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SCRAMBLED EGGS

The six of us gathered at the park, exactly as Mistress had ordered. She gave each of us a spoon and an egg.
Now, place the spoon in your mouth and the egg in the spoon. Keep your hands behind your back during the race. If you drop the egg, you’re out. The first to reach that tree over there will be the winner. And the winner, numbnuts, is allowed to worship My gorgeous feet!
We looked at each other with murder in our eyes, because Her feet are worth dying for.
Are you ready spoons? GO!!!
I walked slowly, eyes focussed on the egg, wiggling like a duck with a cucumber up its ass. But slave Burt went like a bullet out of a gun. Jesus, the man was in a hurry! I accelerated, but he was hard to keep up with. The others were already way behind us and it was now a neck and neck between me and that rotten egg just ahead of me. We almost sprinted to the finish line, but he was just too fast and he reached the finish line with sixteen lengths to spare over me. May have been seventeen lenghts, eighteen even, but who cares. He was now blessed with the honour of worshipping Her gorgeous feet, while all I could do was suck on my stinking egg.

ARMWRESTLING

Pauline was a great looking Girl: blond, smooth skin, perky breasts, a gorgeous smile and not an inch of fat on Her body. I met Her at a birthday party, where She beat everyone who challenged Her to an arm-wrestling match. Boys, Girls, men and Women; She crushed them all. Which was bizarre, because Her body didn’t do biceps, if you know what I mean. I honestly thought it was a prank, some sort of hidden camera shit, or something like that. But in the end I could not restrain myself and decided to challenge Her and teach Her a lesson. I started aggressively and went full throttle immediately, but it was like pushing against a brick wall. She didn’t flinch and Her face was as calm as a pond on a windless day. My arm began to hurt and the strength melted away. And then it was all over. My hand smashed on the table with a powerful bang and everyone cheered. I was flabbergasted and immediately agreed to do the other arm. Well, we all make mistakes and mine lasted less than a second. It was Go-Baff-Over, only much faster. I had the honour of meeting Her several times after that and had at least ten rematches against Her. I didn’t stand a change and the result was always the same.

VIRTUAL REALITY

He was holding a small box in his palm.
This, Ladies & gentleman, is the VR Femdom Pro M-900, a Femdom Universe, set in an open-world environment. You can visit and explore over three hundred Cities, with Femdom bars, hotels, prisons, factories, dark alleys, markets and so much more. Be careful though: there’s always a risk of getting caught and enslaved for years on end! You can fight the Female Gladiators in Rome, visit the dark Castles of Transylvania, travel through the dangerous woods of Artemis or try to find the legendary Amazon Warriors. It’s more real than reality itself and it will change your life forever.
There was a low murmur in the audience.
Now, do you remember those monstrous Virtual Reality Headsets? Now we have this.
He showed us what looked like regular sunglasses with sides.
Isn’t it amazing? No need to wear a bathtub on your head anymore. But you know, the big question is of course: how real is Virtual Reality? Does it still look pixelated? The answer, Ladies & gentlemen, is standing right in front of you. Because I’m not made of flesh and blood, I’m the Virtual Reality.
He moved to the edge of the stage and we could see right through him! We all rose to our feet and gave him … it … that thing a standing ovation.
September 2048 – Virtual Reality Convention – St. Petersburg.