Destroying Masculine Self-esteem
Dried blood, scars and bruises cover the man’s body. Twice weekly Mistress Owner hoses the slave down to minimize the male stench.
A common sight in this Gynofascist culture. Men wear only dried blood, stale sweat and chastity tubes. Only humans (women) wear clothing.
Women feel as if they are born holding whips. Beasts (men) are creatures best ruled with pain.
Mistress Owners practice the Femdomosophic principle of: permanent discipline. Lashes accompany orders. Suffering is part of every interaction between women and male slaves.
Physical pain is only one component of permanent discipline.
Kind words are not for inferiors.
Women berate men. They curse and mock the lesser gender. Men wake to a stream of vicious obscenities. Mistress Owners crush men’s hearts throughout the day with reminders of masculine worthlessness.
Slave men fall asleep to the sound of hateful laughter. Male egos crumble under perpetual verbal abuse. Men despise themselves.
Physical degradation leaves men incapable of self-respect. Nothing cuts a man’s heart more sharply than Mistress Owner’s spit. There is no more hurtful form of contempt. Men inured to whips still weep when spat upon.
Observe the serene happiness of the Mistress Owner in the picture. She has only just begun shredding this man’s self-esteem.
He fears her. Trembles. He fawns and prays. Struggles to soften her cruelty. Poor fool. His desperation amuses her. She smiles; he has yet to fully discern the coming years of agony and shame.
She orders him to clean the dirty basement.
Under her lash, the slave eats a spider’s web. Swallows even the embedded dead insects.
He will clean the floor with lips and tongue. Mistress Owner pisses on the floor. Her urine will keep his tongue lubricated.
She watches him lick and suck filth from the floor. She believes the Divine Feminine created men to perform degrading labor.
Mistress Owner leaves him to the task. She will return to find the room immaculate. Then punish him for not doing a better job. Men never deserve praise.
There is no reward for obedience. No escape from pain.
This is a world built on masculine misery. Anguish forces men to repent their maleness.