Eryn had been on her honeymoon at the resort when the Sexual Service Act passed. It didn’t take more than a few hours for her new husband to sign her over to the resort in exchange for having their room charge refunded.

“It’s a couple thousand dollars. You understand. And now that I can just fuck any woman I see, well, I don’t need a wife, do I?” he’d asked.

She’d nodded before a random guest bent her over and shoved her face onto the ground, ramming his cock up her asshole. As she watched her ex-husband’s shoes walk away, she wondered how long she’d be resort property.

Three years had passed since then. A new cock cumming inside of her every few hours except for the little bit of sleep she got each day.

“This is so much better than being a housewife would have been!” she often thought.