Feminist Debate

Sir would you like to write a story for me about a feminazi going to a "debate" with men and getting gangraped and turned into a free use urinal at her college? I'd write it myself but I am not smart enough.

Obviously your arguments are destroyed. Somehow you thought the tumblr infographics and TikTok memes would actually change minds in the real world. Not to mention, you're a girl, so you tripped over your words and nervously glanced down when they looked at your tits. You shouldn't have worn a strappy top. Each genius argument you delivered was so easily swatted aside by the men. When you started talking about how women deserve reparations for being oppressed in the past, one of the guys openly laughed and grabbed his crotch, "I've got some reparations for you right here." You flinched and nervously tried to laugh it off.

"Yeah bitch, isn't feminism about burning bras and sexual freedom? Maybe you need a dose of rape culture." This guy stepped forward and eyed you up and down hungrily. He smirked and very deliberately spat a glob of spit onto your face. You flinched and jumped back, trying to wipe it off but he grabbed your arms and stopped you. You strained against him as the wet droplet ran down your cheek. He laughed and easily held you still, pinning both your hands to your sides and bringing up another ball of spit. This one landed on your lips and you gagged at the thick slime. "What's wrong, too much toxic masculinity?" He laughed and spat again. Your was coated in a thin layer of spit and you knew your makeup would be running now.

The humiliation was overwhelming and you tried to stand up to him, "Get the fuck off me you... ugh mmph guck." Before you could finish the sentence another man who had appeared behind you had his fingers in your mouth, forcing them down your throat and making your spit mix with the drool already covering your face. His other hand clamped onto your tit and started painfully twisting your nipple. The spitting guy pulled his cock out and twisted and forced your hand down to touch it, "Let's see one thing you whores are good at." He guided your hand to his thick cock and made you stroke it, "that's right, doesn't that feel better than pretending to be equal?"

You grunted in anger but the hand in your mouth stopped you from managing more. You felt another man pulling your skirt up and suddenly a sharp slap to your pussy. You yelped and all the guys laughed. As the man's fingers pushed aside your panties and penetrated your pussy you finally sobbed, utterly ashamed and broken. You had to admit he was finding all the right spots but being openly groped by at least three men made you want to disappear. You realised you hadn't explained clearly enough what rape culture was, and tried to do it around the fingers in your mouth. All that came out was some glugging sounds and spit.

The man you were jerking off stopped your hand and moved it to his balls, in obedient fear you fondled them. Then, aiming his cock himself, you felt the warm spray of piss hitting your stomach and hips. "This is what I think of feminism, cunt" he groaned as he aimed higher to hit your tits. The other guys pulled away to avoid the spray, and pushed you to your knees. As you stumbled down the piss caught you directly in the face and you accidentally swallowed some bitter pee. The other guys who had been groping, and a few others, all had their cocks out now, and a few at a time each began emptying their bladders on your face. With one tit hanging out, your skirt pulled up so your wet pussy was exposed, and your face coated in spit and piss, you didn't feel like a feminist icon. The men laughed and high fived as you dejectedly let them piss. One guy was feeling especially mean and forced his cock into your mouth, and pee overflowed down your chin as he pissed.

When he was done pissing he pushed his cock deeper into your throat and began fucking your face. He didn't seem to mind the spray of piss from the other guys, and his long skinny cock made you gag with each thrust. It didn't take long before he took two fistfuls of wet hair and came down your throat. The taste of cum mixed with the piss and you gagged again, this time the puke came up and he chuckled as a string of puke hung from his dick. Immediately after he pulled out another pissing cock replaced him, and the surprise generated another wet puke. The puke slime ran down your feminist tits. This wasn't right, you were sure your arguments on equality should prevent a man from taking what he wanted like this. As this next cock throbbed and shot cum down your throat, you realised that men were so much stronger so you would need to treat them better so they didn't hurt you.

The next guy was even rougher, he was still pissing while he throatfucked you, seemed to enjoy each time you nearly puked on him, and when he came he pulled out so he could cum all over your face. When he finished he took hold of your hair and started dragging you, towards the mens toilets. "Look, since you're so progressive, let's make you into a gender neutral toilet." The gang of men followed as you desperately crawled under his tugs, and eventually found yourself slumped in a cubicle. He pulled your head one more time and placed it in the toilet bowl. A couple of guys tore off your skirt and panties leaving you bare and exposed. Within seconds a cock forced its way into your asshole, while still more guys took a piss onto your head in the toilet. Even some girls turned up to take a piss on your face and have you lick their cunts. They did have a point, that you could be a toilet for both genders. That's equality, you thought.

With each assraping and piss drinking, you began to realise that your only option was to accept this. Clearly your thinking and words hadn't won the argument, and in physical strength you stood no chance. By far your best option was to use your body--specifically your mouth, cunt and asshole--to keep these men happy. As the next man took aim to piss, you meekly smiled, "Would you like me to suck you first, Sir?"