Male Torment Machine
The Misandrist Club’s membership is limited to female supremacists who are among the most sadistic women alive. As the name implies, the women despise men.
For them, males are not merely inferior. Maleness is disgusting. Men must be punished for the sin of being male.
The Misandrist Club’s has members in every nation. There is probably a secret clubhouse near you. No man should be rude to a woman. Rudeness is unethical. It may also be a man’s doom. Members revenge impertinence.
They need new men. All men are unworthy. The most despicable vanish. They become playthings of women who pursue cruelty as an art. Some members would say science. They mean essentially the same thing: rigorously causing the most intense pain for the longest time.
The picture shows three members of a local club that owns what had been a long-deserted mansion. Most rooms contain a means of torment. In the large rooms, men feel small, impotent. The women hurt both psyche and body.
Gears, wheels, pulleys and cables form a mechanism for binding and manipulating male bodies. Suspension bondage, his body held aloft, he has no hope of escape.
The women bend and twist his limbs. The effect feels akin to a rack. His joints, seemingly his bones, ache.
For his torments, this is a social occasion. They chat among themselves. But never to him. His pleas seem to go unheard. He is a nonperson. Being ignored worsens fear.
Each woman enjoys a turn, toying with their prisoner. Commonly women enjoy fifteen minutes of cruelty, then make way for another woman. The cycle repeats for hours.
It is one day of many. Each session introduces the male to new forms of suffering.
Cabinets and closets were altered. They serve as cells and cages. When not in use, men are sealed within.
Members of The Misandrist Club are busy. The number of males on hand varies. An individual man may spend days or weeks eating slave slop in dark isolation.
They take care to not boost missing persons statistics. Prudence requires the women extend the men’s lives.