Mirror Shows Man’s Suffering
A man trapped in a cool room. Fear overheats his body. He sweats. Rapidly thumping, his heart threatens to burst into shreds.
A gag muffles screams. If only he could plead for mercy. Explain his captivity is an error. Surely they want another man. He is ordinary. Not a criminal. A boring guy. One who works and pays his bills. They must want another man.
His captor chose him. He is an ordinary guy. She makes men special when she makes them cry. A random choice, any man would suffice. Men are women’s playthings.
She often needs new toys. She breaks old ones.
The woman cannot imagine a day without hurting men. Male agony makes her happily horny. Nothing arouses her more than a man’s frantic spasmic writhing.
A few hours ago, he waited at a bus stop. A black van stopped. A minute later, laden with fresh prey it drove home.
He awoke naked and confined. She began his torment. Her patient cruelty is best satisfied when playthings last for months.
She relishes his confused desperation. Speech is unnecessary. Pain is pure communication. Nipple clamps are eloquent. The pain is a preface. Each day begins a new chapter of misery and suffering.
He faces a mirror. Psychological sadism. He will see new scars and fresh blood. Watch her stick pins in bruises. Observe himself cringe. Witness his ego die.
Hope will perish. Acceptance does not ease anguish. Sharper, deeper cruelties ensure he continues screaming.
He is not her only captive. Seeing other men’s torment will ruin his spirit. Worst, watch their death. Knowing his is inevitable.
Femdomosophy teaches that men are born to please women.
Originally posted 2017-10-26 08:40:32.