He Worships Female Cruelty
Slave crawls behind Mistress Owner. When her boot leaves the ground, he kisses the place it had touched.
Mistress Emma sometimes forgets his presence, that he exists. Those times he goes unfed. His dry tongue scrapes against tile, stone, dirt and mud; its surface cracks from dryness.
Slave crawls and worships. He rests only when Mistress Owner is idle. She rarely takes long naps. If slave sleeps, she kicks and stomps on him. Brutality replaces love and affection in his life.
She enjoys slave the most when his hatred of pain and craving for her cruelty threaten to crack his mind. His confusion always makes her laugh.
She whips him every day. Often more than once. His red terrified eyes reflect her power. The power of a woman not bound by false consciousness or social norms. One who glories in the power of her sex.
Welts, cut into welts, damaged skin aches as he moves. Comfort is a rarity; pleasure unknown. Mistress’ whims and cruelties shape, color, control his life.
His personal ad said:
Man knows he is garbage. Need to live as the inferior creature he is. Begs to serve a sadist. Become her whipping post. The object of her cruelest words. Experience his vileness. To pass every day in humiliation and degradation. Gives himself to a woman who will enjoy his misery. Make him suffer unimaginable torments. No mercy. No turning back. No escape.
Mistress Emma wondered if he were sincere. Once the irrevocable TPE contract it was signed his sincerity became irrelevant. Instantly he ceased being a man, became a thing.
She owns him. Only death can cancel the contract. Mistress Emma grows bored with him. His life will again change.
She evaluates a new worship slave. He has the same drive to self-abnegation. The hunger to live groveling at a woman’s feet.
Her current slave will move to the dungeon. No longer crawling behind her, he will feel lost. The despair of uselessness, knowing himself superseded.
But she will still use him. Puncture, lacerate, scrape his skin. Powders and ointments will leave him begging her to chop off his penis.
He will wail and scream, terrifying the new slave.
Even then she will occasionally visit this slave. Go to the dark corner where he lies chained. Let him lick scum and filth from her boots. Degraded worship will be all that sustains him. He will be grateful.
Eventually the new man will become an unwanted slave. Live confined in blackness. Fearing, needing Mistress Emma’s measureless malice.
The most worthless men have value to the cruelest women.