Dave and the Princk Mistresses

Story by Oncardam

Another long time lurker turned author posting their first story.

The setting for this story is based on Mysty's Dexter Chronicles, but it is set in a different part of the country. This story follows a single character on his journey.

It is softer in tone than Mysty's story, but there are some sections that are non-consensual. Things like the Pens etc. are still there, they are just not part of the story line. FemTech is still as committed to its methods and goals, you just get to see more of the scheming that is going on behind the scenes and less of the hands on.

This is primarily a story with sex and not the other way around. I set out to write a short story and it ended up nearly 40,000 words long.

This is the first story I have posted anywhere, so constructive criticism welcome.

Story Premise

Dave’s sister Claudia has married in to a very rich and very powerful family. In the early years, everything appeared to be going fine, but then Dave’s brother-in-law started to show his true colors.

When finally Claudia had become a prisoner in her own home, Dave had to act, but who could he turn to? The local authorities and the feds were in the brother-in-law’s pocket.

There was only one place to turn to and they were not in the habit of helping men. What price would Dave have to pay?

Special thanks to Mysty for allowing me use of her setting.

Thanks to Mysty and Nallus. Without their writings, this story could not have come into being.

Thanks also to BlahBlah. It was reading the latest Bayonetta installment that crystallized some of the things I had been thinking about. That started the fingers hitting the keys.

Thanks also to Ravyn and Blaze. Their first person storytelling kind of makes you want to be JoyGirl. Hopefully, by doing something similar, I can make at least one person want to be Dave (besides me of course).

A lot of the motivation for this story came from the discussion between Mysty and her readers. I wanted to explore if a male could fit into a princk household without being a grovelling slave. While the pendulum is swinging against the males, can there be a moderating force to nudge things at least partially back towards the middle and what would it look like.

There is one assumption that I have made in the story that may lead to it being a fork rather than set in the same universe as Mysty's and that is that I have assumed that princks were discovered and not designed. FemTech has harnessed this (?alien?) technology without entirely understanding it.

For the last 3 weeks, I have had tremendous fun walking with Dave through a small part of his world. I hope you do too.

I would like to dedicate this story to my long suffering partner. Her tolerance of my many flaws and inadequacys deserve a combination of high praise and ridicule (:pshe has to be crazy to put up with me).

To the kind sweet and fair Tengotsu whose wise words led me to the decision to let my partner in on this little work of mine that I had kept secret from her, I say that you exhibit the wisdom of one who has dwelt on this fair planet for centuries and not mere decades.

Despite the fact that people spent a lot of time in them, the clinic waiting room chairs weren't very comfortable. Aside for a few bruises and scratches, I was OK. My sister Claudia wasn't. It had been a bad day and it was not even lunch time yet.

We had been zipping down the freeway. My sister had damaged her wrist at the re-birthday party the night before. We were so drained from the festivities, we decided the easiest thing was for me to drive her to the early morning business meeting she had. We were driving in the little red sports car she had just bought herself to celebrate her taking over as the CEO of G-Industries. As we crested Connor's Hill, I could see some commotion in the rear view mirror. Some ass-hole in an old beat up van was playing with some woman in a new looking 4X4.

I had encountered this guy before. He was a real fuckwit (excuse the French). Despite looking beat up and clapped out, the van had a pretty hot engine in it and no muffler. It was loud and had a lot of get up and go.

Every time the woman changed lanes to try and get passed

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