya put an end to that type of dressing a few years ago when she first started, although the company specialised in sports car marketing, other managers felt that the clientele expected scantly clad women to work at their company but Tanya won her argument and that day onwards all women dressed respectfully in business suits. The receptionist wearing a bright neon pink tight tee-shirt, showing her mid rift and left little to the imagination.

As Tanya arrived at her floor she had to walk passed all the PA's and Secretaries on the way to her office, Tanya was shocked to see that the standards in clothing had also affected all the women working. If things could not get any worse she arrived at the doors of her office and noticed another person's name on the door!. She walked in wanting to know what on earth was going on and was shocked to see the new tenant of her office receiving a blow job from her PA.

“ What do you think you are doing!” she screamed
“ Ah, Tanya welcome back” said Tom who smirked at her whilst Lisa the PA carried on sucking
“ Welcome back? What are you doing!!” she said as she removed her coat
“ Tanya, this is not your office any more and Mr Benson is expecting you when you arrive”
Mr Benson was the company director, he did not like Tanya very much but found it hard to get rid of her thanks to her being good at her job and also protected by the sex discrimination act. She grabbed her coat and walked down the corridor to see Mr Benson
“ Tanya” he said smiling “nice trip? Weather good? Pity we cant see your tan under than nun's outfit!” he said and laughed at his own joke, Tanya was shocked “take a seat” he offered
She sat down and looked at him wondering what tricks he was up to in her absence.
“ I'm surprised to see you, but hoped you would return” he said intriguingly, but Tanya looked at him blank, what did he mean she thought. “So how can I help you” he asked. Tanya was now in a state of confusion
“ Tom, who is in my office has said you wanted to see ME!” she said in annoyance
“ Tom is in your office?” Mr Benson replied as if he was confused “that cant be!” he affirmed
“ Well he is in there right now, get his balls sucked off by my PA” Tanya stated with a hint of anger “so it can be”
“ Sorry Tanya, you misunderstand” said Mr Benson “It cant be as you don't have an office or a PA” he stated very calmly. Tanya, normally calm and collective was trained never to act as if she did not know something and was an excellent bluffer in business but had lost her composure.
“ What are you talking about?” she said almost jumping out of her chair in frustration.
“ Ah, I see your 3 weeks away on a remote Island has left you out of the loop, let me explain” he said in a patronising tone. “You see, the Traditionalist Party won the elections the day you flew away and things have changed in the country as a result”

The Traditionalist Party campaigned to get women back in the kitchen and give control back to men. In their manifesto there could only be 2 types of women 1). housewives who obeyed and served their men at home 2). Whores who were unmarried and had to obey and serve men sexually until they were chosen by men to be married. Tanya did not care much for politics but never thought in her wildest dreams this would be legally possible.

Tanya looked at Mr Benson “So what are you saying?” as she said that line she realised that she was coming across nervous and unsure.
“ I am saying, Tanya that in this country you can not have an office or a parking space as you are a woman, in fact you can't have a job either” she said breaking it down to Tanya.
“ But all of those women out there have a job” she said as she pointed to all of those [stupid] women now dressed like whores.
“ Well, that is not true. They are placed here... they no longer get paid but have to do their service, all of the married women have gone and unmarried women have to undertake service for the government which is to serve men.... it's brilliant for us as a company as our salary bill was reduced by 60% now they are here for free boosting our profit margin, the new Prime Minister is a genius business is booming!” he said excitingly almost as if he forgot that he was talking to a women.

Tanya was in disbelief, this must be a joke she went into a day dream trying to digest what he was saying not realising he was on the phone to the Police at the same time. When he got off the phone he gave Tanya a leaflet to read and watched her horrified face as she read it. The leaflet was a government advisory note titled: “The Sexism Reinforcement Act in a nutshell” she opened the leaflet thinking if this was a joke, Mr Benson had gone through a lot of trouble to get this printed. The leaflet now explained to Tanya her role in the eyes of law as a woman which explained the two types of women, the fact that they could not hold a paid job, they could not own property, they could not drive, they had to wear certain clothes, they could not have bank accounts, they had to all undertake service if not married.

Tanya was mid way through reading, her stomach turning with fear and anger as she now had less rights than a dog. She could feel Mr Benson getting aroused by the degrading look on her face. She was interrupted by a knock at the office door and turned to see two male Police Officers enter.
“ Hello Officers” Mr Benson said in a welcoming voice “This is Tanya and I am sure you can see there are violations under the new act she is committing, in her defence she has been on holiday and did not know but the law is the law”
Tanya was now scared, what did this mean but also was frustrated by the sucking up attitude Mr Benson was showing the Officers and the enjoyment he was gaining from her plight. The Officers were smirking as they reassured Mr Benson he did the right thing and approached Tanya and grabbed her out of the seat she occupied. Tanya knew resisting would be futile but still asked
“ Where are you taking me?” She asked the officers who choose to ignore her as they grabbed her arm “hello? I have a right to know where you are taking me!” She screamed
“ She is a fiery one ain't she” said the Officer to Mr Benson as they all laughed at her pathetic attempts to regain control
“ Tanya, baby I gave you the leaflet which outlined your rights, so please go calmly with this kind Officers or they would have to cuff you” Mr Benson said in a caring voice which calmed Tanya down. But that was not Mr Benson's intention, seeing her cuffed would be the ultimate humiliation and give him the biggest hard on he had ever had. “She used to be a right bitch, ordering men around like they were stupid, so this is hard for her” said Mr Benson to the Officers

Tanya was enraged, but the Officers read between the lines and gave Mr Benson his desire. They hated women like Tanya and used this new law to put women like her in their place, the fact they acquired a woman who thought she was superior to men triggered off an evil streak in them to avenge justice on bitches like her. But Tanya did not realise that straight away and her arrogance prevailed as Mr Benson's winding up led her to get angry. Before she knew it she was pushed to the floor on her knees by the two officers, her arms cuffed behind her back making her boobs protrude out so fast her blouse buttons popped, duct tape was applied to her mouth to stop her protests and a collar with a leash applied to her neck. It all happened in a matter of seconds as the Officers were obviously well trained in this method of restraint. The tugged on her leash but her long skirt was trapped around her legs making it hard for her to crawl, the officer came behind her and with a knife from his belt he cut the skirt off of her leaving her in her stockings and French knickers.

Tanya looked up as Mr Benson was opening all 4 blinds to the internal windows of the office improving the view of the all male crowd outside. The women had not been given permission to leave their desks but were trying to catch a glimpse through the sea of male bodies. There was about 20 men looking through, laughing and pointing, she felt like an animal at a zoo. The cheers grew as the officers placed the cuffs, leash and collar on her. She looked at the crowd noticing all the male managers that already hated her and all the men she used to managed who were now in control, she could not look at them anymore as she felt ashamed.
The Officers realised that an audience was growing outside and how much this was upsetting Tanya that they took their time doing what they needed to do to prolong her suffering. They left her there facing the audience of humiliation whilst they asked Mr Benson for files and paperwork. He opened the door to leave the office and get the files requested, he said something as he walked past the men which led them to roar in laughter as they patted him on the back in some well done gesture. Now the door was opened she could hear what was being said and the men started to hurl abuse and comments at her and about her.

“ great set of boobs bitch!” one shouted “for a prude she wears some sexy underwear” shouted another “she deserved this” said another “smile whore your on camera” which led Tanya to look up to see if this was true and then saw Graham, one of her staff members who she had sacked the day before she went on holiday with a camcorder aimed at her. She looked at the Officers in a vain illusion that they would confiscate the camera, diffuse the crowd and close the blinds and doors, but they laughed in tandem with the crowds comments.

Mr Benson arrived back with files, leaving the door open as he entered. The crowd silenced as Mr Benson explained to the Officers where she lived, what assets she owned, where her car was parked and her bank account details. “She is unmarried” he said “So she doesn't have an owner to collect her from the station”. What did they mean she thought, the leaflet said she was not allowed own property so where was she going to live.

“ Are you declaring an interest of ownership Mr Benson” asked the Officer. Tanya's heart was beating part of her wanted him to say no as the idea of him owning her made her feel physically sick, but another part wanted his help as at least she knew him and she had no idea of what the alternatives were. She waited for what seemed like hours but was barely seconds for his response however he gave his response in either a shake or a nod.

The Officer grabbed the leash and thanked Mr Benson for his time, then pulled on the leash to guide Tanya out of the office where the audience commenced with their jeering. Tanya crawled on all fours, her ass stuck up in the air wiggling as she put one leg in front of the other. Her boobs dangling out of her bra and blouse, she faced down but could hear the crowds following her and she passing by more and more men as she tried to identify who from their shoes. Finally she had respite in the lift, the floor was cold as she went from carpet to marble. She sat on her knees on the floor listening to the Officers talk about her like she was not there.

“ I love getting these calls to pick up sexism offenders” said Officer one
“ Ha Ha we are lucky to be placed in the SLUT Squad” joked the other
“ True, although we haven't had one like this for a while” Said Officer one
“ Hmm, well these bitches who gave us men hell are getting what's coming to them”

The lift doors opened and to Tanya's dismay the crowd had taken the stairs and were already at reception, word had got around and the crowd had grown with what felt like every male employee including the mail room staff. There were also clients, all male with excited looks on their faces as she resumed position and crawled out of the lift through the large lobby and towards the exit, she could feel all of the camera phone on her and pleads for her to look up but she held her head down. Both of the Officers were in front of her guiding her out so they did not see the spanks across her ass the crowd gave her or the way that some of them spat at her. Finally she was at the doors, she look at the Police van with “Dogs Section” written on the side, the final insult to this episode as she climbed into the back and the doors closed.
The Police Van stopped and the back doors opened, she looked up and it didn't feel or look like a Police Station, she climbed out of the van as the Officer grabbed her leash and clicked his fingers pointing to the floor, without thinking she got on all fours and began to crawl. As she crawled she thought about what was happening to her, within hours she had become obedient getting on her knees just because a man who earned about £20k a year clicked his fingers.
She was led into an old factory style building, they had not yet changed the signs properly but new makeshift signs saying “Slut Factory” were stuck around the entrance. What if this was all fake and Mr Benson had kidnapped her, fake Officers, fake laws her mind was playing tricks with her but it was not true.

She arrived at the reception to be booked in, her files handed over to the custody sergeant who skimmed the details. She had never seen this file before, all employers were asked to fill this in as part of the transfer of power and Mr Benson was suddenly on time with his paperwork.

“ Tanya Jones?” asked the sergeant and Tanya nodded still gagged by the duct tape
“ £200k a year!” he said in surprise “You're the type of slut who stolen powerful jobs that belonged to men? My favourite type!” he said laughing “Get her prepared” he ordered the officers as they led her to a room called the “Prep Room”. As the doors flung open there was a conveyor belt which she was ordered to climb upon. Around the inside of this huge roller coaster type conveyor belt stood loads of men, she could see other women going around before a blindfold was attached to her.

The men were all working class, they looked like factory workers, builders or dustbin men who were now newly employed in this new “industry”

The belt started to move and stopped where she felt two pairs of hands starting to undress her, she was still cuffed so they ripped and cut the clothes off her body. The men took the opportunity to touch her nipples and feel her pussy commenting “she is tight”. Tanya felt sick, she was stuck up so the thought of being touched by low class men was her worst nightmare.

The belt moved to the next station where her cuffs were removed, she moved and was pushed back down by a heavy male hand “don't move or it will hurt” said the man. Still blindfolded she laid there wondering what they going to do next. The belt moved and she was going up a slant finding herself slipping she grabbed the belt with her hands to stay in place. The belt stopped and she was stood up and dressed, she could not see how she was dressed but it was not in her usual attire. The belt continued stopping at various intervals including hair styling, make up, shoes. At every interval the men groped her and commented about her body.

She was then placed in a shopping trolley, cuffed to the inside and wheeled outdoors, it was cold especially compared to the climate of the Maldives where she was less that 24hrs previously but also heightened by the fact she was not wearing much. About an hour had gone by leaving Tanya with nothing except her thoughts, she was getting hungry but her mind was torturing herself as she remembered all of the men back at the office cheering at her torment. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of new trolleys passing her every 10minutes.

Over 3hrs of time lapsed before she felt her trolley move, it was now really cold and Tanya was strangely relived to be taken inside, “they done a good job on you” said the mysterious man who was pushing her. She was taken out of the trolley and a leash attached to the collar which had not been removed since the morning. She crawled in the direction of the pull and was sat in a corner, it was a huge space and she could hear loads of trolleys and leash chains around her. About 20mins later a man came over and placed a bowl in front of her, he pushed her face just above it so she knew where it was and said “dinner is served”. She had no idea what it was, but it stunk however she was hungry just hung over the bowl trying to convince herself to eat.

Another man approached her and bent down stroking her hair. “You better eat whore you can't reject food” He said, she raised her head trying to ask through her gag what it was, but the man understood and whispered in her ear “dog biscuits in urine, if you don't eat it there will be trouble” and walked away. Why did she ask she thought but found it in herself to lick away.

When dinner was over she was taken to a room where it felt 20 other women were also placed. A man came in and called himself a teacher and this was going to be lesson one. He began to speak outlining what the Traditionalist Party stood for and how in the next few days the Government was going to help these women adjust, help she thought! As the lesson went on they were told that they would have a show that evening where they will be selected on what class they would be going in. Those who pass the beauty contest will go in the A class and those deemed ugly would go in the B class. The beauty contest was based on figure, boob size and sexiness. “If you were in B class then you would be sent to boot camp where you would have to improve yourself with exercise or surgery to rectify your imperfections” said the teacher “you as a woman are on earth to please men and not being a sexy object makes you a failure”.

The class was dismissed and all women taken to their rooms, which resembled a prison cell. Tanya was finally allowed to remove her blind fold, she looked around at the room which had a computer, shelves full of make up, hair products and everything to allow women to groom themselves to being “sexy objects”. Tanya looked in the mirror, what had she become she realised her outfit was two rags one barely covering her 32DD boobs and the other a makeshift skirt. Her hair was cut all layered and curly, she had tons of make up on making her look cheap.

She looked at the computer which had an enveloped with had name left on the keyboard. The letter was from the new Prime Minister and it read:

“ Dear Slut,

Welcome to the Government Slut Factory, all of the staff and facilities are funded for by your old assets (property; bank balances; cars) that we have ceased possession of and sold – so thank you for your kind donation.

We believe that women have lost their way, we do not blame you as you were conned into believing that you had independence but after the country had been through two world wars we needed to rebuild and led you to think you had equal rights to men in order to use you to get our country's economy back to a good state. Now we have achieved this you have to go back to your traditional role in serving men.

Tonight you will participate in an cattle auction where businessmen will be bidding for you, those women will go in class A if you are not sold we will have to put you in class B until you are rectified to be sold. Thousands of clothes companies have put there catalogues on a computer database for you to choose in preparation for this evening. Before some of you get excited all of the major clothes stores have followed the law in regards to what women are allowed to wear and have modified their designs or face prosecution.

In a few days I will send you a breakdown of how we have spent your donation. Thank you very much for being so kind

Regards”

Tanya was angry at the cheek in the way this was written, she did not donate her money and the fact she was paying for this nightmare was adding insult to injury. As she got caught up in her anger a reminder knock at the door saying that they had 3hrs until show-time. Without thinking Tanya logged on the computer and looked at the on-line catalogues, Tanya was always competitive and marketing was her field so she knew what sold suddenly Tanya was talking about her own body as a “Sexy Object”.

She placed orders for potential clothes and within 10mins they were delivered at the door, the factory had a warehouse on site. Tanya tried on the different skimpy slut outfits, but Tanya realised that she had ordered the most conservative items in the catalogue even if they did make her look like a whore, she needed to look like a crack whore.

She ran to the computer and re-ordered more clothes to try on, this time she ordered the most degrading outfits. She started to pace as whilst she waited for the delivery, this powerful feminist woman was suddenly she was a slut with the burning desire to impress as many men as possible with her body. Tanya did not know how this was happening and tried to block her old self out of her mind as this was distracting her from the objective of being an A Classer. The delivery came, she gave back the previous delivery and ran to the bed with excitement at her new orders.

She attached the nipple pads on her breasts which were in the shape of cat heads, they had little green crystals as eyes and whiskers. She put on the diamond collar and black thong that had a 3cm strip covering her freshly shaved pussy. She raided the shoe wardrobe choosing a pair of 4inch heels that laced up to her thighs. The reminder of there only being an hour left got her worried and she rushed to cover her body with shimmer powder and applied her make up choosing bright pink lipstick and false eyelashes.

The door opened with her guard coming to collect her, before she thought about what she said she asked the guard if she looked OK. He smiled as he walked around her spanking her ass as he did. He never commented but the bulge in his pants confirmed she had the desired affect and then he said “you have to convey how desperate you are to be in A Class, they choose about 30 women a night out of 150”. Tanya took on-board his advice as they walked towards the hall.

Tanya was placed in a queue alongside other women, for the first time she saw her competition, some had made equal effort and some were a bit more conservative. Tanya could not figure out what these women were before some of them were already sluts before but some were librarians; teachers; highly respected business women such as she was. However, none of that mattered, tonight they were just numbers and all were sluts.

Tanya was number 108 which meant over an hour of standing in those heels, desperate to sit down as she was in pain. The queue started to go down and she started to feel butterflies when 101 was called. Weirdly the only thing that mattered was pleasing the men who were in the hall. The guards knew how she felt and started to play the mind games by letting them know that there was hundreds of men in the room waiting to see them and that many women already been had made it to Class A.

107, Tanya was next, she could not walk in her heels any more, she was feeling nervous and straightened her thong, ruffled her hair and was ready. 108 was called and the guard took her by the arm, she walked badly in the heels trying to keep up, she was pushed on the stage and saw 100s of men. About 15 of them were actual buyers the rest were factory staff; police officers and members of the public who won the opportunity as part of a new “jury service” selection. She froze as her details were read out.

“ Gentleman, Item 108 is Tanya, 23 from London. She used to earn £200k a year and manage an all male team. She was arrested this morning and he ex boss, Mr Benson says “Tanya is the reason I voted for the Traditionalist Party as whores like her needed to be put back in their place”. The crowd roared and Tanya was now expected to walk the catwalk, but her feet and legs were killing her, she started to hear the boo's from the crowd who were not impressed and before Tanya knew it she got on her knees and started to crawl down the cat walk, the announcer started to “meow” over the mic and the crowd roared. Tanya was feeding off the crowd wiggling her ass more as she crawled.

Tanya made it to the end of the catwalk where the buyers were sitting front row. The crowd quieten as the questions came in.

Buyer 1: “Tanya, what is a woman's role?
Tanya: “To serve men, they are superior and women have to please and obey them”

The questions continued and Tanya could not believe what she was saying. The questions ended and a guard took her back to her room. In the corridor she could see other women who had been up before her crying and being restrained, gagged and slapped. Tanya asked the guard how she would know whether she was in Class A or B, he said “You will know when you are taken to class in the morning”.

She arrived at her room, showered and got into bed. The computer was gone but replaced by a TV which she turned on. There was only one channel and it was full of propaganda films for the Government. Tanya watched as adverts came on, one was of a woman who cooked her husband food, he spat it out saying it was cold and she in fear got on her knees to apologise, he slapped her across the face. The narrator said “how dare she feed you sub-standard food, you work hard to put a roof over her head and this is how she thanks you! - Slapping your bitch is no longer an offence” The woman ran to the kitchen to heat up the food and then the narrator said “Please note, If your bitch is of the four legged kind and you slap it you could face a criminal charge for animal cruelty”.

The rest of the adverts reinforced the message of women who are controlled, the adverts that used to be for sex lines were now advertising women you could bid for to own.
Tanya fell asleep wondering if she made it to Class A.
Tanya was awake by the sound of an alarm which rang in each room like a fire drill. For a split second she jumped out of bed believing she was going to work but as her eyes adjusted to her new surroundings she soon realised that her nightmare was still going on. She jumped in the shower and got ready for her day ahead. When she came out of the shower she noticed a box on her bed and looked around the room to see if anyone was present. She walked over to the box and started to wonder how the delivery man knew she was in the shower but her thoughts were overtaken by the curiosity of what was in the box.

She pulled out the contents of a very tiny bikini, she had seen more material used on a tie yet some creative man had managed to make a whole outfit! The bikini was electric blue, the thong looked like 2 pieces of shoelaces and the bra was designed to ensure spillage of flesh, although Tanya was more endowed than most women with her 32DDs. Also within the box was a note:

“ Dear Slut

Welcome to day two of your detox holiday, we hope you are enjoying your time with us. At 08:00 hours you will be collected from your room by a guard, if you are not ready on time you will be issued with a punishment order requiring you to work all night. You will be taken to class in whatever state you are collected in.

Today is the day when you discover what Class you made, remember even if you failed to make it to Class A we are a caring Government and will work with you to achieve your dream to be a sex object for men.

Regards”

Tanya's blood started to boil at the way the Government were making this whole process being like a detox spa which she chose to come to! Tanya looked up at the clock, 07:32 she jumped up and got ready. The knock on the door came 08:00 on the dot, she still had wet hair but apart from that what little of her clothes she had on, were on. She slipped on her heels when the door was aggressively thrown open

“ Slut, do not make me wait!” he screamed
“ I was walking to the door for crying out loud!” she responded
Before she knew it, the guard grabbed hold of her face and looked meanly in her eyes
“ Never answer back to a man you stupid woman, do that again and I will make you sorry is that clear whore?” He shouted to her face.
“ Yes sir” she said in fear and shock

She walked alongside her guard down the corridor watching as women were dragged out by their hair some still in their towels. She looked at her guard thinking she was pretty lucky and he looked at her saying “I'm one of the nice guys!” Tanya found herself smiling at him as to almost be grateful.

She was guided to her classroom which was just like one you get a school, but with office chairs instead of that hard moulded plastic and of course these chairs had a belt which she was strapped into, she tested it and it was very tight. She looked around the room of 150 women packed into a room, if she did not know better she was at a conference. The next 10 minutes was filled with more women been brought in and strapped to their chairs, some resisted and others came quietly.
The teacher arrived and the class began, the first lesson was titled 'the outside world'.

“ Soon you will be leaving the Slut Factory and enter the outside world, we know that most of you would miss us!” he joked as the few guards around the room laughed. “so, as preparation for the new world we have prepared you a video to watch”

The lights went down as the projector lit up on the screen. The first few minutes of the video were clips of the Traditionalist Party on election night, the results going up as the cities and towns results being read and the looks of victory on the candidates fat; hairy; bald faces. Then the film switched to voters for their views:

“ Women have ruined this country and we needed to stop them” said one man
“ These women have become a disgrace, good traditional values is what we need” said a women that looked like she regularly attended mass
“ Scientifically women are weaker than men physically, intellectually, emotionally and today politically it can be seen in wildlife and today we returned back to how nature intended” said another male who was a Professor.

The video continued by showing how shops were ordered to destroy old women's clothes and replace them with clothes that could only be found in the most seediest of sex shops. Women who were seen on the street without authorisation cards were arrested, only husbands or managers gave authorisation. Those that were single or whose boyfriends/husbands dumped them for an upgrade were taken to one of the 2,000 Slut Factories across the country.

Women who occupied powerful jobs were humiliated in public, TV channels saw women either in soap operas where they were happy to serve their men. Newsreaders made to read the news in tiny bikini's and female politicians forced out of their jobs, with the leader of the opposition now becoming a dick sucker for the new Prime Minister.

The film finished and the lights came on, most women were in shock as they saw what they remembered as powerful women role models submit to men. A few were crying or got angry but they were soon gagged by the guards, had a vibrator inserted into their pussies and wheeled over to the front of class facing the rest of the group. Tanya looked at the 8 women lined up in front of her and the teacher pressing a remote control in his hand that led for the vibrators to fuck them as they resisted. He carried on talking to the class in his calm tone as he turned up the power and the women were starting to lose control in tortured pleasure, screaming through their gags, struggling in their seats causing their boobs to bounce and their seats to swing around. One by one they calmed down as they orgasmed and their whole body shaking as they spasm. The teacher turned off their vibrators and as the women started to regain their senses they were faced by a room full of women looking at them as though they were traitors – they hung their heads in shame.

“ Any questions – please raise your leg as high as you can” said the Teacher as he laughed with the guards. There was an air of silence as fear was rife across the room, then looking at the back of the room he said “higher!” and all turned to see a woman near the back lifting her leg as high as she could displaying her clit to the whole room as her thong sunk into her slit.

“ Yes?” was his signal for her to start
“ What happens if you leave here and can't find a man or get a placement to do service” she asked.
“ Ah, well if you can't get a man or a placement or you are dumped or dismissed than you either go to prison or the army” He said, but all were still confused “Ha ha, I forget that you are all uneducated so let me educate you. Slut prisons are like..... dogs homes, run by charities which receive Government funding. Adverts will be placed on TV for men to come and give you a new home and whilst you are waiting you will receiving training to become better citizens. If you are enrolled in the army you will work for the Government doing jobs for the public like clean toilets, clean the streets etc.”

The room was silent, no one dared asked another question.

“ OK... lets move on!” said the teacher “before break lets talk about Class A and Class B, after break you will find out what group you are in, those of you in Class A will continue your course with me over the next fortnight and be prepared for your new life. Class B will be allocated a guard and you will receive one to one help for the next week those of you who are assessed to be ready will go through the whole auction process again. If you are assessed as not ready your assessment will have an action plan of improvement which you have 6 weeks to get ready for the whole auction process again. You can undertake the auction process 3 times, if you still don't get through then you will be transferred to Prison. You have a further 6 weeks to train and hope someone offers you a home, if not you are in the Army.... everyone clear?” The room nodded

Tanya looked around wondering how many of these women had been here before, this new Government had been in power for 3 weeks so there must be some failures. The Teacher continued to talk about the different classes, although most women including Tanya just wanted to know if they had made it. He showed before and after pictures on the screen.

“ This women was a size 18, she was placed on a diet, 5hours of exercise a day and when the weight dropped off she was given new boobs” He then showed the after picture and looked like a whore. “The exercise regime included dog chases across the forest; aerobics in the parks which normally have an audience of men who watch; there is a whole sports channel dedicated to watching fat bitches play naked football; volly-ball etc.”

The room was in stunned silence, almost disgusted at the flippant way the Teacher was approving to this cruel behaviour. He realised how offensive he become, but in the sadistic way the women would have to become accustomed to he fed off of this energy, winking at one of the guards with an evil look on his face. He looked around the room

“ Hey, come on girls its a good thing, no men like a fat bitch – that's like having a car with no wheels, useless! The Government are trying to help you and some of you need to lose weight as you look repulsive!” The guards laughed “We will help you to become less worthless than you are, the reason you are here is because no man wanted you or your husband has thrown you away for a better object. So the months of humiliation and torture will make you happy!”

There was a few sniffles in the room, the teacher called in the guards who were congregated around the door ready for break. All the women were untied and taken to the canteen. The smell of freshly cooked food was making them salivate, whilst walking down the corridor Tanya began to wonder what Class she was in, the constant waiting was driving her mad. The thought of getting into Class B was too terrible to think about, but little was said about Class A it could be worse!

The women were sat on barstools facing a window which overlooked a huge canteen with about 400 men in it. There was 5 floors of glass overlooking the canteen in a courtyard style set up. The women had their hands cuffed to the stool around their backs, 'how on earth can we eat if we are cuffed' she thought. Tanya looked around realising that each floor had women lined up in front of windows, she realised her whole class of 150 did not even fill one side, her maths started to calculate 4 x 200 = 800 x 5 floors = 4,000... there were 4,000 women in the slut factory!!

She looked at the food men were eating, roast meats; chips; chicken; pizza; cakes all lined up and served by women in bikini's. All of the men either worked there or in the far right corned, where the furniture became more classy were rich businessmen or prize winners. A glass was placed in front of Tanya, all of the women full of walk looked like milkshake. Tanya looked at the women sitting either side of her as they wondered what it was... “protein shake” said a whispered voice, a woman two seats away.

She had obviously been here before! The milkshake was a mix of powered vitamins; sperm and milk. It was nutritional but was vile, each glass had a straw and Tanya watched as other women lent forward taking sips and began gulping it down herself.

“ Are you worried?” asked the girl on her right
“ About what?” said Tanya as there was millions of things that was worth worrying about
“ About what class you are in?” said the girl as though it was almost obvious as nothing else in their pathetic worlds mattered.
“ Yes” Tanya admitted “Class B sounded awful”
“ It is awful” said the woman one seat away “Trust me, I have never been so humiliated”

Somehow the woman's honesty was not wanted as others preferred to live in ignorance. The guards came behind each of their girls and un-cuffed them, “good luck” whispered her new friend. Tanya had butterflies and something stuck in her throat as she walked. As they left the canteen they were blindfolded in the corridor, about 10mins had passed until Tanya was pulled out of the line and began walking

“ Now is the moment” said the guard, they turned into more corridors. She then heard a door open, she was in a large room as she could hear the echo's of her heels and loads of chatter. 'Oh no! I'm in Class B – but why I am sexy I can please men' she said to herself stopping her thoughts as she realised she was buying into this cult. She was sat down and heard heels after heels enter the room, sniffling and loads of ruffling.

About 30mins had passed and Tanya felt tears come to her eyes as she thought how she could improve her performance at the next auction. Then she heard a guard ask all to stay silent and stand. Then he asked all to remove their blindfolds. Tanya grabbed her blindfold with vigour, desperate to see what she had heard around her, she looked at the man in front of her, her teacher....he was smiling

“ Welcome, sorry about the sound effects all part of the illusion that you were in a bigger room with loads of people.... so welcome to Class A!”

Tanya was overjoyed and smiled like she had won the lottery, the teacher looked straight at her smiling back, which made her clit tingle. This powerful man who controlled her, took away her dignity and made her feel sick inside was turning her on!

There was an air of relief in the room which was now full of 30 women who once were strong striving independent women and now were nothing but grateful that they won the notification that they were worth something.
The lesson began by explaining the timetable, there will be: Domestication; Submission; Fashion; Law and Physical Education. 'Not too bad' thought Tanya. The Teacher explained that they will be moved to a new venue, enjoy a bit more freedom and start to enjoy their new life. On that note the women were escorted back to a coach with blacked out windows, the coach was branded with Traditionalist Party Branding and in huge writing 'Slut Training Programme – Sluts on Board'.
The women boarded the coach which had 6 guards and a driver, Tanya sat next to Carly. Carly was 26 years old, brunette, her boobs were fake but looked amazing and firm under the tiny bikini she wore. She used to be a teacher and was captured 3 weeks ago. The women started to speak to each other, first whispering but as the coach started its journey and the guards seemed not to be bothered they started to speak normally.
“ How long have you been here then” asked Carly
“ 2 days” said Tanya
“ Lucky you” said Carly “I was captured on the night of the election results, easy target being a Teacher they already had access to my file from the Education Department of the Government”
“ So, how come it has taken you so long to get to Class A” asked Tanya, wondering as Carly was an attractive girl
“ Two things, firstly my boobs were too small, but they sorted that!” said Carly looking at her new D cups “secondly I resisted this is all bullocks, how dare they treat us like this but they took me to a dungeon for a day and I could not handle it”
“ What is a dungeon” asked Tanya
“ Its a real prison, in underground chambers – chains; whips; cages and really sadistic men who punish you until you submit – so I submitted” explained Carly
Tanya's stomach turned in fear and any thought of rebelling were soon overcome by the thought of the dungeon. Tanya looked out of the window realising that they had left the Slut Factory grounds and were in the real world. She was shocked to see how many men were beeping, cheering, clapping and laughing at the coach as they drove by. The driver came on the speakers and gave commentary
“ As you can see ladies you are all stars! The country loves you!” the guards laughed at his less than amusing joke, Carly and Tanya looked at each other sharing the feelings of frustration.
Tanya continued to look out of the window, the shop windows displayed all of the degrading clothes which featured in the on-line catalogues, billboards will full of degrading images of women submitting to men including women being spanked; begging and being humiliated. There were few women on the street some with men who had them on leashes but all wearing clothes that showed off their asses; boobs; legs and in some cases pussies.
The driver came back on the speaker “We will stop for a quick cigarette break, stay seated and don't try anything stupid. Its dangerous out there!”
The coach pulled into a truck stop, the carpark was full of truck drivers, all dirty and aggressively ill-mannered. They were delighted to see the coach pull in, jeering and clapping as we drove closer and closer. Before Tanya could think 'thank goodness the windows are tinted' the tints were lowered like an electronic curtain to exposure the women to the very horny crowd outside. Tanya like all of the women felt ashamed and humiliated, they were practically naked and just exposed like pieces of fuck meat to the crowd which were peering in to the windows as the coach now stopped.
The men were banging on the glass; shouting out names; demanding the women took their tits out for the lads. Tanya looked away, practically turning her back to the crowd. The guards and driver were greeted as hero's as they departed the coach. Tanya looked at Carly for reassurance and they both held hands in support, 'it will all be over in a few minutes' they both thought, but 10minutes had gone past and the guards were too busy chatting away. Finally the driver came on and said
“ OK girls, we have some entertainment for you” he said like this was a Butlins Package Holiday “The guys outside have just purchased a raffle ticket and the winner gets one of you as a prize” There was a stunned silence in the coach followed by panic.
“ What does he mean?” asked Carly
“ I don't know, but I have a feeling this is not part of their job, just something they do on the side, its not like we can complain is it?!” said Tanya. Tanya was a bit scared at Carly's response, Carly was the strong one and now she was beginning to lose her confidence.
The number was pulled out and a truck driver boarded the coach, met by applause from the guards and drivers outside. He was about 35 years old, unshaven, dirty, sweaty and fat. He paced the coach to pick his prize, slowly walking past each girl looking at them with his perverted eyes. The women tried hard not to give him eye contact, Tanya and Carly held each others hands tightly and Tanya whispered to Carly “Don't look scared as he might like that”.
He walked past Tanya and Carly, who both began to breath again, but it was not over as he paced back down re-examining each girl. The dreaded words “That One” came out of his mouth, Tanya's heart was in her throat fearing the worse but too scared to look up, there was a scream as the guard came over to retrieve his prize.... it wasn't her! Tanya and Carly looked at each other in relief then in shock as the women chosen was dragged off the coach with the winner. A circle formed around them as she was pushed to the ground.
On her knees she sucked his fat sweaty cock, men jeering and cheering whilst he fucked her mouth. He then turned her around and fucked her ass in a cowboy gesture playing up to the crowd. Tanya and Carly tried not to look, but curiosity took over. A few men in the crowd were wanking themselves whilst watching, coming closer to her and squirting their loads on her hair and face. Finally he came and she fell to the floor, he was met by the crowd patting him on the back for his performance. She was returned to the coach, covered in spunk, if her ordeal wasn't bad enough she was stood up facing the other women in the coach, her wrists cuffed on the handrail above. The women, including Tanya stared at her as the coach's engine started and they departed.
Carly nudged Tanya, who took her glaze off the woman “stop staring at her!” said Carly and Tanya realised what she was doing. “Sorry!” she said in embarrassment.
After another 20min drive, they finally arrived at their new home, an old hotel which was a converted stately home. They drove through the guarded gate, up a long drive through a well maintained garden, they finally arrived at the doors of this huge house.
The women departed the coach, ushered into the reception area.
“ The Blue Group!” said the male who greeted them “This way, let me take you to your wing”
The group followed the man to a large meeting room, he gave each woman an envelope with their room number. They were then shown what door to exit to find the corridor with their rooms. They were unguarded and free to roam towards their rooms alone, that small gesture of independence was such an important despite it being a fraction of what they enjoyed previously.
The carpets were soft and deep, the walls had vintage paintings showing women in slavery, chained up but looked normal. The chandlers were grand and elaborative, it was definitely a classy place. Tanya was in room 509, she started to count down the room numbers, the crowd in front of her soon thinning as their rooms were found, finally room 509 appeared and she heard Carly say “we're neighbours!” which gave Tanya reassurance.
The room was huge, big double bed, TV, en-suite shower, a balcony – Tanya started to think that this was not such a bad life. Tanya looked by the bed and there were two suitcases with her name on it, she never had suitcases so that was a bit odd. She ran to open them, being naive to what she would expect – of course it was pre-chosen clothes.
The “school” had a uniform which consisted of blue nipple tassels; a blue thong; a blue tie; blue thigh high socks and blue heels. They were the blue group after all. The room was full of the usual grooming products and make up. On the desk was a letter which Tanya ran up to read.
'Dear Tanya,
Welcome to the Slut School, I trust you are enjoying your new surroundings, or indeed I hope you are as it doesn't come cheap. But once again I would like to thank you for your kind donation, for without you and your generous support none of this would have been possible. Attached is the finance breakdown of your assets as promised.

You will have a few hours to settle in, at 7pm you will be expected to Dine with the Headmaster, your Tutor and your other subject professors. Inside your suitcases are a selection of clothing items you can chose to wear for the occasion. Remember you can be kicked out of School at any time and the penalty for your crime is dependent on the discretion of your Headmaster – so be a good little girl, do as you are told and always impress the men in every way or you will not graduate.
Regards
The Prime Minister'
Tanya started to be angry again, although this was the first time the letter was addressed to her by name. She checked the envelop for her financial breakdown, she worked hard for her money; possessions and assets, they were hers and they had no right to take this away from her. Money was also power, she could go home once she got out of here and buy a plane ticket to escape or at least get legal advice.
Tanya took out the financial statement. It showed how much she owned which amounted to £800,000 when her house, country house, cars, pension, savings and shares were counted. Her London House was now sold, belonging to a Mr Benson of Essex; Her Mercedes was now sold, belonging to a Mr Smith of Barnet; Her Country House was now sold belonging to a Mr Singh from Middlesex; Her pride and joy vintage Jaguar was now sold belonging to a Mr Benson of Essex; Her savings; shares; pensions were transferred into a Government Bank Account. The statement ended with the line 'Total Assets in Ownership of Tanya Jones = £0.00.
Tanya fell to the ground, everything she owned had been sold, all of her power gone. What was worse was the purchasers were her boss and co-workers back in her company and what was even worse was that they purchased this 3 weeks ago and she didn't even know! Tanya felt trapped and then realised that there was more information on the back.
This was a breakdown of how her money has been spent by the Government which included TV Adverts; Staff Wages in the Slut Factory and Slut School; Branding; Government Expenses and a finders fee (5%) of £40,000 paid to Mr Benson who turned her in.
Tanya looked at the clock, it was already 5.30pm and she needed to get ready for Dinner, she started to look at the clothes and decided upon a ribbon set with was a piece of ribbon for a bra; a piece for a skirt and matching red heels. She made herself up; curling her hair and applying as much make up as possible. It was now 6.45pm and Tanya had to make her way to the dinning room which she didn't know how to get there but didn't dare be late.
She left her room, walking carefully down the corridor, her ribbon slipping off her bouncing boobs and her skirt slipping higher as she walked. It was too late to change now, she read the signs pointing to the dining room, not seeing any other members of her class along the way but seeing the occasional guard who looked at her up and down. She was no completely lost, figuring out that the signs deliberately took her the wrong way to purposely make her late. Finally she found the dining room, most of the girls had made it there before her and were already seated.
She looked around the table for her name and realised she was sitting right next to her Tutor, slightly embarrassed at her feelings towards him this morning she smiled quickly and looked away, although he was fixated on her heavily exposed body.
“ Nice outfit Tanya” he whispered in her ear as soon as she was seated
“ Thank You” she said still not giving eye contact
The rest of the women arrived and all were seated, awaiting the arrival of the Headmaster, when he came in the teachers stood up and the women followed suit. Tanya, fearful she would be the last stood up as fast as she could, she watched the Headmaster who was about 50 years old, on the heavy side; wore glasses, had greying reseeding hair and looked awfully firm and commanded authority. He was sitting at the head of the table, which was one next to her tutor and very close to Tanya, as he got closer Tanya stopped staring but realised he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.
“ stay standing” he shouted at the table as he sat “is she one of yours” he said quietly to her tutor
“ yes” said her tutor proudly “Tanya has the makings of a perfect slut”
“ Maybe, although she can't dress herself properly” he said very abruptly leading all of the teachers to laugh
Tanya looked at her outfit and realised her ribbon top had slipped off one of her boobs, she was so embarrassed and just wanted the group to swallow her up. Before she could raise her hand to adjust herself her tutor had already straightened her up and smacked her ass in a jestful manner to make her feel better. All seated themselves and began to eat the most expensive, but fantastic food, Tanya had missed real food and was so hungry as were all the girls.
After dinner, the party retired to the lounge and the Headmaster said that we should all play a game; Truth or Dare... with a twist, only the women had to conduct a Truth or Dare and only the men could ask or choose the task or question. It was not like the women had a choice but he asked if they were happy with that and surprisingly everyone agreed, including Tanya and Carly.
The number 501 was called out, whomever room number that was had to go first; A slim black girl stood up and chose a 'truth'. The Headmaster and the Teachers looked at each and whispered amongst themselves, until finally the Headmaster asked:
“ Why do you think your Boyfriend dumped you and turned you in on election night?”
The women were in shock as the realisation of what the men were like became real again, the black girl looked around the room, she was completely humiliated and started to shake. She found the courage to speak and said
“ I don't think I pleased him enough Sir, I was too busy with my career rather than his needs I wish now I was a better woman to him” She then looked down
“ And the fact he earned £10,000 your house and car for turning you in – don't forget that” said one of the teachers as she was given permission to be seated. She was then asked to chose the next girl and pointed at a Chinese woman, in her early 20's who decided to chose a dare.
Tanya's heart was beating waiting her turn, about 6 rounds in someone had picked her and she stood up, this time ensuring her outfit was in place. Tanya chose a dare and before the males had an opportunity to discuss the dare her tutor blurted out...
“ I dare you to leave this room with me, right now and spend the night with me!”

The Headmaster looked at the tutor and smirked, Tanya was in shock, however it was no contest, she wanted to leave.... and she wanted him. She nodded and walked towards her tutor who grabbed her hand and they walked out of the room together towards the staff quarters.
Tanya followed her tutor as he walked in a fast pace from corridor to corridor, her heart was beating, where was she going? For all she knew this could be another test and she failed and would be punished. As she got further and further away from the room she just left she felt more and more nervous, although the other girls could not help her at least they were there for each other.
Finally they reached the room, a suite that was like an apartment with separate bedroom, lounge and study. She walked into the room hearing the door close and lock behind, the room was massive and plush. She carried on deeper into the lounge and when she reached the coffee table she turned to her silent tutor who had not said a word since her offered her the dare.
He stood there staring, she became uncomfortable waiting for some form of communication, she looked around the room and regained eye contact with him.

“ Is it it?” he said
“ Is what it?” asked Tanya almost confused about his expectations
“ Is this your best? You are lucky you ain't my wife or I would dump you by now!” he said as he walked to the sofa to take a seat
“ I don't get what you mean Sir!” said Tanya in a passively confused voice.
“ I called you here for entertainment... so entertain me!” he said abruptly

Tanya wanted to ask how, but was too scared to. She looked around the room wondering how she was going to do this and noticed a CD player and CDs, she walked over to them looking for a CD to play at the same time thinking of what to do, she found a song and inserted into the player.

She turned to her tutor who was looking in curiosity, the music started and she started to dance seductively, her tutor was impressed as he sat back smirking, Tanya felt so cheap and started to blank out her feelings getting more into it. She walked over to him, placing her legs on either side of his and pulled off her ribbon skirt placing it around his neck like a tie then pulling him towards her so they met eye to eye. She sat her naked pussy on his lap and held tight onto the ribbons as she laid back placing her legs on his shoulders feeling his hands rub her thighs and towards her wet pussy.

He grabbed the ribbon around her breasts, pulling her back up, she stood up on his knees whilst he undone his trousers and pulled out his huge throbbing cock and then placed her on to it. She could feel him enter her as she lowered herself and used his shoulders as support. He grabbed her ribbon bra and pulled it down to her waist exposing her busty tits which were bouncing in tandem as she slid his cock in and out of her. She felt him sucking and rubbing her nipples driving shocks to her clit.
She felt him pulsating and cumming inside her, she looked at him feeling his hot seed dribble down her thigh wondering what to do next, he picked her up of his cock and pushed her to the side of the sofa getting up and walking towards the shower room, Tanya got up with the intention of following him but he locked the door. Tanya was bemused as to what to do, she felt used, cheap and dirty as she realised he was finished with her. She picked up her clothes and started to dress slowly her stomach turning thinking about what just happened.
The shower door opened and her heart jumped:

“ You still here whore?” he asked
“ Erm.... the door was locked I didn't know....” she stuttered
“ You didn't know what?” he asked aggressively
“ I didn't know if I was allowed to leave without permission or on my own Sir!” she said
“ You are right how foolish of me, you are new and still learning” he said softly “come sit down and grab a drink whilst I get a guard to take you out”

Tanya helped herself to a swig of whiskey whilst her tutor went to the study to make a call, he returned asking if she had any make up and said she needed to look ready at all times, so she reapplied. There was a knock at the door and two guards appeared which Tanya went with. She walked towards the door looking back at her tutor wondering if he was even going to say bye but he was too busy laughing with the guards and then walked back to the lounge.
Tanya walked trying to keep up the pace of the guards which was hard with heels on and sticky cum running down her leg, her ribbon outfit slipping out of place exposing her boobs, ass and pussy, but the guards didn't seem to care pushing her from behind as she slowed. She could hear them as they spoke about her
“ She is fuckable” said guard one
“ Well if she can't cook then she will make a good prostitute” said guard two
Finally Tanya made it to her room door and once alone ran to the shower where she sat there for 45mins replaying what she had just done in her head. She felt so degraded, it wasn't even force she danced for him and pushed him deeper, what was she thinking what had she become?

The next day Tanya made her way to class, her classmates all asking what had happened but Tanya just wanted to block it out. A few girls felt it was romantic whilst Tanya felt it was the most degrading thing that has ever happened to her. She sat down in the classroom and her stomach turned as she watched her tutor walk in. He did not even acknowledge her or smile.
The subject was subordination and he started the lecture which commenced with scientific facts comparing men and women...

“ Women are scientifically inferior to men, they are physically weaker unable to carry the same amount of weight when compared to men. They are emotionally weaker always crying and getting upset about things men are built not to care about. They are intellectually inferior not being able to ever make it to as many management positions when compared to men....” he stated The room was silent listening to him like he was a genuine university lecturer, he continued by stating that women were better at cleaning, cooking, following instructions and obeying men.

“ It is within a woman's psychology to obey men, I mean you have only been here for a few days and already you are doing as you are told” he said making Tanya resent conforming “Any woman who does not want to automatically obey men has psychological illnesses which can be cured” he followed almost as a threat “Any questions?”
Tanya was angry by this point and despite all common sense she stood up
“ I have a question” she said assertively making her tutor smile
“ Ah Tasha? No its Tara?” He said deliberately pretending to forget her name rubbing it in she was just a fucktoy despite him being with her last night “An