They blame men. So they thought they would raise there son as obedient men to women. When the man comes of age they would start turning them into the ...ex slave for the mothers. Although they planted seeds of the men enslavement through out their life. They didn’t tell them of this arrangement till they came of legal age. Most were easily broken. Gene therapy was made so they wouldn’t have mutated children. The daughter was told the secret of the town early. Women would share their enslaved sons. I thought it was a maintenance building at first. The only thing that proclaimed it wasn't was a small plaque next to the door that read "Theater Arts". I would have had a hard time finding it if I hadn't been with Tess."Oh man, I should have a map or something. They certainly didn't make things easy to find around here," I commented."I know. I was so confused when I first started going here, too. Don't worry, you'll get used to it," she assured me."That or I'll just wander around with a blank. He climbed of the bed, leaving me there still vulnerable and exhausted. I listened carefully to his movements as he walked around the room, and then I heard the door open and close again. It was quite for a moment and I though he had left until I heard someone snigger, and someone else murmur something. I was afraid all over again, I had no idea how many people had come into the room and were looking at me now. I felt hands caressing me again, I counted two sets, the first pair of hands was. My eyes clamped shut and teeth gritted tightly, I blew two more shots of jizz. Kenny was cheering me on. 'Yeah, Timmy! Shoot your wad! Oh, yeah!' He stared at my cum covered dick as I lay back, spent. So many emotions filled me as I recovered. Shame, embarrassment, guilt, terror…releif, satisfaction. Even pride; Kenny's excitement at my orgasm made me feel…cool…The man with the thick cock had just blown his load all over the redhead's ass. Now Kenny's eyes had closed and he leaned back and.