"If this law passes, I'll let you enslave me yourself, those were your words, if I recall?"
Ashley Arkia, the congresswoman who had spearheaded the Male Control and Correction bill, spoke to one of her opponents in a live broadcast, awaiting the results of the popular vote that would determine if this bill would pass or not.
"While we wait let's take a moment to review the events that led up to this historic event and what the bill actually does. The Calian nation has undergone significant social changes in the last few years as new technology and methods have allowed women to effectively enslave men."
"At first the movement was controversial. Many said that it should be called something other than slavery since most men were able to operate normally under its effects and many submitted to it willingly. Many women started to insist on it prior to starting a relationship."
"Then came experimental criminal reform. Convicts were given the option to accept enslavement instead of prison, and many jumped at the chance."
"And that brings us to the current bill, which will apply primarily to prison populations, men between 18 and 25, and of course any men who voluntarily wish to be freed from the burden of their free will."
"Alright, the results are almost in. Are you nervous, congressman? Don't be. You won't even be the first enslaved congressman, and it may even improve your odds of reelection..."
"There, the results are in. Female Supremacy is now the new law of the land. What do you say, congressman? Any last words as a free man? I was kind of hoping you would try and run away. The law doesn't technically apply to you, after all. Though you might as well. With this it's not going to be long before enslavement becomes mandatory for all men."
Ashley starts to strip, never having been shy in front of the cameras, you hesitate, but you know that you'll never hear the end of this you back out now. Ashley is already waving her top around. She puts on a show for the cameras as she moves towards the bed that her assistants have wheeled onto the stage.
"What's wrong? Do you need help undressing yourself?" Ashley laughs. "Having some doubts now that I'm about to make you eat your words?" She jumps on the bed and spreads her legs wide. "Don't be shy, come on in. It's warm and cozy, I promise. Slide into a whole new world where women rule, you can't escape it now..."
You take a few steps forward, slowly beginning to strip. Her slit does look very inviting. You'd never thought of her this way before. Those lips seem to call to you... turning off your thoughts... making you harder... your clothes fall to the floor... you watch yourself slide inside and feel her clamp down on you, her legs wrapping around you.
"Soon you know why men were so eager to become our slaves. Belonging to a woman is what all men want, deep inside. Don't feel too bad. Most men stop thinking when they see my pussy. Just like you just did."
"Now that you're inside me, feel my power over your surrounding you. Feel me own you, control you, on top, on bottom, it doesn't matter. My control is only getting stronger from here on, and you'll love it. You'll give up your control, willingly, gladly, in exchange for total fulfillment under my dominance."
She holds you tight within and between her legs, every passing second making you more aware of her power, her sexual energy making your strength irrelevant. You feel yourself losing control and her taking it. You want this, the thought creeps in, tempting the edges of your mind. You push it back, but it lurks at the edges. Her eyes bore into yours, and you feel that she knows your thoughts and doubts.
