GRADUATION PRESENT

BY UNKNOWN

Each thirteen-year-old Boy proudly walked up onto the stage when his name was called, parents seated further back beaming. Their clothes the finest their parents could provide.

His name, place of residence and most importantly parentage was read out.

After receiving their diplomas, each boy walked down off the stage and was presented with their badge of manhood, their first female slave.

Fully trained since birth to be submissive, little ten year old girls where kneeling in front of the stage, nude, hands chained behind their backs, choke chain hanging down their fronts. As the boy reached the ground he was presented with the next girl in line choke chain and led her down the center isle and out the main door of the schools auditorium. Each girl carried a backpack, holding cuffs, chains, floggers vibrators, cattle prod, in short everything a boy would need to torture his first female.

The boys had been attending little girl torture classes all the last semester and were eager to try out their skills on their own piece of slave ass. Most girls would be flogged, racked and raped by sundown. Thease slaves were supposed to be kept by there owners until September. But unofficial flog and fuck, rack and rape parties arranged by the local torture chambers would allow the boys infinite opportunities to swap sex slaves.

The girls were in endless abundance since the germ warfare a century ago had reduced the number of male births to one in a thousand. Society had collapsed into warring city-states. And now hard scrabble farms, where female slave labour performed the work irepareable machines once did surrounded high walled cities, innumerable females replacing another form of barter. A tithe of nubile sex slaves being imposed on the surrounding countryside to ensure the military of the city extended its protection to the villages around it. And the near miraculous birth of a boy insuring both the lucky father and his caged birthing female a place inside the walls.