As a result of a societal obsession with female virginity, the Charm Bracelet Act was finally signed into law.
The law was fairly simple. Every woman was required to wear a small government-issued silver bracelet around her left wrist, which came with loops which small metal “charms” could be affixed to.
The charms represented the sexual acts which a girl had taken part in. A cock showed that you’d sucked cock. A spread vagina showed that you’d had a cock in your pussy. A winking anal sphincter showed you’d been fucked in the ass. Linked female symbols showed that you’d fucked a woman. A little dog paw showed that you’d fucked an animal.
The acts only counted if the woman was sexually aroused. Slapping a woman across the face didn’t require her to wear the cute little open-palm charm, but if you slapped her and then groped her cunt, and found it wet, then it absolutely did. Whether the act was consensual or criminal made no difference.
Anyone could register any sexual interaction they’d had with a woman on the government database – without necessarily submitting proof – and a woman’s bracelet was required to match the database.
Kelly, for example, had been raped by her father on her 18th birthday, and the fact that she’d embarrassingly gotten wet from the abuse meant that she now wore the “happy family” charm that indicated incest and the “bound nude woman” charm that showed she’d been aroused by rape, along with the charms for having all three of her holes penetrated by cock.
Her friend Farrah had been fired from her job a year ago and forced into sex work, and now she had the “strip for money” and “fuck for money” charms, along with the “sexually objectified herself” charm that had come with having her boob job, that advertised to everyone that her tits were fake.
The charms and the database were admissible in court – which made it very hard for a lot of women to ever make allegations of rape. Kelly was regularly being fucked by her boss after work, and not only did she not consent but she in fact regularly struggled. But she knew if she ever complained to police, that a jury would hear in detail how she had been aroused by being raped by her own father, and she couldn’t imagine them finding in her favour after they’d really thought hard about that idea.
Another friend of Kelly’s was a pretty blonde by the name of Valerie. In school Valerie had been every boy’s fantasy. But when Valerie left school, the Charm Bracelet Act came into effect, and one of the boys she had gone to school with figured out a loophole. He logged into the database and reported that Valerie had been gangbanged, had cum from rape, had fucked dogs, had raped one of her female friends, and had masturbated in public in front of a crowd.
The database accepted his report unchallenged. And a week later, when a humiliated Valerie had updated her bracelet, he and a bunch of his friends turned up at her house and gang-raped her.
They kept her in a cage for a week, and tried to tick off as many of the possible charm badges as they could for her. By the time they let her go, her wrist was jangling with evidence of nearly two dozen perverted acts that she would need to explain to anyone who looked at her, and her womb had been fertilized with their combined sperm.
Kelly hated the whole system. She hated how it humiliated and objectified her. She hated how it enabled her rape.
She couldn’t take her hate out on men.
But when she saw a pretty young woman with the clean, charmless silver bracelet that indicated true virginity, Kelly couldn’t help herself. She knew it was wrong, but it just made her feel so good to grab those naïve, pure little bitches, drag them into an alleyway, strip them nude, hump her cunt against their faces, and then go online to implicate them in the sickest and sluttiest behaviour that she could imagine….
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I never realized how many trendy silver bracelets with fat links there were around me (both online and in person) until I read this story. It’s going to be a gift that keeps on giving, I can tell. I giggle every time.😬