M.A.P

A week later

          Evans sat down on the sofa with a smile on the face. Of course, it’s hard not to smile while a slave was sucking your cock while you were reading the morning papers. He looked at the men sitting in front of him. All of them had a slave on their cocks and a smile on their face. Richard Evans thanked them on a job well done.

 

“Another day, another article on the ‘riot’ at Water Springs.” Evans said jovially as he put down the papers.

“Worked better than anything we had planned that’s for sure.” John replied.

“You can thank Danny Crawford for that.” Rex said.

         

          Again, it was an understatement from the town’s sheriff. 7 days ago, Evans met with Matthew Mansell for the interview as expected. Evans also made sure that the feminists knew about the interview. They were out at full force on the morning. Matthew Mansell had to fight his way past the big picket line right in front of his house. Unknown to them, Danny had added a little extra something in their breakfast drinks. Mansell had trouble getting through the rowdy crowd and Evans ‘gallantly’ came out of the house to help him. A shouting match soon ensure between him and the activists. Before anyone knew anything, an activist (a female activist at that) threw a punch that caught Evans totally by surprise. He fell onto the ground and Rex and his men went up to arrest the woman. A mini-riot ensure with Mansell right there to report everything. If that wasn’t enough, Jake (the photographer Ed sent over to cover the event) had great shots of Evans on the ground; Rex and his men tussling with the activists and even a shot of a punch being thrown at one of Rex’s officers. Mansell had the scoop of his career and the next day, the Maple Post had “Mayor attacked by crazed feminists” as its’ front-page headline. The Maple Post flew off the shelves and other papers picked up the story. For the past 6 days, all the major papers had pushed stories of over-zealous feminists and the various crimes they had committed in their quest for ‘justice’. It was bloody brilliant.

 

“Actually, we should thank Shitface here for coming up with the plan in the first place.” Evans patted the slave on the head as he said this. Shitface looked up at her master with joy in her eyes but never stopped sucking his cock. A well-trained slave. “Her and that reporter Mansell.” Evans added.

“Mansell should thank us for saving his career.” Ed said.

“Really? Why?” Evans asked.

“I’ll made a few enquires. Seems that a lot of people considered Mathew Mansell a burnout. This story he broke saved his career. Now they have him on a series of stories on the feminist’s movement.”  

“No matter what, those feminists are gone from the town. Do we proceed?” John looked at Evans as he asked.

There was no doubt in Evans’ mind. “Yes, we proceed with the plan. Who’s next?”

John smiled and said, “That would be young Terry Bogart.”

 

2 days later

          Terry sat silently in the truck. His dad had refused to say anything to him, only that he wanted Terry to take a ride with him. As the truck went out of town, Terry thought that it was a camping trip. You know, the final one before school restarted. However as the truck went up the mountain, Terry knew he was wrong. There was no camp site up here. In fact, there should be nothing up here. Then they past 2 officers from the sheriff department on the dirt road and Terry knew he was wrong there too. He was about to asked his dad again when he saw the gate.

 

          3 officers with guns were there at the gate but it was what was beyond the gate that got Terry’s interest. Looking past the gate and its surrounding wall was a camp, a big one. There shouldn’t be a camp up here. His dad stopped at the gate and greeted the officer. They knew each other. The gate was opened and the officer waved his dad through. Once inside the camp, Terry’s jaw dropped.

 

          A bunch of girls were doing jumping-jacks in front of a male officer carrying a baton…and the girls were totally naked. Terry could see their tits bouncing up and down while they were doing the jumping-jacks and even the sweat on their shaved pussy. Terry then took a double-take. One of the naked girls was Kate Harper, a member of the cheerleading squad. She was also the daughter of the town’s sheriff. What the hell! Terry closed his eyes and shook his head. No, the image is still there. He’s not dreaming!

 

          Terry looked at his dad with his mouth wide opened. His dad had a rueful smile on his face but otherwise drove on. Terry then noticed another squad doing exercises. This squad were all boys and all dressed. They were doing some sort of martial arts exercise, but there was something wrong with the picture. Then it hit him. They were guys from the town’s high school.  There was Pete, the basketball star; Rick, the drama club’s unofficial leader; Derrick, the geek who was the captain of the science club; Joe, the school’s most infamous misfit. What are these guys doing here all together?

 

           The truck stopped. His dad got out and signaled Terry to follow. Terry got out of the truck and a woman approached them. She was dressed and looked very familiar. Of course the lawyer! Terry was trying to remember her name when his dad spoke.

 

“Is your master inside Shitface?”

“Yes sir. Master has been waiting for you and your son in the office. Please follow me.”    With that, Shitface turned around and lead them into the small building.

“Uh, dad?” His dad looked at Terry with a smile. “Did you call that woman a shitface?”

His dad patted Terry on the back. “Come on Terry. Follow me, you will not regret this.”

 

 Later

          Terry was in shock. He couldn’t believe it but his dad and the mayor had just given him a deal no heterosexual man could possibly refuse. There has to be a catch!

 

“Mayor Evans, you want me to join the M.A.P?”

“Yup”

“And in return, you will give me a girl of my choice and make her my…slave?” Terry looked at the kneeling Zoe Cusack.

Evans noticed the look Terry gave the slave. “Shitface, give young Terry here a blowjob.”

 

          Shitface immediately crawled over to Terry before Terry could even say a word. Once Terry felt his cock in the slave’s mouth, all thoughts flew from his mind. A teenager receiving a blow from a lawyer. Terry looked at the mayor who just smiled back at him.

 

“There are certain advantages in being a member.” The mayor said.

“Why me? I mean you have all those guys out there. Why do you want me to be a member?” 

“You saw those guys already Terry. Tell me, what do you noticed about them?”

Terry thought about it for a moment (not easy considering the circumstances). Those guys have but one thing in common. “They are all leaders!” he exclaimed. “They are all leaders of their cliques in school.”

“That’s right boy. The M.A.P is going to change the school system in the coming year but to make sure it’s going to be a success, we are going to need leaders in place that agreed with our…thinking.”

“But I’m no leader. Hell, I don’t even belong to any cliques.”

“Oh but you do Terry. In every school, there will always be a bunch of guys who do not fit in. Loners if you will. According to Ron Guinn, you know all of them and you are very well-liked for a loner.”

“Principle Ron?”

“Yes, Ron is member of M.A.P too.”

 

At that moment, Terry suddenly felt the pressure. It was like a tidal wave that crashed and swept all before it. He couldn’t hold it and cummed. Shitface swallowed every drop of his seed and then smiled as she started to lick his cock clean. Terry looked at the mayor in embarrassment.

 

“Don’t worry,” Evans assured him. “With practice, you will be able to hold it much longer.”

His dad decided to come in now. “So what do you think Terry? You in?”

Terry looked at his dad and the mayor. “Are you kidding me? What do I have to do?”

 

A few weeks later

          Terry sat down in class and waited for the teacher to come. It was the first day of school and the shit was about to hit the fan. Terry couldn’t wait for it to happen.

 

          He didn’t have to wait long. Mr. Baker walked into the class carrying a big pile of books. The class quieted down.

 

“Hello everyone. Nice to see you all again. As all of you know, there are some changes for the coming year. First off, there will be a buddy system. All of you will be partner up with another classmate. A boy with a girl. That partner will be your buddy for the rest of the year. However as there are more girls than boys in school, some of you lucky bastards will have 2 girls as your buddies instead of one.” Giggles and soft laughter came from the class. Mr. Baker ignored them and continued, “Most of you will also notice that there was riot in town recently.” There was no laughter at that. “To ensure that discipline is maintained, in the buddy system, the guy will be in charge. That means that the girl will do whatever the male buddy says.” The girls in class looked on in horror; a few of them looked ready to explode. Mr. Baker continued, “However because they are in charge, this also means that if the girl got into the trouble, like say she got detention, the male will also shared in the punishment.”

The guys exploded, “Unfair”; “That’s ridiculous”; “Are you nuts?” were just some of the shouts.

 

          Mr. Baker waited for the shouts to calm down before continuing, “Like I said earlier, the guy is in charge. You will in short be helping the school look after the discipline of the female students. As such, if the male student failed in his duty, he must accept the punishment.”  

“What if she breaks the rules while I’m not around? How can I be responsible for that?” Someone shouted.

“You guys will not have to leave the girl alone while in school. In fact, anyone of the school staff could at any time asked anyone of you where your partner is; if you are unable to give a good answer, then both of you will get detention.”

That is the opening for Terry to ask his question, “What if I want to go east and the girl wants to go west? How can I stop her?”

Mr. Baker followed the script and answered, “That is up to the guy. Like I said, the guy is in charge.”

“So what? I can slap her around if she refused to listen?” Terry said with a laugh.

“Like I said before, ‘that is up to the guy’.” A stunned silence followed Mr. Baker’s words. The M.A.P weren’t stupid. They knew that at least some of the girls would object. To show them what could happen if they did, the party placed a girl in every class as a showcase. In this class it was Mary-Jean Wolf.

Mary-Jean stood up and screamed, “That’s bullshit! You can’t do that and the school can’t either. I will have my dad string you up for charges if you do!” Mary-Jean was putting up a convincing performance.

“Sit down Wolf.” Mr. Baker said.

“What if I don’t? You are going to hit me?”

“No but if you continued in this, you will get into trouble and so will your buddy who is…Terry Bogart.” Mr. Baker said as he pretended to look at his files.

That’s his cue. “What? I didn’t know she is my partner?” Terry shouted. 

“Now you do.” Mr. Baker said.

“So what?” Mary-Jean said. “You are crazy if you think I will take orders from this idiot. You and the rest of the stupid school board!”

“Report for detention today Ms. Wolf.” Mr. Baker then turned to Terry. “You will join her there.”

“What?” Terry stood up as he shouted.

 Mary-Jean wasn’t finished. “You can’t do this! I…”

“Shut up bitch!” Terry shouted at Mary-Jean. You can hear a pin drop in the silence that followed.

Mary-Jean looked at Terry in shock. Terry looked at her and couldn’t help but think what a good actress she was. Finally, Mary-Jean looked to Mr. Baker and said in a shaky voice, “He…he just call me a bitch. You can’t…”

“And you deserved it.” Mr. Baker said. You can hear the collective intake of air from the class. “You will be in detention today Ms. Wolf and due to your action, so will your buddy. If I was him, I will call you a bitch as well.”

 

          With that statement, the wind was taken out of the sails for the rest of the girls. Terry looked at Mary-Jean and they shared a secret smile together. It will take a while but everyone could feel it already. Some things are about to change.

 

The next day

          Richard Evans, Rex Harper, John Clinton and Eddie Blackmore sat and shared a celebratory drink in Evans’ office. The first day of school has passed and so far everything had gone as well as they can be expected to. Some parents had complained of course but nothing too serious. Most are willing to give the new ‘system’ a shot. As time went by, the men know that the boys will grow into their new roles (and some of the girls too). Soon it will be too entrench for anyone to change.

 

          Evans has also taken court action against the various feminist groups that were involved in the riot. Shitface will be his lawyer in the case. With the publicity right now, the chances of him losing was between slim to none. Evans and Shitface will clean them out for millions. This will hurt those feminist groups and Evans will then channel those millions into the M.A.P. Already there are men from other towns and cities asking for membership. With these millions, the M.A.P will be more than a local party. Evans will make it a party that will have a presence in every city and province in Canada. The men smiled. Yes, they can feel it in the air. Some things are about to change.

 

THE END…for now?

Yes, as anyone will know from reading it, this story was much longer in length when I first plotted it. I admit; I lost interest in it halfway. Maybe I’ll go back to M.A.P in the further but now…thanks for reading.

 

 

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