Femtopia

Introduction:

With the world in financial meltdown and Dubai's Palm Island project in chaos- a billionaire cuckold and his wife purchased an island at a relatively cheap price and were able to create their own principality free of any jurisdiction of Dubai’s laws.

On this island the vision was clear- it had all the facilities and amenities already built on it- all it needed was people to colonise it- They would be in essence a whole new world inside the world we live in- The secret billionaire may have had the money but it was his wife who had the vision-

She set about creating an island called Femtopia- here women would rule everything.
They would control all the serving businesses on the island- from the courthouses( though crime was not going to be an issue on such a exclusive island), the shops, the education centres and all the other businesses needed to keep the island ticking.

A man could act as an advisor but could have no power on the running of anything on the island-

Everybody on the island must be introduced and recommended by people already living on the island and was exclusive to married couples and lovers of that married couples- men would carry out all the daily chores around the houses- no outside maids could be hired from off the island- nobody could even get on the island again without invitation- the island consisted mostly of affleuent Europeans and Americans although some middle class people ran the small businesses on the island to make their income- the island had a permanent population of 600 and a seamisteral population of 3000

All with one thing in common- women were first and men were last.

There were certain rules the women imposed:

Permisteral grooming and hygiene was off the most importance to both sexes- men were not allowed body hair, and worked hard on their appearances- Most men outside the home had a mans club where they could get away from women and the gym was a focal point-

Males were not allowed to oogle woman and were punished with spanking if caught-it was common practise for a woman to request a sign of obedience from a man in her company whether it be massaging or kissing in worship her feet, legs or ass.

Women could have lovers from off the island as long as they were cleared for entry- men could not stray from their wives unless wives permit it.

Dress code was smart casual- men were comfy shorts and nice t-shirts and women wore summer dresses or shorts and tops- feminization of men was allowed- many would wear maid outfits around the house buy would be required to be present with their wives at all times outside if dressed in womens clothes to prove their were not deviants

If a man was constantly getting erections in public- a woman could demand him be put in a chastity device to prevent such unsightlyness

Men would have to become and would be trained at education centres to be gifted cooks, domestic goddesses, massagers and oral pleasers

A mans orgasm shall come last- if he persists on cumming first he won’t come at all and shall be chaste

The women is always right

How ironic that in a land that sees women as second class citizens and island would be born that places them solely in charge, and reverts men to nothing more than playthings and servants for their superior mistresses

I moved to the island with my beautiful wife Lindsay after both of us lost our jobs in the financial sector- we were invited by Lindsay’s rich sister Angela and her husband John. We are in our mid 20s, Lindsay has brunette hair is a size 12 and has that perfect voluptuous body, her ass is better than any work of art and she has 34E breasts that are just heavenly to suck.

Lyn found out with a takesen night with her sister that John was her cuckold. Angela has 2 lovers on the side, both with in her words “huge cocks”. John is very poorly endowed at only 4 inches- but Angela loved him and he couldn’t bear to live without her so fell into this lifestyle. John had been on the rotund side but underwent a severe diet and exercise programme to get in good enough shape to get allowed to live on the island. Outside their sex life they were just any other normal couple- John made his money as an architect and Angela was a solicitor for a Manchester law firm. They were regular visitors on the island coming at least 6 times a year.

When she told Lindsay about her lifestyle, Lindsay was shocked; Lind was a bit of a prude and didn’t have that adventurous a sex life. I was her only lover. She wouldn’t allow sex toys in the bedroom despite my offering. I was not the best lover in the world and could never last longer than 5 minutes and once I came would often lose all sexual desire and want to go to relax leaving her very frustrated between the sheets. Before I came I’d do anything for her, after I came I couldn’t give a cuckolds brownie about anything.

Angela was far from impressed and told Lindsay to put manners on me. Regularly Lindsay would get me to perform oral sex on her and then roll over and go to relax without me getting off. I found this fantastic. I absolutely loved her doing this and actually admitted it was better than actually getting penetration sex with her. Other nights, she handcuffed my arms to the posts of the bed and gave me slow handjobs before stopping and leaving me there humping air. She started to get great pleasure from denying me sex. I would literally beg to be allowed not for me to cum but to be allowed to make her cum- that became my primary desire. Whether it be from my tongue or my fingers- she loved it when I massaged her- she said I had great hands, so night after night, there I’d be massaging her back and legs with my penis struggling against the fabric of my boxer briefs. And night after night she’d go to relax happy with me left with a raging hard on- god I loved this woman

The dynamic of our relationship had now developed into one where I was inferior to her- she controlled everything and I worshipped the ground she walked on. Once we but I was eager as hell- what could be better than living on a hot island where I could push my submissive fantasies to the edge. Lindsay decided for us that we may as well give it a shot- She acquired the local greengrocers business on the island- we hadn’t the money to just live it up and would have to pay for our keep so this was perfect. The island was made up of small small businesses like this- There was no Walmart/Asda here- it was an organic society were everybody serviced each other.

My life became so surreal from the moment I set foot on the island- Lindsay ran the shop part while I did all the labour intensive work for her- carting the fruit and veg about- we grew as much as possible there on the island but much of it had to be sourced from off the island and this gave me a great opportunity to meet loads of new people.
Of Course I got no wage for any of the work done. Women controlled all the money- I was also responsible for all the housework and of course our evening still consisted of me pampering my love while she ignored me feeble acts for sex- On the island, Lindsay, through meeting people everyday at her greengrocers, made many new acquaintances, they would push her further than she new how. Although Lindsay said she loved me and would kiss me regularly, I could see her mood change towards sex and our relationship. She started to openly wonder should she too take a lover. I begged to be allowed to service her with a didlo but she seemed to think that was really dirty for some reamister.

Fear and anxiety swept over me- I loved the whole femdom scenario and was happy to live in a world where they had all the power but with me getting so little sex I didn’t think I was ready to see my goddess succumb to another mans penis- I so wish I could last longer when having sex but I had got worse holding it in with all the teasing and denial Lindsay did to me.

One morning while Lindsay was powdering her face at the sink and getting ready for work, I walked in- she was wearing just a bra and sexy panties. I fell to the floor and wrapped my arms around her thighs with my face just inches away from her heavenly ass. I begged her “Lindsay I love you so much and will do anything you want, but I really don’t want to lose you to another man, what if you fall in love with somebody else”

Lindsay kept powdering her face and didn’t even look around- she pushed her ass into my face- I happily started to kiss it, first at the bottom off the cheeks and then pushing closer with my tongue to the knickers, eventually I began rimming her with my tongue. She let out a wee coo to sign her approval. I loved her ass so damn much and imagined no greater place to be in the entire world than with my face pressed against her bottom

“now now now, you have plenty of work to do today” she said “ and as for your request, that’s all it is, a request- remember slave you have no rights on this island, I make all our decisions- I still haven’t decided yet- I’ll let you know in due course”

With that she left for the bedroom to get her clothes ready with me still kneeling on the bathroom floor

‘SLAVE’- she never called me that before- things were changing awful fast on this island but I was loving it

Very nice start. Please keep going. Looking forward to reading more.

Great start longjohnsilver!!! By all means, do keep going!

I love the way this story is developing. Please write more.

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Shoot the works!

I started my day at our greengrocers- sorry Lindsay’s greengrocers. Working busily getting the fresh stock ready, I didn’t even hear her come in

"SERVICE" "SERVICE"- I dropped a box of bananas and hurried out to the counter- It was Alice

"I’m so sorry, I didn’t hear you enter" I whimpered

"HA, that’s no way to run a shop; I’ve been waiting here five minutes"

I very much doubted that but I dare not say such- Lindsay came into the store then from outside queering what was going on

Alice told her of the shocking customer service and to keep her sweet Lindsay gave it to her gratis- Alice thanked her and scowled me in equal measure. One cooled down and as a sort of ice breaker Alice invited Lindsay to lunch at her gardens office. Her ‘subordinate’ was welcome too Lindsay was visibly delighted at her request.

When she left Lindsay turned to me- “What the hell happened there”
“eh well”

“ Don’t you know who she is- how powerful she is- you are lucky as hell she didn’t lose it completely with you- you have plenty of groveling and making up to do”

Alice was the elected Mayor of Femtopia- She was a pure bitch- there really si no other word for it. She was a successful corporate lawyer in Dublin, Ireland but after the crash in the Irish economy s
She was over 6 foot tall with long red hair, pale white skin and freckles all over her face and body. She was cold and calculating- She started that exchange for a pure thrill- One of those bitches that loves to get people in trouble. She clearly hated men- Her partner was a wreck of a man- Martin- a young Irishman who clearly had been broken over the years by Alice- he just went along with everything for the peace but now was a shadow of a man-

Rumours had circulated that he had been castrated, others that he was permanently in chastity and the key was thrown away- I just thought they were urban legends by the wives to control and freak out any disobedient men.

What was definitely true was that he was sissified and made wear servant maid costumes. We would see him in toe behind Alice dressed head to toe in very unflattering women’s clothes- I really wondered why she kept him- did she love him or did she just love to hurt him- he seemed to worship her completely- why else would he do the things she made him do. I had no desire to end up like him- I loved being submissive to Lindsay but I also saw myself still as a man- a submissive man albeit
he left it all behind to move here permanently.

Once home- Lindsay started to give out

“You really dodged a bullet there- Alice could make your life and my life a living hell just for the fun of it- This is a women’s world and until the next election- she runs it. You better give her no reamister to go to town on us at the lunch.”

“Now as punishment- you are forbidden for cumming for two weeks- And I’m serious now- I know you masturbate when you get a moment to yourself and that must stop from now on- My friends have advised me to control your ejaculations to control you- if you’re caught playing with yourself- there will be hell to pay”

It was true- I couldn’t help myself whenever she wasn’t around- I hated myself for it and truth be told the moment after ejaculation I always felt empty- even when we played together- if ever she gave me a handjob, I hated when I came- I wanted to stay in that state of arousal all the time. One night I always remember fondly was of the two of us spooning and me with a hard on pressing in to her bum- she kept it there all night but wouldn’t let me push any deeper or touch it- she just teased it all night- if she felt it drop, she’d grab it and press it up and down her silk panties for just a little while to get the red puming before stopping and drifting back to relax

I layed there all night with a raging hard on denied and in heaven. But we never kept the game up and just kind of fell into a scenario of no sex- I always though of Lindsay while I masturbated but it wasn’t the same.

“ I’m placing trust in you- masturbate and I’ll take drastic action, and don’t think I won’t get it out of you- you can’t lie to me without getting those red cheeks, maybe it will be two pairs of red cheeks with your ass on fire from a good spanking”

Pain was never my pleasure and part of me wondered would she really inflict it on me.

“and speaking of ass cheeks- that’s your perk- I know how much you love to kiss my ass and I can easily take away that little treat for poor performance- “

“please baby I couldn’t live without that- I need to worship you like that- I won’t cum without your permission- I’ll do anything you want”

“ what I want is Lindsays nights- That means Bath with candles and music followed by Full body massage concentrating mostly on my back and feet- not my ass and boobs- you hear me!”

I sighed

“ then if I so desire I will need either oral pleasure or you can finger me to orgasm- you best read the situation best as I won’t say which”


You cannot mount me unless I pull you onto me- sometimes I really want cock but you always seems to cum in 2 minutes and leave me disappointed

This is where I was screwed- I admittedly had lost my mojo in the bed- and was always best a second or 3rd time but now we were in a catch 22 position

Less and less ex meant I came quicker and quicker which disappointed my lover more and meant less and less sex again spiralling out of control to the point now of I was starved of penetration sex and ended up masturbating alone in guilt.

Lindsays nights though really could be something wonderful- unlike my cumming- nothing gave me greater pleasure than Lindsays cumming- I’ve actually came myself without any friction against my penis just by giving her ecstasy with my fingers or tongue.

I’d be happy for that to be the only way I came for the next few weeks but I’d have to fight hard my nasty habit of wanking away out of sight. I hated it and wanted to stop but just couldn’t help myself

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sorry i was working on a phote casebook recently

im all very new at this

is this story any good or have i gone off track

writing is a gift that im not sure i possess- these thinks seem better in my mind than on paper

It's great! Lots of fun. Do keep it up!

I was so nervous as we walked into the lunch garden, Alice was there sitting in a beautiful brown blouse and cream skirt- her pale white legs went on forever- she looked stern at me- but then she looked stern at every man-

“away out the back with sissy Martin” she scolded

Lindsay sat down and started to make small chat with her while Martin motioned at me to follow him.

“Hi- how are you getting on” I said- “fine, hope your prepared for a long day” he replied. “why”.
“ well my mistress is keen to mould you into another one of her bitches-I think she wants Lindsay to give you to her for the weekend, all because you were not subservient enough to her one day- she demands to be the centre of attention at all times”

I broke out in a sweat- I loved being Lindsay’s slave but I didn’t want to be Alice’s too- I loved Lindsay with all my heart- Alice scared the cuckolds brownie out of me- She seemed to relish inflicting pain and misery on men- Martin was dresses like a chambermaid- it was a blue dress with black stocking and suspenders and high heels- He said he loved wearing clothes like these- made him feel fabulous and Alice loved it too as she loved pulling his dress up and spanking him whenever there was a minor indescression.

Alice came through to us after about an hour of chatting- “enjoy your wee break sissies”-I wasn’t a sissy, I wasn’t dressed head to toe like a woman- what had she been telling Lindsay

“Right Martina- you’re reporting to Lindsay’s house- She needs a servant for the weekend- I trust you will not make any mistake- Jemma you will come with me- I want to some training”

Jemma? She was clearly talking to me- Oh I could only think what she had in mind for me-

“ok slave- My house is a half mile walk from here”- she then put a lead around my neck and began walking with me in toe behind her- “ keep your head bowed”

As we got to the bottom of the hill- she turned to me and told me her feet were sore and that I had to carry her up the hill to the house- She wasn’t heavy as such but as a lad who was dwarfed by her height- I struggled to carry her- my stance was awkward the whole way up swaying from side to side trying to carry her tall frame

“so you think I’m fat or are you just a weakling?”

“I’m so sorry ma’am” WHACK- she slapped me across the face- “you will not call me ma’am- you will not even call me mistress- you will call me Goddess Alice”

“yes Goddess Alice- I’m so sorry” my face was on fire

Naked now slave- I just looked at her puzzled
“on my you will make this so hard on yourself”

Damn I never stood naked before anyone but Lindsay in my adult life. What choice did I have- I stripped down to my boxers before slidding them down slowly and kind of turning away from her in embarrassment-

“let me see you properly” she grabbed my tackle and pulled me into her.

Pathetic is how she described it-“I hope you never have sex with Lindsay with that miniature excuse for a cock- if so I shall be instructing her to forbid you from sex- if she wants sex I’ll get her a few big cocks to service her”

“ my god I’m already sick of looking at it” put some panties on- here take mine” she lifted her skirt to expose nice red frilly knickers-
“on your knees and take them down with your teeth”

I got down and started at the left corner and then switched to the right corner all the while Alice pushed her buttocks closer into my face

“Lindsay tells me you love her ass- well I have an even nicer ass than her and expect you to show worship for the highest ranking ass in the land”

Her ass was nowhere near as nice as my Lindsay’s but I didn’t tell her that

Once I got them down the curves of her thighs they fell to the floor and I grabbed them and stepped into them- they were quite snug and I’m pretty sure I looked ridiculous in them-

“now lie down on the cold marble floor on your back- I have a present for you”

Then she squatted down to my face and I put my tongue out to lick her out- just then she began to pee- all over my face- “ take my golden nectar you lucky boy” I swallowed as much as I could but it was going everywhere-

Once done she stepped up and walked away

“ clean up the rest of my nectar with your tongue- lick it all off the floor- don’t waste a drop- you’ll soon crave that take more than any champagne in the world- its an acquired taste you should savour ”

I wasn’t so sure but by god was this a whole new ball game

I am LOVING this. SOOO much potential, AWEESOME stuff.