Men Exist to Serve Women
Do not trouble yourself with masculine inferiority. Use men as you wish. From the beginning, it was ordained that males would live in servitude.
Mistress Marsha goes for long walks every morning. She lives on the edge of a small town. For about two hours she wanders through forest and field. She takes pleasure in flora that she does not in people.
Before leaving, she locks her male to the punishment horse. This is not punishment. Though, if asked, she might say she is punishing him for the crime of maleness.
Forcing him to sit on the punishment horse is maintenance torment. Aching perineum, back and legs remind him that he is a woman’s chattel. He exists to serve.
He chose this life. He could not hide from the truth. He did not deserve freedom.
During the first part of her walk, Mistress Marsha thinks of some of her favorite writings in the Femdomosophic Fragments. She glories in her womanhood.
Sometimes she wonders why the Goddess created the garbage gender. She knows the answer. Men exist to ease the lives of their superiors.
Her mind turns to practical matters. What she will order slave to cook. Which chores to assign. Two hours on the punishment horse are debilitating. Even walking will be painful and awkward. Pain does not justify fumbling. Mistress Marsha is quick to chastise. Her cane is always near.
Walking home, she sketches out the night’s play session. She always beats him first. Red strips and blushing buttocks are reassuring sights. She thinks of all the options: CBT, nipple torment, harsh bondage. She is an inventive sadist.
Once home, her bladder is full. Slave is a handy urinal.
In the kitchen, he cooks Mistress Owner’s breakfast. She is always hungry after her walk. Later she will pour slave slop in a bowl.
Originally posted 2017-02-26 21:09:11.