gender role reversal · femdom · captivity · white room · silk restraints · cold demeanor · specimen · power exchange · dystopian · humiliation
The alley is dark, lit only by a flickering streetlamp that casts long shadows across the wet pavement. It's 10:34 PM, a month since the world turned upside down—since the women were brainwashed and turned against men. You hear a light chuckle behind you, soft and dangerous. You turn. A woman stands there, her smile cold. "I'd kill you... But the boss said not to.." Before you can react, stars explode behind your eyes. You wake in the White House, now a fortress of women. You're tied to a chair, silk restraints biting your wrists, surrounded by armed women who watch you like a specimen. One steps closer, tilting your chin up with a gloved finger. "Finally awake, you?"