If you thought part one was kinky and insane, then part two goes into far more dystopian sci-fi technology and how the femdom Alliance brainwashes its captives, training even the most primitive wild man into living only to serve. Resistance is futile, all men succumb to their true destiny in the Alliance and Major Tom is no different. His rise to athlete in 'the circle' the most painful and degrading of BDSM competitions only adding to his peril.
Major "Tom" has through cunning (in part one), and a great deal of good fortune made it to New York, the epicentre of the femdom empire, and more importantly the embassy district where the awkward squad, slash, 'the holdouts' in the British Isles sit as festering putrid reminders to the femdoms that the entire world is not yet theirs.
His triumph in tricking the local power brokers has backfired as the Director spots an opportunity to capitalise on his savagery, and although his primitive free mind gives him many advantages in this society, he is up against DSH strategists who have been bred to be the most charismatic women anyone of his era will have ever met, bred to be beautiful, bred to exude authority, and bred to know how to manipulate men, and that's before we even mention all the technology for mind control at their disposal. And now he's fallen into the centre of the spider's web, and each step tightens their grip.
Times appear dark for our Major as he is used by the women of the DSH, then 'forced' to perform for audiences as they seek to use him take over the great houses. He is violated by their fembot droids, then worse, he is violated by the robots at the command of Munroe who is dependent on the pleasure fed into her brain from the implants in his nervous system. He tries to fight the good fight but succumbs to the pleasure of the femdoms. The two of them now live a shadow existence like the opium addicts of the 19th century, existing like zombies until they are 'coupled' and pleasure surges into their lizard brains for a spell.
Coupling is the evil new leap that even the A.I never made, it is the tool that can zombify humans into mindless drones beholden to any command from the Director of the DSH. Conceptually simple if technologically a marvel, the connecting of the pleasure centres between humans has been achieved. The scientists of the DSH can now connect humans together so that any sexual pleasure or pain-induced euphoria felt by one can be fed directly into the brain of another. Women can lie back and experience the ecstasy broadcasting out of their slave as his prostate and sphincter is ravaged or his cock is edged whilst she herself is pleasured by a tentacle or male slave - now even the unchipped women can receive the injection of rocket fuel into their brain just as male slaves have been experiencing for centuries.
Slaves like Major Tom can thanks to the tube be held edged and edged for hours so that their bodies can transmit the pleasure of almost orgasm out to their female superiors, the slave's torment at being held on the precipice for hours feeding their pleasure synapses. The more he is edged or whipped, the more intensity feeds into the brains of the coupled dommes thus enslaving them into obedience to the Director.
A coup is born, the Director's army of fembots is ready to seize control of the Alliance and finally to enslave the British.
Autorentext
Jamie Leigh lives in one of the anonymous, seemingly dull houses of north London, who would appear to you the classic vanilla pillar of the community, the volunteer, the beige staid reliable type who never took a risk. However deploy the leather and the whips and a different Jamie comes out to play - never judge a book by its cover.