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GYNARCHY

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The country of Gynarchy was founded by a group of fearless\nwomen, the leader of whom, was Georgina Mallory, the daughter of a prominent politician\nof the old order. Her\nfather was a notorious misogynist, staunchly opposed to women’s rights or equality. His stance was typified by the woman he\nmarried—Georgina’s mother—a meek, self-effacing, never say a word in opposition\nto her husband.

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In contrast to the old male dominated order that Georgina’s\nfather represented, Gynarchy was to be a place where women and men could\npractice any form of sexuality without fear or favor. Lesbians, homosexuals, queers, transvestites and\nany non-binary lifestyles were all welcome to pursue their lifestyles however\nthey chose. These values were core to\nthe country’s culture and enshrined in the preamble to the country’s\nconstitution.

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Another unique feature of Gynarchy was its legal code. Rape was a crime considered as nearly seriously\nas murder. A man raping a woman or child\ncould be sentenced to life imprisonment. \nOn first offence of a woman being raped, the man would be sentenced from\nfive to ten years at hard labor. A\nsecond offense or the rape of a child under the age of sixteen or woman had a\nmandatory life imprisonment in either a state facility or in the home of specially\nchosen women who volunteered to house a prisoner.

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On the other hand, Rape of a man by a woman was not a crime\nin the Gynarchy penal code. At most, the\nwoman could be charged with assault if the man even bothered to report it. Most men rapes, according to research, were\nnot reported, the unofficial statistics showed that men rapes were quite common\nbut most were either acts of revenge or just for fun. There were gangs of women roaming the capital\ncity raping men. Almost all of these\nwere never reported to police.

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If an incident was reported, depending on the degree of\nassault, penalties ranged from misdemeanor for simple assault, to felony for\ngrievous bodily harm with mandatory jail time. \nAt the present time, only one woman was in jail for almost killing her\nfather. Her sentence was the minimum the\ncourt could impose of a year and a day.

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Prisoners had a choice: either spend the rest of his life 23\nhours a day locked up, in isolation at the state pen. The alternative was to be imprisoned in one\nof the approved homes where a woman would be in charge.

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At first blush, choosing home imprisonment appeared less onerous\nto the average prisoner, and offered the possibility of escape—under the\nmistaken belief that a woman would not be as vigilant.

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The case actually was quite different. The women who volunteered to house prisoners\ndid not do it out of a sense of public spirit. \nThey did out of self-interest of both monetary benefit and emotional\nsatisfaction. Most of the women wanted to\nhouse prisoners because they saw it as an opportunity to get even with men who\nhad injured and abused them in the past—and get paid for it. Rather\nthan being a walk in the park—as many prisoners were expecting—being in the\ncare of these women turned out to be hell on earth.

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To qualify as a home detention center, the woman had to open\nher home to an inspection and show that she was able to adequately secure the\nprisoner and meet his minimal health needs. \nThe inspectors were not fussy about accommodations. The only requirements for a space where the\nprisoner will be kept, is he be providing 1,200 calories of nutrition per day,\nand provisions for disposing of bodily waste. The regulations were intentionally vague,\naffording the woman wide latitude in interpreting the requirements.

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For example, one home had a small crawl space in a dark and\ndamp basement, with no light or heat. There\nwas a small hole where the prisoner could discharge his bodily excretions He was permanently chained to the walls. Every day, he was given a bowl of dog food\nand two pints of water. He never saw the\nlight of day. Most women with modest homes could only\naccommodate one prisoner, during her lifetime, but some wealthy women, with large\nhouses, were able to accommodate more than one prisoner.

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Sonya Constable was one of these volunteers. On a Monday, in July she received her\nprisoner. A state van came to the house\nand two men carried the inmate wrapped tightly in a canvas bag and gagged. They asked her where to drop him. She pointed to the living room. They literally dropped him in the middle of\nthe floor. After signing for him, the bid\nher a good day and left.

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Sonya looked down at her acquisition and walked slowly\naround him. He followed her with his eyes\nwhich were little black marbles expressing nothing but hate.

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Sonya was a slim brunet with her hair in a ponytail and\nbangs covering her forehead. She wore a\nleather skirt and jerkin and wore stiletto heeled lace-up black calf-skin\nboots.

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Her lips were painted a special crimson red lipstick she\nloved to wear. The lipstick was sold exclusively\nto a select group of women who view themselves as man dominators. The lipstick left a permanent stain on a skin\nsurface that had not first been covered with a special sealer.

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In her teenage years, she ran with a gang of other teenage\ngirls who loved to swarm male events and leave lip prints all over men’s\nfaces. Sonya especially loved to give men\nloud kisses on the ear, deafening and stunning them for a few seconds. By the time they recovered, she was long\ngone, leaving the poor sod with a beautiful crimson ear.

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When she came back around and stood by the prisoner’s head, peering\ndown at him, she lifted her boot over his head, and, with clenched jaw, she\nstomped down as hard as she could with her heel. A tiny purple spot appeared in\nthe middle of his forehead. The prisoner\nheaved his chest and tried to scream, but with the gag firmly in his mouth, all\nthat could be heard was a as soft groan.

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“This is just a taste of what you are in for”. Sonya\nchirped. “Now, I have to get you ready\nfor your stay here for the rest of your life. \nYou will sleep for a while, and when you wake, things will be very\ndifferent. Nighty night”.

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With that, she pulled a chloroform-soaked cloth from a\nplastic bag and covered his nose. In a few\nseconds, he was unconscious.

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As soon as she saw he was out, Sonya grabbed him by his feet\nand dragged him the 20 feet into her room. There she had all she needed to\ncarry out his life sentence according to her dictates.

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On the floor was laid out a ten-foot frame equipped with\nmanacles for his wrists. Also, laid out\nwas a penis gag combination dildo, a nasal feeding tube and a tube of crazy\nglue and various other implements.

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Working efficiently and according to the plan in her head,\nshe removed the body bag in which the prisoner was wrapped. He was now totally naked.

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Being a big woman—standing 6 feet in stocking feet—she easily\nlifted him into the center of the frame. \nThen placing his right and left wrists into the manacles, she closed\nthem and smiling as she listened to the clicking of each cuff closing. The sound of the cuffs clicking made her\nnipples get hard and sent a tingle of glee through her body. She knew, the only way he would get free was to\ncut his wrists off.

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The manacles were embedded in metal tracks and could slide\nup and down. They were held in place\nwith spring loaded pins that fit into holes drilled every inch. Taking the manacle holding the right wrist,\nSonya pulled it up toward the top of the frame, over his head, as far as she\ncould, stretching it to its maximum. She\ndid the same with his left wrist.

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Next came the gag-dildo. \nSlathering the gag and the mouth guard separating the penis gag from the\ndildo with the crazy glue, she pried his mouth open and jammed the penis gag\nin. It took a bit of doing to force the\npenis into his mouth. It filled his\nentire mouth. She managed to wedge it\nbehind his teeth to make sure he could not eject it. There was little chance of that because the\nmouth guard would be securely glued across his mouth.

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To make sure he could not dislodge the gag until the glue\nset, she slid a face harness over the dildo and wrapped the straps over and\naround his head. She fastened them very tightly\nand tested the whole apparatus to make sure it couldn’t move.

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The last touch to the gag-dildo arrangement was a very\nstrict collar to keep his head from moving. \nSonya slipped his head into a fiberglass neck traction collar that very\neffectively prevented any movement.

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She sat up on her knees to admire her work. She took a deep breath and smiled, and she\nnoticed moisture collecting between her legs. \nShe pinched her nipples which made her giggle and wiggle with excited\nanticipation of the pleasure of mounting the ten-inch dildo protruding from the\nprisoner’s mouth.

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Thinking he might be waking up; she took the chloroform\ncloth from again and held it over the prisoner’s nose for a few seconds.
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Satisfied he would not be conscious for a while, she\nproceeded. The next thing on her plan was\nto insert his feeding tube up through his nose and down the back of his throat\ninto his esophagus. Carefully and\ndelicately, she threaded the tube into his nose. After pushing it slowly about two feet, she figured\nit was far enough. Sliding a plug over\nthe tube, she pushed it firmly into the nostril. Putting copious amounts of glue all around\nthe plug and the feeding tube, she let the glue harden for a few minutes. Then\nshe wiggled the tube to make sure it couldn’t be dislodged. She smiled to herself. She felt very satisfied.

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The next to last thing was to secure the prisoner’s ankles\nto the frame. She used rope to tie his ankles.\n This was to be a temporary measure. She had a more permanent means for securing\nhis feet in mind, but she wanted him to be conscious so he could appreciate the\nway his feet were going to be secured.

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The very last thing was to imprison his penis. For this, Sonya had a cock cage that lock using\na remote control. While he remained\nunconscious, his penis was flaccid and easy to manipulate. Slipping the cage around his balls and tightening\nthe ring to prevent them slipping out, she slipped the concentric rings\ndecreasing in size over his shaft. The\ncage covered almost the entire shaft, leaving access to the very tip. She drove the base of the cage into its lock. She tried to pull the cage free, but it wouldn’t\nbudge. It was firmly attached. Satisfied\nthat it could not be removed, taking a hammer, she smashed the remote into tiny\npieces assuring the only way to remove the cage was to cut off his penis.

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Now that all the preparations were complete, all she had to\ndo is wait for the prisoner to regain consciousness.

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She didn’t have too long before his eyelids fluttered, and\nhis eyes opened. Unlike when he first stared\nat his keeper with rage, he now looked at her with fear.

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“Welcome to my prison. \nI understand you raped several women before you were caught. You treated women like objects. So, turn about is fair. Here, in my prison, you will be treated like\nan object. You will get a dose of your\nown medicine—once you are cleaned out.”

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At this last remark, he looked at Sonya quizzically.

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“You’ll find out soon enough.” Sonya said smirkingly. “There’s one last item that needs attending\nto. I was waiting for you to wake up. Your feet need to be nailed to the bottom of\nthe frame.”

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The fear returned to his eyes.

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“If all goes according to plan, the nails will go between\nyour toes. Of course, if it doesn’t go\naccording to plan…well.” She said menacingly.

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Sonya hefted the nail gun in her left hand and plugged it\ninto the outlet a few feet away. Then\ncrawling on top of his legs, beginning with his left foot, she positioned the gun\nbetween his big toe and the next toe. \nKOTHUG! The nail gun fired a nail deep into the frame. The nails were broad topped, and the heads easily\ncovered both toes. Proceeding toe by\ntoe, she drove nails between the toes of both feet.

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“Now, to see if my plan worked.”

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Sonya stood up and placing her boot on his left ankle, she\npushed with all her strength on the ankle. \nThe prisoner let out a moan. The\nankle didn’t move.

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“That is good.” Sonya\ndeclared triumphantly. “Let’s try the\nright ankle.”

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Poised with boot raised over the right ankle, she pressed down\non it with all her might. This time,\nhowever, the foot moved a fraction of an inch.

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“Oh dear, that’s not good.”

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Staring down at the deviant foot, Sonya pursed her\nlips. “Looks like I’ll have to go to\nplan “B”. That’s too bad for you, but\ngood for me. It will hurt you way more\nthan it will hurt me. As a matter of\nfact, it will give me a lot of pleasure.

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With that, she got down on top of his legs and aimed the gun\nat his foot just below his toes. In\nquick succession, she fired four nails through his foot and into the\nframe. With each nail, he let a out a scream,\nbut only a soft moan came out.

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“WOOOEEEE1”. Sonya screamed as she stood up and looked down\nat her prisoner. There were tears in his\neyes. “Aw, poor baby, did mommy hurt her\npoor her liwtle baby?” She said, talking\nin mock baby talk.

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“It’s no fun being a prisoner.” Sonya said smiling down at him. “The fun has just begun. Tomorrow,\nwhen the glue has set, I’m going to use both your mouth and ass to enjoy myself. For now, I’m going to hoist you up so your\narms can bare your full weight.”

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Attached to the top of the frame ran a chain up through a\npully in the ceiling to a winch mounted in the far wall. Walking over to the winch, Sonya flipped a\nswitch. A motor began humming, and\nslowly the frame lifted off the floor, toward the vertical. The winch stopped when the frame was\ncompletely upright.

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Through with her preparations for the first day, she placed cotton\nballs over each eye and held them in place with a strip of duct tape. Next, she plugged his ears with ear buds that\nwere connected to a white sound generator turned up to max.

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She was done. Time to\npleasure herself and kick back with a glass of wine. It was time to contemplate\nwhat she would do tomorrow.

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