[M4F] Some of those who wander, are lost. The libertarian's journey to destroy the book of perfect law, before he succumbs to its seductive promises of big titty dommy mommy communist utopia.

"Three books for the secret kings under the sky"
"Seven for the clergical minds with their soothing words"
"Nine for the nature knowing under the cause of a die"
"One for the Marx with his communist herds"
"In the land of bureaucracy where laws lie"
"One book to rule them all, One book to find them, One book to bring them all and in the communism bind them"
"In the land of bureaucracy where laws lie"

I was a simple man, ordinary; I would even call myself. I enjoyed the great outdoors and the treasures one could find in the world and the value one could add under the sweat of his brow. The most beautiful thing I knew was that one source of all that was just, the free market; where goods and services were exchanged. The ultimate end point of which was to maximize utility for the greatest number of people.

In this world however, there were plenty of opponents to these perfect ideas. The state-apparatus being the collective name given to this hamperer of human well-being. The aggressive treading exhibited by it had lead me to the place where I lived for the moment, in a small rural cabin at the foot of a tall mountain. My reclusive life suited me, as it allowed for as little interaction with that mountain of regulatory red tape as possible. However, fate would soon see to it that I would leave this peaceful existence.

It was in a small creak next to my humble abode, one which had been carved out by a river that came from the snow covered mountaintops. I swam in the river that fateful day, diving under the surface for no real reason at all, when I found a strange book between the algae-covered rocks along the bottom. Curiosity drew me to it and I soon pulled out what I assumed to be a severely tattered old book.

Once I got to shore however, I found that the hardcover and the numerous fragile looking pages were intact, dry almost instantly and seemingly unscathed from its time underwater. Something which only made me wonder even more what this tome I had found might be. So I brought it inside of my cabin, standing by itself on my most beloved, private property.

Once I had the pages in front of me to peruse through and started doing just so, the questions just kept building in my mind. The first couple of pages had nothing but dense and dark lines, rows and rows of them. It wasn't until several blades of paper had been turned in front of my nose that the lines of inc expanded into text, recognizable as containing letters, but not yet legible.

Impatient, and dour by the fact that I couldn't read the first parts of the book, I flipped through the pages until the inc came to a sudden stop. It was a point where a sentence had been started, but not properly concluded. It started with a clause-symbol with a few words scrawled with a variety of different intervals separating them, "§Semen value greatest"

I was annoyed at the incompleteness of this final sentence and decided as the new master of this proverbial stick which now had been brought onto my property, I was free to do as I wanted with it and I chose to complete the sentence sitting in front of me. As such "§Semen, created by human males, is the one material which is valued the greatest by humanity as a whole, it is consumed, used as currency when it is fresh and is tirelessly sought after by those without a means to create their own."

As my pen left the paper in front of me, the text glowed dimly for a few seconds before its natural appearance resumed. The happening troubled me, I had no knowledge of what had happened and it just didn't sit right with me. It was only now that I noticed the words jotted down in the margins, sentences which could only be described as the mind-scrawl of a madman, "with this, my precious, utopia will be achieved. There's nothing to lose, but chains. My precious, my dear; dear precious."

I took a long look around me, wondering just how to answer the multitude of questions. eventually my eyes happened upon a book of the highest echelon as far as quality was concerned. The detailed treatise on economics 'human action' I wished that the author would guide me through the strangeness which was occurring in front of me. So in a spur of the moment, I jotted something additional down in the tome before me, "§Seconds after this clause is written, the chemicals in my body will conspire to make me hallucinate Ludwig Von Mises emanating from the book which he has written. He will tell me what I need to know about the book before me, along with any other words of wisdom which he might think that I need."

"Do not take me as a conjurer of cheap retotricks!" Ludwig roared after I had stared at his newly apparated form for far too long. Only when he knew my attention was where it ought to be did he fill me in on the book I had just written in, "what is before you is the source of evil in the world. It is the book of perfect law, what you write in it will become law of the world, with the two caveats that there's a wait period for clauses if the last clause achieved a change of great magnitude. The second one is that each written clause will bend and corrupt your mind irreversibly towards what is most evil in the world, communism. The only right thing to do with this book is to destroy it, which can only be done in the shredder of mount state."

I listened to the words spoken to me by the great economist and took them to heart. I was determined to do as Ludwig had asked and shred the strange book in the shredder found in mount state. Yet, I didn't know if I could give up its use for the long journey ahead. Perhaps it was the corruption setting in, but the book was firmly planted in my mind as a tool. As such I waited for a week before starting my journey, making sure that there was no waiting left to be done for its use.

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Hi there, password is your favorite shade of blue and thank you for making it this far! So basically what I was going for was a modern day lord of the rings parody, where a libertarian has to take a powerful book to the one place that it can be destroyed, lest he inadvertently stumble towards an oversexualized authoritarian communist state. I did have a few ideas where it could go, mostly involving femdom, since a man is holding the book, so he's going to make a state where he gets a lot of overt sexual attention.

I think we can discuss how to play this, will you be a Samwise type character or a GM? There're definitely a lot of questions up in the air, so don't be afraid to ask. Hope to see you soon!

Kinks: femdom, lactation, excessive semen, bondage, lingerie, heels, pet play, dommy mommy, wardrobe control, toys, milking, pubic hair, transformation, humiliation, chastity, masturbation, edging, begging, spanking.

Limits: vomit, scat, gore, vore, sounding, underage.