Chapter 2: Amy Young

Classroom rules for teachers and girls in grades K-10:

Always be respectful of all males. When a male enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, Mr. (name)”. If an adolescent boy enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, (and their name).”

Always smile, be approachable and give hugs when a male, no matter his age, does something for you or complements you on your appearance.

Eyes forward, sit up straight in your chair, hands clasped together on the desk unless you are taking notes, feet together, pay attention to your teacher.

A teacher must never ask her female pupils to do something that she wouldn’t do herself.

A female teacher must always lead by example.

Show your enthusiasm for the Patriarchy by raising your hand to be the first to try new things.

Believe in yourself, know that you can accomplish new tasks assigned by your teacher. The Patriarchy is counting on you.

Work and play with your female classmates in a manner that is pleasing to the Patriarchy and the males watching you. Your teacher will be grading your enthusiasm.

Girls, what happens in class gets reported to the Female Thought Police by your teacher on a daily basis.

Teachers, your female students are encouraged to report you to the Female Thought Police if they think you are not enthusiastic enough.

Bottom line, always be sure to show your enthusiasm for the Patriarchy.

The school bell rang and the male supervisor of janitor services opened the desk drawer. Mrs Amy Young crawled out of the drawer. She stretched and smiled at the teen, fresh out of high school. The teen had his pants and underwear off, his cock was stiff, sticking up at an angle. Sometimes the teen wanted his cock suck and other times he didn’t, just depended what mood he was in.

“You know what to do my favorite mouth cunt!” the pimply faced boy smiled as he stood there with his hands on his hips.

Amy smiled back and got on her knees. She could tell his cock smelled of ass but who’s ass? It didn’t matter.

“You are so fucking better at sucking cock than my mom, fuck!” the boy moaned as Amy deep throated the cock.

Amy hurried home as she wanted to be get there before her three daughters got home. Her six year-old son, Bill Jr, would be dropped off at the house soon so she had to hurry, she was always hurrying.

Amy got home and flung her purse and backpack in the sofa and went to the PC. She took to the note out of her pocket and looked at it. It read, “FemX” with an IP address. She found the crumpled note in the wastebasket in the front office.

She typed in the address with shaky hands. She caught herself looking over her shoulder but she was the only one at home.

The browser on the desktop suddenly went secure, then the site came up. “Would you like anonymity? Y/N, Amy sat there staring at the screen then typed Y. her heart was pounding something fierce. If this was the site she had heard about in gossip, then this was so illegal.

Hello A568, thank you for joining the discussions in progress.

‘Oh fuck’ she thought as the screen rolled up.

“We are not animals” scrolled up the screen by A1001.

“Our boys are taught that all females are animals” A2050.

“We are 65 percent of the world’s population, males should treat us with respect!” A3030.

Amy looked over the screen and saw the blog section. It read, New blog post by Delores Throckmorten.

Amy’s heart skipped a beat and her mouth went dry. The legend. She couldn’t bring herself to click on the tab ... what if? The she instantly felt ashamed. Watching the scrolling up the screen Amy remembered the women and girls she had a reported on over the years. The women here were just like her, conflicted with supporting the Patriarchy and exercising personal freedom.

The women and girls she reported on deserved it, or did they?

Amy closed out the website and looked over her shoulder again half expecting a knock at the door with the Female Thought Police standing there.

Amy quickly changed into her homemaker apron, that is, she took her clothes off, including her bra and panties and put on her black thigh stockings with six inch pink stiletto’s. Her daughters came into the house and went to their room they shared. Jessica, fourteen, Jenny, eleven, and Julie, nine. The girls changed into their homemaker aprons also, that is, they too took their clothes off, no bra or panties, put on black thigh stockings and four inch pink stiletto heels. The four of them looked the same, father liked that.

They had dinner almost prepared when Bill Jr, their six year-old brother, came running into the house. Amy and her daughters went to the living room, lined up side by side and bent over at the waist. Bill Jr walked behind them and slap their ass cheeks with both hands, laughing as he did so, then he would spit on their ass. The girls would smile and turn to kiss their little brother on the lips. Amy took his jacket and back pack from him and she too kissed him on the lips. Amy was little worried because at some point Jr will want to do more than just slap their ass and spit on them.

The girls set the table for two, for their father and brother. Amy was the only one aloud to talk but the girls knew the daily routine. The girls could only talk in their room and nowhere else in the house. They were to be seen and not heard.

With the dinner on warming plates, there was only one thing left to do, Amy and her daughters went to the dinning room and stood facing the wall, their noses just touching the wall and they waited for father to come home. If Bill Jr wanted something or cried out, it was up to Amy to take care of it, the girls had to stay where they were.

Finally father came home. Amy and the girls came out of the dinning room and kissed their father on the lips as his welcome home from work kiss. The girls quickly set out the dinner for their father and brother and then stood facing the wall again. Amy got on her hands and knees and crawled under the glass top table, facing her husband’s chair, and waited. Bill Sr and Jr finally came to the table to eat. Father set Jr in his chair and then sat in his chair. Amy got to work unzipping her husband’s pants and pulling down his underwear. Before she put his cock in her mouth she wondered where it had been today. After fifteen years of marriage she had gotten used to his fantasy’s and whims. One was sucking his cock every night under the glass dinner table but what he really liked and always got him rock hard was when she talked to his cock.

“What can a female’s mouth be used for?” Father asked.

Jr. replied, “A cunt, daddy.”

“How many cunts does a female have?”

“Two daddy.”

They started eating. Jr watching the top of his mother’s head.

“Have you’ve been a naughty boy today?” she said to his cock. “Did you visit your secretary’s anus, maybe?” She kissed the tip. “How about another mouth cunt like me?” she kissed and licked the length of the cock. “How about an office cunt?” She sniffed it, then ran her face all over it. “You smell of wonderful perfume.” Then she deep throated the cock. “You taste of ass and cunt, I hope you fucked the shit out of those bitches today.” And Amy started sucking it. She momentarily stopped. “How many bitches worshiped you today?” She licked the top of the cock. “Do they worship you like I do?” Then she deep throated the cock.

Father was a mean one, but he did take care of Amy and the girls, they wanted for nothing.

“What is your mother?”

“A cunt.”

Amy kept bobbing up and down on the cock.

“What are your sisters?”

“Cunts.”

“Very good.”

She wondered when Jessica would replace her under the table, it was only a matter of time, she was fourteen and father had taken her virginity on her birthday while she watched from the side of her marital bed. He wasted no time with her. Sure she was jealous at first but last couple of months she had gotten used to it. He had mentioned to her that Jessica would be replacing her under the table, he didn’t say when though. Jenny and Julie of course couldn’t be touched until they were fourteen. They could watch everything, be sexualized, could be taught to do anything but no cock in their mouth, cunt or anus until fourteen. For that, Amy was thankful.

She made sure that her husband didn’t cum during dinner, she was to “warm” him up so to speak for later when he was with Jessica.

After dinner, Amy and girls would eat in the kitchen, without saying a word then they would clean up and then there was an hour of TV time before homework. Amy and her daughters were not allowed to sit on any furniture in anywhere in the house, except in their bedroom. Animals didn’t have the privilege of sitting on anything. Jessica, Jenny and Julie sat on the floor in front of the TV. Bill Sr sat in his recliner and Jr sat in his little recliner. Amy sat on the floor next to Jr who played with her hair and sometimes he would spit on her head.

A commercial came on: “Need to retrain the females in your household to keep their enthusiasm for you and the Patriarchy? Has your cock had a hard day at work and is in need of tender loving care? Do your females need to retaining in non-verbal ques such as snapping your fingers? Do they properly greet you at the door with a French kisses? Give us your females for the week and we will fine tune them for your pleasure.” The scene had a mother and her two daughters laughing and smiling as they ran to the front door to kiss and hug their father and brothers as they walked in. “Remember, a compliant female is a good female!”

After TV time, the girls did their homework in their room and then it was bed time. The girls came downstairs and kissed their father on the mouth, sometimes the kisses were long other times short but almost always, it was a French kiss. The girls did the same with their little brother, a French kiss for him, but Jr like to spit too, and so Jr spit on their face just after they kissed him. The girls smiled and thanked him.

They were in for a busy week. There was the book burning tomorrow evening at the school sponsored by the Female Librarians Association. On Friday, there was the father/daughter dance hosted by the school All Souls Catholic Church at the Little Dolls strip club. The dance was for girls who were fourteen attending with their father. Amy had an appointment on Thursday afternoon to take Jessica in for a fitting of the skimpy gown father had picked out for her. Amy also wanted to get Jessica’s hair done and a mani/pedi for her. One of the things that the church asked mothers to do was make hotel reservations for her husband and daughter for the after party next door to the club. The high school would provide photographers for the event. The club would be set aside for the dance and the female employees would be sent home for the night, missing out on a day of pay. Jessica and her classmates were learning stripper pole techniques at school. Catering services for the club and after party would be provided by the Women’s Church auxiliary.

Amy picked out the book on the hallway bookshelf to read to the girls before bed time, as she did every Monday evening. The bedtime book series were printed by the Patriarchy. This one was titled: Belle and the Dog. King and Belle make puppies. The book was written about fifty years ago and published by the Females for Patriarchy.

The cover of the book had Belle on her hands and knees, smiling, with a dog collar around her neck and a blue leash being held in the jaws of a very large dog.

Jenny and Julie were already in bed. Jessica had her see through nightie on and was standing by the bedroom door. Amy sat down on the edge of the bed and showed the book to the girls.

Julie, the nine year-old asked. “Can girls really get pregnant by a dog?”

“Don’t be a dweeb!” snorted fourteen year-old Jessica.

“How do you know?” asked eleven year-old Jenny.

“Girls, girls. It doesn’t matter if a girl can get pregnant by a dog. This is a wholesome family story approved by the Patriarchy. But most importantly, what is the pecking order of a household?”

The three girls said together, “Father, brother, dog, female.”

“What kind of dog?”

“A male dog,” the girls replied.

“Just remember that when you start your own household and your husband has a male dog, that dog always eats before you do.” Amy was thankful that they didn’t have a dog period. She had heard that the Patriarchy was working on breeding dogs with a higher intelligence so that the dog could reason things out on their own.

“Mrs Braxton said that father, brother and the dog should always get the choicest cuts of meat first,” Jenny said with an air of authority.

“That’s right darling, we need to keep our males strong.” smiled Amy. “Now let’s start.” Amy opened the cover of the book. She had brought the book when Jessica was two years-old. It had been years since she read it and didn’t know why she picked it now.

She started reading: “There are many different realities in our world but the only reality that matters is the reality presented by the Patriarchy. In this wholesome family story is fourteen year-old Belle who is lonely and living her father. Her father hadn’t taken her virginity yet and she had no boyfriend. Belle stayed home after school and never went out with her friends. But on this day, Belle noticed a dog sitting in her front yard. She walks out the front door looking at the dog. Their eyes met, a rush of attraction instantly passed between the two and Belle’s future changed forever.”

Julie was smiling, “So it was love at first sight?”

“I thought only humans could fall in love at first sight.” Jenny said.

“People fall in love with animals all the time,” Amy replied then turned the page.

“Taking pity on the poor dog, Belle leaned over to see the name tag on his collar, King. Hello, King, smiled Belle. At this King sat back on his hind legs and put his front paws on Belle’s shoulders and licked Belle on the mouth, his long tongue lapped at her mouth. Momentarily taken aback, she’d only ever kissed her father, and now, here was a huge dog with his paws on both her shoulders showering her with kiss and licks on her mouth. Before she knew what she was doing, Belle licked back at the dog with a growing lust that she felt deep inside.”

“That’s known as a tingling sensation in your stomach,” Jessica said.

“Yes, and its also known as the fire in the belly, an uncontrolled female lust,” Amy added as she turned the page.

“With King standing on his hind legs Belle gasped in shock and wonder as King’s doggie cock grew erect and swelled right before her eyes. She had never seen anything like it before, at least ten inches long and an inch in diameter.”

“Mrs Anderson has different types of dildos in our class room and ten inches is pretty long,” Julie said.

“Yes it is!” smiled Amy.

She continued: “King was panting and wagging his tail as he looked at Belle. King had found a possible mate and he was not going to let this chance pass him by!”

Amy turned the page. “Belle’s father had taught Belle at a young age that males need relief if their cock was stiff and hard. ‘A hard and stiff cock was a sign that a male is glad to see you, he told Belle on more than one occasion as he took his cock out of his pants. He was also fond of reminding her that a female mouth was her second cunt.’ So Belle got down on her hands and knees and nuzzled her head between his thighs and started licking and sucking King’s cock. King howled in pleasure as Belle took his cock into her warm and delicate mouth and licked the length of it with her soft tongue.”

“Our sex ed classes say the same thing about a male cock,” Jessica said. “I guess it is the same for male dogs.”

“Well,” Amy replied. “He is a male and gets the same rights as other males.”

Amy turned the page. “Belle stood up and looked around the neighborhood making sure nobody was watching. She took King by his collar and pulled him inside her house. Her father was still at work which she was thankful for. As she walked into the house she knew her panties were soaked as King was trying to work his snout between her legs. Belle walked into her room with King sniffing between her legs, Belle started giggling as she closed the bedroom door. ‘That tickles’ she laughed. King started getting more aggressive. ‘Hold on, King, I don’t want you to rip my panties!’ she giggled as she slid her damp panties off. “That would be awkward to explain to Papa how come these expensive panties were torn.” As soon as her panties were off, King pushed Belle to the floor, thus giving him access to her feminine sweetness. King went directly to work, licking at her cunt and clit like a starved hound.”

“Mrs Cleary showed us video on the internet about dog and female scent competitions.” Jessica stated.

“What’s that?” asked Julie.

“Households where there is a male dog, can sign up for scent competitions where a female of the household is selected by the males for the competition. The female is naked and let loose in woods and the family dog has to track her down. Prize money of up to a million dollars can be made if the female can elude her dog long enough to be the last one caught.”

“Is there an age restriction on the female?” asked Amy.

“None that I can tell. I mean, there were little girls to grown women in the video, didn’t seem to matter.”

Amy turned the page and continued: “King licked Belle’s clit tenderly, driving her to greater ecstasy. Belle moaned in pleasure as King prepared her for mating. In response to the tongue lashing on her clit, Belle’s heart pounded from the excitement and she opened her legs wider for his tongue.”

Amy turned the page: “Belle took off the rest of her clothes, her blouse and bra but left her white thigh stockings on. As she sat up, King brought his snout to her breasts and starting licking her nipples in a loving display of affection. His doggie kisses simply made her feel wonderful. Nobody had ever done this to her before, not even father, and now, here was a dog. Belle looked at King as he licked her nipples and she felt a growing need between her legs, an emptiness that she desperately needed to be filled. The fourteen year-old Belle put her hands on Kings head and said, ‘So this is what love feels like, not the wham, bam, thank you ma’am kind of love, she smiled at King.’”

“So girls can fall sexually in love with a dog?” asked Julie.

“Of course, we can, silly, it says there in book that mom is reading,” Jenny laughed.

“Remember the pecking order girls. The Patriarchy considers all females as animals, with animal type lust between our legs.” Their mother replied. “It is this lust that drives men and boys to do crazy sexual things with us.”

Amy turned the page: “Belle was so ready to give herself to King. She turned over on her hands and knees and looked over her shoulder. She wondered if it would hurt when he popped her cherry. Belle always thought growing up that it would be her father that would take her virginity or another boy in her wedding night fantasy. King bounded up behind her and put both paws on her ass cheeks and barked twice. Being in this position felt so right, thought Belle. King barked again pushed his cock deep into her cunt.”

Amy turned the page, she had the girls attention. “Belle gasped as King’s cock slid easily into her. For a moment there was pain as her hymen broke, she smiled as she was no longer a little girl, but a woman. Now with his cock snug inside his new mate’s cunt, King relaxed and began to hump her over and over again. Belle took the full weight of King on her back as the dog barked his approval. She could also start to feel his cum dripping from her cunt. Soon the two lovers were rocking together in perfect harmony. To Belle it felt so good as King rode her like an animal, his doggie slobber dripping from his perfect tongue onto her back and neck. Belle looked over her shoulder at King and smiled, she had waited so long to find true love and here was a dog who took her virginity and made her a woman.”

Amy turned the page: “As Belle’s and King’s passion increased, so did speed of their fucking. Belle rolled over on her back as King repositioned himself above her. King bred his pretty bitch with hard thrusts that released millions of genetically modified doggie sperm into her perfect womb.” Amy had also heard that the Patriarchy was doing just this, working on ways to genetically modify a dogs sperm so that the dog could get a human female pregnant. Amy shuddered at the thought of popping out puppies or watching her daughter’s pop out puppies.

“What’s wrong, mother?” asked Julie.

“Oh, nothing,”Amy smiled and continued reading.

“Belle looked up at the lustful dog, his dog slobber dripping onto her face and suddenly everything made sense to her. In King, she’d found her destiny, her purpose in life. As he slid his wet cock in and out of her cunt, she knew that she wanted to give birth to his children. Smiling up at King she had a wicked thought that she hoped all the puppies would be males so that she could show them love and affection as they took their turns with her.”

Amy turned the page: “Belle rolled off the floor and gently pushed King onto his back. She climbed atop her lover and slid down the length of his swollen cock. She started bopping up and down on it, driving it deeper into her womb. King came hard inside Belle, filling her with his doggie sperm. He’d never had such an eager and willing animal before, and he barked in wonderous satisfaction as the next generation was planted deep in her fertile womb!”

Amy looked over that girls, she had their attention. She turned the page: “Their passion finally subsided, King jumped on her bed and settled down for a long restful nap. ‘Just like a typical male,’ smiled Belle as she watched his cock slightly deflate with doggie semen oozing out of the tip onto her blanket, she laughed as she thought of the wet spot she would have sleep in later. Belle sat back and pondered just how much fate had changed her, what if she hadn’t walked out the front door today and saw King? What if King had moved on instead of sitting in her yard? One thing was for certain, she was in love with King.

Amy turned the page: “Her father accepted King into their home and never gave his young daughter a disapproving look. Of course, her father and now King got the choicest cuts of meat and she cleaned up after them and kept a tidy house. Her father never got upset when he heard them having sex at all hours of the day and night, both of them barking in unison, the flesh slapping noise coming from the bedroom. He walked in on them one day as they were ass to ass, King pumping his doggie seed into his daughter, Belle with her eyes closed and a dreamy look on her face. The dog looked at her father with what seemed like a smile on his snout. He blushed and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.”

“Father would never do that if he saw one of us with a dog,” Jessica said.

“Well, Belle’s father was being respectful of new couple,” Amy replied.

“Do you think father would get mad if he saw you mating with a dog, mother?” asked Julie.

“No, he wouldn’t and he probably wouldn’t get mad if either of you were mating with a dog.”

“Why wouldn’t he get mad? I mean he would be sharing us with a dog, right?” Jenny asked.

“Remember girls, the Patriarchy considers us no better than animals and male dogs are above us. If your father saw one of us mating with a dog he would see that as the natural order of things. And he would be within his rights to join the dog if he wanted.”

Amy continued: “It was two weeks since Belle brought King into the house and her belly began to swell. Her father knew that the gestation period for female dogs was 60 days so he surmised it would be the same for his fourteen year-old daughter. He also knew there would be a scandal if his daughter and King weren’t married, he would have to explain to the Patriarchy why she looked pregnant and not married. The Patriarchy frowned upon girls and women who became pregnant out of wedlock, whether by a man or boy or even a dog.”

“Aren’t there special breeding centers for women who are convicted of not supporting the Patriarchy?” asked Jessica.

“Yes, there are,” replied Amy.

“I thought all women and girls were sent to re-education centers if they were convicted of not supporting the Patriarchy.” Jenny said.

“For the most part yes, but there are women who just can’t be re-educated and so they are sent to breeding centers to produce baby girls and in some cases, baby boys.”

“But always more girls than boys, right” asked Jessica.

“I suppose so,” replied Amy. She thought back to that comment on the website about females being 65 percent of the world’s population.

Amy turned the page: “In a special ceremony at the church and with Belle on her hands and knees, her father walked her down the aisle to a waiting King at the altar. He handed Belle’s leash to King who took it in his mouth. It was quite the ceremony and party afterwards. The whole town came out and congratulated the newlyweds, but the men were more interested in the genetically modified male dog than they were in Belle. The women and girls stayed away from Belle as none of them wanted to know what it was like being pregnant with puppies. Belle finally made her father a grandfather, as she gave birth to two pups, both males. The puppies had their mother’s eyes but their father’s cock and suckled from Belle’s breasts. King and Belle lived happily ever after or did they? The end.”

Amy closed the book.

From the master bedroom, Bill yelled out, “Jessica get in here and bring that bitch too!” Amy shrugged her shoulders, Jessica would be sleeping with her father tonight.

“Good night girls,” smiled Amy. She and Jessica walked out of the bedroom, the bedroom door had long ago been removed.

Bill was laying in bed, the covers thrown back, his cock was rock hard and laying on his belly. Amy got the lube off the night stand and Jessica bent over. Amy put lube on her middle finger and put it in her daughters anus, rubbing the lube in.

“Ass to mouth tonight,” father announced.

That meant that Jessica would impale herself on his cock, bounce up and down five times, pull off the cock and let her mother lick the cock clean of her ass, then should impale herself again. Father would cum after about 25 or 30 strokes of her anus, filling her anus with his cum, then Jessica would move off the cock and position herself over her mother’s mouth and push his cum out. Mother and daughter would swap the ass cum back and forth about a dozen times before they would swallow it.

Amy would to and stand in the doorway of the bedroom and watch as her husband fucked his daughter every which way.

The next morning Amy waked her girls up. “Well, girls,” Amy said looking at Julie and Jenny, “Today is a big day for us, it’s the first annual book burning bonfire.”

“We know, we’re very excited about it, the whole class can’t wait!” Julie smiled. “The librarians came by our classroom yesterday handing out books from female authors. They said these women were lowlife scum bags and their books needed burning.”

“I’m gonna rip out each page from my book one at a time and then wipe my ass with it,” Jenny replied.

“Well,” Jessica smiled, “In art class we took three female mannequins and dressed them up to represent three female authors from the 1800s. We’re gonna hang them from the school asphyxiation scaffold.”

“Ohh, that will be cool to see!” Julie said.

The school asphyxiation scaffold was used to hang female mannequins dressed up in the likeness of a female. If a female fell out of favor with the Patriarchy, the mannequin was dressed up like the real life female and hanged in during a school assembly. The female could be a mother, teacher, somebody on the national scene, any female young or old. Normally, the female in question was convicted by the Patriarchy and sent to a re-education center, thus the hanging.

Amy stood at the classroom window looking at the girls pathfinder’s troop building up the logs for the bonfire. They were being supervised by a librarian. You could always tell a librarian as they had their hair in a top knot. She had been outside earlier and happened to notice the girl’s writing on the logs. Things like, “Die Bitch!” “Burn in hell, whore!” “We hate you!”. Amy shuddered. She thought back to the website she looked at yesterday. Delores Throckmorten’s blog was the most prominent but there were others. Amy could never be so bold as to write a blog, getting caught by the thought crime police was just too great.

The girls pushed the hanging scaffold into position and then went to work fastening three nooses. Others worked on the podium where the president of the Female Librarians Association would give a short speech to start the festivities.

“Hey cunt mouth!” the teen supervisor said. Amy looked around, the boy was standing in the door way with no pants or underwear, his cock was stiff and angry looking. The boy snapped his fingers and pointed to his cock. Amy shrugged her shoulders, how could a pimply faced skinny kid have such a long cock?