DOLCETT WORLD STORY

 

In my stories, Dolcett is a County, Freeville being its capital City.

4,600 words.

 

 

COMPULSORY HAREM

PART ONE

 

"Sir..., as I have explained to you earlier it is compulsory under Dolcett State law as a male that you have to have a Harem, it is in the statutes and has been there for the last 500 years..." screamed the clerk thumping her desk in frustration.

 

"Look miss," I said trying not to be patronizing but obvious was being so far as her temple blushed in anger, "Look Carol," I said quickly reading her name off her name badge the familiarity seemed to relax her, "I'm over fifty years old, I've had my fair share of harems, I want to move on and explore my interests not have a breeding farm, I've done that."

 

"Sir through that door are over a hundred naked beautiful women waiting for the last eight hours in the cold waiting to be selected for your harem, some of them are triple 'A's' and absolutely stunning."

 

"That may be but I am sorry they are going to be disappointed but I sent you my criteria for selection and looking from the viewing gallery not one of them was even close, in fact..., you are closer to my criteria than any of them," I said watching a look of total disbelief on Carol's face.

 

"Don't be ridiculous, the criteria you sent us is totally unacceptable, none of them would pass a beauty test and anorexics are known to be infertile," snapped Carol.

 

"Good that's the last thing I want running around is a bunch of kids I told you I'm passed all that," I said reaching across her desk and tapped my finger on my letter she had in front of her.

 

"You fit those criteria, don't you, what about item three you fit that one too?"

 

It was like if I'd prodded her with an electric prod she literally yelped as she read the clause her eyes filled with tears she gripped the edge of her desk trying to compose herself then muttered.

 

"Oh, yes I certainly do."

 

We sat in silence for a while Carol was literally writhing in agony as she tried to cope with what I had said, "You are really beautiful, anybody ever told you that."

 

"I..., am not, those women through that door are..., I’m just a utility, fit for office work only, I am not, now please go through and select a minimum of twenty of them for your harem before they freeze to death," Carol sobbed out of embarrassment and frustration.

 

"I’ve made my selection, if you qualify for item three you are it."

 

"That is soo..., cruel of you sir, how can you be so heartless to taunt me that way," she whined.

 

"Stand up."

 

"What...!"

 

"Stand..., up." I growled she shot to her feet and stood to attention.

 

"Now lift your skirt above your waist,” I said slowly and deliberately, "are you disobeying a direct order from a male?"

 

Carol knew the consequences of disobeying a direct order from a man it would be a very stupid woman who did, Carol was not such a woman as my request came clear to her she stepped from behind her desk to stand a single pace from me unzipped the side of her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

 

Now it was time for my eyes to fill with tears as I gazed on her beauty her pendulous hypertrophic labia, "Oh, you beautiful, beautiful woman, you are what I dream of not those brassy bimbos you have next door girls like you I lust for, now can you find me twenty more like you?"

 

I looked up to see tears running down her face, "Sir I will try my utmost to fill your wishes but you realize it will take up to a year to find that many women to your criteria," she said through her sobs.

 

"So be it, it means we will have a whole year together while you find your companions, you have my address move in when you want."

 

 

BLACK TAGS

 

"Excuse me I have a 3 o'clock appointment for 'Pre-Disposal Placement'," said the tall painfully skinny forty year old redhead nervously and visibly shaking from head to foot.

 

The young receptionist of the 'Subservience Placement Office' never even looked up, "Name," said the girl gruffly.

 

"Tracy Sinclair, ma'am."

 

"Have you been on the colonic irrigator today?"

 

"Yes, an hour as instructed," said Tracy slightly annoyed.

 

"Are you wearing panties?" said the girl finally looking up at Tracy her demeanour changing as she saw how attractive Tracy was.

 

"How dare you suggest such a thing, that's disgusting, I have never defiled my genitals that way, ever...," whined Tracy really insulted at the suggestion.

 

"I have to ask lady, have you got pubic hair?" said the girl a little more meekly expecting the response, Tracy went red and glared at the impertinent girl, "I'll take that as a 'No' then, have you lost your virginity either orally, vaginally or anally?" Tracy managed a response this time.

 

"Like 99% of women, I wish," chuckled Tracy at the ridiculous suggestion that she could of had sex with a man.

 

The girl chuckled in response, " Sorry, some of the questions are so dumb, fuck lady if you a'nt been fucked with your looks and your twice my age what chance do have of losing the curse."

 

"To be quite frank dear..., none," said Tracy thinking for a moment the girl was going to react but just sighed and nodded her head.

 

"Can't see me getting through my next 'Beauty Test' only just scraped through the last one, oh, and on that point, you got your 'Certificate of Termination' there?"

 

"Oh, sorry there you are," said Tracy handing over a large envelope and watched the girl slide the black edged document out of its cover.

 

"Black Tag, send for immediate disposal, no commercial value, 'Full Cruelty', gee they're getting savage these days all to send a message out to the general public to stay in shape or suffer the consequences," sighed the girl pursing her lips.

 

"Why don't they just say 'Live Grinder Disposal' everyone knows what they mean, so saying all that why am I here and not a the disposal centre."

 

"Because you and room full of other anorexics have been chosen for something and before you ask I don't know but you better go and join them through there," said the girl pointing to a door marked 'Holding Room' then on another sign 'Secure Area'.

 

"Oh no," exclaimed Tracy, "a fucking 'Snuff Bunny',"

 

"Yeah Snuff Club or 'Experimentation', Vivisection most likely," added the girl to add to Tracy's apprehension.

 

"Yep, that's what happened to my kid sister, live dissected in front of a bunch of students, lived for three hours they reckon and not a peep of complaint thought it was her duty," sighed Tracy turning round leaving the receptionist to meet the next woman with a little more sympathy.

 

Tracy stood in front of the door quite frozen with apprehension, she knew the moment she passed through that door her life was over, and not that she had a choice in the matter. She remembered the cold hard look on the Beauty Examiners face a woman that had sentenced tens of thousands of girls and women to be slaughtered and processed for the their body products.

 

Many women considered it an honour to be processed for their body parts and quite gleefully said good bye to their families to walk naked through town to the process centre or local butchers whatever their choosing. Being of course they were 'Red Tagged', Tracy wasn't going to be afforded that honour, hers was only dishonour a 'Black Tag'.

 

"Black," the woman growled, "next.."

 

"Why," pleaded Tracy to the poker faced examiner, there was no obligation for the examiner to enlighten Tracy the reason for her failure and to her classification but Tracy felt somehow she deserved one, the woman's eyes softened.

 

"Look at yourself pet, yes you have certain attributes that are quite extraordinary, but your anorexic, you’re virtually tit-less, really what did you expect. Your forty, at least eight years passed prime meat time."

 

"But I don't deserve having to climb into the grinder, I've looked after my body,'

pleaded Tracy.

 

The woman took a deep breath, "Look you're bloody gorgeous there is no doubt of that but my hands are tied the best I can to do for you is to put you through for a 'Pre-Disposal Placement,' you'll get to live a little longer depends on what buyer they find for you."

 

That was three days ago, Tracy realised if she wasn't standing here hesitating to go through the door she would be just fertilizer now.

 

"You going through pet," came a voice from behind Tracy turned still in a daze from her thoughts to see another forty...ish woman standing behind her, " come on hold my hand let's get it over with, damn never thought I end up as a ‘Snuff Bunny’," said the woman opening the door and pulling Tracy through it.

 

Both women stopped in their tracks as the small room was nearly filled with tall slim and some anorexic women Tracy being one of them. They seemed range in age from late teens to women in their fifties a rare sight certainly.

 

"Please come in and take a seat," said a woman in her late twenties wearing a white lab coat and carrying a clipboard, without the white coat she would of fitted quite well into the group that she stood in front of now smiling broadly.

 

Tracy was led by the woman she held hands with to take a seat and they both looked at the woman in front of them.

 

"Welcome ladies my name is Carol and I am an 'Alpha Slave'," she said looking at each of the women in turn that sat in front of her.

 

'An Alpha,' thought Tracy that means she is owned by a 'Man', Tracy swallowed hard, Carol, the woman standing in front of her was wearing a gold medallion around her neck, and she was a breeder. Tracy was in the presence of a woman who had actually had sexual intercourse with a man she was overwhelmed as the emotion rose in her body, she spluttered a whisper to the woman still holding her hand.

 

"She's wearing a medallion, she's been cunt fucked."

 

"I know I know isn't it wonderful, we are so honoured," whispered the woman excitedly back and for the first time.

 

Tracy looked at the sweet woman that had befriended her and her heart leapt for she was anorexic too and with the prettiest face, she had the sudden desire to kiss her so she leant over and kissed her temple and the woman squeezed her hand in response.

 

"It's Jan by the way,"

 

"Glad to see you are all getting along so well," said Carol to the group making Tracy and Jan blush in unison, "Ladies can I all ask you to stand up and completely disrobe apart from stockings suspenders and shoes, and please," Carol paused raising her voice a little, "and please would you cover your genitals with your hands, I know, I know it is an offence to do so punishable by public flogging but it is necessary at this point and I have permission from the appropriate authorities for this to happen".

 

Tracy stood up and began to undress making sure to cover herself so even Jan next to her didn't see. Tracy always envied women who were licensed to walk naked in public. One you had to be very wealthy to afford the licence and of course secondly you had to be 'A' Grade beauty rating which Tracy for all her good looks was not, so she enjoyed the opportunity of being naked amongst a group of women.

 

"Now please walk over here and keep your cunt covered please now form a circle around me, that's it sorry you having to let go of your lover's hand dear," Carol said and Tracy blushed again as she let Jan hands go.

 

Now much to everyone’s surprise Carol turned her back opened her white house coat and let drop to the floor she turned back her hand over her vulva then walked to the centre of the circle of women and she was dressed as all the other women naked but for stockings and suspenders. Tracy groaned quite out loud as she saw how beautiful Carol tall slim body was.

 

"Ah, ah no fingering yourself ladies just keep your cunts covered with one hand please," said Carol with such a confident friendly manner for the first time Tracy found herself beginning to relax and her labials began to engorge.

 

She turned on the spot keeping herself covered she looked at each and every woman intently, "Twenty four very beautiful and & special women very special women, I say women and not girls because I think the youngest of us is Ingrid at appropriately 24, is that right Ingrid?" said carol turning towards a statuesque slim blond with probably the largest breasts of the group but being flat to her chest and low hanging seemed more likely on a woman twice her age, no doubt the reason she received her 'CT' thought Tracy.

 

"Yes ma'am, I am 24 but the look of these beautiful ladies I am certainly surprised to find I am the youngest," she said with a cheeky grin that made the group chuckle, carol smiled broadly.

 

"Ingrid you have obviously studied all the ladies quite closely, may I ask you what do you think we all have in common?"

 

"All quite tall and all very slim," chuckled Ingrid,

 

"And...," asked Carol raising her eyebrows at Ingrid who visibly squirmed.

 

"Well, err, well we all have, oh, dear, we all have terrible tits..., oh dear sorry girls," groaned Ingrid writhing in embarrassment.

 

"Anybody disagree?" asked Carol spinning on one heel to peruse the encircled women.

 

The group all chuckled as one.

 

"Not terrible Ingrid let’s say fucking ugly," chided Jan.

 

Carol raised her finger to indicate agreement, "and that is why you are here today..., because.., to everyone else but my master we are, fucking..., ugly, that is why each and every one of us failed our,'Beauty Test' because of our ugly tits" Carol said softly, "In fact most of us have ugly skinny or anorexic bodies yet we have certain things going for us that will ensure us a long life compared with the average."

 

The room was totally quiet and each woman was transfixed to the spot in a state of anxiety wondering what was coming next.

 

"Please change your hands covering your cunts and hold your hand out in front of you.., keep your cunt covered, now come in closer..., that's it and what do you see Gloria?"

 

The question startled the anorexic curly haired brunette, who looked up at Carol then walked round the group looking at each woman's out stretched hand including Carol's.

 

"They are all wet and gooey ma'am, we’re all dripping cunt juice by the litre, “said Gloria giggling nervously.

 

"You see, another reason why you are all here, you all have a very high libido, let me ask you how many times do you masturbate in any one day, Tracy you are a mature woman who must have regular self-pleasuring habits how many times a day would you orgasm in any one day?"

 

Tracy was a little taken aback for a moment and blushed again as she squeezed her vulva at the thought of being able to relieve her building arousal seeing so many other naked women in one room was almost unbearable.

 

"Tracy..."

 

"Well orgasms a day just heaps, I can just cum just walking down the street but I suppose I masturbate at least six times a day but orgasm at differing levels of intensity twice that..,"

 

"Umm, impressive, how about you Ingrid?"

 

"Oh, I don't think I ever stop, I just can't leave my cunt alone," chuckled Ingrid, "If would have to be ten times a day at least, mostly on public transport too," sniggered Ingrid.

 

"Kelly, how about, your thirty what's your masturbation practice?"

 

The tall blond thought it necessary to step forward to talk, she was extremely beautiful if she entered a room you would hear people gasp because she had a graceful presence about her but if she did enter a room very few would have known of her terrible secret.

 

Kelly was inviting the other women by stepping forward to look at her mutilated breasts, charged with sexual dissent as a teenager she had been sent for breast destruction as punishment. Her mangled breasts were a mass of red wheals and angry crimson scar tissue, Tracy felt her stomach churn in revulsion at the sight of such hideous torture on such a perfect body, after a pause she smiled and in a bubbly manner began.

 

"Well when I wake up I do it, well I'm usually already at it when the alarm goes off," said Kelly in a manner that had every one already chuckling, "Then on the bus going to work, like Ingrid it is so fucking hot to wank in public, then I manage to last to morning tea and I rush off to the bog to frig myself silly, same for lunch, afternoon tea, going home on the bus, in front of the telly when I go to bed,"   she paused, "apart from that I don't touch myself..," said Kelly stepping back in line to the room gleefully chuckling at the delightful Kelly.

 

"Kelly could I perhaps ask you, what you think about when you masturbate?" said Carol grinning knowing fully, "I'm sure the ladies would love to know."

 

Kelly's demeanour immediately changed from bubbly to austere, she stayed still and replied immediately, "I think about torturing and mutilating other women's breasts," she said dropping her gaze to the floor.

 

"Oh, you hot bitch," exclaimed Ingrid, "That is all I think about all fucking day, come here you beauty," said Ingrid tippy toeing over to Kelly keeping her hand tightly over her vulva.

 

Kelly lifted her head to Ingrid and receive a passionate kiss on the lips then she turned back to the group, "She's mine O.K., my tits are yours sweetheart you do whatever you want to them," said Ingrid putting her arm round the shoulders of Kelly who broke into tears and sobbed tears of joy as the all the women slapped their thighs with their free hand as applause.

 

As the applause and laughter died down Carol span round to face Tracy, who went pale and whispered, "Oh no.., please," Jan immediately put her hand on Tracy's buttock as if to calm her.

 

"So Tracy what makes you orgasm so many times a day and even walking down the street, probably when you've seen something nice," said Carol mischievously knowing she was putting Tracy on a spot. Tracy just shook her head blushed brightly and looked to the floor in a hope Carol would move on.

 

Jan kneaded Tracy's naked buttock but she could see Tracy was trembling and obviously in distress.

 

Jan  turned to the group, "Anus, I just love anus, any chance I get to lick an anus I just love it, I'm always thinking of it and masturbating," said Jan obviously trying to help out Tracy from her obvious embarrassment.

 

"Thank you Jan I will bear that in mind, I enjoy being rimmed immensely but I was asking Tracy what she thought about when she.., masturbated!" said Carol with a raised voice, Tracy shook her head again in response and let out a sob.

 

"Please, no don't make me say it," pleaded Tracy.

 

"TRACY..!!!" screamed Carol.

 

"I like young girls O.K., I like little girls O.K...., I’m a cupboard pedo, through and through," hissed Tracy in anger dropping her head again not be able to look at the group.

 

"So who of you here, given the chance with no regrets or repercussions would go down on a young cunt, put up your free hand.

 

"Look up Tracy darling look up," said Jan taking the opportunity to slip a finger into Tracy's anus that made her look up in surprise to see virtually every woman in the room including Carol with one hand raised, Jan took her finger out of Tracy's anus sucked it then raised her hand.

 

Tracy let out a long plaintive groan then sobbed, "Thank you..."

 

A middle aged woman stepped forward and stood in front of Tracy who was scared for a moment that she was about to assaulted something that had happened to her before when she had declared her preferences but she broke into broad smile.

 

"Thank you Tracy for being so brave as to admit it because now I can say to the group, 'I am not alone'," said the women who lent forward and kissed Tracy very gently on the lips.

 

"O.K Ethel, that's not what we are here for you will have plenty of time to talk to Tracy about your sexual preferences now please get back in the circle and leave space for me thank you," said Carol waving her hands around to organise everybody as she wanted.

 

"Now I want you al to close your eyes shut and keep them like that, now put your hands on your hips..., now all of you I want you to squat down with your legs as wide as possible," Carol said almost breathlessly.

 

"Now keep your hands on your hips, now open your eyes," said Crarol hoarsely to be followed by yelps of joy.

 

"Oh, look at all the beautiful pissflaps," yelped one woman.

 

"Tracy your clit is the size of a boys penis," stammered Jan.

 

"What do you think ladies, look at all this lovely cunt have you ever seen so much labia," exclaimed Carol absolutely delighted with her task.

 

Tracy looked round at each woman standing in the circle she had never so much hypertrophic labia it was just glorious all the women were giggling excitedly as they gazed at each other’s genitals.

 

Tracy soon made the assessment that her hanging labia was by far the largest in the room and she smiled with a deep sense of satisfaction she looked down a herself again yes she hung a good 150mm below her vulva but labia was not only long but thick and meaty and from below its hood her huge pink and shiny clitoris stood out erect at all most 75mm long.

 

"Get acquainted ladies with have a long coach trip ahead of us," said Carol.

 

"Ma'am may I ask if we are Snuff Bunnies," said Ingrid loudly dampening the joy of the moment.

 

"I can't lie to you as 'Black Tags' you have no rights what so ever, you are legally classified as terminated and should be at this moment a bag of fertilizer, therefore if you were as to say wander off from our protection. Well anything could be done to you without any repercussion. But seriously ladies do you honestly think you have the aesthetic attributes to be given the honour of being classed as a Snuff Bunny.

 

Yes you will be tortured, yes you will be disciplined with spanking and caning but you won't be snuffed unless you transgress the rules repeat idly like wearing panties," said Carol deliberately making eye contact with each woman.

 

"Tortured..," said Tracy surprising herself, "sorry of course, we are 'Black Tags' and deserve no less, sorry," stumbled Tracy but to her surprise again she received a ripple of applause from the other women.

 

"Let me ask you this ladies, what were the reasons for you all failing your beauty test?" asked Carol to no one in particular.

 

"Either tits or being too skinny, or both," offered Jan.

 

 "Correct but as your master just adores skinny women that's not a problem but as for your tits don't they deserve to be tortured?" said Carol

 

"Damn, right they do," said Kelly rather enthusiastically, "bring it on.."

 

"So why did we have to spend an hour on the colonic irrigator if we are not going to be snuffed?" asked the puzzled Ingrid.

 

A broad smile broke over Carol's and she giggled infectiously.

 

"Well may you ask, let’s say I have a little treat for you all come over to the table ladies," said Carol ushering the women over to a round table with a large cloth covering hidden objects, "O.K. Ingrid let’s see what we have for you all."

 

Ingrid tentatively raised the edge of the cloth peeked under and immediately dropped the cloth as if red hot.

 

"You have to joking they are huge how could you possibly...," said Ingrid totally dismayed.

 

Carol opened her legs by side stepping then bent over and grabbed her ankles all the women gathered round and gazed at Carol's tight buttocks and what was in-between.

 

"Oh fuck, you have one in your anus, how the hell did you get it in," spluttered Ingrid.

 

"A jewelled butt plug that's so pretty," exclaimed Jan squatting down to take a closer look, she grasped the 40mm round jewel and pulled it out to reveal a 10mm diameter shaft emerging from Carol's pretty anus, "well that's not too big".

 

"Yeah, but the rest of it is...," said Ingrid pulling off the covering sheet to receive a collective gasp from the women as the stainless steel butt plugs were revealed.

 

"How can I possibly get that into my rectum," said Tracy holding up a stainless steel butt plug to examine it closely and running her fingers over its pear shape globe, "it's so heavy it must be 2kg you must really feel it?"

 

"Well I can tell you all you get them into your anus you have no choice in the matter, like I had no choice it is what our master wants and we must obey his wishes never mind how painful or humiliating it might be," said Carol touching Tracy's arm as she stared at the huge metal object.

 

"Of course we have to obey it is our duty but it's just huge it will split me right open," sobbed Tracy mesmerized by the size of the gleaming butt plug.

 

"You don't have to get it in now silly it will take you months to stretch yourself enough to carry the butt plug for 24/7," said Carol chuckling.

 

"Speak for yourself lady be five fucking minutes for me," said Jan mockingly, immediately Carol slapped Jan across the face playfully but hard.

 

"Sorry ma'am got over excited I think," said Jan apologetically.

 

"How can you be so flippant about something so huge invading your anus," said Tracy still fondling the shape of the huge metal object.

 

"I'm not being flippant pet, I just love any sort of anal play, " said Jan a little peeved.

 

"Come on ladies take one each, we are off to Labia Mansions now," said Carol holding a door for the women to go through.

 

"But hold on we need to get our clothes on," said Tracy.

 

"Don't worry about them you'll be living naked from now on," said Carol.

 

"Oh, really, I rather like that idea," said Tracy running over to Ethel and hugging her tight then hand in hand they went hurrying through the door to the coach.

 

THE END

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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