F/m Trample Recreation & Discipline
No one knows when women first trampled men. In the oldest documents, the practice is treated as a normal treatment of men. The earliest material culture, depicts women standing on men, stomping and crushing them.
Women trampled men lightly for amusement. Standing over and walking across a male body captured the essence of the relationship between the superior and inferior genders.
Like billions of other Femdomocratic societies, women spanked and whipped men. Here, women also punished men with trampling.
A board was placed over a man’s body. Sometimes it was narrow and could only support one woman. Larger boards enabled group domination and discipline.
The women walked back and forth on the plank. Their motion pressed the man’s skin against his orgasm. His joints and muscles were distorted.
Trampling evolved into art. Women studied scrupulously. Full control made precision possible. Women would decide how and to what degree to hurt a man.
He could be made nauseous. His joints might ache for a week.
The most gifted Trample Mistresses induced fear of injury or death.
Trample was an effective deterrent of male misbehavior. Women also walked on men as a recreation.
Trample was and – still is – the most common form of execution.
A larger board is used in executions. More women can trample the man.
A male who has sinned so greatly that he must die cannot expect mercy. His death is more than justice. It is a lesson for other men.
The more egregious the man’s crime, the longer his execution. Men are required to watch executions. They are streamed to every home.
A single woman steps on the board. She may wriggle or dance. This is harmless. The man begins to panic. His terror is visible to the watching men.
More and more women stand on the platform. Eventually the man’s joints tear. There is no rush. The opposite, the women are intentionally dilatory.
On a planet of sadists, the justifiable torment unto death of a male is a thrilling spectacle for Mistress Owners. Males, not permitted to turn away, stare in horrified fascination. Every man vows to be a perfect servitor, mindful, obsequious, worshipful.
The man’s ribs crack.
Finally, the women jump up and down. He screams as they stomp the life from his body.
Executions are rare. The lesson potent and clear: obey, always obey.