A Woman's Place

Ellie sat in her prison and waited. Her captor and (ex) best friend had plotted to kidnap her and keep her here in his newly converted loft for God knows how long. Worst of all, he'd discussed it with her Dad who seemed to have agreed to it wholeheartedly. Women all over the country appeared to be going through the same thing as Ellie. She'd witnessed them being chased, caught, tied up and carried away. She'd even seen one unfortunate girl sexually molested in front of her eyes. Ellie had received a hard blow to the face from the perpetrator as she tried to pull him off. What the hell was going on?!

Ben reappeared with a small TV that Ellie knew he'd kept in his bedroom. He placed it on the table so that she could see it and plugged it in, connecting the aerial cable as he went. This had obviously been what her Dad had suggested -- he thought she'd calm down if she watched a bit of telly?!! Ben tuned it but every channel seemed to be broadcasting the same thing.

"I'm going to leave you to watch this while I go and make you some lunch Ellie. I've got all your favourites in -- is there anything you'd particularly like?" Ellie hadn't moved a muscle and refused to look at or acknowledge him. "Ok -- I'll just make you a sandwich for now and we'll see how you feel later." Ben trudged from the room again giving Ellie a worried look. He wished she would go back to shouting and swearing -- at least it would be some sort of reaction. He'd never seen her so quiet and pale.

With Ben out of the way, Ellie focused on the television. It was The News but the usual female newsreader had been replaced with a solemn looking man. Ellie fleetingly wondered what had become of her.

"... and now we go live to the Prime Minister." The scene changed to show the famous and important, smartly dressed man standing outside his home behind a podium. His usual friendly demeanour had been replaced by a serious expression and he held himself with an air of authority.

"Good afternoon. World Wars 1 and 2 changed this country drastically. While the men bravely went to fight and die to protect these lands, the women stayed at home and filled our empty places in the factories, farms, offices, shops, schools and hospitals. Without their efforts, we would never have been victorious and we salute them for it. When the soldiers finally returned home, radically depleted in number, a lot of the women could continue in their new-found roles. This opened many doors for them. As well as financial independence, they were granted the vote, the right to further education and eventually equal opportunities. At the time it was believed this was the fair thing to do - after all, women had proved that they were just as intelligent, just as strong and just as capable as any man.

In the past few decades we have seen great female leaders. Many of our finest doctors, lawyers, teachers and other professionals are women. Our scientific understanding of the world has increased significantly due to the inquisitive and intuitive natures of female scientists. Technology has taken massive leaps forward in no small part down to the ingenuity and resourcefulness of women ...

and yet we have a problem.

Our country cannot continue on this path. There are too many adults and not enough jobs. There are too many families and not enough homes. There are too many students and not enough places. There are too many single parents and not enough money for benefits. 4 weeks ago, I made the hardest decision of my life. My decision will put this country back on course and today gentlemen, we have seen its beginning. At 10am this morning we began The Reversion.

We ARE the dominant sex and we WILL claim back our rights over women."

At this, the all male crowd cheered and applauded. The Prime Minister waved them back into silence. "We no longer have to worry about our sons. Every male in the land has a job waiting for them. The homes formally owned by women are now the property of the government and they will be redistributed, fairly, to men who have need of them. Our schools and universities will no longer be over populated and subscribed -- there will be a place for any male who wishes it.

But all this comes at a cost, gentlemen. We all have long and difficult days ahead of us. The women we have claimed need to readjust to their new places in society and I urge you to be patient with them. We still have many women at large and I intend to capture them all before they can form organized resistance. ANY stray women will be detained and auctioned off and so for this reason I am imposing a 2 month compulsory curfew for all females with immediate effect. If you wish to keep your mate, do not allow her to leave the house but if she absolutely must, make sure she has an adult male escort.

Whilst on this subject, it has come to my attention that some of you may still be ignorant of, or have been ignoring our new laws:- - Each man may take one woman -- ONE only and she MUST be of age. - REASONABLE force may be used to control your mate. Permanent or long lasting damage is not permitted. - All females are the property of their husbands, partners or closest adult male relatives. They are to be kept, sold or given away as that owner sees fit. - All unclaimed females are the property of the government.

ANY breaches of these laws will be dealt with -- you have been warned.

I would remind you, gentlemen, that the women we have enslaved today are the mothers, sisters and daughters of other men. We have sacrificed their freedom for the good of this country and for this they deserve our respect. They are your responsibility. Treat them well." The Prime Minister gathered his papers and with a nod he turned back to his aids and returned inside. The assembled press all shouted out questions and comments but it was clear the statement was over. They switched back to the news studio.

"The Prime Minister there, speaking live. We will be repeating that every hour, on the hour for the remainder of the day -- you can also see it on our web page or by pressing the red button on your remote control." The newsreader turned to look into a different camera indicating that he was moving on to another story. "The roundup of unclaimed women begins in just under an hours time and our reporter John Green is on the streets -- what's happening out there John?"

"Well Kevin, as you can see from the scenes behind me, things are beginning to calm down. I think the majority of men have managed to capture a mate and I can only see a handful still roaming the streets. Those unlucky enough to miss out will of course be able to purchase a slave either from a private seller or in the government auctions which are due to take place in..." but Ellie's attention had switched to Ben who had entered the room carrying a tray of sandwiches and 2 mugs of steaming coffee.

She was still curled up in her little ball as far away from the bars as she could get. She hadn't moved an inch and if it was at all possible, she was paler than when Ben had left the room. Ben thought how vulnerable she looked all alone in there and wasn't surprised when his cock gave a twitch. Ellie was effortlessly sexy and the best thing about it was that she didn't even know it -- he'd spent most of last night with a raging hard on as he watched her sleeping beside him. He knew the time would come when he would make her his completely but he had to try and contain himself -- move slow and not scare her too much. He wanted Ellie to surrender to him as willingly as possible.

He placed the tray on the coffee table and carried it over to the bars. Then he grabbed one of the chairs and parked himself next to it. Casually kicking off his shoes, Ben slipped his feet between the bars so that they rested on Ellie's bed.

"Ham salad -- that's your favourite right? Come and get your coffee before it goes cold." It was clear Ellie had no intention of moving. "I'm meeting your Dad at your flat later so that we can take anything out of it that we want to sell or keep. The government are claiming it so we need to be quite quick. I know you'll want your photos and your Grandmother's jewellery but is there anything else you want? I'll pick out a few bits of clothing for you but you won't need much!" It had been an attempt at humour but the moment Ben said it, he wished he could stuff the words back into his mouth again. Ellie visibly withdrew further into her shell.

"Ellie please understand. I don't want to hurt you -- the opposite in fact. I'm trying to protect you, to keep you safe. When I found out about The Reversion I had only one thought in my head -- you. Worried about you, how you'd react, the things you'd miss out on, what you would feel... and then I had other thoughts. Thoughts about other men capturing you, hurting you, raping you and I felt sick. That's when I knew for sure that I had to save you... that I loved you. I've always had feelings for you but I knew you'd never look twice at me, not in that way at least. You were always too good for me Ellie. I've tried so many ways to get your attention -- the amount of women I've paraded in front of you in the hope of seeing just a spark of jealousy but.... well, maybe you'll come to love me in time." Looking dejected, Ben concentrated on the ripples in his coffee.

"I did love you."

"What?" Ellie had said it so quietly that Ben was sure he'd misheard.

"I did love you but then you did this to me and now I don't know how I feel. Why didn't you warn me? You knew. You knew for weeks and didn't say a word. How could you?" Ellie turned over so that she was facing the wall.

"I had no choice Ellie -- none of us did. They weren't letting anyone out of the country unless they had a really good reason. That's why there have been airline strikes for the past month and the ports have been closed due to that non-existent agricultural disease - it was all a huge cover-up." Ben pleaded. He desperately wanted to make her see. "I should have done this differently -- I know that now. You should never have had to see that idiot in the field or those women being chased through the streets. I knew I'd have to keep you locked up for a couple of months so I wanted you to have a final night of freedom outside. It was stupid. I should have just brought you here yesterday so you wouldn't know what was going on out there. I'm sorry Ellie."

"Just go away." Ellie said quietly still facing the wall. She heard Ben sigh and get up.

"Ok. I'll leave you in peace. I'm meeting your Dad soon anyway so I'll be back in a few hours. Try and eat something Ellie -- keep your strength up." and then he left.

A few minutes later, Ellie heard the front door close and the car reverse out of the drive. Finally alone, Ellie sat up and started to look for an escape route. She checked every single bar for weaknesses and rattled the door with all her strength. She looked around for something she could fit into the lock without success. Ellie could see a long pole with a hook on the end which she guessed was for opening the windows and blinds high up in the ceiling. She reached for it but fell short by a good meter. Even if she could get the pole, it wouldn't be long enough to reach the key on the other side of the room. She looked through the drawers in the bedside cabinet finding a few books, magazines, an iPod and a few other things to keep her entertained but nothing that would help her cause.

Giving up for now, Ellie slumped back down on the bed and focused once more on The News which was still blaring away on the TV.

"...buildings which will be used to train girls from the age of 5 in domestic chores. Once they become of age, their fathers or closest adult male relative can sell them on to new owners." The newsreader paused before moving on.

"The government announced earlier that a leaflet will be distributed to everyone's homes within the next few days detailing the new laws in full. It will also offer a helpline for those with further questions and it will list pre-approved agencies that can help with the training of mates who are finding it hard to adjust. Our reporter Dan has been to one of these agencies -- Dan, what did you find out?"

"Well obviously they're not in use yet so I didn't get to see them in action but the programme and facility itself looked pretty good..." They started to show pictures of the inside of one of these 'facilities' and Ellie thought they looked anything but good. Stark, concrete buildings with hard wooden floors, rows and rows of tiny cages with no beds or comforts at all and mean looking men who looked like they were relishing the idea of 'teaching' women to be good slaves. She was shocked to see a so-called Training Room with implements of torture on the walls such as whips and canes. There were manacles hung up ready for use and even an X shaped contraption which was clearly used for tying a woman in a spread-eagled position. Feeling very queasy, Ellie reached through the bars for the remote control that Ben had left on the coffee table and switched it off. How frightening it would be to end up there. Ellie wondered where her female friends were now and hoped they were ok.

It had begun to feel quite hot in her little prison but Ellie didn't think it would be wise to remove any of her clothes -- she didn't want to encourage Ben in any way. As a compromise, Ellie took off her coat and laid it on the edge of the bed. After such a disastrous morning, Ellie felt like a complete emotional wreck. Exhausted, she made herself comfortable on the soft duvet and arranged the down pillow under her head. Within minutes she had cried herself to sleep.

A few hours later, Ben crept his way quietly up the stairs and into the loft he'd had converted into Ellie's cell. The heat hit him as he entered the room and he made a mental note to remember to leave a window open for her in future. There she lay sleeping sweetly. He allowed himself some time to study her beautiful face through the bars. Reaching through, he swept her hair back gently being careful not to wake her. 'Mine' he thought to himself with pride. The bruise had come out quickly and Ellie winced slightly as his fingers grazed it. Ben tried to swallow the rage he felt towards the neanderthal who'd hit her. There was nothing he could do about that now except show her how gentle he could be.

He'd spent the afternoon with her Dad clearing her flat and had only kept a few things -- the rest would be sold and he'd split the proceeds with her father. Her bank account had been emptied and divided in half too. He'd decided to keep her small TV which he'd fix to the wall in here. He'd put the remote control on her bedside cabinet -- when she's good, she could have access to it but if at any time she disappointed him, Ben could simply roll the cabinet out of her reach and she would be left with no lamp, books, magazines, music or any form of entertainment to alleviate the boredom.

Ben noticed that she hadn't touched any of the sandwiches and her coffee was stone cold. Perhaps she'll eat something later. Using the long pole, Ben opened all of the windows in the ceiling and pulled the blinds down a bit to block out the burning sun. She was already looking a little bit pink and Ben knew she had to be careful with her fair skin. She looked uncomfortably hot in her jeans and checked shirt but at least she had removed her coat. Ben silently pulled it through the bars - she wouldn't be needing it. Ben had collected a few items of clothing for Ellie which he would put in the chest of drawers later but he fully intended on keeping her naked for the majority of the time. When she's tame enough, he would consider taking her out of the house and in due course, she might even be trusted to go to the supermarket by herself. During those events, clothes would be required -- Ben was uncomfortable with the thought of other men seeing his property in all her glory. 'Mine' he repeated.

He'd been battling with himself all day (all month in fact) to concentrate on anything except Ellie's body. He longed to touch her, taste her, take her and now here she was -- right where he wanted her. Moving on auto pilot, Ben took the key off of the hook and quietly unlocked the cell door. Ellie mumbled in her sleep as Ben lay down beside her but she didn't wake. Laying his hand against her cheek, Ben could feel how hot she was. He blew his cool breath over Ellie's skin to cool her and waved his hand to create a draft but it wasn't nearly enough. Justifying his actions with the thought that she would over-heat, he unbuttoned Ellie's shirt to reveal her soft, smooth belly and luscious breasts protected from sight by the thin silky material of her black bra. Ben moved his hand over them, feeling their weight and squeezing gently. Her nipples began to react, standing proud through the fabric. Ellie cooed softly -- a sound so sexy it made Ben's cock spring to attention. It was too much for him and throwing caution to the wind he unhooked her bra, pushed the cups aside and latched on to one perfect nub while rolling the other one between his finger and thumb.

Ellie had been dreaming. It had started the way they always seem to these days -- with Ben. The time, place and situation varied in each dream -- her bedroom, a deserted beach, a four poster in a castle, under a stunning waterfall... but this time she dreamt she was on a cloud floating in a clear blue sky. The sun was baking hot on her skin but she was too comfortable to move. Luckily an angel (who bared a striking resemblance to Ben) happened to be passing and saw her predicament. The cloud had billowed softly as he lay down next to her and she had sighed with contentment as he fanned her with his beautiful, pure white wing. Silently she beseeched the angel to take off her clothes and she wasn't surprised when he read her mind and did so. Ellie felt the familiar stirrings in her pussy and squeezed her legs tightly together to put just a little bit of pressure on her clit. The angel worked his magic and had her naked from the waist up in no time. He cupped and squeezed her breasts gently making Ellie hotter and wetter than before. She felt his sweet breath on her chest before he closed his divine lips around her nipple.

As usual when her dreams start to get interesting, Ellie woke up but in a break from tradition, the dream seemed to be continuing! The angel was still there making her feel so incredibly good and Ellie's heart seemed to leap and sing all by itself. Ellie made a contented sound and curled her fingers into Ben's hair. In the same second, she moved her leg over his and curled it around encouraging him to move closer to her pussy. Ben broke away from her nipple and looked into her eyes smiling. He moved to kiss her, sliding his hand down her back and onto her bottom. His lips began to brush hers and ...

that's when Ellie came to her senses.

"What? No!" Ellie said pushing against his chest. Ben tried to pull her closer.

"It's ok Ellie. Ssssshhh it's ok..."

"No. It's not ok." she said pushing harder. Ben could see fear and panic creeping back into her eyes. "Are you gonna... I don't want to... oh no..."

"It's alright, it's alright." Ben said soothingly as he let go immediately and let her scuttle back. "I won't hurt you Ellie. I won't do anything until you're ready." Ellie had moved back into her corner and had sat up with her palms out facing Ben like a stop sign, ready to push him away. She was panting heavily and Ben could see that she was shaking again. "Stay calm Ellie. Look -- I'm not going near you. I'll stay over here." Ellie kept her eyes on him for a good ten seconds, waiting for him to spring at her. He didn't. Slowly she lowered her hands and tucked her knees up to cover her naked breasts. Her eyes darted to the cage door which was open. "No Ellie -- I can't let you do that." Ben warned and moving carefully so as not to startle her, he sat up, effectively baring her way.