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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
878
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 2
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The next morning Alexa awoke to find that, indeed, her visitor had left her bruises. She had them on her arms, hips, legs, shoulders and lower back. There was even some dried blood on the sheets when she got up. Alexa got right back into the bath, as she had been the previous night. She cleaned herself as best she could. There was nothing she could do about the bruises. Women weren’t allowed to any make-up or any kind. It was considered lying to men.
Alexa finished washing and hurried to get ready. Today was Thursday, a sports day, and all the women were the cheerleaders. They were all assigned a section of the stands and were supposed to keep the men busy when their team wasn’t doing so good. To do this, they all wore tight little shorts and a bikini top, while carrying around pom-poms and jumping. A lot.
Alexa hated her job. More so today because of her bruises. She was usually a crowd favorite, but because of her bruises, she wouldn’t be allowed to cheer because of how they made her look. All the other women whispered behind her back, calling her a ‘poor thing.’
She pushed her way past the other women and donned the much hated by all, but Alexa, dark blue jumper that the women wore at the concession stands. Alexa wanted the day to be over now.
When the game was over and all the men attending, save for a few stuck in their offices, were completely drunk beyond recognition, Alexa was allowed to go back to her flat. She needed to take another bath. She always had to take a bath every night, or the Ultrascreen in her bathroom might report it to the Lord. Alexa cringed at the thought of having to explain why she hadn’t taken a bath one night.
The Lord was the one people looked to for answers. They accepted everything he gave. They even accepted that dunderhead of a president, because the Lord said he liked him. Even though people are supposed to ‘vote’ for whom they want, it’s the Lord who actually chooses. And if you don’t pick whom the Lord wants to, you’re put on the criminal list. They hunt you down eventually and send you to the camps, with the homosexuals.
Alexa mentally cursed the Lord. She was still free to think what she wanted, for they hadn’t quite figured out how to read the normals minds. Alexa thought of the camps and how she almost went there, almost. He brother had been ‘entertaining’ one of his friends and had been caught. Alexa had been home with him at the time and they thought that she was there conspiring against the Lord with them. She had barely escaped.
With her bath finished, she went into her room, still with no towel, seeing as how there really were none given to women, she kneeled next to her bed and bowed her head in prayer. That was another thing that was required of them. The Ultrascreens were always waiting for you to make one wrong move against the Lord. She obediently recited the prayer the women were supposed to say.
“As I lay me down to sleep, I pray to men
My body they keep.
And if I die before I wake,
I pray that the Lord,
Will supply men with more,
Women for men,
To dutifully keep.”
She slipped under the covers, her hair the only thing now wet and went to sleep. The Ultrascreen automatically dimmed after hearing the prayer and played a soft tune meant for their sleep time.
Alexa sighed and mentally prepared herself for the tasks she would have to do tomorrow. She didn’t want to have to ‘entertain’ another man, but that was the way it was. Men were dominant, women were their property and everyone obeyed the Lord. No one was different and homosexuality was a sin.
Alexa wished her brother was there. He understood.
The next morning Alexa awoke to find that, indeed, her visitor had left her bruises. She had them on her arms, hips, legs, shoulders and lower back. There was even some dried blood on the sheets when she got up. Alexa got right back into the bath, as she had been the previous night. She cleaned herself as best she could. There was nothing she could do about the bruises. Women weren’t allowed to any make-up or any kind. It was considered lying to men.
Alexa finished washing and hurried to get ready. Today was Thursday, a sports day, and all the women were the cheerleaders. They were all assigned a section of the stands and were supposed to keep the men busy when their team wasn’t doing so good. To do this, they all wore tight little shorts and a bikini top, while carrying around pom-poms and jumping. A lot.
Alexa hated her job. More so today because of her bruises. She was usually a crowd favorite, but because of her bruises, she wouldn’t be allowed to cheer because of how they made her look. All the other women whispered behind her back, calling her a ‘poor thing.’
She pushed her way past the other women and donned the much hated by all, but Alexa, dark blue jumper that the women wore at the concession stands. Alexa wanted the day to be over now.
When the game was over and all the men attending, save for a few stuck in their offices, were completely drunk beyond recognition, Alexa was allowed to go back to her flat. She needed to take another bath. She always had to take a bath every night, or the Ultrascreen in her bathroom might report it to the Lord. Alexa cringed at the thought of having to explain why she hadn’t taken a bath one night.
The Lord was the one people looked to for answers. They accepted everything he gave. They even accepted that dunderhead of a president, because the Lord said he liked him. Even though people are supposed to ‘vote’ for whom they want, it’s the Lord who actually chooses. And if you don’t pick whom the Lord wants to, you’re put on the criminal list. They hunt you down eventually and send you to the camps, with the homosexuals.
Alexa mentally cursed the Lord. She was still free to think what she wanted, for they hadn’t quite figured out how to read the normals minds. Alexa thought of the camps and how she almost went there, almost. He brother had been ‘entertaining’ one of his friends and had been caught. Alexa had been home with him at the time and they thought that she was there conspiring against the Lord with them. She had barely escaped.
With her bath finished, she went into her room, still with no towel, seeing as how there really were none given to women, she kneeled next to her bed and bowed her head in prayer. That was another thing that was required of them. The Ultrascreens were always waiting for you to make one wrong move against the Lord. She obediently recited the prayer the women were supposed to say.
“As I lay me down to sleep, I pray to men
My body they keep.
And if I die before I wake,
I pray that the Lord,
Will supply men with more,
Women for men,
To dutifully keep.”
She slipped under the covers, her hair the only thing now wet and went to sleep. The Ultrascreen automatically dimmed after hearing the prayer and played a soft tune meant for their sleep time.
Alexa sighed and mentally prepared herself for the tasks she would have to do tomorrow. She didn’t want to have to ‘entertain’ another man, but that was the way it was. Men were dominant, women were their property and everyone obeyed the Lord. No one was different and homosexuality was a sin.
Alexa wished her brother was there. He understood.