Male Breeding Stock
The Femdomosophic Fragments are infamously ambiguous on the topic. Few themes are so controversial between Female Supremacist intellectuals and policy makers. No Gynarchic or matriarchal society can ignore the issue.
How should male creatures be bred and raised?
Women still give birth to men in some Femdomocratic civilizations. Others produce their male populations in laboratories and factories.
Femdomocratic worlds where women raise male children at home exist. They are rare. More common is sending a male to an institution at the end of infancy.
Some men go to special schools that train the inferior gender for lives of servitude. Many spend their youth and perhaps entire lives in Maletoriums. Decades working at the same task and sleeping in the same bunk.
As always, a blessed minority becomes property of Mistress Owners. The happiest males pass their lives scrubbing toilets, moping floors, and cooking meals (they are forbidden to taste) for Mistress Owners.
On this world young males go to the Island of Inferiors. More properly a small continent, almost a separate nation.
Men rule men. Not that males without women can form a government. They gather in small tribes. Strong men dominate weaker males.
They live to fight. Beating and killing each other is the only lifestyle they can understand. And – since there are no women – raping one another. Life if bloody, hellish and brief.
The Femdomosophic Fragments predate the word ‘eugenics.’ But eugenic breeding is common to almost all Gynofascist cultures. Racism does not exist under Femdomocracy. The evils done in the name of eugenics on masculine worlds cannot happen.
The Island of Inferiors exists to create mates for women. A ‘Social Darwinian’ breeding program designed to foster physical strength, speed and general athletic ability.
Women choose mates from among the triumphant males.
These men know nothing of womankind. Women are rumors. Heterosexuality a legend.
Until a man wakes bound in chains at the mercy of a woman.
A savage man’s only thought is to escape and attack.
Enraged by collars and cuffs he yanks at his bonds without effect. He writhes and screams.
A stinging lash interrupts his futile struggles. His new Mistress Owner begins his introduction to female authority.
Her whip draws blood. At first the pain seems an insult. His helplessness rage gives way to fear. Strength cannot free him. This strange small being holds him prisoner.
She cuts and slices skin for hours, never slowing nor pausing. Finally, the man weeps. Tears are new and frightening. He worries that water flowing from his eyes is a prelude to sickness.
A warrior’s bravery fades. He is an animal in a trap: at the mercy of his captor.
She picks up a candy bar. Breaks off a corner. Presses the chocolate chunk against his lips. Initially he refuses. The taste of sugar breaks his resistance. He swallows.
Sweetness thrills him. Lifts his mood. Thrusting his head forward, the man tries to bite.
Mistress Owner yanks the treat away. A second round of lashes follows.
She spends hours with him daily. Torture alternates with food and water. Bits of chocolate candy become his fixation.
Though ignorant of women pheromones trigger instinctive desire. Naïve lust becomes worship.
She is the source of pain, pleasure, and fills him with an overwhelming desire. A seemingly unstoppable force has been conquered by a woman.
She is the center of the universe. She is a Goddess. He must please her. Not only to win a reward. Because she is his superior.
Then she introduces sex. His first orgasm with a woman is life changing. The ability to cause, modify and forbid sexual pleasure increases her power over him.
His macho ego, aggressiveness die. He lives only to please Mistress Owner.
Masculinity is never a match for the Divine Feminine. Any male who clearly sees the superiority and majesty of womankind will gladly adopt of life servitude and slavery.