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The Patriarch Alliance- A Simple Day

Part 1

robe just as her mother had

Planet Wastien was the nearest Outer Rims planet to the Terran Empire. The war to capture the planet was quick but very bloody. Soon after the conquest in 8057, battle plans for the rest of the Outer Rims planets were quietly dropped.

The Outer Planets, the Lost Terran Empire

                                                2nd Edition, Published in Year 8070

 

 

 

Troy City, Planet Wastien

Year 8072

 

“Master, I am ready.”

 

            At the call, Goose Yo-Kalla got up and walks slowly into the bedroom. He stopped at the entrance of the door-less room. His 20 year-old sister, Beth of Kalla, was kneeling on the floor naked as the day she was born, naked but for the CC collar around her neck. Her head, hands and elbows were flat on the ground and tight to her body, trying to be as small as possible in the position. The Thordawans call this the family position. Seeing the corset, Goose went over to the bed and picked it up.

 

“Stand”

 

            At his command, Beth jumped onto her feet and stood straight. Goose put the corset over her as she lowered her head and looked at the ground. As his sister held it in place, Goose tightens it to the 18 inch waist he wanted.

 

“I must marry. Doing this everyday is a bore.”

“Yes Master.”

 

            With Beth’s answer, Goose suddenly realized that he was muttering aloud. Slightly embarrassed, he quickly tied the corset.

 

“Done”

“Thank you Master.”

 

            Beth quickly turned around. Keeping his face smooth, Goose clipped on the nipple clamps. Beth’s face showed a grimace of pain but she wisely kept silent. Goose pull the chain connecting the two clamps, making sure they are firmly in place. Outside the corset, all her cloths were on the ground beside her.

   

“Continue”

 

            First, she put on her panties. Goose smile as he remembered the micro-electronic sensors sewn onto the fabric. An electronic shock will stun the wearer if any pressure is put on it, ensuring that his sister will either be standing or kneeling for the rest of the day. No sitting on her ass, that’s for sure.

 

Beth then put on her long black gloves and socks. She next picked up a full length dress. It was black (of course) and reached all the way to her ankles. She then put on the veil. A soft, loose robe, it flowed over all the way to her knees. The top covered her hair, and Beth then pulled up the face veil which covered her mouth. Goose let his sister wait for a second before ordering her to put on her shoes. Rushing to the main door of the house, Beth quickly put them on. A soft bottom ensured that the black shoes will make no sound as she walked. Goose looked her over as Beth stood at attention. Only her green eyes and the area around them could be seen over the outfit. Goose then put the last piece of the outfit. Goose strapped the black goggle is over the female’s head. Totally covering the eyes, the goggles are a recording device which will film down everything Beth see and do today. It also help obscure Beth’s peripheral vision, making is impossible for her to look any way but the area in front of her eyes. Sightless and soundless; the way a female should be.

 

Goose step back and looked at his sister again. The people of the planet called the outfit “Nighteyes” and you can see why. The shapeless black outfit covered every part of her body. Goose can’t see a single piece of uncovered flesh.  Perfect!  

 

“Anything wrong?” he warned. If Beth was uncomfortable in any area, she better inform him before they walked out the door.

“No Master”

 

            With that, Goose took the leash that was hanging at the front of the door. At the front of the veil, near the neck area, was a small hook. Goose clipped the leash on and led Beth out of the house. They walked down to the ground floor of the flat. Guiding his sister carefully due to her impaired vision, Goose reached the bus-stop down the street. They were not alone. Other couples were already there. Masters guiding their blind mice, they were all there waiting for the hover bus to take the wives to their place of work. Seeing a few similar faces, Goose shared a few minutes of small talk with the other men; most of whom were much older than he was. The females of course kept quiet. The hover-bus arrived shortly. Goose handed Beth over to the conductor with orders for where to drop her. Beth was placed on the floor of the bus. Beth kneeled quietly as the conductor cuffed her hands and feet to the floor of the hover-bus. A number was then given to her. When they reached her stop, the conductor will called out her number, where they are at and uncuffed her. She will then stand and the conductor will guide her off the bus where a male employee of her company will take charge of her. If the conductor got her number wrong, she must inform him immediately. Failing which, the bus conductor may have dropped her off at the wrong stop. Not a good thing when your vision is impaired. The men will then have to mount a search for her, using the tracking chip in the CC collars. Even then it was not an easy task, not when every female on the planet was dressed the same.

 

Needless to say, this would also be very time consuming. A notice will then be sent to her master on the matter, a loss of face for the males involed. For this reason, some men refused to let their animals work. Goose however have no such worries. Beth have never gave him any problems. Seeing the hover bus leaving, Goose walk over to his workplace at the other end of the street.

 

Later

Goose looked down at the streets while flying the truck over the buildings of the city. He could see the men of the city going about their business. Occasionally, they would be leading a black body behind them. Hard to imagine, but this was a sight unheard of just 15 years ago. When Goose was growing up, Wastien was considered by many to be the most liberal planet in the Outer Rims. Females were considered animals but there were no laws or customs to restrict them. They were allowed to read, write, wear make-up, and choose their clothes; they were even allowed to vote! Then the Terran Empire attacked. A quick first step to the conquest of the Outer Rims, the empire quickly conqured the planet. Almost immediately, they ran into trouble. The rest of Outer Rims planets decided to enlarge the Patriarch Alliance. What was once a small 3 planet economic agreement soon became a 12 planet military alliance.

 

Goose’s reflections were stopped by the landing of the truck. Goose quickly went to the address stated in his package. People may call it by some other fancy name, but basically Goose was a deliveryman. And in a world like Planet Wastien, where females aren’t allowed to go anywhere without supervision; there was a lot of work for him.

 

Goose was carrying a weeks worth of groceries up the stairs. Hitting the door-com, Goose stated his name, company and reason for the visit. The door soon opened. A female stood at the door. She was dressed just like Beth with the only expection that she wasn’t wearing the goggles. Goose knew there wasn’t any need for them. The flat must have at least a dozen sensors and cameras, most of whom were on him now. This way, the men can keep their females under constant watch even when they weren’t at home.

 

“Delivery for the Nolan household.” Goose said and showed the female the scanner in his hand. The female placed her hand on the scanner and waited. She did not have to wait long.

 

“X-ray of hand completed. Zola of Nolan” the scanner buzzed. Goose immediately handed the groceries to the female. Since Goose can’t her face, the x-ray hand scanner was the best way to identified a female’s identity. A little girl stepped out behind the female. Goose’s eyes widen a little as the little girl was dressed just like her mother. Most men did not order their females into the veil till the girls reached 13. However Goose had heard that some men had new ideas about it. They believed that since females are objects of defilement too untouchably disgusting to be seen, why should they wait until the girls were older. They believed the females should be in the veil immediately from birth. The men of Nolan seemingly agreed with this new thinking. Still, it got nothing to do with his job. Goose went back to the truck.

 

The next stop was just a few streets away. This time a young boy opened the door. “Delivery for the Tan household.” Goose said and showed the boy the scanner. However, the boy just smiled and shaked his head. Too young to take deliveries. The boy turned and shouted for the females. Goose saw them at the corner of the room. There were 4 of them. Kneeling side by side at the corner of the room., they were in the family position with their heads towards the wall. With the household chores done, there was nothing left for the females to do. Kneeling towards the wall, they were trying to be as small as possible. Not to get in the way or attract the attention of the males of the house. Another boy was standing behind them with a cane in his hand. Goose can’t help but smile at this. He remembered being in the boy’s position. His mother and Beth would be kneeling to the wall as he was doing his schoolwork. Whenever he was bored (which was quite often), he would pick up a cane. He would stand behind the females and hit them on their ass whenever they move (and sometimes when they didn’t). It was a good memory.

 

At the shout of the boy, one of the females got up and ran to the door. The female placed her hand on the x-ray scanner and waited. Goose handed the groceries to the boy once the scanner confirm the identity. Then he left for his next stop.

 

Later

As expected, Beth was at the bus-stop waiting for him. With the sensors at the bus-stop, Goose had no worries about his sister. Still there were a lot of chores to do around the house, so he immediately took her home.

 

First thing he did once in the house was to take the goggles off. “Dinner”. At the command, Beth kneel and bowed her head to the floor. Goose turned on the television as Beth ran into the kitchen. Connecting the goggles to the television, Goose ran the program.

 

The goggles showed everything Beth did today. The television then ran the day against her standing orders. Most of these orders were pretty standard stuff; no speaking till spoken to; no mistakes at work; no looking in the eyes of males; and about 30 other minor rules. Goose knew that some men would think that he was too soft with Beth, but even then Beth made 16 mistakes for the day. It was about her average.

 

Goose turned off the program and went to do his schoolwork. Why do they call it school vacation when you still have projects to do? About half an hour later he was interrupted by a kneeling black figure. Guess dinner was ready.

 

Goose ate at the dinner table while Beth went to her corner and bowed at the wall. He still had a lot work to do so he ate quickly. The leftovers he threw onto a plate. “Here” Goose put the plate on the ground as Beth came over. She kneeled in front of the plate and looked down. Careful not to show her face to Goose, Beth lifted her face veil and lowered her face to the plate. She then placed her hands by her side, showing that she was eating like an animal. This was exactly what she was.

 

Goose left her to her dinner and went back to work. An hour later, he was done. He looked over and saw that Beth was mopping the floor. With a mop in her hand, the female was wetting the floor. Wanting to stay out of her way, Goose went to the sofa; put his legs on the table and switched on the TV.

 

20mins later, Beth came back to the room, this time on her hands and knees. Using the black robe she was wearing since this morning, she was drying the floor. Wiping the floor dry with her robes, Beth also took great care that she was as small as possible. A black body shuffling on her hands and knees, Goose can’t help but take his eyes off the TV and onto her. A grin came to his face. Those Terrans who think that a female should not be totally covered never seem a Wastien female do housework before.         

 

Before you knew it, Beth shuffled out to the other rooms. The next time he saw her, Beth (now in wet clothes) was kneeling with her head to the wall towards the wall. Like the household earlier, once the chores were done, there wasn’t much left for the female to do. Kneeling towards the wall was almost the default position for a female on Wastien. Goose remembered the boy earlier and can’t help but wondered…Why not! With a smile, Goose took the electric cane which was hanging from the wall in the living room. He immediately saw a movement from Beth. Wasn’t much, just a small movement at the hip, the cane came down. The sound of the strike was beautiful to Goose. Damm, it has been too long since he did this. Beth kept quiet as she should. It wasn’t easy. Goose knew that the cane deliver an electric charge up the body, that plus the pain from the full-blooded strike meant that Beth must be in agony right now. However, she has been doing this since she was seven so it wasn’t a big surprise that she kept still.

 

Goose waited patiently for the next chance. His father once told him that the mark of a master was to be firm but fair. Others may hit their animals for no other reason but because they felt like it. However, this built resentment and will affect the animal’s performance in the future. Of course, he told Goose that in private away from the females. Not for the first time, Goose felt sorrow and anger at the accident that took away his parents. He looked at Beth. At 20, she was at the age when most females marry. Most people praise him for being a man and taking care of the family at such a young age but really, Beth helped a lot in that. She was quiet, obedient and knew her place. With that, being a master became easy for Goose.

 

Goose thanked her the only way he knew how. He struck her again. Within an hour, it happened! On the eleven stroke, Beth’s body shook. Goose ignored the movement. For Beth wasn’t moving in pain, she was moving in ecstasy. Goose wondered how soak her panties will be later. It’s not easy being a 15 year old master, but there were some benefits. With a smile on his face, he waited. He still had 5 stokes to go.      


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