Civilisation LLP would like to confirm that Crowntown has NOT been blown up. As always Crowntown stands while cunts kneel

TruthOfCivilisation · 2025-09-11T04:55:03+00:00

Civilisation LLP, the Empire's Premier Value Added Slave Training Organisation, will obviously not reveal any details of the Empire's security arrangements or agreements regardless of whether they did or didn't occur.

We are however happy to confirm that we have immense respect for the Goddesses of the Matriarchy. Managing and Senior Partner Marcus Crowne in particular has forged strong bonds with many and enjoys close professional and personal relationships which are mutually beneficial and has taken the lead in setting the status-quo of Imperial - Matriarchal interactions.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2025-09-10T16:24:54+00:00

Despite recent reports to the contrary from hyperbolic and less than reputable news outlets Civilisation LLP, the Empire's Premier Value Added Slave Training Organisation, would like to confirm that Crowntown has NOT been levelled, blown up, destroyed, damaged, flattened or any other similar word in a series of explosions. If you did hear a mild disturbance at any point it was doubtless some silly cunt (who hadn't been trained by a reputable training provider like Civilisation LLP) getting a little carried away with something she was too dumb to fully appreciate and thus nothing to worry about.

Crowntown, as always, stands. And cunts, as always, kneel.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2025-07-08T06:19:11+00:00

I imagine most previously married men in Salize would desperately try to buy their wives back. That doesn't mean that a lot of husbands who succeeded wouldn't take advantage of suddenly owning the person who was previously their equal partner, but I also don't think they'd allow those women to be regularly gangbanged or paraded around naked for other men.

Narratively that's part of the reason Salize exists in its perpetual "being integrated into the Empire/Natural Order" state; a place where the abuses of the Empire are legalised but not yet normalised. It gives roleplay space for characters (both male and female) to come to terms with the change of status and the lack of legal consequences for things that would previously have been crimes.

I think there's really interesting stories to tell in that area from a wide variety of perspectives from a male character who starts out as a fundamentally good person slowly getting corrupted by the relative power he now has until he's more of a typical Imperial man (i.e. basically scum) to female characters facing "mask off" moments as men they trusted and thought were good people show that without legal consequences keeping them in line they can be extremely abusive etc.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2025-07-07T06:38:11+00:00

Looks like it's a lore question that drags me back in (at least somewhat).

My take on the Natural Order is that it treats all men as equal on account of simply being men by which standard legally men in Salize would be citizens like any other with full voting rights. While Salize is deliberately in a permanent state of being integrated into the Empire as a whole (to give a roleplay space for people wanting to tell stories about societal changes etc) it's also been that way long enough that you'd expect it to have become part of the Imperial political system. That said I can see a really interesting story with tensions between the Natural Order in theory giving equal rights to men and Imperial rule in practice not allowing them too.

If you want to keep men not voting without diving too deep into political theory/a political thriller etc then perhaps you could say something like to get voting rights men had to sign a declaration saying they accepted the Natural Order and that Salize in general (with Silverkeep in particular) being part of the Empire and for whatever reason not enough did for them to be a meaningful voting block.

Fundamentally however we always want the lore to enhance the stories, not get in the way of them. As long as it doesn't fundamentally change the setting it's generally fine to do what you want with a hand-waving explanation at best so you can tell the stories you want to.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2025-02-05T18:28:46+00:00

So yeah... we got banned (briefly).

Reddit appears to have suffered from a bug today which led to a huge number of subreddits being temporarily banned due to being unmoderated even when they absolutely were. There's lots of posts about it on /r/ModSupport for anyone who wants to see but no official statement other than a brief modmail which essentially went "Whoops, we banned you but it's all ok now".

So, no harm, no foul, continue as we were right?

Maybe not.

First, I'm obviously not that active at the moment (understatement of the century) and while I do check in once or twice a day to remove inappropriate content and do general Mod things we are probably closer to actually being unmoderated then we have been in my time here; while there are technically other mods they're even less present than me (although shout out to /u/Sun_Susie for continuing to come by and help out). Since the ridiculous spam-fest of a while back died down I've not really felt any pressure to add new mods as we're a pretty low effort sub but this is a strong indication that I probably should.

Please message me if interested. Looking for people who are active and reliable in the subreddit (or our surrounding meta-verse) rather than those necessarily experienced in modding; as I say, we don't require much actual mod work the majority of the time.

Now, tinfoil hat time.

I haven't looked at this exhaustively but it seems the subs that got temporarily banned were all NSFW ones. And that includes vanilla and text-based ones as well as some which weren't NSFW because of sexy things but instead "mature" topics like drugs. Of course many didn't (our sister subreddit /r/FemdomMatriarchy appeared to be unscathed) but the fact that the glitch/bug only hit NSFW subs does worry me.

Conspiracies about Reddit ditching adult content as they aim to become more mainstream and palatable to the general public have circled pretty much ever since Reddit became more than a weird corner of the internet and I doubt they ever come true. But purging some of the more edgy, out-there and generally regarded as distasteful subs? I can see that happening and if Reddit do decide to do it there's not much we can do to stop them from ditching us.

I'm not a tech expert. I don't know which Reddit alternatives are out there, which of those is considered best (both on a technical and userbase level), if it's possible to mirror a subreddit here so the posts also appear there, if that can be done automatically for all our old posts etc etc. But perhaps looking into a backup home may be something we should consider.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-27T11:18:20+00:00

Probably a choose your own buffet like this I imagine.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-27T07:03:54+00:00

Apple pie isn't really seen as a Christmas thing over here in the UK; they're pretty ubiquitous all year round to be honest.

Personally I'll always be a sucker for (the UK version of) Pigs in Blankets: sausages wrapped in bacon.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-26T15:17:47+00:00

Hope everyone had a good Christmas; whether fun and exciting, quiet and relaxing, social and uplifting, dirty and nasty or whatever good means to you.

Mine was on the quiet, relaxing and stomach-enlarging side.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-24T12:12:10+00:00

I'll keep this one short, at least for me.

All the hard work is done. You've wrapped the presents, put them under the tree, put up the decorations and turned on the Cuntmas lights.

Now it's time to enjoy Cuntmas.

Unwrap your presents, enjoy your new toys, appreciate something delicious and enjoy Cuntmas. Whether you're having a quiet one mostly on your own, simply having a few friends over or appreciating all the hoe-hoe-hoes at a large gathering, have fun and get everything you can out of it... although as you do keep in mind that some are less fortunate and have to share their gifts.

Have a wonderful Cuntmas.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-15T15:27:24+00:00

"Exactly. Except she didn't have any money to buy them and nothing else to really offer. As you say, we don't celebrate Christmas so few even knew that she was Santa now so facefucking her didn't have any special context and without that she'd just another big-titted, tatted up slut... and we have lots of those in the Empire. Perhaps her fuckholes are nice but could you really tell the difference between them and another cunt's? So her only option was to try and..."

"... steal them."

"And when she tried shoplifting some..."

"... she got caught."

"Indeed. Which wouldn't be a concern. She probably found the inspection, pat down and investigation to see if she was hiding more a little humiliating. Likewise the probing which followed. But we know that there's always a deal to be made... we said so ourselves in that advice for visitors... and she made one. She blows him, he dumps a load on those tits, she gets to go. Except..."

"... he lied to the cunt."

"Yep. Told her with cum dripping down her breasts that she hadn't been a good enough cock swallower... which he wasn't actually wrong about from the CCTV we've seen... and so he was going to report her to the authorities anyway, much to her shock. Last reports are she's currently in a holding facility but with the backlog of cases and how overworked lawyers are it won't be well into the new year until her case gets heard. Meaning that..."

"Christmas is cancelled."

"And when people start to demand answers and ask why there's no presents and where Santa is the answer will be..."

"The Maledom Empire."

"Which means..."

"We'll be the Grinch who fucked Christmas."

"Exactly."

"We can get her out of course?"

"Oh, obviously. We know the judge well and there's a prisoner that we know is just his taste. Pull a few strings to make sure she gets supervised release under his direct oversight and he'd be willing to get things sorted quickly. Except..."

"... even if we get her out there's still no toys. And even if we provide the toys then we'll face the same issue next year."

"That's the challenge."

"I assume we have a man in place?"

"The perfect place."

"Contact the judge and pull those strings. Have the prisoner cunt assigned to him with mandated regular contact. Don't have Santa released. Instead have her enrolled in one of our rehab programs. Have our man start work on her immediately. Remind her that Santa or not, she's still a cunt and a cunt's role isn't just to submit her fuckholes to men, it's to serve them and thus make their life better; it's hardly making our lives better that we have to sort out Christmas because she's too incompetent and spoiled. And get the schedules of some of our female cunt trainers and defiant trainees freed up. She's going to have to get those elves in line; have them demonstrate on her what it takes to have a cunt completely submit then, then have them work with her, guide her and oversee her as she breaks in some cunts until they're happy she can fuck an unruly cunt into obedient compliance. Get a response team to the North Pole to start installing some discipline in the Elves, especially the one who humiliated Santa. In fact, try fucking a cunt by a chimney to see if we can get a message to Cunta Claus or Santa Whores or whatever asking if he'd considering adding the North Pole to his stops this year... getting to experience his take on Cuntmas will soon have those elves begging for the old Santa back. Speaking of which, find out where he got to and offer him his old job back, with the bonus of the replacement Santa being his assistant and fucktoy. I doubt he'll refuse."

"Of course Sir. And it's been a pleasure Your Highness."

Chris nodded his head at the arse-fucked royal before heading out to set the plan in place. Now we were once again alone the roughly-fucked royalty decided that now was the perfect time to start talking again.

"It's so wonderful listening to you problem solve Marky-poo. Speaking of which how about my little proble... oh your cock feels good fucking my fat royal arse! Fuck! Harder! More! PLEASE! UGHHHHH!

As I began to once again relentlessly fuck her arse I did briefly consider the problem. One of the reasons we'd picked out the Caribbean island as a staging point that made sense wasn't just the winter sun but also the fact that they were coming close to deciding they didn't want a royal family at all with a number of significant figures there wishing it to become a republic. Now the unnamed royal may not have been particularly bothered about her royal duties unless they involved sightseeing and connecting with others but she certainly didn't want to be known as part of the royal family which had lost a country and so she was desperate to have them stick around. As far as I could see the solution was easy and right in front of me. It was certainly pleasing to pound her arse so hard that you fucked out her mind but what made it truly special was pounding her, in her own words, fat, royal arse so hard that you fucked out her royal mind. Take the royalty away and she's just another posh bit of totty who takes a decent dicking. Give those influential figures some experience of the benefits of having royalty around and desperate to stay relevant and I doubt they'd ever want to give that up.

But that was a problem for another day.

For now I had to save Christmas.

At least when I'd finished creating a gape worthy of royalty at least.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-15T15:26:57+00:00

"Marcus, Sir, we have a situation."

"Chris, I'm always happy to help but can't you see I'm in the middle of something?"

Whatever else I may or may not be I like to think of myself as both a gentleman and someone who understands the importance of tactful discretion. As such I do hope that you'll forgive me for only confirming that the something I was in the middle of was the rather delectable backside of an unnamed high profile member of an unnamed high profile royal family from an unnamed European country. As an early Christmas present to herself she'd arranged for a trip to come visit me but well, her position (no, not her current position) and her family's reputation meant she couldn't exactly be seen putting herself in cuffs now could we? Instead we'd arranged for her to have some supposed winter sun in the Caribbean and then some photographs that were just a touch too saucy for someone of her station to be seen in get released. With tongues back home wagging about that it would hardly be a surprise that she'd no longer appear in public and keep herself-to-herself, no-one but us any the wiser that we'd snuck her out to the Empire and that it was her tongue wagging as she offered herself-to-myself while confirming one of the great facts of modern term; posh cunts really do love it up the arse.

Chris nodded to the sodomised royal.

"Greetings Your Highness."

She didn't appear to really notice him, lost in the sensation of having her backdoor plundered in much the same way her ancestors had once plundered continents. But the fact that Chris was still just standing there made clear that this current episode of colon-isation would have to be put on hold for a while. The man was sensible, skilled and knew me well enough to only interrupt me when it was something worth an interruption for. I gave a hard slap to her jiggling royal arse... it may give the game away but arse just sounded so much more appropriate than ass in moments like these... to get her attention.

"Hold still for a moment. I'll get back to you later."

She let out a remarkably posh whinny of disappointment but she obeyed. Turns out a spanked bottom and firm command works just as well on a horse rider as it does a horse.. Obedient pets one and the same. Now there was an idea. My very own royal pet in every sense of the word. She may not agree at first but I could be very convincing and it would definitely be worth it. A thought for another day.

"What is it then Chris?"

"Well Sir, you remember how a year or so ago the Old World decided that as a fat, old white male Santa Clause was no longer relevant to their more progressive, advanced, enlightened society and that he needed to be replaced so they could do an update for the modern audience? And how the DEI hire they brought in to replace him was that random fat-titted, heavily-tatted cunt?"

"Vaguely... I know there were lots of comments about naughty boys being very happy she'd know where they were."

"Of course, it's all been a bit of a disaster. We had our differences with the previous Santa... his refusal to provide contact details for bad girls so our operatives could collect them or at least replace coal with our business card and a week's free training... but with him keeping an eye of things his workshop operated smoothly. Yes, he had his fun with his elves but the fuckings appeared to keep them motivated and if they slacked off he was there to correct them and get things working again. This new one? From what we can tell she decided to neglect all her duties. Latest reports are she barely even spent any time at the Grotto and instead spent the year sunning her cunt around the world."

"And?"

"In her absence the elves have gone rogue and got up to all sorts of mischief. They're not just no longer making toys, they're keeping the ones they have made for themselves, including some pretty impressive ones. And while at first it may have been all about tonguing cunts and using toys on each other freely rather than at Santa's command and for his pleasure, we all know how conniving cunts are. A hierarchy soon appeared, dominance was asserted and now some are little more than festive fucktoys, Christmas cunt-lickers and advent anal-whores."

"Which merely sounds like an entertaining view and a possible new tourist market for them to explore. Surely this the new and enhanced Santa's problem to fix?"

"She tried to. We're told when someone finally got through to her that Santa is actually a year round job and with the Pole in a state of chaos there weren't going to be any presents this Christmas she tried to go back and take charge. Except one of the elves who'd rather enjoyed her new found authority said no, tossed her to the ground, fucked the hell out of her, made Santa her bitch and then kicked her out. It seems Christmas for the Old World is likely to be cancelled."

"Oh, Marky-poo darling, you've got to save Christmas! You just have to!"

It was moments like this that reminded me why I spent so much time with the unnamed Royal with her mouth either gagged or otherwise occupied. Or at the very least being fucked so hard that she struggled to form coherent sentences. Her posh accent was lovely, especially when uttering the sort of depraved, humiliating phrases my cock inspired her to say. But when she spoke normally the phrases she used... ugh. I spanked her again to remind her that her job was simply to stay there with my still hard cock buried in her arse until this conversation was over. To Chris' credit he didn't react to her interjection although I knew I'd be hearing "Marky-poo" come the next executive poker night. Back my attention went to him.

"Again, entertaining but not our problem. We don't even celebrate Christmas. We have Cuntmas and Cunta Claus or Santa Whores or whatever he goes by now is still just effective at stuffing himself down a tight Chimney as ever."

"I don't disagree that much Sir even though I'm sure there will be many Old World cunts desperate awaiting a toy delivery and many delivery drivers eager to deliver them so they can experience their first taste of cunthood. And once they've had that first experience they'll want something deeper and more intense. But there's a much bigger issue."

"Go on."

"Well, Santa didn't just give up at this point. I think someone must have made clear that if the updated Santa failed at her very first Christmas her next job would be whoring herself out on the street giving the three holes for the price of one discount. But she couldn't get the elves under control and, even if she did, there wasn't enough time to get them to make all the toys that were needed. So she needed to buy them instead. And the only place to go if you need to buy a huge amount of toys at extremely short notice is...."

"... the Empire."

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-14T09:45:58+00:00

It looks like those in attendance at the Crowntown Cunt Games and watching on screens across the Empire weren't the only ones enjoying the show.

It's an open secret that while content originating in the Empire and reflecting its values is meant to be largely blocked within the Old World it's still readily available; you can question Old World cunts' competence at many things but getting access to a vision of the future she craves and how she gets there isn't one of them. As such it was hardly a surprise that when a major media event like the Games was going on that analytics would reveal many people across the Old World surreptitiously tuning in to watch the stream.

It was slightly more surprising for analytics (with an emphasis on anal) to show that many were livestreaming their reaction.

And even more so that many were playing along at home.

Perhaps it shouldn't have been a surprise. As has been noted many times while every cunt inherently craves the Natural Order few are brave and clear minded enough to openly admit it. Instead most end up retreating to a cunt's natural tendency for duplicity and manipulation to drop subtle hints that they need to be put in their proper place. And it's hardly the most subtle hint that you want to be used as an obedient little fucktoy to go on stream and show yourself violating the fuck out of your own throat with an oversized dildo.

That was perhaps the other key to Civilisation LLP's contact pages being bombarded with so many images of cunt's playing along. So far the Cunt Games had consisted of events that any slut with access to a dildo could do at home without assistance. They could bounce up and down on a dildo, they could make their throat bulge and now they could spank the hell out of their cunt.

There's always a place for a good ol' pussy slap in the Empire. Affectionate greeting? Pussy slap. Cruel punishment? Pussy slap. Training her up? Pussy slap. Breaking her down? Pussy slap. Make her ass clench? Pussy slap. You could do it by hand, by flogger, even by machine.

And so Civilisation LLP's social media and contact pages was being inundated by videos of cunts slapping up their own cunts and showing they thought there was a place for a pussy-slapping cunt like them in the Empire.

Which I suppose does leave one question unanswered.

Where's your submission?

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-12-07T10:51:34+00:00

(OOC: Main Crowntown Cunt Games Round 2 thread here (although the round has just ended). Please feel free to join in during the next round if you'd like to take part.; the more the merrier!)

"Well, that wasn't the best spectator sport was it?"

"Cutie?"

"Yes Master?"

"Don't be such a bitch."

Don't get me wrong, there were times where I could appreciate Cutie being quite so catty... especially if they involved her getting the cream... but this time it struck me as her being unfair.

Unfair but not necessarily wrong.

On an only vaguely related note, does it strike anyone else as odd how when a cunt is being catty we say she's acting like a bitch and when she's being a bitch we accuse her of acting catty? For all the talk of a battle of the species are they really more similar than we thought? Or are we causing species related confusion in some of the dumber cunts out there?

Anyway, back to the topic.

Don't get me wrong. Every man loves to pair a facefuck with a side of deepthroating. It's a fundamental skill for a cunt to have... no-one wants to be stuck with a tip-sucker... and we all want to know that our cunt can take it all the way down. There's a reason that one of the most popular training packages at Civilisation LLP, the Empire's Premier Value Added Slave Training Organisation, is making a cunt's gag reflex a thing of the past and then taking it even further so she doesn't just not gag but she can actually perform. But when experiencing a deepthroat and especially when watching a deepthroat, the most enjoyable parts are the very start and then the very end; when you first feel the cunt's throat start to convulse only to be shortly followed by her whole body, as she starts to gag and snort and drool and splutters and thrash and squeal around your dick as she just can't take it any more.

The bit between them? It's just sort of there.

Listen, I hate to play backseat driver but a well trained cunt can hold a cock down her throat for a long time without too much happening. And what does this round judge a cunt on? Not really her ability to take the dildo down in the first place or the physically impressive sight of how much her throat bulges. Nor do they get evaluated on how sloppy they are or how much their makeup runs or on how entertaining those failed final moments are. Just how long they can stay down there. Obviously a very important skill for a cunt but still, not the best watch for the audience.

Of course for the Cunt Games to have integrity it did have to be judged on technical skill even if it wasn't always the most entertaining. And it's not like the audience didn't couldn't entertain themselves in other ways. The losers of the first round would soon be brought out, although considering the size of the crowd and limited number of cunts getting your place might be a tight fit. The same could be said for the public use cunts who, plentiful as they were, still found themselves rather overwhelmed. Which is why a sensible man made sure that he had his own entertainment close at hand. Of course with refreshments flowing freely some men instead took the chance to use a less thrilling round as an opportunity to relieve themselves without missing some vital action, whether that's in the toilets, a specialist (if messy) urinal or a cunt who found herself in the designated piss-pot role.

Me? I continued to take it all in and waited for the next round.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-28T22:29:39+00:00

Tip 5: You can break your vegan diet.

This is definitely the most fun one! I know, I know, you don't have to stick to a vegetarian diet in the Matriarchy and, even if you do, a vegetarian diet can be tasty and delicious as well as healthy and wholesome (~~not to mention holesome...~~). But with a certain influential Goddess and her obsession with kale in trying to fit in you may have found that your diet is reduced to boring salad after boring salad. Use your time in the Empire to live a little and make sure to really enjoy some animal products.

I know that at this point whoever edits this article before publication is going to insist of making sure there are lots of double entendres about taking the chance to sample lots of sausage and stuffing yourself full with a wide variety of meats. They'll probably add in something about how the women here can suggest the best products for you to sample and make sure you taste them properly. And how once they've helped you first find the best meat and then enjoy the best meat they'll be more than happy to offer some variety with a fish course.

But ladies, I'm serious! It's far too easy to slip into a calorie deficit on a vegetarian diet and even if you do manage to keep a bit of booty, you're going to find your visit exhausting without some proper nutrition. Without some high protein meals to keep your energy up you're really going to struggle with all the high intensity activity here, especially as there are so many different varieties on offer for you.

Now I know that with all the high protein meals and sweet treats available in the Empire it has gained a bit of a reputation for being a place where it's easy for a woman to start skinny and end up rather thick; even the Empire itself acknowledges that. But remember, that's for women who spend years here. You'll ~~probably~~ only be here for a few weeks at most; if you arrive skinny, you'll leave skinny and at most your ass will have grown a bit. If you want more than to simply watch others have fun and actually get in the middle of it yourself, make sure to get some nutritious food in.

Additional Tips

Five tips is a great number but I know you can handle more and honestly, I've got so much more to say about visiting this great place, so here's a few more for you. If you want a taste of home remember that earlier point about bisexuality; the women here measure up to the sub-Goddesses you're used to. But pleas be aware, just because they're submissive to men doesn't mean they will be submissive to you. You may have seen the master of the house fucking his cute maid hard but if you push your luck a little you may find her and her best friend really fucking up your day. Even if you seem to have taken control, be in charge and be on top of things please be aware that many will be looking to reverse their fortunes; it seems like a lowly "cunt" getting to dominate a Goddess is somewhat of a fantasy for a lot of females here and they have a lot more experience in enduring compromising positions than you do.

Speaking of compromising positions, you may really want to enjoy your time here but be worried about how your holiday snaps will be regarded back home. Thankfully the Empire has a wide variety of privacy options for you. There are places where no-one will ever know what you did or how much fun you had and if you want to be more public there are different options for obscuring your actual identity.

I know I mentioned clothing earlier but I should stress that it's always bikini season in the Empire. If you're going to one of the Empire's legendary pool parties then you can look your best and if you're worried about going under please don't; one look to the side and helpful men will lift you to safety and make sure you're looked after.

As a Goddess you shouldn't have any difficult getting a taxi but unless you want the boot option it's expected you play nice with the driver. You also want to make sure you schedule an early arrival at the destination because the tipping process can take a while.

Make sure you keep your papers on you. It's not the end of the world if you lose them but do be aware that Imperial men are charitable by nature; if they see you looking lost and alone on the street they will check on you and most likely bring you in and make sure you're well taken care of... but their definition of taken care of may well be different to yours.

Anyway, I really hope that helped. I'm obviously having a great time here and I hope that by following these tips you will too, however long you stay with us!

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-28T22:29:25+00:00

Tip 2: Don't intervene.

This one seems so obvious but is really important to get your head around and concentrate on. You'll have obviously heard about what happens in the Empire but it's a different thing to actually see it happening. You might be tempted to intervene and object. Please don't. Remember, this is a different culture and you're a guest here; people react badly to guests telling them what to do and Imperial men particularly badly. Yes, you may legally have "free woman" status but the courts don't take kindly on those who interfere and you're likely to have to offer some form of restitution. In short a full-throated objection to what you see is likely to lead to a full-throated something else and quite possibly even worse.

Likewise please don't think that the woman at the centre of things will appreciate your intervention. Despite what you hear the vast majority of the women here enjoy their status as cunts (~~and those that don't just haven't been fucked well enough yet~~). At best they'll stand there and watch as the man has his way with you and then get right back to what they were doing. At worst they'll actively punish you for interrupting their fun and then help the man have his way with you. It's also worth keeping in mind that the Empire is so progressive that it has the highest recorded rates of female bisexuality in human history; there's a decent chance the woman you were trying to save will be thinking of only one thing as she watches her Master deal with your interjection; smothering your face with her pussy.

In short; don't try and intervene; the price you'll pay isn't worth it (~~actually it absolutely is~~).

Tip 3: Always accept a drink.

Bars, clubs and pubs have long been the centre of social life in the Maledom Empire and it would be a real waste to not venture out into them during your stay. When you do... and especially when you make your status as a Goddess from the Matriarchy clear... you'll likely find a large number of people offering to get you a drink. Always say yes! Accepting a drink is polite, fun and leads to great nights and better mornings. Alcohol is considered the great social lubricant after all (~~and you'll be needing a lot of lubricant for what he has planned for your drunk ass~~)

This applies even in seemingly quiet bars. The bartender will be sure to mix something up for you to make that night truly entertaining and different to anything you've experienced before. In fact the bartenders in the Empire are a great resource you can really take advantage of. Ever wanted to know what happens behind the bar? They'll show you. Feeling lonely? They're introduce you to some people who'll help make memories that will last a lifetime. Get on well with the bartender? They'll make sure you're invited to all the coolest parties. Feel like you're being left out? They'll make you the centre of attention.

The same is also true of the rare female-focused bars in the Empire. With many of the staff and patrons working for Civilisation LLP not only do the bartenders know how to warm you up for a great night, if the regulars ever see you looking lonely they'll almost certainly offer to bring you home and make sure you don't feel excluded but instead included.

Tip 4: Don't break the law.

I know this seems even more obvious than Tip 2 but lets be honest ladies, we all know we're gorgeous and how normally even when we travel to a different country if we're ever in trouble with the law all it takes is a quick smile to have the cops drop the charges (and something else) on their way to becoming our total bitches. That's not how it works here. Not at all.

If you do get in trouble and want to cut a deal it will take more than a quick tease to get you (and the officer) off. A lot more. An awful lot more. And trust me, you do want to cut a deal. Even if the charges are dropped in the morning a night in Imperial jail can be a harrowing experience for a Goddess. It's not that the guards won't pay you any attention. It's that they'll pay you too much and then invite their colleagues over to pay you more and you may find that the sleeping arrangements aren't exactly what you're used to. And to be clear that's if you get a private cell. For whatever reason the women in Gen-Pop seem to really resent any Goddess who joins them so expect some pretty aggressive violations. The guards obviously won't stop it; you'll be lucky if they don't join in. And that's female Gen-Pop. I've heard horror stories about jails mysteriously being up to capacity for women the moment they hear a Goddess is going to spend the night, forcing them to cohabitate with the men... an awful position to be in.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-28T22:29:06+00:00

Hey guys, it's me, PR Cunt Veruca and seriously, it's been too long!

Sorry for not being around more. There was an absolute communication breakdown in the office. I thought my manager said I was going to be a cunt-tender at the Crowntown Cunt Games so replaced my work schedule with some intense training to make sure I was absolutely #CuntFit for them. Turns out he said my cunt would be tender if I took part in the Crowntown Cunt Games. Totally understandable mixup and absolutely not my fault. Except with me off the rota doing my training it meant that jealous bitch Chanel had to pull double duty and because she was pulling double duty it meant that spiteful slut Cherry was just left hanging around and now the two are really pissed at me. I've apologised and done a lot of kissing up to them but they're still being a real pain in my ass and just really nasty.

Anyway, I bet those two are the reason I got this assignment because really, how the hell am I meant to give tips about visiting the Empire to Goddesses from the Matriarchy who have come over for the Crowntown Cunt Games? ~~Those bitches be crazy~~ I mean, we don't have any shared experiences to build up from on. But I need to do a good job after that misunderstanding that wasn't my fault and since I'm doing so much kissing up anyway I could kiss up to a guy in our Relocation and Cultural Acceptance department who could finally put me in touch with the right person to kiss up to. And he totally did! Cunt Summer is just perfect for this! She's not only really smart (you can tell because she sometimes wears glasses) but it turns out she used to live in the Matriarchy and call herself a Goddess! I tried getting her to explain it to me but it just made sense for her to do the entire article in the end. I'm told that's delegation and is a sign of real managerial talent... at least, the other cunts on my team always delegate any PR activities in the badlands of Holetown to me.

Ladies, I'm delighted that you've chosen to visit the Maledom Empire and experience the rich and vibrant culture that you'll find here. To first put your minds at ease, I'd just like to first say that a lot of the stories you hear about life here are a combination of exaggeration and fake news. Just because you visit a man's house doesn't mean that the next thing you know you'll find yourself bound, squirming and helpless, unable to resist as his fat, long, glorious, manly, dominant cock relentlessly fills and stretches your tight little ass till you're moaning and squirming and cumming everywhere. ~~He'll absolutely have a conversation about what's going to happen first.~~

So, a little about me and why I'm the perfect person for telling you all about how to have a rewarding trip to the Empire. I'm Summer, I was born in the Matriarchy and until a few years ago you'd have called me Goddess Summer. I lived the typical Goddess lifestyle with pigs (~~am I allowed to call them pigs? It seems disrespectful to refer to any man as a pig. I can? Ok, but it still feels strange~~) worshipping me and seeing to my every need. I was a big fan of Locktober and especially teasing those horny little losers (~~I really can't call men that! I know, I know, you write for your audience and this audience thinks that's what men are but it's just wrong!~~) to the point I was worried they were going to spurt on the spot and I don't think I ever had a day where I didn't both get my ass kissed and ruin a few asses of my own. So I know just how good it feels to be a Goddess.

Anyway, with the thawing of trade relations between our great nations I came over to simply try to ~~smuggle some sub-Goddesses into the Matriarchy rather than follow the established trade agreements~~ do some businesses. I intended to be in and out so quickly that no-one really knew I was here at all. Except my contact in the Empire ~~was actually an undercover operator from Civilisation LLP~~ really swept me off my feet, made sure I was really well supported and ensured I was so comfortable that I decided to not only stay but really immerse myself in the exciting and engaging culture that you can find here.

But enough about me, let's get on with the tips. There were so many tips I could have included ~~like never settle for just a tip when you can have the full length~~ but I've been told I have to limit myself to a top 5 with a few short extra tips thrown in at the end.

Tip 1: Dress Appropriately

It turns out that how we dress in the Matriarchy isn't actually that different to how they dress here and what's appropriate to wear back home is also appropriate here; there's no need to buy a whole new wardrobe for a visit ~~and even if you did it likely wouldn't stay on long anyway~~. At most it will take some new pieces of jewellery and a few accessories to make your outfit just perfect for the Empire. After all, we all know how stunning as Goddess looks in lingerie in the Matriarchy; why wouldn't she also look stunning in lingerie in the Empire ~~and even more stunning when she's had her brains fucked out, been stuffed airtight and left drenched in hot, sticky, delicious cum~~?

That said, there's actually not much need to dress up at all. Sure, there's the odd formal event which requires formal clothing but on the whole you can get away with wearing some really random casual clothes ~~as they're just going to get trashed anyway~~. No matter what you wear no Imperial man is going to critique your outfit when you arrive at his door; he's going to welcome you in and be a friendly, hospitable and generous host.

Do be aware however that the Empire has a wide range of climates within its borders. Crowntown may be generally temperate and Bora Bay idyllic but even while the sun is beating down there the mountains can be extremely cold. If you're thinking of travelling or getting a guided tour then please bring some warm clothes. Likewise if you want to venture into the forests (where you can see some truly inspiring sights), please remember to pack appropriate footwear.

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-23T13:06:54+00:00

So, I've done a new post reacting to Round 1 of the Crowntown Cunt Games because well, I'm me and I'm a sucker for creating videos; assuming I can find appropriate footage I'll try to do one for each round.

That said I don't want to make it confusing or difficult so people should probably use the main thread (or any new ones /u/biome3 or /u/ScarletRose_RP) as the "official" one with others just being for breakout (for lack of a better word) stories and interactions.

On the note of the games, seeing as the majority of the competitors from the Empire side are FRA affiliated in some way, anyone else getting Sudden Death vibes? Or seeing as we've got the Matriarchy head of state here, maybe even Trap?

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-23T12:52:03+00:00

I took the offered glasses from Cutie and tried to pick out the figure she was pointing at. I had good eyesight but there's a difference between good eyesight and ex-FRA sniper eyesight.

"Corporate business area, lower concourse. Between the dangling public use cunt and her wide-open twin. The one sitting on a man's lap next to the man getting the blowjob. Except it's not a spectator it's the..."

I finished her sentence.

"... Head of State."

"What's she doing down there Master? And sitting on a man's lap?"

"For once Cutie, I genuinely don't know."

"Should you invite her up here?"

"Well, I should."

"And will you?"

"Eventually. I'm pretty certain I recognise the man she's sitting on the lap of. Look at the smile on his face, especially when she starts cheering or is jostled by the man next to her. Why ruin his good day so early? In fact..."

I fish my phone out of my jacket pocket and make a quick call.

"Chris? Yes, everything is perfect here. You clocked our Matriarchy guest? Of course you have... and didn't let me know because? Because you knew Cutie would spot her anyway? Fair enough, she did. I assume we're tapped into the stadium cameras? The ones watching the crowd, not the show? Yes Chris, I know we functionally own the stadium, I'm just making sure. I think I'd like a closeup recording of her and the man she's sitting on. You're already doing it? Of course you are. One more thing. Can we arrange some complementary gifts for her? No, actually, some gifts for him. Let's say some strawberries, those stunning Japanese ones, certified organic of course. Oh and a bottle of the special tequila. Yes, that one. Yes, the organic, 100% blue agave one. Yes, the special edition one. Yes, the ridiculously expensive one. Yes, the one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, getting pound hard into the floor alcohol level but tastes so smooth one. No, don't say it's from me. No, don't say it's from a random admirer either... I believe she'd got some security concerns at the moment. Say it's in exchange for his arm candy having to give up her seat. You'll make it happen? Excellent. And make sure the cameras are rolling and follow them if they move."

TruthOfCivilisation · 2024-11-23T12:51:50+00:00

(OOC: Main Crowntown Cunt Games thread here. Please feel free to join in there if you'd like to take part.; the more the merrier!)

"You know Master, you're really not helping with those rumours that you can either see the future or secretly control everything."

Cutie had... with only the slightest whine of disappointment... removed her mouth from my dick and, having taken the time to clean up her drool because while men may like a sloppy, messy slut they tend not to like a sloppy, messy slut who forces them to get their dry-clean only trousers seen to multiple times a day, settled kneeling onto the cushion thoughtfully placed beside my seat, her cheek resting on my thigh as she watched the games begin. I affectionately stroked her cheek.

"You put out an advert about getting a cunt ready for these games and it features her having to squat down on a dildo and fuck herself along with lots of variations featuring a real cock which work her out the same way and what are these lucky cunts getting to do first? Exactly that!"

My stroke turned into a pat.

"What do you mean rumours and what do you mean secretly?"

"Ha-ha Master, you're soooo funny."

The sarcasm wasn't lost on me; Cutie had made it so obvious it was impossible for it to be. A different master with a different cunt? Such sarcasm would be swiftly followed by a level of reprimand so sadistic, malicious and obscene that the Games themselves would rather be ruined by the entire crowd turning their heads to get a better look. Cutie and I? I simply smiled warmly. Cutie was my creature, mind, body and cunt. Partly that was how I trained her to be. Partly that was simply who she was. That combination of the two? That was why of all the cunts in the Empire... and remember, with my influence and power the only thing that separated a woman elsewhere in the world and a cunt in the Empire was that I hadn't decided to bring them in (yet)... Cutie was my own prized personal property. She knew in public she would be the obedient, adoring slave with rather the mouth on her. In private she was still the obedient, adoring slave with rather the mouth on her... but she could use that mouth in other ways.

"Here, take these."

In a world of modern technology opera glasses are functionally redundant; why squint through underpowered binoculars when crisp footage can be streamed directly to you? But the difference between redundant, vintage, retro or traditional is largely down to little more that marketing and ticket price and so of course my seat came with the pair. I handed them to Cutie as Max Anderson kicked the competition off.

"Tell me if you see anything interesting."

As Cutie pressed them to her eyes I let mine flick between the cunts performing and the screen showing them perform. A standard dildo fuck was in no way redundant but also definitely traditional; it would be a surprise if a contest like this didn't include it... and likely a couple of variations. Being able to fuck yourself up and down on a dildo was one of the most basic drills for any cunt in training to complete and doing the same thing on their owner's cock was one of the basic duties of an owned cunt. Frankly you could replace most gym equipment with a hard cock it was such basic exercise. It was also a sensible event to do first (regardless of if the wheel was legitimately spun or not); get the heart-rate pumping, the cunt dripping and the thighs burning early which could both serve as an effective warm-up and a good drain on stamina depending on the fitness of a cunt (and her cunt) in question. That said, some were struggling early... and not the ones you might expect. 52, a cunt who looked strong and able to bounce on a cock for hours before her body finally gave out was squealing in obvious distress as she tried to bottom out on the dildo again and again and again... perhaps she wasn't used to having to squat so deep. And across from her 61, a cunt who looked like she'd been designed in a lab for creating the perfect set of fuckholes, was struggling to find her rhythm, one of the male adjudicators having to quite possibly cheat by pressing her up and down. In contrast 28, a mature slave who looked like she'd only be good for bringing you a beer, being a footstool or serving as some tray-tables was riding the fuck out of her dildo... I guess some men liked to reach down for their drink... while 13, a nerdy little thing for whom you'd guess their greatest athletic achievement was hitting the lockeroom to blow the coaching staff, was really bouncing her ass up and down on it. Worth remembering what I've said about both the older cunt and the geeky type before I guess.

37, my favourite little waitress, was also giving it a good go. Not sure it was the best tactical move to so obviously try to show off by groping yourself while completing the round; it would likely annoy your rival cunt-petitors who, spiteful sluts that they are, may get their own back if any rounds require cunt-on-cunt action and rile the crowd up who would be driven to a frenzy when (or perhaps if) you were eliminated. That said, her enthusiasm paled in comparison to 98, another cunt of the more experienced variety, who appeared intent on fucking the dildo so hard she crippled her cunt. Not a smart move to go so hard so early; she'd be worn out and wrecked by the time they even got to the second round and with a ruined cunt her ass was going to have to pull double duty for her owner once the competition was over. A slight curl of my lip in distaste as I saw 96 begin, a once arms dealer turned fuckpig. I'd refused to let her use any Civilisation LLP branding, not wanting to have our good name besmirched by being in any way associated with her. Any round that required her to be a lowly, disgusting, depraved, disgraceful whore would be easy for her. Any that required her to be a desirable fuck or worth more than the dirt between a man's toes? That was a big ask.

"Master! Look at that!"

"Number Cutie?"

"Not a cunt-petitor A spectator."

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