Age of Slaves
Prologue
The world as you know it is dead. Humanity and Mutants alike were defenseless against the merciless wars and pandemics that raged like fires across the world. Europe and Africa were decimated, leaving the continents mostly inhabitable. Australia, a barren waste. Only North America and South America survived, cleaving together to survive and attempt to reconstruct.
The burned out cities trembled with life but the hearts of men have turned dark. Money is no longer the currency of the day, but the darker and more vicious sex trade. Women, and men alike, fear being taken and sold into captivity but there is a sweeter and dangerous delight.
Mutants.
Mutant flesh is the delicacy of the trade after the President of the Americas passed the M.S.S.T. Law (Mutant Sex Slave Trade) and condemned those who survived to the dungeons and pits of brothels.
There is one place that is richer than the rest, where the strongest Mutants are captured and debased. Topaz House, a grand and rambling Mansion in the heart of the Westchester County, formerly of New York, is the gem of the Continent. Vibration Bracelets, designed to mute Mutant powers, give the patrons a sense of power over their prey. This is the place where the rich come to play, to torture, to delight in the screams of their slaves.
The Majestrix of Topaz House is one of their own, her memories defiled and debased. She is no longer a woman of morals, they have been stripped clean. Along with her Consort, she is the judge and jury of the home and if a slave is found wanting the Majestrix will use her own powers to absorb a slave’s powers, memories and lifeforce; destroying them forever.
This is Earth-69. There is no dimension of the Multiverse that is this tainted. Enter the Age of Slaves.Coming Soon... Age of Slaves: Eye of the Storm