The Boys of Colony Theta Ch.03

There was yet more catcalling and wolf-whistling as he was shown around the rest of the building, but at least it had started to die down a little. The entire company of over 300 staff only employed four males including Danny, all of whom could work no more than the mandatory three days a week. The global governing council (all female of course) had decreed that this would be the maximum time allowed for males to work outside the home so that their domestic duties did not suffer.

By the time 12:30 came around, Danny had worked up an appetite. He asked Laura for permission to go for lunch, as was expected of him. In this society, males had to ask permission for pretty much everything. She informed him that his normal lunch break would be between 12:30 and 1:30 and that he didn't need to ask permission from her, just to let her know so that she knew where he was. He found the café that Virginia mentioned easily and as he entered the place he saw her wave to him from the queue to be served.

"Well, how's it all going?" She asked him brightly.

"Pretty good so far." Danny replied.

"Have you had much in the way of catcalling? What with being the new eye-candy in the office?" Virginia asked.

"Eye-candy? Mistress Ginnie?" He asked, after never having heard the term before.

"Eye-candy." Virginia said, "You know, something - or in your case - someone that is attractive to look at! Did you get anyone making any lewd comments at you?"

"Oh! Yes, there were a few." Danny admitted sheepishly, "But my boss, Mistress Laura, said to tell her or Mistress Alison if they overstep the mark."

The pair reached the front of the queue to place their orders.

"Good afternoon Mistress Ginnie, will you be having your usual?" The young male behind the counter asked.

"Yes please Fabio," Virginia said to the young barista, "What'll you have Danny?"

"Um... I'll have whatever you're having, Mistress Ginnie." Danny replied. He had no idea about coffee so rather than look foolish he decided it was simpler just to follow suit.

"Okay, two cappuccinos and two cheese and mushroom toasties it is then!" Fabio said brightly and immediately set about his work preparing their order.

"Oh, where are my manners! Danny, this is Fabio - his mistress owns this place." Virginia said.

"Fabio Kappa 909134" the young male behind the counter said, introducing himself properly.

"Colony Kappa - that's the Western European colony isn't it?" Danny asked.

"That's right, my mistress bought me from the Mediterranean section of the colony so that she could boast a genuine Mediterranean boy serving genuine Mediterranean style coffees!" Fabio said with a slight chuckle, "Also, we don't cost as much as you Theta boys!"

Europe was served by three huge breeding colonies. Colony Kappa served Western Europe, while Colony Iota served Eastern Europe and Scandinavia. Colony Theta served only Great Britain and Ireland, but despite being the smallest of the three, Colony Theta was noted for having among the best production rates in the entire breeding colony network and also for the quality of its output. Males sired at Colony Theta were among the most expensive and sought after. To a woman from elsewhere in the world such as America or Australia, to possess a male sired at Colony Theta was quite a status symbol.

"Fabio, this is Danny - the boy my mother bought recently." Virginia said, introducing him to her barista friend, "It's his first day working for the company across the road."

"Very pleased to meet you Brother!" Fabio said, holding his hand out to Danny, "It's about time there was a few more males around here!"

"Daniel Theta 134769 - although everyone calls me Danny." Danny said, politely returning the introduction, "Yes um... pleased to meet you too, erm... Brother."

He served their food and coffees to them on a tray and they went to find themselves a table.

"He seems nice." Danny commented as he took a seat opposite Virginia.

"What, Fabio?" Virginia replied, "Yes he is rather! I wouldn't mind a ride on him one day!"

"Is that all women ever think of?" Danny sighed as he took a sip of coffee, "I mean, strapping males down and having sex with them?"

"Yeah... well... maybe not all the time." Virginia said, "Look Danny, this is just how the world is - males are there to serve women... it's what they're for. That doesn't mean we don't love our males or respect them..."

"The women on the hover-tram didn't seem to be very respectful this morning." Danny interrupted.

"Well... there are exceptions, certainly." Virginia replied, "I mean some women are very old fashioned like that."

"What about you, Mistress Ginnie?"

"Me? Well, I might not be as progressive as Mother or Eve. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, a male's place is at home to serve his mistress." Virginia said "I certainly wouldn't let him have a job."

"So, you don't think a boy has a right to a life outside the home?" Danny said, "To be kept a virtual prisoner by his mistress?"

"Don't be silly!" Virginia chided, "Of course males can have a life outside the home. Just not in the workplace that's all, as far as I'm concerned. Well, with the possible exception of Fabio - a nice boy to look at is something to look forward to when you're stuck behind a desk for most of the day. And you aren't a prisoner Danny, males are free to go out and do any activity they want as long as it doesn't interfere with their domestic duties. I mean, yes there is a curfew in place so that all males have to be indoors by 7pm unless accompanied by a woman, but that is in the interests of their safety. It's a male's place in life to serve women, and it's a woman's place in life to protect and provide for males."

"So you think My Mistress shouldn't have let me have this job?" Danny asked.

"Well, you are her property after all." Virginia said, "It's up to her to decide whether or not to let you have a job. She's our matriarch - the head of our household, and I, and Eve too for that matter, have to abide by her rules until the age of 25, that's the law. It's not my place to question her any more than it is yours."

Virginia saw Danny sigh sadly.

"But..." She continued, "on reflection, it is nice to have someone to share the commute to work with, and to share a nice coffee with over lunch."

"Even if you have to defend me from the unwanted attention from those vile, randy women every morning?" Danny asked.

"Well, I guess it did make my protective instinct kick in." Virginia said, "I did feel sorry for you being felt up like that, no boy deserves to be groped like that and no woman has a right to force you to endure such indignity - at least not in a public place. In private is another thing entirely."

Danny returned to his office after lunch - the women in the office still unabashedly checked him out and made lewd and suggestive comments as he walked across to his desk but at least they were less vocal than earlier that morning. He was surprised to find a small crystal vase on his desk with a single Blue Rose - the flower that symbolised masculinity - strong stemmed but with a pure and fragile beauty in its bloom. Many males wore a Blue Rose as a symbol of solidarity amongst their Brotherhood, either as an actual bloom or more commonly, as an enameled brooch worn on the lapel.

There was a small note attached to the vase that was hand-written, something of a rarity in this day and age of technological advancement. It read simply, 'Welcome Danny, I hope you enjoy working with us - Jordan.'

Immediately, Danny looked up Jordan Scottsmore's number on the internal directory system as he had been shown earlier. She was not there however and so Danny left a message for her.

"Um... Hi Mistress Jordan - it's Danny here. I just wanted to say thank you for the flower you sent me, it's very beautiful. I've had a good day so far and I hope that I can be really helpful around here. Thank you for everything so far." Danny said before hanging up, not knowing what else to say.

Accidental Damage

Three months later.

Virginia closed the door behind her as she ushered Danny into the apartment. Immediately, Danny began unbuttoning and taking off his clothes as he was now in the habit of doing. It had been three months since he had been publicly deflowered before his mistress's friends, and being naked around the apartment was something he had been forced to get used to. He didn't enjoy being forced to be naked - in fact he hated it with a passion that surprised even himself - but he now accepted it was his station in life as a male in this female-dominated society to obey unquestioningly and he was sure there would be dire consequences if he disobeyed. Even with a mistress as lenient as Rebecca claimed to be, Danny was sure that he would not escape punishment if he transgressed her rule that he be naked at all times whilst inside her home.

Once he was totally naked, he picked up his clothes and headed towards his room. Virginia stared at the laser tattoo on his left buttock. His bottom had fully healed now and Virginia admired the mark that permanently denoted him as her mother's property as he walked towards his room. Virginia looked at her watch. Yes, there was time, she figured - her mother would want a go later, as would Eve no doubt, but Virginia felt like striking while the iron was hot. It had been a tough day - her boss had been a complete bitch all day long and Virginia needed something to vent her frustrations on. And that something, was to be Danny.

Of course, it was against the law to physically harm a male without a legitimate reason, and there were strict guidelines on what punishments could be meted out and where. And she simply couldn't bring herself to harm the boy, especially since he had done nothing wrong. In all the time he had lived with them, only once had there been reason to punish him. Since then his obedience and submissiveness had been exemplary.

No, some other outlet for her frustrations was needed.

"Riding room... now." she announced once Danny had reappeared from his room.

"But Mistress Ginnie, I..." Danny began to protest.

"I know you have to start getting dinner ready," Virginia said patiently, "but I only want a quickie, you'll have plenty of time to make dinner after I've ridden you. Now come on, get yourself into the riding room, and get that bottom of yours on the riding bench... NOW!"

That firmly spoken 'NOW!', was enough to make Danny realise that his mistress meant business and it was forbidden for him to disobey her.

"Yes Mistress Ginnie." Danny sighed resignedly.

This had been Danny's lot for weeks now. Every day once they arrived home from work, it would only be a matter of time until one of his mistresses commanded him to follow her into the riding room in order to be strapped down onto the riding bench and be forced to have sex. Usually however, they had at least had the common decency to let him get dinner out of the way first - Virginia had obviously had a hard day and needed to relieve her sexual tension.

Danny sighed audibly as Virginia placed her hand on the hand scanner pad by the door. It immediately flashed green and the door unlocked with a soft click. The now-familiar sight of the riding bench stood before him. Danny knew it was pointless to object to what was about to happen to him, he had to simply put up with it and get it over and done with so that he could get his domestic duties out of the way. He dutifully sat himself down on the riding bench and then laid back, placing his neck into the collar and stretched his arms and legs towards the wrist and ankle restraints.

Out of his three mistresses, Virginia was always the one who fastened him onto the riding bench with the least consideration for his comfort. She always buckled the neck collar just a little too tightly and today was to be no exception. Once she had secured the collar around Danny's neck she moved on to the wrist restraints.

"Just be a good boy for me Danny and it'll all be over quickly."

"Yes, Mistress Ginnie." Danny said, his voice sounding strained slightly as his vocal cords struggled against the tightly fitted collar.

His wrists now secured to the riding bench, Virginia turned her attention to the boy's ankles. She never asked him if he was comfortable like Rebecca and Eve did whenever they rode him. She always buckled him down onto the bench by using one more notch than either her mother or her twin sister used on him.

Virginia paused for a moment to observe the sight of the utterly helpless, totally naked and completely immobile boy stretched out on the riding bench before her. Like most women she enjoyed having power over a defenceless male - she had been brought up, like every other girl, to believe that males simply existed for two reasons. Firstly, to father children within the confines of the breeding colonies, and secondly to serve women domestically and sexually outside of the breeding colonies. It was their lot in life, their obligation being to serve and to be submissive at all times and show due deference to all women who they were expected to regard as their superiors.

Virginia smiled as she removed her belt, took down her trousers and removed her underwear to leave her naked below the waist. She mounted the bench and straddled Danny's legs - she grasped hold of his penis and began to stroke it to coax it into life and produce a satisfactory erection for her to sate her need upon.

With a flash of alarm, Danny noticed a sudden creak and a slight movement as his mistress added her weight to the riding bench. He was sure it wasn't supposed to do that. He was about to say something to draw Virginia's attention to it but he stifled his voice before he said anything. He had been told, in no uncertain terms, that the only time males were allowed to speak whilst being ridden was to ask for permission to cum. He was only allowed to speak if he was spoken to first.

"You're starting to get a little stubble down here, Danny." Virginia said as she stroked his penis and softly cupped his scrotum, "Make sure you shave it off tonight."

"Yes, Mistress Ginnie." He said obediently.

Once Virginia was satisfied that Danny was suitably hard enough for her to mount, she rose up onto her knees, shuffled forward and grasped hold of Danny's penis. She lined it up with the entrance to her vagina and then lowered herself down onto it, with a soft sigh from her and a gentle grunt from Danny as he bore her weight on his hips. Immediately she began to rock back and forth and grind her hips in a circular motion to enable her steed's penis to rub against the inner walls of her vagina. Danny noticed several more creaks as she began to ride him.

"Ooohh... Ahhhh... Mmmmm... Oh yeah, mmmm..." Virginia moaned softly as she used Danny below her to satisfy her desire.

He was still fairly new to being ridden but already she could tell that Danny had great potential to be a wonderful toy in the not too distant future - he had made great progress since his brief deflowering with her mother and could now last much longer before he needed to cum. She had been disappointed that her mother had allowed him to get a job at her friend's advertising agency, but his duties there were light and he was only permitted to work for three days a week - it was illegal for males to work full-time - so it was a sacrifice she was happy to make. It still left them all with plenty of time to use him however they wished so the arrangement had worked out fine. She resolved herself however, that when she was in a position to move away and get a boy of her own, she would not allow him to be anything more than a domestic servant. A male's place was in the home, she reasoned, to not answer back and to look pretty on her arm whenever she allowed him to go out with her. A male should be naked and waiting for her when she returned home from work, with dinner in the oven and sporting a pleasing erection for her to ride upon as soon as she gets through the door.

The creaking was getting louder and the movement was getting worse. Danny was sure his mistress would've noticed by now that something was amiss but he dutifully remained quiet, not daring to utter a word lest he be punished for his insolence.

Above him, Virginia picked up the pace and rode her mount harder and faster.

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak!

"Oh Danny, ohhhh... good boy Danny! Ahhhhhh... Mmmmmmm... Oooooohh..." Virginia gasped and moaned, totally unaware of the worsening creaking and increased movement of the riding bench beneath her and the boy she was riding on.

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak!!

Danny was sure something was seriously wrong.

"M... Mistress Ginnie!" He called out in alarm.

"Quiet Danny!" She chastised.

"B... but Mistress Ginnie there's..."

"I said be quiet boy!" Virginia scolded loudly, "You know all too well that you may not speak unless spoken to when being ridden, other than to ask for permission to cum!"

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak!!

"Do you wish to cum, Danny?" Virginia asked loudly.

"No Mistress." Danny replied.

"Well then, shut up and be quiet until I've finished with you!"

"I know Mistress Ginnie, but..."

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak!!

"No buts'!" Virginia said loudly, "You will do as you are told! You've just earned yourself a spanking boy! As soon as I am done riding you I'm going to have you up against the wall and I'm going to spank your bare behind until it glows! And then I shall get mother to spank you some more once she realises that dinner isn't ready because I have had to punish you for your disobedience!"

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, CREAK!!

"But Mistress Ginnie, I really think..."

"You aren't here to think boy!" Virginia growled, clearly losing patience, "You are here to serve your mistress!!"

CREEEEEAAAKKKK!!

BANG!!"

What happened next was a bit of a blur. Virginia suddenly found herself being violently pitched forward and Danny's penis slipped out from her. The polished wood floor reared up in her view and then...

Everything went black.

At the back of her mind she could hear what sounded like someone coughing. But it seemed distant and she could not pinpoint its origin. She disregarded it but the sound persisted, growing ever more urgent.

Then, all of a sudden she became aware of where she was. She was on the floor of her mother's riding room.

Her head pounded with pain.

What the hell had happened?

In a daze she brought her hand to where she felt the source of the pain was. There was a sudden flash of pain that brought her crashing to her senses. She looked at her fingers - there was a smear of blood. She suddenly realised what had happened - she had toppled forward, lost her balance and hit her head hard on the floor as she fell, cracking her head open and knocking her out cold for a moment.

The hacking, coughing noise continued unabated - where on earth was it coming from?

It was then that she saw.

"DANNY!!" She screamed.

Four of the six legs of the riding bench had collapsed and what remained of it was at a 30 degree angle. With a sickening feeling she saw Danny, helplessly restrained to the riding bench, his face as white as a sheet and he was gasping for breath. The neck collar bore his whole weight and it was strangling him.

"Hckkkkhhh!! Ggrrrgggllll!! Nnnggggg!!" He gasped and gurgled, he was seconds away from losing consciousness.

"DANNYYYY!!" Virginia cried again, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!"

She stood up, her head pounding, and tried desperately to free him. She tried the brass buckle but the collar was so tight against his throat that she couldn't get enough slack in order to undo the thing without tightening it further. Virginia was in a state of desperate panic as she noticed Danny's face begin to turn blue and he began to shake violently.