Belief in a Mother Goddess, who endowed women with superiority, destined them for supremacy is common to many Gynosupremacists.
In time this is recognized as myth. Many atheist Gynosupremacists preserve religious rituals, seeing them as crucial elements of the social fabric.
One virtue of womankind is that differences of theology prompt no animus. Women are diverse. The lesser gender is bound by narrow thoughts and invariable emotions. Women inculcate beliefs proper to their inadequate mentalities.
If the men of this planet were ever free, treated as equals, there is no surviving material culture from that hypothetical era. Men have always been weaker. An adult male is barely half the size of an Amazonian Gynosupremacist.
The oldest surviving objects are bundles of switches. For thousands of years’ women have used them to punishment. Surviving vases depict women disciplining men. Weeping men was a frequent motif of ancient art.
Men have always been spanked. Women have always enjoyed making men cry.
Since the era of Gynosupremacist city states, punishment of the male has been public and communal. Temples were always open. Continually, women spank their inferior chattels.
Women watch women discipline men. A unique sense of sisterhood binds them. Temple spankings are rarely punitive. Spankings remind men. They exist to serve, obey and worship. Masculine opinions are irrelevant.
A wayward man is punished instantly. At home, in the street, his Mistress Owner’s whip strikes. Stripes and welts mark him. He is despised, even by other men. Welts fade, lesson learned, he does not offend again.
On the annual day celebrating the Mother Goddess, the Gynosupremacists spank every man. Temples cannot accommodate the crowds.
Mobile spanking platforms line the streets. In cities, the sound of thousands of women punishing men is like thunder. Men tremble. Women’s shouts add to the sound.
Later, all but serving men are locked in basements and closets. Women drink, dance and sing, celebrating their lives as powerful, superior women.