Breeder, my science fiction romance-turned-series, began with a kernel of idea of women as sexual slaves. Real slaves. Not consensual ones as in a BDSM power-exchange relationship. In erotic fiction those relationships are portrayed as hot and erotic.
True slavery dehumanizes people. It’s ugly, brutal, and cruel.
From the kernel grew a vision of a militaristic, hierarchical misogynistic male-dominated society in which women are relegated to breeding. Women have such little worth that to consort with one for anything but procreation debases oneself. So men partner with other men. Except in this society, most males aren’t gay, they’re straight—and the dictates or “Protocol” of their society forces them to deny or hide their heterosexual natures.
At the top of the heap are Alphas, the ruthless rulers of the planet who enforce Protocol. Below them rank men of ordinary status called alphas, then lesser men called betas, and lastly breeders.
Out this backdrop, Alpha Commander Dak purchases a female from a Breeder Containment Facility with the intent of impregnating her and handing her off to his beta partner to do with as he will. Only Dak falls in love with Omra and begins to doubt everything he was taught.
The society of Parseon is a brutal, aggressive, violent one. But within it exists a purity that ugliness cannot taint. Readers readily identity Omra as innocent, but so is Dak. Everything he experiences with her happens for the first time.
By the end of Breeder, Parseon society has begun to crack. What happens to the planet will be told over the next two books: Terran (to be released May 6), and Warrior (in progress). In Breeder, I introduced Commander Marlix, a more villainous Alpha who opposes Dak’s leniency. But like Dak, Marlix has been forced to hide his essential personality, and he becomes the hero of Terran. After he rescues—kidnaps (potato/potahto)—an injured female, his belief system begins to unravel and his actions take the planet to the brink of civil war.
The Breeder series is an allegory that asks, what if the core beliefs that define us are false? How often do we even think to question what we’ve been taught about sexuality, religion, culture, politics, patriotism? Is what we believe really true? Or do we believe because we’ve brainwashed all our lives?