Men Who Worship the Divine Feminine
Male inferiority is as old as the race. Weak and small, slavery was men’s inevitable lot. The concept of masculinity never evolved.
Whips are among the oldest surviving material culture. Women beat men. The inferior gender required harsh, brutal discipline. Early males were vicious in the manner of certain small dogs. Pain held them in check.
Even before biological knowledge, women had insight into the basics of human reproduction. They castrated the worst males. Hastening natural selection worked. Only ten generations passed before males became passive.
Occasional throwbacks appeared. Ill-tempered males were destroyed.
Too weak for heavy labor, males were useless. Were they not necessary for the birth of new women, the male gender would have been suppressed.
Useful tasks were eventually found for males. Men cleaned the home, cooked Mistresses’ food. As a source of ease and comfort, men found their destiny.
Women did not seek the worship of the inferior gender. Males could not but help adore their superiors.
Men begged permission to kiss female feet and footwear. Women enjoyed unmixed adulation. Groveling was encouraged.
The most obsequious men were chosen as perpetual worshipers. The blessed male crawled behind Mistress Owner. He kissed the floor, grass, mud where she stepped. When she paused, he licked her boots or shoes.
Among women the lifestyle worshipers licked and kissed all women’s boots. They gave attentive homage. Their tongues moved slowly, pressed firmly. No crevice was neglected.
Other men were silently jealous. It was impossible that women selected the wrong men. Women were perfect beings, flawless Goddesses. Reverence dominated male psyches. The Divine Feminine was celebrated in songs and silent prayers.
Men assumed women were immortal. That they ascended to an unthinkably superior form of existence. Men did not believe they had souls. There was no place for them in eternity.