Master's world

My master slapped me hard on the face as he pulled his dick from my mouth, "You are getting too lazy you filthy hole, I order you to start writing your story when you are not getting used, so the whole world could get inspired by your master's slave handling." Master shoved his dick in my mouth again, "Now start thinking about the writing as I use your mouth, I want it to be perfect or u will be punished for every single mistake." Saying that master blocked my nostrils with his finger so I couldn't breathe. 

It was the year 2055 and all women were wiped out from the planet and the planet needed a new law and order to protect the human race. The new ways were found to get the males pregnant but that wasn't enough to run the society so, five years ago my master and sirs divided the world into two parts, the fuckable dicks and unfuckable dicks. After the boy reaches the legal age of 18 and he remains with dick below three inches he is considered unfuckable or a slave and he could be bought and sold, and used in every way imaginable. Other than that every free man was prohibited to cover his dick in any way so one can know his status in society. But the one and only king who was selected by having the biggest dick in the world was allowed to cover it as he pleased and everyone either a free man or slave need his permission to see his dick.

My name was paul before I was owned, a skinny white guy with a 1-inch long dick, I knew my faith and I used to stretch and do every painful exercise to expand it but my stepfather wanted money and he punished my ass every time he found me stretching and made me practice my mouth on his cock but he never used my ass as the price decreases for broken ass

One could buy their rights, but one year worth of rights was very expensive that only billionaires could afford it, and you have to buy it together for 3, 4 years because your Highness had made the renewal process so long that it takes 2,3 years to complete, and the process of enslavement so quick the authorities reach you in few minutes your right expires, and once you are enslaved the fees you paid to renew your right goes to Royal treasure. Even the few who get success in buying their rights didn't live the good life, as the shortest dicks have the shortest status in the world and most of your time is spent in the right documentation.

however my stepfather was the richest man after the king, he was more hungry for money and didn't even leave a single way to earn money, ever many of his slaves works in the rights documentation agency and I have seen him forcing his slave in make the process as harder as possible. 

I knew my stepfather wasn't buying me rights and it was time I was about to turn 18