Locked in a Humbler 24/7/365
Man belongs on his knees. He should live kneeling. The man who stands may come to believe the heresy of gender equality.
Mistress Owner read those words years before. They shape her dominance. Her males live on their knees. This is enforced by locking every servitor in a humbler. She adds chains for extra control.
No man wearing the genital bondage device can stand. For discipline, she shortens the chains. He cannot kneel upright.
This male has lived on his knees for years. Calluses cover his palms and knees. His knees ache continually. The Domme never palliates the inferior gender’s pains. No analgesics, NSAIDs, no balms. Suffering is the masculine destiny. Male anguish is women’s delight.
The male mops floors with a sponge. He sweeps with a whiskbroom. Simple chores require hours. Repetitive motions bring more pain.
When his progress is tardy, Mistress swats his scrotal sac. She laughs when he yelps.
Punishment hastens the male’s progress.
After sixteen hours of drudgery, he falls instantly asleep. His life is only labor. His dreams are of further drudgery. Some nights he repeatedly dreams of crawling and polishing the stairs. The most agonizing of his chores.
Before his morning meal, Mistress Owner orders him to the box. He crawls atop the heavy wood structure. Twenty hard lashes follow. She never neglects maintenance discipline.
He climbs down, crawls to her. His first act of cleaning is licking Mistress Owner’s shoes or boots.
The male’s life is simple. Two meals of slave slop, hours of work, two maintenance cane whippings, sleep.
His imagination is empty. His future is a blank. Tomorrow will be identical to yesterday. He is a dehumanized work object. Obedience, pain and labor are his lot. This is all his Mistress Owner wants from the inferior gender.
Originally posted 2017-02-04 06:01:48.