I couldn't believe what I was hearing. As I flipped from channel to channel it seemed every single one had interrupted their normal broadcast to cover this story. I had never thought the government would be able to pass this type of legislation, but there I was, seeing it firsthand.

*click* "... this is the first time this type of law has ever been passed in human history..."

*click* "... The new law, titled the Freeuse Resolution, establishes criminal prosecution for any woman in America over the age of 18 who refuses the sexual advances of any man, and provides immunity for any man over the age of 18 who takes advantage of the law with any woman..."

*click* "... imagine the world we're living in now. Important men in important positions will never again be sidetracked or shortchanged by their libidos. This will be absolutely revolutionary for the American economy and I expect our country will see great advancement in the years to come."

Every single channel, nothing but news upon news. At first my mind led me down all the paths a typical horny young man might go down. I was thinking of all the hot girls I see in my day to day life and how every single one of them would have to submit to my sexual desires. I thought of my high school crush, Samantha. Tina, the hot milf next door. I thought of Ashley, the busty slut at my workplace. And then I even thought of my little sister, Natalie. Her 18th birthday was only a week away, and suddenly I became very conflicted. I turned the channel once more...

*click*

... only this time it wasn't a man on screen. It was a woman, in business attire, sitting behind a desk. She was very pretty, with long blonde hair and flawless skin that shone a pale white. She couldn't have been older than 25, and as she spoke she was fighting herself with every word. Clearly she was holding back tears as she tried to continue to do her job.

"T-the new l-l-law in question is considered effective i-immediately and..." She paused as someone was talking to her from off camera. "... No, please!" she cried, as a shadow entered the scene. She burst into tears "No, please I don't want to," as her chair began to back away from the desk. She looked so innocent, and helpless. Her mascara visibly running down her cheeks, leaving a trail of black makeup. A man entered the shot, and pulled her to her knees. The microphone clipped to her shirt picked up the distinct sound of a zipper. The man's pants fell to the floor revealing his backside, as he grabbed the young woman by the hair and pulled her back into the view of the camera.

"I said open up, bitch!" exclaimed the man, as he slapped her across the cheek. A bright red mark flashed on her face as she sobbed there in self-pity. "Jerry, bring the camera around and get a close-up of our little t.v. whore." he said. The man forced his erection against her face, as she loudly wailed in protest. A short moment later his penis was thrust deep into her mouth. You could see the pained expression on her face as the camera moved in closer. The man grabbed her by the back of her head and began to force his cock into her throat in rapid succession.

Her gagging sounds rang loud and clear, as her milky skin became redder and redder by the second. Her eyes became bloodshot as the tears continued to flow. Her sorrowful sobbing interrupted only by the sound of her inexperienced throat gagging against his forceful intrusion. After what felt like minutes of constant abuse, he let up, removing himself from her mouth. She gasped wildly for precious air, only to begin coughing as large gobs of saliva landed on her blouse. "PLEASE!" she screamed, "Please, at least turn the camera off! My fiance may be watching this." He slapped her again, and resumed his pummeling of her throat.

As I watched the spectacle unfold I noticed my own erection throbbing harder than it ever had before. I was raised to respect women and treat them with dignity. Even an hour ago, before this law was passed I would have never considered doing anything like what I was seeing here on t.v. A part of my heart was breaking with compassion for this poor girl, but something inside of me wanted to see her suffer more. I was honestly scared, as my heart raced. I wanted to turn the channel, or turn the t.v. off completely, but I felt glued to my seat. I watched her eyes, so full of sadness, and even though I was disgusted with myself, I had to keep watching.

The man had decided to hold her head down on his cock, deepthroating her so long that it looked like she may pass out at any moment. She began to look weak, as though she were lightheaded. Eventually he let her off and gave her time to catch her breath. The next time she spoke her demeanor had changed. "Please, just hurry up and cum on me so I can go home." And she opened her mouth willingly to invite the next round of thrusting. Soon the man began moaning loudly, and as he popped his cock free from her mouth, he shot stream after stream of cum onto her face and hair.

She quickly got up and walked off set, and I turned off the t.v. I wondered what I should do with these new abilities offered to me. I wondered if it would even be the right thing to use them. After a long night of wondering, I fell asleep.