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Stories from Cumduras. Part 2. The Job Interview
Created: 2024-03-09
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Description
Welcome back to Cumduras. A country where any guy with a special Love Pass can use the local women sexually without restrictions or consequences.
Step into the shoes of Catalina. A young Cumdurian woman who until recently had everything: money, status, huge mansion with lots of servants and most importantly she was protected from being raped on the street by passholders. It all ended abruptly when her father died. Now she has to actually find a job in order to support herself. Moreover, the girl is now as vulnerable and defenseless as any other woman in the country.
Tags
free use, non con, abuse, 1st person, female protagonist
Prompt
Helplessly I look at my red band, as it hangs from a hook on the wall. I have been wearing it since the age of 18 to be protected from all those horny pervs who buy the Love Pass and go around raping innocent girls like me. Raping without consequences all thanks to that asshole president and his fucked up laws. Today will be the first time I step outside without the protection of the band. And it fills me with anxiety. Just a couple of weeks ago my life was wonderful. I had all the comforts and luxuries any girl can get in this country. We lived in a fancy mansion with a nice yard, a pool and numerous servants. All thanks to my father's high position in the army. Dad wasn't shy to take a little money from the state on the side, but in Cumduras it isn't even considered stealing. That's how things work here. Everything turned upside down when daddy got killed during one of those stupid military exercises. A stray bullet they said. Can you imagine this shit? To be honest I never loved the guy, but he provided for me and mom. Now we are left with nothing. Those fuckers have taken our nice house, cars and bank accounts. We had to move into this crappy apartment with no garden, no swimming pool, but plenty of cockroaches. I hate it! And the worst part is, I cannot pay for the privilege to wear la banda anymore. Without it, any of those goddamn passholders may grab me on the street and violate my body however they want. Even the thought of it makes me shudder with disgust and anger. I turn away from the red band and look in the mirror. It reflects the image of a stunningly beautiful young woman with shiny raven hair and light olive skin. I'm just ready to get dressed, so there is nothing on me except for underwear. Who would've thought, that someday I will regret being so sexy? Just look at this. My body is magnificent: long slender legs, wide hips and a tight bubble butt. My tits are amazingly shaped, not too small but also not huge. They fit my figure perfectly. The cherry on top is my face with a cute round chin, high cheekbones, big hazel eyes and full luscious lips. That's how my admirers describe it, by the way. And there were a lot of them, but I'm a picky girl and only went out with the most handsome guys from wealthy families. I feel cold shivers going through me when imagining some ugly dude forcing himself upon that precious body. Mierda! No way I will let that happen. I simply have to be careful, smart, vigilant at all times while outside. Yes, I'm not allowed to fight back against those rapist bastards, but I can always run away. All those countless hours on the treadmill should prove useful. No doubt, I'm faster than any of them. Encouraged by that thought I got back to dressing up. The first order of business is to get a decent job to support myself. And I already have an interview for a position in a local bank. Gracias a Dios daddy lived long enough for me to graduate from university. I only wished that I paid more attention in class and didn't spend so much time partying with those so-called friends. Pendejos disappeared as soon as they heard about my troubles. Fuck those treacherous bastards. Anyway, surely, I learned enough to handle banking stuff. I will get this job; I will earn a promotion. And hopefully I will scrape enough money to pay for the red band again. Or better yet, to leave this godforsaken country once and for all. What should I wear, by the way? The damn beauty code requires women to dress sexy all the time, but this is a job interview. Something formal would be more appropriate, right? Finally, I decided to go with a pair of grey plaid pants with a narrow waist and a white blouse. I buttoned it up all the way and looked in the mirror again. Nah, better not risk it. Those shameless pigs from the morality police will use any excuse to fine me or extract a bribe for not displaying my assets properly in public. I undone the two buttons from the top revealing a bit of cleavage. Mierda! That is so humiliating, so disgraceful. I have to actually put an effort into looking appealing for the fuckers who want to rape me. Ridiculous! ## The prompt ends after "band" Well, it's time to go. I don't want to be late and there is no car anymore. I'll have to use the fucking bus, I guess. God, give me strength. I put a pair of high heels on and head outside to face the city without the protection of the red band.... [Click to expand]
Helplessly I look at my red band, as it hangs from a hook on the wall. I have been wearing it since the age of 18 to be protected from all those horny pervs who buy the Love Pass and go around raping innocent girls like me. Raping without consequences all thanks to that asshole president and his fucked up laws. Today will be the first time I step outside without the protection of the band. And it fills me with anxiety.
Just a couple of weeks ago my life was wonderful. I had all the comforts and luxuries any girl can get in this country. We lived in a fancy mansion with a nice yard, a pool and numerous servants. All thanks to my father's high position in the army. Dad wasn't shy to take a little money from the state on the side, but in Cumduras it isn't even considered stealing. That's how things work here.
Everything turned upside down when daddy got killed during one of those stupid military exercises. A stray bullet they said. Can you imagine this shit? To be honest I never loved the guy, but he provided for me and mom. Now we are left with nothing. Those fuckers have taken our nice house, cars and bank accounts. We had to move into this crappy apartment with no garden, no swimming pool, but plenty of cockroaches. I hate it! And the worst part is, I cannot pay for the privilege to wear la banda anymore. Without it, any of those goddamn passholders may grab me on the street and violate my body however they want. Even the thought of it makes me shudder with disgust and anger.
I turn away from the red band and look in the mirror. It reflects the image of a stunningly beautiful young woman with shiny raven hair and light olive skin. I'm just ready to get dressed, so there is nothing on me except for underwear. Who would've thought, that someday I will regret being so sexy? Just look at this. My body is magnificent: long slender legs, wide hips and a tight bubble butt. My tits are amazingly shaped, not too small but also not huge. They fit my figure perfectly. The cherry on top is my face with a cute round chin, high cheekbones, big hazel eyes and full luscious lips. That's how my admirers describe it, by the way. And there were a lot of them, but I'm a picky girl and only went out with the most handsome guys from wealthy families. I feel cold shivers going through me when imagining some ugly dude forcing himself upon that precious body.
Mierda! No way I will let that happen. I simply have to be careful, smart, vigilant at all times while outside. Yes, I'm not allowed to fight back against those rapist bastards, but I can always run away. All those countless hours on the treadmill should prove useful. No doubt, I'm faster than any of them.
Encouraged by that thought I got back to dressing up. The first order of business is to get a decent job to support myself. And I already have an interview for a position in a local bank. Gracias a Dios daddy lived long enough for me to graduate from university. I only wished that I paid more attention in class and didn't spend so much time partying with those so-called friends. Pendejos disappeared as soon as they heard about my troubles. Fuck those treacherous bastards.
Anyway, surely, I learned enough to handle banking stuff. I will get this job; I will earn a promotion. And hopefully I will scrape enough money to pay for the red band again. Or better yet, to leave this godforsaken country once and for all.
What should I wear, by the way? The damn beauty code requires women to dress sexy all the time, but this is a job interview. Something formal would be more appropriate, right? Finally, I decided to go with a pair of grey plaid pants with a narrow waist and a white blouse. I buttoned it up all the way and looked in the mirror again. Nah, better not risk it. Those shameless pigs from the morality police will use any excuse to fine me or extract a bribe for not displaying my assets properly in public. I undone the two buttons from the top revealing a bit of cleavage. Mierda! That is so humiliating, so disgraceful. I have to actually put an effort into looking appealing for the fuckers who want to rape me. Ridiculous!
## The prompt ends after "band"
Well, it's time to go. I don't want to be late and there is no car anymore. I'll have to use the fucking bus, I guess. God, give me strength. I put a pair of high heels on and head outside to face the city without the protection of the red band.
Author Notes
[ Style: complex, descriptive, tense, vivid, dramatic ]
Memory
<|endoftext|>[ Tags: Latin America, abuse, rape, shame, inner monologue, 1st person, female protagonist; Genre: realism, social fiction, erotic ]
My father has died and I lost everything. Now I must look for a job and I have no protection from men with the Love Pass. Any of them can grab me on the street and abuse my body. I have a job interview at the local bank and I must get there on time.
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  • arturo, piego, president, dictator

    Arturo Pliego
    Type: character
    Arturo is the de-facto dictator of Cumduras. He is a ruthless and cunning man, and will stop at nothing to keep himself in power. Arturo has a massive ego, and considers himself a savior of the nation. Some Cumdurians agree with this sentiment, as his rule has brought relative stability and peace to their homeland. Others, however, hate him for his brutal methods and for forcing the local women into becoming sex toys for rich foreigners.
  • red band, banda roja, exception

    [ Knowledge: The red band ]
    A Cumdurian woman may purchase an exception from the usage rights included in the Love Pass. When going out she will wear a special red band (la banda roja) on her wrist. It makes the wearer untouchable for the passholders. Though technically available to everyone, the price of la banda is prohibitively high, and the permission to wear it must be renewed every month. In practice only wives and daughters of the country's elites may afford this protection.
  • woman, women, girl, girls, chica, chicas, chick, chicks

    [ Knowledge: Cumdurian women ]
    The women of Cumduras are famous for their beauty.There is a wide variety in terms of looks and body types.
    They always dress sexy in public places in accordance with the beauty code.
  • guide, guia, guía

    [ Knowledge: guide ]
    Some local men in Cumduras make a living by helping passholders find the hottest girls and show them around in general. For a fee of course. Usually, they gather around hotels awaiting potential clients. Although not employed in any official capacity, they call themselves guides (guía is Spanish).
  • arturia, capital, city, street

    Arturia
    Type: city
    Arturia is the capital of Cumduras named after the current dictator. It has a population of approximately two million inhabitants. The city is generally considered an ugly and boring one, lacking any interesting landmarks.
    Under Arturo Pliego there was an urban renewal project that focused on making his city more welcoming and attractive to foreigners. This mostly involved painting over the drab concrete buildings and erecting giant posters of the president everywhere.
    There are some parks in Arturia, but most are unkept and overgrown with weeds. The locals enjoy spending time in numerous coffee shops or eating at small restaurants. There are a couple of medium-sized malls located in the city center. They are usually crowded, since many Arturians visit them to get a respite from the sun and heat outside.
  • Cumduras, country

    Cumduras
    Type: country
    Cumduras is a poor country located in South America. Not long ago it was ravaged by gang wars and civil unrest. But recently a powerful man called Arturo Pliego rose to power. Using brutal but effective methods, he managed to restore order and has now become the president for life, practically a dictator.
    But peace doesn't automatically lead to prosperity. Arturo requires a lot of money to keep the nation's economy afloat and pay his cronies. Unfortunately, Cumduras has almost no natural resources. It is a landlocked country so even agricultural exports don't bring in much revenue. It also lacks any significant tourist attractions.
    But Cumduras is well known for the exceptional quality of its women. They are considered to be among the most beautiful in the world, with smooth olive skin, hourglass figures, and thick curves. Arturo came up with an unorthodox solution to his money problem. He introduced a special Love Passe that allow tourists to have unrestricted sexual access to any woman in the country. For a significant fee, of course.
  • beauty code, clothes, dress, appearance

    [ Knowledge: The Beauty Code ]
    To prevent Cumdurian women from hiding or disguising their appearance from potential passholderds a special Beauty Code was issued. While in public place every girl from the age of 18 must dress sexy. The clothes chosen have to clearly display their best features. Women cannot hide their faces with hats and scarfs or their bodies by dressing in bulky clothes. They must take care of their skin, nails, and hair to stay as attractive as possible. There cannot be any hair on their legs, armpits, assholes or pussies. The crotch must be shaved clean or trimmed neatly. Every woman must keep herself clean and smell nice at all times.
    Breaking these rules will lead to significant fines.
  • morality, police, officer, inspector, white uniform

    [ Knowledge: morality police ]
    A special unit of the Cumdurian government which deals exclusively with enforcing the Beauty Code. They might appear in any public space looking for violations and then issue fines. The officers are allowed to stop any woman they see and investigate her appearance. They might even demand stripping her naked in order to examine the body thoroughly.
    Naturally the inspectors are quite corrupt and often take advantage of their position. The Beaty Code is written very broadly so they can usually find a violation in any woman's appearance. Then a bribe is demanded to look the other way. Alternatively, a girl will offer compensation to avoid the humiliation of being inspected in front of her family or friends. The bribes are typically paid in cash, but sometimes in sexual favors.
    The morality police officers wear white uniforms and blue armbands.
  • emigration, abroad, travel, border, another country

    While Cumdurian males are encouraged to work abroad and send money home, for females it's an entirely different story. In fact, it is almost impossible for a woman to leave the country unless she has a lot of money and necessary connections.
  • hotel, accomodation

    [ Knowledge: hotels ]
    Several hotels were opened in Arturia recently to accommodate men arriving to use the Cumdurian women. Most of them are converted from old apartment complexes or government buildings. They are rather basic, and only have a few amenities available. A small number of tourists that visit the capital still have to pay ridiculously high prices to stay in one of these.
    There are usually sex shops inside a lobby that sells all kind of bondage gear and BDSM toys.
  • Catalina Alvarado
    Type: main character
    Age: 22
    I am Catalina, a young woman from Cumduras. Until recently I had everything: money, beauty, status. And most importantly, I was protected from being molested by those pervs, who buy The Love Pass. My father is a general and like every other top official in my country, he knows how to use his position of power to enrich himself. I was raised in luxury and had all the privileges one could have in this damn country.
    I am a gorgeous woman, there is no reason to be shy about it. I am tall, fit, with light olive skin and long jet-black hair. They are thick, wavy and drop past my shoulders like a waterfall. Despite going out a lot I never skip gym days and that allows me to keep a flat stomach and a toned ass. My breasts are medium-sized, firm and perky. But the best feature of mine is probably my face. High cheekbones, cute button nose, pouty lips and big, round hazel eyes. Men go crazy when they see me, but I am a picky one. So far, none of them were good enough to keep me for long.
    I just graduated from the most prestigious university with a degree in economics. But to be honest, I spent more time partying with other rich kids than studying. Don't know how I managed to get that degree. I suppose I'm just an exceptionally clever girl.
    I wasn't in a hurry to get a job though. Why bother if I can just live off daddy's money and do something much more pleasant than slaving away in a boring office?
    My life seemed to be perfect until it all went to shit. Father died under mysterious circumstances and my family lost everything. No more cars, servants, expensive parties. All my old friends disappeared. And the red band is unavailable for me now. I am totally vulnerable to be raped on the street! That idea both terrifies me and makes my blood boil from anger. But I do not despair. No fucking way! I'm determined to survive, to endure everything life throws at me, to find a way back to the top.
  • emilio, alvarado, father, dad, general, daddy

    Emilio Alvarado
    Type: character
    Emilio is Catalina's father. He was a general in the army of Cumduras and used his position to enrich himself. And of course, the man made a lot of enemies along the way. Recently Emilio died under suspicious circumstances. While observing military exercises the general got shot supposedly by accident.
  • passholder, foreigner, tourist, man

    [ Knowledge: passholders ]
    Men who bought the Love Pass are called the passholders. Usually, they are foreigners who come to Cumduras specifically for the purpose of experiencing the free use. But some wealthy locals purchase the pass too.
    These men are not simply interested in sex, they are excited by the ability to do it with an unwilling partner. Some enjoy the thrill of the hunt, some simply want to humiliate a woman, some like abusing girls in public, some just turned on by the whole idea of free use.
    Most of the passholders try to blend in, they wear inconspicuous clothes that do not attract attention until the moment comes to grab their next victim. Though others flaunt their power and privilege. They enjoy seeing women run in fear as soon as they notice the white card.
    On rare occasions the passholders go out in groups to gangbang girls in public places. But usually, they roam the streets alone.
    A chance to meet a passholder is pretty low for an average woman.
  • [ Knowledge: The Love Pass, El Paso del Amor ]
    The Love Pass gives its holder the right to sexually use any Cumdurian woman over the age of 18. It does not matter whether the girl wants it or not. If she resists the passholder is allowed to use force. The woman should not suffer any permanent physical damage during the act, but otherwise, the passholder may treat her as he pleases. Fighting back and especially hurting a passholder is severely punished by law. Running away is permitted though. The owner of the pass must present the card to his chosen target, before he can proceed with using her.
    Passholders may only take women from public places. They are not allowed to enter private property, educational establishments, medical institutions and government facilities.
    Although primarily aimed at tourists, a Cumdurian citizen can also buy a pass if he is wealthy enough to pay for it.
    The pass has a limited duration (single day, one week, two weeks).
    The pass looks like a white plastic card, with the golden words "El paso del amor" and an expiration date below.
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