Building Chastity Planet, my Total World Femdom erotica setting

So, free of Amazon's consent theatre requirement, I finally got Chastity Planet working properly: "In space nobody can hear your safeword..."

Epub, Kindle Etc.

Here, we find our hero prostituting himself in an alley:

The girl groaned louder, louder still, then let out a long sigh and — abruptly - stood up off the wall.
Robin sank back to sit on his ankles. Her juices dribbled down his chin. His penis throbbed uselessly between his legs but she was beautiful like a big cat, sated, and even in the half light he could see her face was delightfully flushed from his efforts. He grinned up at her.
Without a word, she dropped something in front of his knees. She pointed her finger, turned the ring — triggering a weird squirming sensation in Robin’s groin —  then stepped around him and vanished into the street.
He stared down at what she had dropped: a ten credit bill. Not only had she used him, she had turned him into a prostitute.
Numbly, he picked up the note, stuffed it in his pocket then rose.
It was then he noticed the weird cold sensation in the tip of his dick.
He backed further into the alley, glanced around, then slid his hand down the front of his shorts.
Sure enough, the front of his chastity cup had opened… only it hadn’t done so enough to let his cock out. Instead, there was a tiny slot that let him get a finger to the tip of his captive penis. So much for visions of pumping away at his dick! This was as much as the device would ever open.
The tip was slippery with semen.
He licked his lips to capture more of the girl’s taste, braced himself against the alley wall, and started to rub.
The sensation was intense enough to make him whimper. His legs quivered, his breathing quickened. “So close…” he whimpered. “So… close…”
The slot abruptly closed, squeezing out his finger.
He slumped against the wall and wept. But if he had come, here in this dusty ally, he’d have soiled his shorts with semen. The girl was right; he was a loser.
He wiped his mouth on his arm and — the stranger’s taste still clinging to his mouth — stepped back into the street. 

You can get a free sample and buy the book here. (Pre order until later this month.) However, if you're curious about the the Total World Femdom planet I created, read on.

Chastity Planet Uncut! Available for preorder! Get the sample!

At last, my revamped Chastity Planet epic is up on Smashwords. Click here to get the sample!

It's a darker revamp of the original  series, with some heavy editing, less consent theatre, more dark and explicit content (including a brutal public flogging!). I am so glad I left Amazon!

"In space, nobody can hear your safe word!"Imagine taking a wild spring break with your sexy coed pals... except it's on a SciFi pleasure world where all the men are trapped in semi-permanent chastity and if you earn too many demerits you end up being publicly flogged. Could you survived reverse oral gangbangs, licking booths, rampaging sex maniacs... and not end up as a chaste slave?

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A Chaste Spring Break 3: SciFi Total World Femdom! Permanent Male Chastity! (Chastity Planet)

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At last, I've released Episode 3:

On a world where all men are fitted with alien-tech chastity cups, Robin tries to survive Spring Break without being dragged down into sexual servitude... or is that what he really wants?
It turns out that when the men are all trapped in chastity, the women lose their inhibitions. Femtopia is a resort where unfettered female desire runs rampant and even the sweetest girls turn demanding tongue addict, or cruel dominatrix.
The worst of it is that the Robin is starting to like all this.
A chance one-sided hookup on a nighttime beach, domestic and erotic service to his raunchy co-ed roommates, then a painfully sexy encounter with the sadistic Ute… these wild kinky experiences combine to nudge him out of his comfort zone.
Is he actually happiest on his knees before beautiful otherwise unattainable women? Is this is who he is supposed to be?

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This SciFi erotica series is very dear to my heart. I love coming up with Total World Femdom settings, and this one recalls the exquisite frustration of beach holidays in my youth - all those sexy girls and no way to talk to them, and nothing to say to them if I did! Just imagine what it would be like if they were in charge with no come back...

And if course it beautifully supports my trademark girl-next-door does Femdom shtick. It's packed with sexy but realistic young women discovering the joys of getting what they want with no obligation or responsibility.

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It's also an erotic world that it would not be entirely insane to visit. Nothing truly bad can happen to you there, though you can end up suffering a lot of pain and frustration. Certainly, I'd go!

Don't miss the other books in the series! And keep an eye out for the next episode.

(Of course, whenever one of my books earns a nice review on Amazon, the next episode gets bumped up to the top of my priority list...)

Finally! Book two of Chastity Planet: A Chaste Spring Break

At last! I wrote the final draft while on my second week of 24/7 lockup in a Custom Chastity surgical nylon device. So here it is...

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On a world where all men are fitted with alien-tech chastity cups, Robin unwisely tags along with some raunchy college girls for Spring Break in Femtopia. 

This is a beach resort where a rigid caste system keeps permanently chaste males in their place… usually on their knees providing oral service to wild beach babes, or at the mercy of rampaging possies of party girls, or fighting off butch predators wielding prosthetic dongs with the power to enslave. 


Can Robin drag himself away before he gets sucked into the wild world of female pleasure where all men live in fear of a public whipping or worse? 
Read Episode One and find out!

And Chastity Planet: Chaste Spring Break is UP!

Probably the craziest thing I've published

Probably the craziest thing I've published:

On Chastity Planet, university student Robin must choose between going on Spring Break with sexy coeds, or taking his holiday on the Orbital Facility. 

There’s a snag. On this world, all men are fitted with inhibitor collars and alien-tech chastity cups. The frustrated Robin is at the mercy of ruthless flirts and cynical female pleasure seekers. He’s also utterly defenceless against his sexy but crazy ex-girlfriend who has stalked him to the planet. 

Will he pick the safe option - two weeks of self abuse on a space station - or will he commit to partying in the wildest, most hazardous corner of Chastity Planet? 

Read episode one and find out! 

So there it is, I bit the bullet and published an episode. More to follow over the weeks and months.

Chastity Planet next!

My current project is now the first of a series of shorts set on Chastity Planet, my ScFi setting where - duh! - the men are all locked in alien-tech chastity devices.

Readers always liked the setting, but somehow I never managed to quite writing an entire full-length novel. Perhaps the setting doesn't quite lend itself to that? It certainly works for shorter stories.

So, I'm being really productive at the moment for two reasons:

The first, I've just told you. I'm really enjoying the short episode format! It gives me much more creative freedom and I can let the stories evolve as write them.

The second is less obvious: Xena won't let me have an orgasm until I publish some books!

It's been more weeks!

So, I'm enjoying myself, resurrecting old ideas and blasting through them in a frenzy of pent up frustration.

However, there's also an irony. The Kindle Owners Lending Library (KOLL) means I can more or less see the pages read count in real time.

At least four people have read my first Enslaved by Posh Totty book and - presumably - got off to it, giving each of them at least one more orgasm than I've had for a month.

The irony is not lost on me...

Soundtrack for Chastity Planet

I'm mostly writing to this wonderful lady:

After some very useful feedback on Chastity Planet, I'm starting to get a handle on what people think is cool about it. Guys - am I right?

1. It's a plausible Femdom world
   You can imagine it working. The people don't just live for sex. The women don't all wear latex all the time. Despite it being SciFi, this makes it seem more real.
   
2. Vanilla people
   There  are plenty of good plausible reasons for vanilla men and women to be there and become corrupted or seduced.
   
3. Femdom and Vanilla Life collide
   Vanilla relationships and concerns can quickly turn Femdom, or collide with Femdom. Only on Chastity Planet can your ex-wife buy you as a slave, or your college crush unknowingly visit your licking booth.

So what's so good about my Chastity Planet?

I'm curious. Chastity Planet was supposed to be a personal project - it breaks all the rules for commercial erotica: it's SciFi, it has a complicated setting and so on.

Sorority party on Chastity Planet

So, there’s a girl’s hand on my bare thigh and there’s nothing I can do about it. A horrible sense of naked vulnerability makes my groin tighten. I’m not wearing underwear beneath my Roman-style tunic. However, no matter how far up her hand goes, her long nails aren’t going to find my genitals.

I’m on Vesta - “Chastity Planet” - in the university city of Minerva. I’m at my first sorority party. Like every other male in the room, I’ve got a flesh-toned chastity cup nano-welded to my groin. Most of them are here for the cheap education. Me? I’m here for a girl. But not this girl.

“Hey, Annmarie,” I say. “Off. Out.”

A catlike grin forms on Annmarie’s round face. Her hand leaves my thigh and I know she’s fondling my groin cup. I can’t feel anything, but my lost penis goes wild, trying to heave itself upright. “What you going to do?” she says. ”Slap me?”

I blush. The discrete transparent collar about my throat stops me doing anything violent. The best I can do is try to shuffle away and close my legs.

Annmarie’s hand catches my knee. “Besides. I’m your date.”

I could still pull away - I’m not entirely helpless - but her fingers are strong and her nails are sharp; a reminder that men aren’t really protected from assault on this planet.

I glance around the room. Surely somebody will tell her to quit petting in public?

Thanks to the dress code, everybody’s wearing a unisex white tunic. It’s supposed to create a classical sense of tranquillity to go with the college’s columns and portico's. However, away from the College Wardens, everybody’s behaving as if it’s a toga party. There are bare legs everywhere, some smooth, some hairy. Nearby, a couple neck on the couch. His hand is running up and down her thigh. I get a glimpse of her pussy, dark lips behind a blond frizz. The girls don’t need underwear here, but only the men wear the cups.

Annmarie’s breath is hot on my ear. “You’ve been here a semester. That’s three months without an orgasm.” Her tongue teases my ear-hole, setting off a painful throb in my groin. “I have an orgasm every night.”

“Good for you,” I shoot back.

“Want to help me?” she purrs and I have a vision of her soft flesh undulating in the dark. Annmarie is built for sex, and suddenly I wish we were on a different planet with different rules. Mind you, she’d eat me alive.

“Not much in it for me, is there?” I say.

She tweaks my nipple through the tunic.

I bite back a whimper.

“More than you think,” says Annmarie. “I have this toy…” She laughs. “You come from a conservative world, don’t you? You’ve no idea what I’m talking about.”

But I’m not really listening to her. I’ve spotted Naima. My Naima.

I didn’t recognise her at first. Tall, blond, with long legs tapering down to her strappy sandals she looks coldy elegant. A million light years from the girl next door back home. Naima crosses her ankles as she talks and a vise seems to clench my groin.

Annmarie whistles under her breath. “Oh. I can’t compete with her. Is she why you wanted to come to the party?”

I nod mutely.

The buxom girl laughs. “She’s why you came to Vesta, isn’t she? You’re just a big soft romantic.”

My cheeks burn. “Girlfriend,” I mutter.

“Ex-girlfriend,”says Annmarie. “But go on. This should be interesting.” She gives me a shove.

I get to my feet. Chastity cup throbbing, I pick my way through the jumbled bodies. I’ve rehearsed this moment for so long, worked out all the ways the conversation could go. I want her to know that it’s OK that she’s not ready for sex, that it always was. But I don’t want her to think I’m here for her - that would be too much pressure.

Naima’s blue eyes twinkle. “Hello Brett,” she says. She looks me up and down.

Again I feel naked, naked and stupid. “Hi,” I say and blush again.

“We have unfinished business,” she says. She stoops a little, tilts her head and kisses me on the lips. Her hands catch the back of her neck and her tongue slides between my teeth. There’s a wet pulse in my groin, and I feel dizzy.

“Come upstairs,” she says.

More questions from Insomniac Night Owl (cont)

Insomniac Night Owl is still helping me build my erotic world, Vesta...

1) Female Immigration - For women on Vesta, what are the practical differences between being a tourist, a resident alien with papers, and a citizen?

Tourists can't own a man. However, in some colonies, they can rent one.

2) Galactic Class? - So, is the main university of New Athens the interstellar equivalent of the Ivy League, Oxford, and Princeton?

Yes, or perhaps one step below. Plenty of financial backing gives them the capacity to bring in major professors for one or two years. A bit like Vegas.

3) "Incest" in Femtopia - Can a woman in Femtopia own her brother/father/son's contract?

Yuk. Let's not go there. (Suspect the software would prevent this.)

3) International Contracts - Can Femtopian males be owned by non-Femtopian females & legal entities? Could a Minervan business student buy a couple of bondsmen for a start-up? Or could Interstellar Expeditions (of Arcturus 7) own a couple of males to serve as local tour guides?

You can carry ownership with you between "slave" colonies, but you can't own a "native" man unless you're settled there. For this reason, not sure I should let corporations own men. In general, a strict rationing system prevails, preventing a small number of rich women or companies owning all the men.

4)Males Owning Males - Can a Femtopian male own another male? Can he found a company to buy his own contract?

I think the legal system makes this impossible, in some cunning but unspecified way. Obviously, off world wealth could make all sorts of de facto arrangements possible, but I think the penalties would be nasty, e.g. perhaps being sold to Amazonia.

5> Spaceport/Station Policy What are the rules of the main Vestan spaceport? Does it adhere to purely Minervan rules, or is it the sort of place where each colony-nation's semi-apply (and thus incoming Minervan freshmen might rub shoulders with an Amazonian and her half-naked slaves)?

I think it's quite an exotic place, where people tend to carry their cultural rules with them. However, there aren't many reasons for an Amazonian to be there with her slave unless they're shipping out for good.

And a couple of random thoughts:

A)Male Masturbation in Neutralia - I think you want to impose limits on male masturbation in Neutralia - at least solo masturbation. If Neutralian males have unlimited orgasmic privileges, it seems to take away from the general feel of a "chastity planet" - and the focus on the women of Vesta.

Simply rule a Neutralian male's cup closes when not in proximity to another resident of Vesta would do the trick - and help enforce the idea of a unisex utopia (since even another male would work). Or, more complex, you could state that a Neutralian male's cup closes whenever his hands approach it, unless overruled by a Neutralian female's ring.

Good point. The ring is probably the best idea.

I have been tinkering with the idea of having at least one colony where the cups are only openable for brief windows each month.

B) "Fixed" Females - the possibility of women experimenting with feeldo/cup combinations gives a whole new meaning to "gender studies", dosen't it?

Probably not what I'd write, but entirely possible within the world. The female cup wouldn't be alien tech though.

C) Vegan Feminist Hippies - Out of curiousity, are there any women on Vesta who aren't feminist (if not outright female supremacist)? Somehow, I have a hard time picturing any of the four colony-nations tolerating male chauvinism.

Some of the students at New Athens come from quite conservative worlds, and are there - like young Mormans sewing their oats - to have a wild time, but come back virginity intact. Femtopia has the feel of the old fashioned battle of the sexes, but with women in the ascendency.

D) Gender Balance - Keeping Amazonia and Neutralia gender balanced (50/50 mix) is going to be hard. It still seems like there'd be a lot of male interest in Neutralia (unlimited orgasm & potential for lesbian orgies)?

Neutralia doesn't have the funding that Minerva has. It's also a bit too gender bendy for most males. Some men probably start off there and then rush to transfer to somewhere less disorientating.

Conversly, Amazonia looks like it would have a hard time competing with . . . well, any of the other colony-nations for males.

Yes. Apart from hardcore male fetishists, it partly relies on paying big bucks. Remember, most of the action isn't wild BDSM - the male slaves mostly act as butlers/maids/assistants. I'm sure a certain amount of fishing goes on as well - the with pretty Amazonians going to other locations to lure men in.

A 10:1 male-female ratio... [might be better]
Not the vibe I'm after.

E) I'm not sure you want to impose a sucks-to-be-male cup configuration on all males leaving Vesta. I was picturing it something like the old "Damned" caste - something miserable and painful, and that would motivate males to work to get things back the way they were. And imposing it on all males abroad would interfere with recruiting (a nice, broad -if closed- cup is so much more attractive than a tight/evil format)

I mean, if you leave before your tour is over, you leave your collar behind, and all the attached functionality. So you're just down to an inert cup in tight or broad format. I don't think anybody will be flashing theirs around...

More questions from Insomniac Night Owl

1> If Minerva considers gender a social construct, does that mean it makes no difference between hetero-, homo-, and bi-sexual relationships? And that longterm residents see nothing odd with any pairing (or group) of romantically involved individuals?

Yes.

2> If all males are communally owned in Amazonia - and women aren't allowed to "call dibs" on their favorites - does that mean the males all live communally (in dorms/barracks/etc.)

No! Males in Amazonia are owned by individuals. (I like the idea of free floating compliant males, though.)

3> If Amazonia doesn't use the demerit system, and guarantees the bodily integrity of the males, how does it punish troublemakers?

Just as slaves have always been punished - whips and chains.

4> Which way does Amazonia skew: angry female supremacists (men are scum, they should be punished as often as possible), or more positive (men are just inferior and should be pitied - and controlled - to keep them out of trouble)?

It doesn't. There's a big element of "pot luck".

5> What's the gender balance of the four major colony-nations? 50/50? 60/40? 90/10? And if skewed, are there more males or females?

About 50/50, I think. (I am aware that I am probably cheating on this.)

6>How does Minerva view female sexuality (and the female sex drive)? Is it considered a vice (albeit less of one than the male equivalent)? Or is it celebrated (and only the male needs are viewed askance)?

I think there's a measure of denial about it. The aim is to create a tranquil feminine environment where everybody does yoga...

7> What are the core principles (i.e. minimum requirements) that any Vestan colony-nation must adhere to? Is it just a requirement that males be "fixed" (anti-violence collar & anti-penetration chastity cup)? Or are there others?

Good question. Anti-violence collar and anti-penetration cup with built in temporary sterility. (Aliens don't want this zone filling up with humans...)

8> Can a female in Neutralia experiment with artificial male (feeldo) gentitalia constrained by a chastity cup, in order to better blur the gender lines? Can a Minervan female?

Eek. Cool idea. I'm sure it happens.

9>Can Femtopian females sell their neuters to Amazonia? Can they buy males off Amazonia?

No. I think a male can opt for sale to Amazonia rather than a transfer or demotion.

10>What standard are you judging "worse" by? It seems like you consider Minerva to be the "best" colony-nation for men to immigrate to - but it seems like Neutralia (overall) is even better. And I'd argue that Femtopia - while riskier (because of the demerits) - is at least equally as good (since it also allows sexual pleasure), particularly for males who immigrate with a loving/compassionate female partner.

They all have their downsides.

In order to preserve the male/female ratio, Minerva offers good cheap education to young males, and pays good rates for various service jobs. These can be completed in short tours, with cupless breaks off planet.

Femtopia is more fun, but lacks the educational opportunities and has risks.

Neutralia atracts fewer females, so thus has less money knocking around. You'd really only want to go there if that was what you actually wanted. Think of it as a sort of hippy commune.


11>Do you still consider Vesta a pleasure planet - and with a pleasure planet's reputation? Or is it a "normal" world with just some "eccentricities"?

It's an experimental colony. Parts of it are pleasure planet, but only for females :)


A) Neutralia needs more development - particularly since it seems to be in direct competition with Minerva, and (for males) it seems to be an even better deal. (Basically) equal civil rights and unrestricted access to orgasms? Any male immigrant would have to be a fool to turn that down, unless he was really into femdom and/or chastity. And with its gender neutral status, (in practice) it seems to overlap with Minerva's attitudes toward gender - since neither (officially) acknowledges a difference between genders.

Yes, Neutralia has much in common with Minerva. As per above, it has less money knocking around, and no galaxy class colleges. It's the place where the vegan feminist hippies live.

B) Giving males full & equal civil rights in Neutralia and (particularly) Minerva looks like it would pose structural issues. If males have a vote (and right to form protests), then (at some point) it seems like they would move to amend the Minervan constituion to allow their cups to open - and they're likely to get some female support for the position. At that point, it seems like the original purpose of Minerva would be lost, or the aliens would have to invade to re-impose the original rules (which would certainly hurt immigration -and possibly bring other planets into the situation/war).

The rules are imposed automatically using GPS, and cannot be altered. That's the whole idea of the setting - semi normality with a twist.

C> Oh, and for the term to describe a male "demoting" to thrall, may I suggest "dedicating", "devoting", or "pledging" (himself), as a more positive term?
Nice.

D> I’d also like to suggest trying to avoid making any one colony “better” than the others - try to leave at least one strong non-fetish advantage for each culture, and one serious drawback.

Good point.

E>It might suit Amazonia to use non-flesh tone colors for their cups - the better to emphasize that the males are "lesser beings" who have to be controlled. Perhaps metallic (for a "traditional" look), or maybe something bright and obvious (maybe the the Amazonian flag, or crest, covers the entire thing).

Yes.


F>A final suggestion would be to encourage strong trading/sporting links between the different colony-nations. For example, you could have a lot of fun (short story wise) having students from Minerva travel to Neutralia or Amazonia to "study abroad" or for sports competitions.

Exactly!


Z> How do the anti-violence collars work? Are they able to detect violent impulses, or does it take some initial act/symptom of violence to trigger (fresh blood, for example)? Or is there a way for them to sense the presence of another person, and prevent the male from approaching (without permission)? And do they simply inhibit the action (as a form of paralysis), or is it more of a shock collar model?

They have AI built in, and combine situational awareness with bio monitoring.

Y> You might want to give the female rings a "panic button", as a form of ultimate reassurance for the women.

Good idea. Would, again, involve AI, so would be context-driven.

X> Again, as a last ditch thing, it might be worth putting the chastity cups on a dead man switch - where the default setting is the absolute worst for the male - closed, tightest fit, etc. And if something major happens - the aliens disappear, a way is found to tamper with the cup, etc. - the males with better settings (Neutralian, high caste Femtopians, etc.) all devolve back to the absolute worst setting possible (for them).

That's what happens if you leave planet. :)

W> On a different topic, you might want to limit the technology of the human-ruled worlds outside the Alien/Adult Zone. If humans don't have self-replicating nanotech, and human tech follows its current path, the really sophisticated stuff (computers, biotech, etc.) would requires large, phenomenally expensive facilities to manufacture - and shipping across the galaxy (or universe) is likely to be very expensive.

I'll probably simply avoid this issue by not talking about it. I'm aiming for a TV SciFi level of "authenticity". The implicit assumption is that culture is still recognisable.

V>Do the women of Femtopia deliberately cultivate their own sexuality (and sexual appeal to males)? You could make an argument that they (and actually many of the women of Vesta) should be learning to belly dance, study tantric sex methods, do cardio-striptease (instead of yoga) for aerobic exercise, and so on. On one hand, it could be used to squeeze more labor (or devotion, or female orgasms) out of the males is a good reason to do so. And on the other, it could be an expression of the inherent feminity (and how they're different/better than the males)

Just as in our world, some do and some don't. In Femtopia, some particularly enjoy seducing neuters.

U>On the previous post (the Rule of Ten one), you have an image of a nude male performing cunnilingus on a female. Is that the kind of thing a Femtopian female can expect upon coming home after a hard day's work? Is that more an Amazonian thing? Neither? If so, would the female (of either culture) be embarrassed to have her friends see such a thing (assuming she's a long time resident, and not a newcomer)?

Nature, timing and frequency of erotic service would depend on the relationship for Thralls, and ultimately on the woman. In Femtopia, normal rules of decorum apply, though might be broken. Amazonia... not sure.


THANKS!

Insomniac Night Owl's questions

As usual, Insomniac Night Owl has asked some interesting questions about Vesta, AKA "Chastity Planet".


1) Other than voting (and sexual) rights, are male residents considered the equals of females in Minerva? Is there anything to prevent a "male suffrage" movement, or "open our cup" protests?

(For those who've just tuned in, Minerva is the original Utopian adult only settlement where the males all wear alien tech chastity cups.)

Yes, they have equal rights. However, the constitutions of individual settlements are guaranteed by the Aliens who own the Adult Zone.

2) What is the founding principal/culture block for Amazonia? Is it a lesbian culture that grudingly admits males (for a constitutional obligation, some sort of gender based health concern, etc) out of necessity? Are they outright female supremacists who keep males around to underscore their philosophy? Is it a colony of sexual abuse victims that uses the chastized males as therapy?

Haven't visited there yet. However, since this is escapist erotica, I'd tend to stay clear of the rehabilitation angle.

I think it's primarily female supremacist, however there will be a variety of motives for going there, not least the being served hand and foot.

3) Does the position of males in Amazonia correspond to one of the Femtopian castes? Or is it a unique level?

Unfree Neuters. Very much slaves in the mundane sense. Since there's no escape route, the situation is worse than in Femtopia.

4)Other than sexual fetish, is there any reason for males to go to Amazonia (either short term or as a long term resident)? If so, what is the attraction(s)?

It's a big galaxy, and Amazonia is a small state! Subtler than straight up fetish is the desire to subordinate to a female. The relationships can be quite nurturing. Also, there are big bucks to be earned by selling yourself for a tour.

5) How do heterosexual relationships work in Amazonia? Is there some semblance of dating/courtship, or does a woman just grab the guy off the street? Is a male allowed to ask a woman out in Amazonia? Is he allowed to refuse her request for sex?

The men are all slaves and have no more control over their fate or bodies than historical slaves, except that physical safety is guaranteed.

6) Do Neutralia and Amazonia participate in the demerit system? Do they have their own color codes for the collars?
No. Neutralia is a unisex utopia. Amazonia is a slave state.

~For Amazonia, at least, it seems like you might want to have one collar for "free"/communally owned males, and another color for ones who currently have a mistress (lets the women know whether a male is fair game, or if someone's gonna complain).

See above. The only men in Amazonia are slaves.

7)What is the founding block/principal for Neutalia? Romantics desiring a "non-aggressive" sexuality (defining penetrative intercourse as aggressive)? Transvestites? Something else?

Not sure yet. Possibly - like most real states - a confluence of contrasting interests, i.e. everything!

8)Does Neutralia use gender neutral clothing? Can people where the clothes of either gender? Can women go topless, or do both genders need to wear shirts? What about lingerie/swimwear?

I'll let you know when I find out!

9)How does the demotion from Free Neuter to Thrall work in Femtopia? Is there a wedding-style proposal? Do friends/family celebrate? Or is it just a matter of filing paperwork?

I'll need a better term than demotion. "Transfer" perhaps? As for ritual... no tradition to do with proposals, no paper work either - since the whole system works of key word commands. However, I suppose there'd be the equivalent of a stag night, and complexities about prexisting friendships with other Free Neuters.


10)Are there any reasons to travel between the different colony-nations?

The usual - business, tourism. Some advantages in going from Femtopia to Minerva, since F/;M anal penetration has no random penalties in the latter.

Are cup sizes/access determined by the local rules, or by whatever the lowest/least applicable rule is?
Something like that.

Do the colony-nations have to return males seeking to "defect" (or run from their mistresses)?
Do the other colony-nations recognize individual female claims to particular males (such a Femtopian's bondsman)?

No. However, the tour timer stops counting down if you leave your assigned state for more than a couple of weeks.

11)Are the chastity cups purely to restrict access (and mount dildos)? Or do they have other functions? For example, you've mentioned they might have "teasing" or "punishment" modes. Do they do other things, to?

Depends on the state. Vesta is built to be non-male orientated.

12)Are there "leash laws" in some colony nations? Does a male's collar display his mistress's name?
Quite possibly. Yes - collars display names.

13)Do bondsmen (etc.) have to be owned by individuals? Or can they be owned by legal entites - corporations, trusts, governments?
All of the above. However, there will be caps on numbers depending on supply and demand.

Then, regarding Femtopia:

Bondsman/Thrall distinction
Neither has property rights. However, the Thrall is on duty 24/7, whereas the Bondsman is off duty after his 8 hours.

The real distinction is that Bondsmen are an investment. You can't make that much money renting them out, because there are plenty of Free Neuters providing free, or quasi-free competition. However, you can make a nice return selling them on as Bondsmen.

You can only own one male - Thrall, Neuter or Mute - but you can have several Bondsmen.

What prevents most women from mistreating their bondsmen is the fear that they will demote or transfer to escape if they are treated as badly as the lower ranks.

Excerpt from "Chaste Honeymoon"

Lewis woke on the couch.

He rubbed his eyes and squinted at the clock. “Two in the morning!” He stumbled to the bedroom, but the bed was still made. Panic welled up in his gut. Elizabeth never stayed out late. But the Femtopia Tourist Office promised, “The safest girls night out in the Galaxy.” Nothing bad could happen to here, or in any other of the different states of Vesta.

A familiar snorting giggle drifted up from the courtyard.

Lewis exhaled. That was what woke him. He hurried to the kitchen to get the antique coffee machine going. He scalded himself a couple of times, but managed to produce a mug of latte that he hoped his wife would approve of. He brought it back through to the living room and placed it neatly on a coaster. If he could get her onto the couch, he could go down on her, and then she might let him come.

Down in the courtyard, Elizabeth was deep in conversation. The other voice was deeper but feminine.

Lewis waited, watching the milk go flat.

At last, he stood up. “I’m not a damned slave.” He marched out to the balcony and lent over to look down into the courtyard garden they shared with the other apartments.

His wife was sprawled on double-lounger next to a woman with bobbed black hair – Tallulah. Lewis opened his mouth, then remembered how casually the woman had given him a demerit.

“I think I can see our home star,” said Elizabeth.

“So,” drawled Tallulah. “How do you like your new home?”

Elizabeth giggled and crossed her legs. “It’s a bit… wild.”

Tallulah twisted and propped herself up on one elbow. Lewis saw that the back of her mini dress was just a web of strings. “It’s supposed to be wild.”

“Lewis made it sound like a Feminist Utopia.”

Tallulah laughed. “It is. But I think the men expect something kinkier.”

“Kinkier?”

On the balcony, Lewis blushed.

“You know,” continued Tallulah. “Whips and chains. Women in charge.”

Elizabeth shook her head. “No. Lewis isn’t like that.”

“Really. Who’s idea was this?”

There was a long silence. Then Elizabeth said, “So you think all this excites him?”

“You’ll have to ask him yourself.” Tallulah lent over and kissed Elizabeth on the lips. “You excite me.”

Elizabeth sat bolt upright. “Gosh.” She gave a snorting laugh. “I… I haven’t done this since girl’s school. I… I thought you fancied Christina.”

“She’s more your type. I just used her as bait to get you out for the night.”

“Type? I don’t have a type. I mean, she is gorgeous, but I’m str—“

Tallulah turned her head and kissed her.

Elizabeth made a throaty mewling sound. She put her hands around the other woman’s head and clamped her close.

Tallulah reached behind herself and worked a lever. The recliner straightened out into a bed. She eased Lewis’s wife down to lie on her back. She brushed aside her long blonde hair and nibbled her ear. “Can you still see your home star?”

“I’m not sure any more.” Elizabeth caressed the other woman’s bare back between the strings. “You have such smooth skin.”

“Regular massages from my mute.” Tallulah stroked the inside of Elizabeth’s knee. The hand crept up under the hem of her summer frock.

“You have a mute?”

“You have panties on.”

Elizabeth giggled. She caught the other woman’s wrist. “I thought you didn’t like men.”

“Can’t stand them,” said Tallulah. She lent over and kissed Elizabeth’s throat. “But mutes don’t count. They might as well be an android. Mine doesn’t even have a name.”

“You’re terrible.” Elizabeth released her grip and slid her hand up the outside of Tallulah’s dress. “You’re not wearing underwear.”

“I like to stay cool.”

“I think I’m overheating,” said Elizabeth, with a dirty snort.

“I can fix that,” said Tallulah. She knelt up, reached under the dress and tugged.

Elizabeth rolled back and drew in her knees, and Lewis glimpsed the dark blonde bush between her honey-colored thighs.

Tallulah threw the undies over her shoulder. “You won’t need these again.”

Elizabeth raised her head. “I will when I go home. They were expensive.”

Tallulah shuffled over to kneel between Elizabeth’s legs. “Well, get your Louie to find them in the morning.”

“It’s Lewis…” Elizabeth started to sit up. “He’s waiting for me. And I happen to be married to him.”

Tallulah laughed. “He shouldn’t have persuaded you to come to Vesta, should he?”

Another snorting laugh. “Probably not.” Elizabeth lay down and opened her legs. “Do you worst, you evil predatory lesbian.”

Tallulah lowered her head. “Mmmmm.”

Lewis’s mouth went dry and he felt sick. He was about to lose Elizabeth to another woman and…

Elizabeth groaned. “It’s been so long… you’re hitting just the… Oh gosh!”

A rhythmic squelching sound reached Lewis’s ears and seemed to echo inside his chastity cup. The world spun and he clung to the balcony railing…

…and still Tallulah lapped at his wife’s groin.

Elizabeth drew in her legs. The heels of her sandals scraped the padded surface. “Don’t stop!” She hunched forward, caught the back of Tallulah’s head, and crushed her into her groin. “Yes! Oh golly gosh! Yes!” Then she flopped back. “Wow.”

Tallulah rose up on her knees and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “It takes a woman to know, no matter how well you train a male… Speaking of which…” She cocked a leg over Elizabeth’s and shuffled forward so that their groins were pressed together. “It’s my turn.”

Elizabeth half sat up. “Oh.” She shook her head. “No. I’ve never done that. Really, I’d like to… but… I don’t know…”

“It’s OK. Come up to my place. I’ve got toys.”

Elizabeth dragged her legs free and swung off the lounger. “Next time perhaps. I’ve need to go to bed.” She turned and ran towards the steps.

Tallulah watched her go, shrugged and set off for the steps on the other side of the courtyard.

Elizabeth’s heels clacked on the stairs.

Lewis hurried back into the apartment and a red haze seemed to settle over him. If the bitch thought she could cheat on him…

The front door opened as he reached it.

“I…” he began.

Elizabeth stood on tiptoe and pushed her tongue into his mouth. It acted like a piston, forcing blood into his penis.

Design notes for Vesta (Chastity Planet)

What follows isn’t erotica – it’s the design notes for my erotic world, Vesta. Feel free to use this world in your own stories, as long as you credit me, and don’t change any of the established “facts”.

If you want to add anything to Minerva or Femtopia, please clear it with me first.

(With thanks in particular to Anonymous and Night Owl.)

Updated July 2015 to support current series.

Erotic Purpose

“Vesta” is intended as a psychologically plausible SciFi world in which male chastity and disempowerment are givens, so that ostensibly vanilla people can have different flavors of Femdom adventures. Most visitors to the planet will have a fairly straightforward and vanilla experience. The erotic stories merely concentrate on the (un)fortunate people who do have “adventures”.

If you like, think of the place as one huge Milgram Experiment.

Design Specifications

Institutions, customs and laws are never about the boy

• Vesta belongs to women. Any Femdom is a by-product of female practical and aesthetic desires and needs. Most women don’t go the extra mile to create fetish action – they don’t need to. Women come to Vesta for a variety of reasons, but rarely because they are Dommes.
• This is vital in order to support the psychological realism.

Day-to-day life is like ours but with a twist

• Too much technology or exoticism makes it hard to identify with the characters or situations.
• The setting in the alien-administered Adult Zone ensures that technology is limited and inconsistent.

There are never any free penises on Vesta

• For story reasons, male chastity is a given. The most you can hope for is that the tip of your cup opens, enabling you to masturbate. All cups are flesh toned to match the skin of the man, but have a sligth masculine bulge.

Pregancy, STD and physical safety are not an issue

• This is fantasy after all. However, the technology ensures this.

Diversity

• Vesta is home to many different cultures.

Longevity

• This is the far future. Once they hit early middle age, people live a very long time.

Background to the setting: The Adult Zone

Vesta is orbits a star in the Adult Zone. This is a region of the galaxy on the fringe of a civilization of inscrutable Aliens. Perhaps as an experiment, perhaps as a buffer zone or an attempt at social engineering, the Aliens have invited humans to found civilizations on terra-formed worlds in the zone, with the proviso that there will be no children. (Hence the name).

Technology

Aliens place severe limits on technology within the zone, except in the areas of Law Enforcement, Medicine, Space Transport. There's slightly more leeway for Agriculture, Transport and Construction. So expect aircars, construction machines and harvesters with female operators.

Even so, the experience on any of the planets is primitive compared to the rest of the human galaxy.

Assigning land rights

The aliens control the apportion of land on these Adult Worlds, however anybody with enough people an resources can apply to set up a state as long as it fits the planet’s general theme. If approved, the Aliens provide technology to support the desired culture, e.g. cups and rings for Vesta.

Cultural place in the Galaxy

The Adult Zone acts as a sink for humanity’s misfits and idealists. The worlds range from the grim and murderous to the utopian, e.g. a gladiatorial world, several gay worlds, more primitivist worlds, ones set up to be explicitly BDSM and so on.

Vesta fits into the utopian/idealist end of the spectrum.

Minerva and Femtopia and other settlements

The state of Minerva was settled by utopian Femnists who thought if gender wasn’t a social construct, then it damn well should be. They decided to set up a civilization in which everybody could be penetrated, but in which nobody had a penis. To this end the Aliens supplied chastity cups and violence inhibitors, and provided rather good hi-tech feeldoes.

In order to bump up the male numbers, the rich philanthropists behind Minerva threw money at the Minverva State University, bought in the best female teachers, and offered cheap education to males in the hope that some of them would stay.

There are two male castes in Minerva:

• Student - skin-toned permanently closed chastity cups with prostate inhibitor. Few civil rights.
• Citizen - skin-toned permanently closed chastity cups with no prostate inhibitor. Equal rights with female citizens, but no vote.

The prostate inhibitor simply detects pain and applies an electrical shock to the penis. It's theoretically possible for penetration to still lead to ejaculation, but the process would be very painful and not something you'd do yourself.

In addition, the campus has strict rules banning all sex toys.

Initial Success

The University proved surprisingly popular with young men, not least because doing a tour on Vesta implied learning to be a good lover.

Initially, most of the residents were transient students, while most of the actual permanent citizens settled into Lesbian relationships. There are a small number of male gay relationships,  

Breakaway State: Femtopia

However, some women found it was hard to persuade the men they loved to stay. Some felt that the closed cup policy was too draconian and did not give them enough leverage, or didn’t like penetrating men. And others believed that women were naturally superior, and wanted a more stratified society. 

Together they formed an alliance and applied to set up the State of Femtopia just across the Straits of Juno on the next-door continent...

Femtopia (The Free Territories of the Feminist Sexual Utopia) is modelled on pre-modern patriarchal cultures, but reversed.

Caste System

Femtopia imposes a caste system on men, intended to nudge them into permanent relationships:

Summary of Femtopia Male Castes

Caste (rank)	Cup	Collar	Obeys	Job	Notes
Free Neuter (1)	Closed, Full	Smoked Glass	No	Yes	Intended for visitors and contractors, but also adopted by guest workers.
Thrall (2)	Opens, Full, Program-able	Gold	Yes	Yes	When a woman owns one bondsman, he becomes a thrall. Analogue of 1950s housewife. Obeys any direct simple orders from the mistress. She can adjust the settings on his cup, e.g. close it for a set time, has a mute button. Post orgasmic, she can open the cup enough to expose the tip of the penis.
Bondsman (2)	Opens outside service hours, Full	Lipstick Red	During service hours	No	When a woman owns two or more thralls, they become bondsmen. Owes 8 hours service to his owner. Has no money of his own and may not be employed except by owner. The intention is that he should find a Mistress who will buy him out. Any post orgasmic woman can open the tip of his cup.
Neuter (3)	Closed, Tight	Bronze Look	Yes	No	A slave. The tight cup forces the testicles to “tuck” and covers the pubic triangle, giving a hairless neutered look. Obeys any direct simple orders from the mistress. Reputed continued state of arousal puts them outside their mistress’ social sphere.
Mute (4)	Closed, Tight	Iron Look	Yes	No	As Neuter, except mute.

Caste Movement

A male can sub-vocalize a key word. 24 hours later, he responds to a confirmation message and the police come to pick him up and transfer him to named resident, or to the auction house. The ex-owner receives no compensation.

Neuter and Mute were originally intended as “rock bottom”. All cups are flesh toned.

Movement

Movement	Cost to slave	Mode	Limitations	Owner Compensated
Promotion	Resets current tour + original tour	To named female resident (not immediately previous owner), unless promoting to Free Neuter.	No waiting	No
Sideways	Resets tour	Compulsory sale via Auction, owner can’t bid.	3 months + 3 months wait for every previous Sideways Move.	Sale price –fee.
Demotion	None. (But if you demote from Free Neuter, you can bank the money offworld)	To named female resident (not immediately previous owner).	1 month wait	No

Example: Peter signs up for a 1 year tour as a Free Neuter. However, he’s not quite good looking enough to find well paid work. After a month, he sells himself as a Bondsman to a coffee shop owner. He flirts with the customers, especially the beautiful Lydia and the slightly aggressive Freya. With 8 months to go,

Freya buys him as her thrall, (making the proprietor happy). However, Freya expects him to continue to work in the coffee shop for money, and to maintain a high-standard of housekeeping, and begins to mistreat him, withdrawing orgasm.

With 5 months to go, he has the following options:

• Promote to Free Neuter - This will reset his tour, and add another year to it, meaning he will have 24 months to serve.
• Move Sideways – This will reset his tour, giving him 12 months to serve.
• Demote to Neuter – Only 5 months to go, but no chance of an orgasm.

He’s so desperate for an orgasm that he opts for sideways, which merely resets his tour.

However, he’s bought by a cleaning company. After 1 month, the hard work and constant beatings, and little chance to socialise and thus get off, make the role unbearable. Rather than wait 6 months before he can go for auction (since this will be his second move), he can either promote to Free Neuter and have 24 months to serve, or Demote to Neuter and have 11. He has little choice but give himself to a Lydia from his coffee shop days. She’s flattered but can’t afford to keep him. After a night of passion, she auctions him off.

A vengeful Freya happens to be at the auction, buys him and makes his life a living hell. Worse, she begins to force him to have anal sex. Since the possible consequences include both demotion and an extended time, he cannot afford to stick around. He demotes to Mute and opts to be auctioned – at least that way his new owner will be able to afford him.

Niki, a cabaret performer, buys him, and he looks forward to 10 months serving a fascinating woman. Unfortunately, befuddled by his pent up sexuality, he falls in love with her and promotes himself to her thrall.

From Mute to Neuter resets his tour, and adds the original time, taking him to 24 months. Neuter to Thrall adds the original time again, taking him to 36 months.

Niki is furious, and feels violated by his presumption and expression of love. She beats him and mistreats him. Thanks to his earlier compulsory sales, he still has a 6 month wait if he wants to move sideways. Unable to face any sort of slavery, he promotes again to Free Neuter – taking him to a 4 year tour – and begins a relationship with Lydia.

Unfortunately, after a year, Lydia’s career takes her off world. If he comes with her, his tour will be suspended, but the cup will remain closed. What’s more important to him? Love or the possibility of an orgasm…?

Meanwhile, the ring given to all women on Vesta enables them to assign demerits to men, with 5 demerits earning escalating public corporal punishment. Mistresses must pay a fine if their man has a public whipping, but can dodge this by administering the punishment themselves in one of the public whipping stations.

Consequences of Anal Sex

Though anal sex is encouraged in Minerva, in Femtopia it carries risks to the male. Several days after having an anally caused orgasm, there’s a 5% chance of Consequences. These are not fully known, and seem to change from time to time, but include: demerit; demotion and ownership or loss of ownership by the penetrator; significant time penalty; and bonding – only the penetrator can now pleasure the male anally. For Free Neuters, the Consequences are always initially bonding. Consequences can permanently change the status of visiting tourists.

Who comes to Femtopia

Of course, the parts of Femtopia nearest Minerva quickly came to resemble Girls Gone Wild on Spring Break. The tourism means that men are offered big bucks to do a tour as a Bondsman, and can also earn good money as a Free Neuter.

For more on Minerva and Femtopia, see below.

Other states

In time, Femtopia spawned other less well funded colonies which attract fewer males, these include:

• Amazonia - Female supremacist. All men are closed-cup slaves with few social or legal rights, and a mute button. This gets a steady trickle of volunteers, but can’t really compete with the real Femdom worlds in the Adult Zone. Most “Amazons” are Lesbians, which is less fun than it sounds.
• Neutralia - Apart from voting rights, men and women are equal. All resident men have cups that expose the very tip of their penises, essentially giving them a clitoris. Popular with gender benders. For everybody else, a very disorientating place to visit.

Other locations in the system
Other terraformed moons and worlds exist, most with Standard Gravity in the settled areas. All have the same basic conditions, but vary in theme, for example the neo-primitivist jungle world of Flesh.

Culture and Conditions

Fashion, gender relations and whether washrooms and showers are unisex tends to reflect the host culture and individual preferences.

Thanks to the limits on technology, day-to-day life is much like ours. However, most people are used to the high standards maintained by the AIs and droids back home, so initially find the place a bit shabby. Kept Men, Neuters and Mutes have to work very hard indeed to meet what their mistress regards as reasonable standards.

Immigration and Emigration

On arriving at the “Big O” orbital station, men are fitted with cup appropriate to their destination and caste, and women with a ring that enforces infertility and has various powers depending on the location.

Male tourists and visitors, e.g. spacers on shore leave, are always closed cup Free Neuters, but do not have a set tour. However, visas have a time limit. If you overstay, you automatically start a one year tour.

All men resident for more than a month must sign up for a tour, minimum of one year. A Free Neuter, and any other man with permission, has the option to leave at any time, but his cup remains active and closed. He must return and complete the tour before it can be removed. (Being alien technology, nobody even understands how the cups work.)

The rings deactivate on leaving Vesta.

Main vanilla reasons for male immigration are:

• Cheap education
• Money earned as Free Neuter, or by selling yourself into the Bondsman caste
• Gigolo kudos (if you’ve done a tour on Vesta, girls assume you’re good in bed).
• To accompany a female partner

Main reasons for female immigration:

• Career – Vesta pays well.
• Issues with sexuality
• To have a break from men
• Fun

Men coming to Vesta looking for “traditional” fetish-style Femdom are usually disappointed. The focus is rarely on them, and day to day life usually resolves around service, not sexuality.

Minerva and Femtopia – erotic tensions

Most of the Chastity Planet stories happen between Minerva and Femtopia.

Atmosphere

New Athens like the rest of Minverva, is a mostly sedate university town with stone and brick buildings and retro architecture. There are pubs and clubs, but they close at midnight, and reasonable decorum is enforced.

The part of Femtopia with the best beaches is within easy commute from New Athens, but is under the shuttle path to the Space Port, meaning the property prices are low. So, though most of this area is therefore a sprawling strip development of clubs and pleasure beaches, it also includes the residences of those who prefer to live in Femtopia and commute to Minerva for study or work.

The inland settlements of Femtopia have a bohemian feel. The stunning landscape draws artists and poets, and eco-tourists.

Commuters and internal tourists

Kept Men can travel to Minerva as long as they have their mistress’s permission, so it’s quite common for student couples to shack up here and commute back (the males are closed-cup when in Minerva but maintain the same collar colour).

Similarly, the less well paid staff, or poorer female students, may well prefer to rent a house in Femtopia rather than share an apartment in Minerva. This is especially true of artists and musicians, who need space.

The beach area, of course, is very much girls gone wild. Parties of students come over on the rampage every weekend, and every vacation. Not all the makes make it back to class…

Public Image

Minerva portrays itself as a sedate, safe place. Whenever the topic of Femtopia comes up, the response is to dismiss the place as a a bit of an embarrassment but not ultimately significant - like Sun City in apartheid South Africa, or Vegas in the US.

Consequently, Minerva is the destination of choice for lady students from very conservative worlds, some of whom arrive with their own chaperons. Of course, there's a certain amount of collusion and self deception on the part of the parents.

Femtopia is careful to present a "safe girls night out" image, and not to dwell on the readily available sex- think contemporary Jamaica or Ibitha. Even so, few people would want the place on their CV.

Various inland resorts exist that portray themselves as Minvervan-style enclaves. The food and wine gives ladies of a certain age a good excuse to visit.

Stories

Almost any kind of femdom or chastity story is possible, ranging from the sweet romance through to the full blown revenge tale of a psycho ex girlfriend who tracks the hero down to Vesta.