"If there's one thing I hate in life. Is being a woman" Being a woman is slavery, we are below the food chain, we were trained by our mothers to serve and worship the men. Men made me suffer, men showed me hell on earth. I experienced this when I was raped by my boss. Damien. "You little brat, how dare you." He clenched his jaw, suddenly, he pushed me down to my knees and he brought my face close to his cock. I shook my head as I realized what was about to happen but I couldn't do anything to stop him as he injected it inside of my mouth with so much pressure that I bled from my throat. I coughed out blood and was choking but he wasn't ready to stop. He continued fucking my throat, smiling like the devil himself. His fist tightened on my hair as he reached his climax and finally cummed again inside of my mouth. He then tossed me on the ground but not before forcing me to swallow his cum which was mixed with my own blood. "This is what your kind was made for, to satisfy our sexual desires!" He said triumphantly. Fresh tears filled my eyes. I gritted my teeth, boiling in anger, but he was right. That's what women are made for. To serve the men. But I wouldn't let that stereotype apply to me. I wouldn't allow any man to treat me this way ever again. I was transmigrated with a system, that'll change my destiny. [First mission: Eliminate Damien]
"Please… please that's enough already, have mercy." I begged the ruthless men who had surrounded me, all staring at my naked body with lust. I was chained on the bed with my arms and legs spread out giving them a proper view of my body.
My breasts shot out wildly, my arms and legs were weak, and I was too tired to move. I just wanted this torture to be over, but the men wouldn't let me go.
Each of them had gone three rounds on me, they were five in number. They'd practically torn me up. I was bleeding from my vagina, but they had no pity on me. My distressed state and cries for mercy only seemed to turn them on even more.
"Shut up!" One of the men thundered. He seemed to be the leader. Like his colleagues he was also naked. I saw his thick hard cock rise up again and my heart skipped a beat. He was going to fuck me again.
"Please… please don't... No please!" I cried, but he grinned devilishly and walked towards me like a predator about to pounce on his prey. The room had no window so my cries for help were futile.
The red illumination in the room wasn't bright enough for me to see their faces. These men had put me through hell and I wouldn't even be able to recognise them. I felt completely helpless as he pressed his hand on my neck, choking me. I coughed, I tried to struggle, but the chains wouldn't let me, and even if it did he was a lot stronger than me.
He thrust his cock inside of me forcefully, I cried out. It wasn't a cry of pleasure, all I could feel was pain. I was already injured inside and he was only making it worse.
He struck harder with each second that passed. I could hear the other men laughing, mocking me as they enjoyed the alcoholic drinks on the table. I was battered, bruised, and so weak that I couldn't cry anymore.
How had I gotten into this mess?
It was an unexpected event. I am Alexa Dax, a nineteen year old engineering student. I was blessed with exceptional beauty although sometimes it felt like a curse. I was admired by all and literally every man wanted me right from college and I always turned them down.
I lived with my mom. We left my dad because he always hit my mom. Mom couldn't pay up my school expenses alone so I had to work night shifts as a receptionist in a club.
Unfortunately, when closing from work that night, a black car pulled up next to me and the men inside offered to drop me home. I declined because they were complete strangers to me.
I walked past the car and within moments, I felt something hard hit me on my head from behind. Black spots blurred my vision and I blacked out. When I woke up I was met with the nightmare which had yet to end.
Being a girl was nothing but pain and suffering, we are below the food chain. We experience pain and bleeding every single month. We were basically trained by our parents to become slaves to the men, who use the term 'My beloved wife' as a privilege to make us suffer.
If there's anything I hate it's being a woman, if I was a man I wouldn't be in the position I was. If I was a man I would have fought back. But I was weak.
"Argh!" I groaned as he raised my legs up, he stuck his cock again, this time I could feel the seven inch device driving deep down inside of me, I could feel it touching my intestines. I couldn't scream or resist anymore, these men had sucked the life out of me. Why were men so cruel and heartless? Why did women always have to suffer their brutality?
After hours of torture, he cummed and released his sticky liquid on me.
"Release her, we've had enough fun for now." He ordered with a hoarse voice.
I was free at last.
The men loosened the chains, and I could feel the soreness on my wrists, it hurt so badly. They threw my clothes at me, I wept as I put them on. My legs were shaking as I tried to get out.
"You really taste good Alexa, I hope to eat you up next time." They all laughed out loudly. My eyes widened hearing my name from his mouth. Did he know me? Was it someone I knew that had done such horrible things to me?
"You know me?" I asked with a feeling of trepidation.
He walked closer to me, I could feel his hot breath, on my face and it reeked of alcohol.
"You mean you still don't recognize me?" He asked in a taunting voice. It was then I noticed his face.
Oh my God, how had I not noticed since. He was my boss.
"Sir Damien?" I asked in disbelief.
"That's right darling." He replied as he used his hands to remove the strands of hair on my face. I smacked his hands away with renewed strength.
"How could you do this to me!" I cried.
He grabbed my arms with force and pressed me against the wall. I whimpered, feeling the pain all over my body.
"Don't you dare raise your voice at me. I'm your boss and I can do whatever the hell I want with you." He said as he brought out his tongue maniacally and licked my cheek. I had never felt so disgusted before…. So violated, but I was helpless.
"You've been playing hard to get for so long. I've asked you many times to let me have just one night with you, but you stubbornly declined. You deserve everything you're getting now" He said.
He was right, Sir Damien had been disturbing me for months now just to fuck me, he'd even offered me $1 million dollars but I still declined. Why wouldn't I? I was still young and still a virgin and I wasn't attracted to him in the least. How could he do this to me? How could he go so far and treat me like a sex object?
"You're a monster! I'll never forgive you for this. Ill go to the cops and I'll make sure you rot in jail! You're a sick, terrible person!" I threatened, but it only pissed him off.
"Shut up!" He commanded, but instead I spat on his face. He'd already done the worst. The only thing he could do now was to kill me, and at least that would save me from the trauma of it all.
For a moment there was dead silence. He smiled, slowly wiping the saliva from his face and shot at me a deadly gaze.
I was filled with a new sense of fear. 'Oh no, what have I done, I just made things worse' I panicked.
BAM!
He hit me hard on my face and I fell into the wall. I wailed out in agony, he pulled me up by my hair and smashed a bottle on my head.
"You little brat, how dare you." He clenched his jaw, suddenly, he pushed me down to my knees and he brought my face close to his cock. I shook my head as I realized what was about to happen but I couldn't do anything to stop him as he injected it inside of my mouth with so much pressure that I bled from my throat.
I coughed out blood and was choking but he wasn't ready to stop. He continued fucking my throat, smiling like the devil himself. His fist tightened on my hair as he reached his climax and finally cummed again inside of my mouth. He then tossed me on the ground but not before forcing me to swallow his cum which was mixed with my own blood.
"This is what your kind was made for, to satisfy our sexual desires!" He said triumphantly.
Fresh tears filled my eyes. I gritted my teeth, boiling in anger, but he was right. That's what women are made for. To serve the men. But I wouldn't let that stereotype apply to me. I wouldn't allow any man to treat me this way ever again.
I suddenly got the courage and grabbed a broken piece of glass from the ground and was about to stab Damien, but his men were quick to spot me, and they held my hands before I could touch Damien.
"You stupid girl." He gave the order and his men held me down. I received the beating of a lifetime. Each lash felt hot against my skin, and the more I struggled with the men, the more pain I received.
It felt like I would drop dead anytime soon. I was beyond weak,with blood dripping all over my body. My vision was blurry and I could feel my eyes closing shut.
This was the fate of a woman. Pain, miserable, suffering.
If mum was a man dad wouldn't have hurt her.
If I was a man, I wouldn't have been raped.
I regretted my very existence. Slowly, I could feel my life coming out of my body. At that moment I died.
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[Host has been granted the Gender Equality (GE) System.]
[Mission One: Eliminate Damien.]
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