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Women's Planet - 16. And They Lived Happily Ever After


“Nope, sorry boss. It’s my wedding anniversary today, so I’m going home. I’ll finish that report tomorrow.” Some female eyes were lifted from the monitors as he walked along the corridor and entered the elevator: angel face and athletic body, clearly visible even under the business suit, Steven was very popular among his colleagues, and the boss didn’t represent an exception.

He left the office by motorbike, bought a beautiful bouquet of flowers and went home. The fast Suzuki let him avoid most of the traffic. He entered the house, got undressed and started cooking a delicious dinner.

When Danielle reached home, one hour later, the living room was silent and warm. She saw flowers and candles on the table, juicy hot courses ready to be tasted… Everything was perfect, including her favourite chair: Steven was naked, on his hands and knees, ready to worship his Goddess. Danielle smiled and took place on his back. “Come on, honey. Carry me to the bedroom first!” She got undressed in her large dressing room, using Steven as a stool, then she wore a light gown and sat back on him. “Move! I don’t want that delicious dinner to get cold!”

Steven crawled into the living room and took position, so Danielle could remain on his back and use his calves as a comfortable, warm footrest for her bare feet.

Kate entered the apartment, using her own keys. She kissed Danielle’s lips, caressed Steven’s shoulders and took a seat. Her role was both waitress and fellow guest. She lived in the adjacent apartment and was therefore always handy as Danielle’s best friend… and devoted sexy slave. After the first course, Danielle said: “The food is delicious. But I was so hungry that I forgot to make a stop in the bathroom. Kate, would you take place under the table please?” The girl readily laid on the floor and put a funnel into her own mouth. Danielle turned 90 degress on Steven’s back, stretched out with her ass from there and put her feet on Kate’s breasts. Her golden nectar targeted the funnel and was quickly swallowed into Kate’s stomach.

The dinner was very pleasant for everyone. Steven was even involved in their lovely conversation, though from his low position. After dessert, Danielle said: “Let me propose a toast! Steven, Kate, you are my beautiful family. And I can’t find the words to describe how perfect I now consider my life! I had almost lost faith… but today, December 30th 2008, we are celebrating one year since my wedding to Steven, and two years since the three of us finally gained freedom. It required a lot of time… my biological age will be 43 next year… but everything’s been worth it!”

Two years earlier, Danielle had eventually reached one of the most remarkable goals in the history of science: time traveling! Graduated in biology, she had succeeded where hundreds of scientists had previously failed. Like it often happens, her research had started as an accident. She was working on a new kind of energy pill for slaves, when she had noticed a surprising effect: beyond a determined speed, human horses particles started to move in a way potentially capable of overlapping the time-space continuum.

In need of money and laboratory slaves, she had found the most unexpected partner for her research: Elizabeth, who had become Queen after Zenobia’s early death. Time travelling opened unlimited possibilities to the ambitious new Queen, who had profusely funded Danielle’s efforts. Several months of experiments hadn’t brought results yet, when Danielle had asked Elizabeth for a meeting: “My Queen, I perfectly remember our agreement, especially the part in which you disallowed any contact between Steven and me. But I’m at a dead end, unless you give me a human horse able to pull me and Kate at 33 mph for at least 3 minutes. And I only know one slave capable of that...” Danielle hadn’t even waited for an answer. She had gotten on her knees and started licking Elizabeth’s toes.

Two days later, the experiment had taken place. Danielle hadn’t met Steven for years, but she had forced herself to appear indifferent while harnessing him to the rickshaw: Elizabeth was attending the entire experiment. Danielle had taken a seat and pulled the bridles to make Steven stand up, while Kate (who had become her full-time assistant on the project) had connected some electrodes to his handsome body. Once both the girls had taken a seat on the rickshaw, the Queen had said: “You can go. Danielle… any trick, and I’ll kill you right here, in front of Steven.” Kate had whipped Steven’s shoulders just once at first: they needed a couple of miles at an easy trot to make his muscles warm, before injecting the formula into his body and gaining the maximum speed. After several minutes, Danielle had let Kate proceed with the formula… then she had immediately taken the bridles and started whipping Steven with all her strength: “Fly, my beautiful slave! I need you to make us fly today!”

They had reached 33 mph and kept that speed for about 2 exhausting minutes. Steven had heard about these experiments causing the death of many slaves… and now a very cold and demanding Danielle, the only woman he had ever truly loved, appeared determined to make his body explode! The formula had made his muscles powerful but also aching in a way he had never felt before. That pain was even higher than the one caused by Danielle’s whip, but his devotion had prevented him from slowing down. Then he had suddenly saw a blinding flash and… once recovered his sight… he had almost bumped into a bus! The polluted air, together with some surprised exclamations of people looking at the girls on that human-pulled rickshaw, had given them confirmation: they were in the year 2008.

“So my toast,” Danielle continued “is to you, Kate, my best friend and precious assistant… and to you, my beautiful Steven, who brought us here through time. You are going to be my slave for your entire life, although most people are not ready to accept this kind of lifestyle in the present-age.”

“Not many people, Danielle… but an increasing number of them! Today our web site has received dozens of new sign-ups again!”

Danielle and Kate’s current activity, worth a very wealthy life, was almost as clever as the time machine itself. Through the Internet, they offered submissive men the chance to realize their dream of a lifetime slavery. Wishful men were eager to pay thousand dollars for being time-transported beyond the year 2500, when male slavery had been officially declared.

Danielle’s greatest fun was to send those men to the precise moment in which they had travelled back from Elizabeth’s kingdom. “Maybe one day, after I’ll have sent her hundreds of new slaves, Elizabeth will forgive me...” she would say with an amused smile. “Sometimes I even miss her world, especially the outdoor rides… But my life is here now. Steven will be mine forever not by law, but because he chooses to be my slave every single day. This is the real female supremacy!”