In a nutshell
Mona lives in a feudal world set a thousand of years in our future. She lives in a culture without a central power or government. Instead, her community comprises loosely linked estates, commonly called houses, each named after the owner of their estate. Residents who live on the estate refer to the owner as ‘Master’. Loosely tying the estates together, is Club Lothario. The club acts as a central meeting-house, civic center, and relaxed governing body. The club acts to ensure that each house meets their quota to the community.
Their culture evolved to deal with a near extinction event more than a millennium in the past. Cultural roots go back to a time when gene manipulation of the food-producing animals and plants was common place. Pursuing larger profits, mistakes allowed aggressive genome manipulation to run out of control.
Unsurprisingly, the plague nearly wiped out all life on Earth.
The ‘Purge Plague,’ as it became known, caused the extinction of nearly every insect, animal, and edible plant life. It left the planet devoid of all sources of consumable protein. As the plague ran on over the century, the world started dying.
Humans were about to follow suit.
Through extraordinary and expensive measures, scientists at the time halted the extinction of the human species. In one massive, last-ditch effort of gene manipulation, humanity survived by accepting a repulsive alternative.
Despite halting the extinction, the stigma of genetic manipulation survived. Over time, gene splicing was abhorrent to the population. It didn’t take long before they banned all gene manipulation all around the world.
As with all actions, there are consequences. The most significant outcome was, for humans to survive, they learned to consume the only source of protein available … themselves.
Following the ‘Purge Plague’ and over hundreds of years, societal rules changed to accommodate the new reality. War, religion, and social injustices fell by the wayside. Gone also was the concept of money, love, marriage, and monogamy. In Mona’s contemporary time, they have no comprehension of these concepts. Survival of the species became paramount.
The last-ditch effort to save humanity caused other consequences and society continued to adapt. People perished by the billions. Genetic changes within females caused them to become acutely submissive to males while males suffered extraordinarily high mortality rates.
Within two generations, population disparities between men and women became utterly unbalanced. Within a century, only one male in 10,000 survived to adulthood, leaving about 66 men for every million women.
A system arose to regulate and deal with progeny and food supply to compensate for the disparity. Live births surviving to maturity The community categorized live births surviving to maturity and graded them for the quality of their meat. Meat that one day will feed their community. An elaborate system developed to secure equitable conversion processing among everyone. Out of necessity, progeny remained unnamed until maturity and bound to a house.
With the imbalance between men to women, the society accommodated the shift by distributing a single male and master per estate.
The New Reality in Her Culture
The Master became ‘the dominant and the deciding authority’ in all things related to their house. Numbering in the hundreds, the rest of the residents were women. While women could rise to become the Master of a house, admittedly, this was an infrequent event, rarely seen in a century. Otherwise, women submitted to the needs of their house and their Master.
Women are genetically born to be naturally submissive to their Masters. It’s in their genes. Membership of a house brings residents security and protection at the expense of becoming the property of the house.
Residents are bound to the house and serve the needs of the house. Everyone is traded, transferred, and converted as determined by the community. Males are not immune to this practice either. They too are bound to their estates and routinely submit themselves to conversion when their usefulness to the house and community ends.
Society charges Masters with the care, feeding, and nurturing of everyone within their house. They must take care of basic necessities. They must give them an opportunity to grow as a person and rise above their eventual fate. Take Mona for example. As revealed in Book 1, she is already holding a senior rank within her house. She is a Senior Lead Investigator within her Master’s security business. She has a private office and staff to support her. Throughout the series, she grows and matures, and in Book 3, ‘Lucky Bitch’ becomes the Master of her own house.
The primary responsibility within a house is the birthing new members. The sex of the offspring is less critical as the need to keep up with live births. Birthing a male child is a rare event, inducing time for caution and celebration. Hopefully, it will survive to maturity though the odds are significantly against it.
They encourage men to have sex with as many fertile women within their house to minimize inbreeding. Frequent community celebrations encourage diverse carnal liaisons among attendees to further diminish inbreeding. Mona, as Master of her own house, has a problem with this responsibility. However, she has a plan.
Out of responsibility rather than desire, men also make monthly rounds of the breeding centers, naturally depositing their seed in ovulating women, impregnating as many as possible. Over time, males tire of this arduous duty and can fall behind in their duties. However, few fail to perform their function for fear of increasing the probability of their conversion.
With hundreds of female submissive’s within each house, women serve in roles best suited for their talents. Outside of delivering offspring, they maintain the house, care for offspring, work the slaughterhouse and prepare the meals. They serve as maids and valets, greeters, and wait staff, landscapers, drivers, and trainers. They serve their Master and house guests, satisfying both sexual and nutritional needs as necessary.
Many are also playmates to their masters, be it in bed or the play space, each serves and submits, each according to their talents. From birth to maturity, regardless of sex, everyone trains on attitudes and techniques in pleasuring sexual partners. By the time they attach themselves to a house, members have the training to attend to required duties.
Take Mona for example. She is an extreme masochist. As a pain slut, she relishes torment delivered by the hands of her Master, her body building to climax and orgasm. It’s a good pain that her body desires and demands. which transforms into pleasure. Submitting to Master Charles is an event she eagerly looks forward to and deeply misses when withheld. The same eagerness lives in each of the submissive women, though their desires may differ from one to another.
Unfortunately, attachment to a house is not a foregone conclusion. Assuming they survive to puberty, they subject offspring to a battery of education and testing. Despite excelling in their training, if they don’t get selected to a house, their usefulness diminishes. Without the security of a house, conversion is usually the next step in their journey. They waste nothing, and their contribution to society is complete.
Mona’s culture may seem like a utopia. I mean, what’s not to like? Everyone has access to unlimited sex, unlimited partners, and endless pleasure. It completely satisfies your wants and needs. You wake up in the morning, alone or with company sharing your bed, picking up from where you left off last night.
At breakfast, some lovely naked wait staff serves you, delivering food and drink right to the table. Man or a woman, it doesn’t matter; they attend to you.
What’s not to like?
After breakfast, you do your chores, whether cutting the grass, preparing the next meal of the day, or attending to and serving your household members. The workload is pretty easy.
You spend quality time in the playroom and get fucked regularly. You have a roof over your head and three squares a day. What’s not to like?
What’s not to like?
Within Mona’s culture, what’s not to like? Except that thing about feeding upon one another with your bodies to survive. That’s a bummer. Don’t you think?
What if you knew and accepted from birth that one day, you would feed your companions, just as you are feeding upon them now? Does it then become an acceptable and moral practice? Maybe.
What if by converting and feeding your companions, you knew that you would live forever? What then?
Honey, the title character of Book 1, believes she will. She firmly believes she will live on in Mona and the rest of her family. By living in them, she will have the power to help them successfully navigate through their trials. Besides, she loves them. This way, she will bond forever to them.
If you knew that without doubt, you would live forever, just by others consuming your meat, would you? I think I might.