Male Servitor’s Continual Torment
In Femdomocratic cultures, male pain slaves are commonplace. Sensitive men who have stamina are sought by sadistic women. A male’s sensitivity intensifies his suffering. His endurance keeps him alert and awake through succeeding torments.
Pain slaves are assumed to serve only in Mistress Owners dungeons. Their only role in women’s lives are to tremble and scream.
A man’s agony is limited to his Mistress Owner’s playtime. The hours between dungeon sessions are empty and lonely. She acknowledges his existence only by making him suffer.
Another species of pain slave exists. He may never be locked in a dungeon. He is a servitor. Always in Mistress Owner’s presence, he is attendant and amusement.
She torments him randomly. Continually near, he is a perpetual target. She slaps him in the face. Not to punish. Just for pleasure. His pained surprise is funny.
She often whips him. Her riding crop or cane cuts his skin. Occasionally the brutal intensity draws blood.
His joints and muscles ache. She trips him a few times every week. Her slave’s pain is hilarious.
Her sharpest heels are an ill omen. She will trample him. The heels pierce his flesh, blood flows.
One vicious act often prompts additional cruelties.
Any moment she may yank his hair. Punch him in the nose. Stomp on his feet. Insert a spiked dildo into his anus.
Fears begin the moment he serves her morning coffee. Worry lasts until she goes to sleep. Every minute is uncertain. The anguish of anticipation is as painful as her kicks.
His only hope is for Mistress Owner to grow bored with him. Then she may return him to the slave dealer and buy a replacement.
Dungeon slaves enjoy hours, days of peace. This type of pain slave does not have a moment’s respite.
His slavery is total. He is an object. His role is to whimper.
When Mistress Owner sees him hobble, she feels no pity. His injuries are sources of joy.