Masculinity Has No Value Here
Connie dated Frank for several months. Innately submissive he did as he was told. Frank never disputed Connie’s decisions. She chose the venue for dates: the movie, party, restaurant. Frank ate and drank only what Connie ordered for him.
She despised masculine independence.
When they met in private, she always hugged and kissed Frank. He dropped to his knees and thanked her.
“Thank you for honoring me with your attention.”
He gave each of her shoes a kiss. (Then gargled.)
To the public, they seemed an affectionate young couple. Connie’s style of dominance was not ostentatious. Frank was invariably polite. His deference, a natural extension of excellent manners.
Frank fell in love with Connie. When he confessed this, she smiled. Males were so impulsive. That was one reason women had to take men in hand and guide them.
Connie was honest. If she married, her husband would not always be the only male in her life. Monogamy was good for men. The superior gender required freedom.
Connie told Frank: Every man needed the authority a woman. She would monitor his behavior. Train him to make prudent choices. She would prioritize his life. Trivia would not distract him from his chores and responsibilities.
Women, having superior self-control, could enjoy complex relationships with multiple partners. No woman could be satisfied by one man. Penises were pathetic organs that were too quickly exhausted. Nor should she confine her lovers to a single gender.
Frank said he understood. He would never make demands. She would always be the senior member of any relationship with a man.
His ready acceptance of inferior status pleased Connie. She continued to spend time with him. Most men, she never dated more than a half dozen times.
Hardworking, thrifty and sensible, Frank had all the attributes desired in a slave husband. He knew female guidance would enable him to achieve his full potential.
He hungered for a life of service. Frank was devoid of false pride.
Increasingly, Connie felt that Frank would be an acceptable husband. He had no secret agendas. He wanted, no, needed servitude.
Frank had never been to her home. Connie owned a house in the Materfamilias Estates.
She would judge his reaction to the gated community where female domination was practiced openly.
Frank was shocked the moment they passed the gate. All the men were naked. Most wore collars and something metallic on their penises.
When Frank got out the car, Connie told him to strip. He could not enter her home if he were not nude. He blushed but obeyed.
She gave him a few minutes to recover. Only practiced Femdom shocks men who only know the vanilla world.
She told him that he must never speak unless addressed first. He should never look a woman in the eye. Here men were docile and servile.
Connie said she was going to take him to a Male Submission Counselor. The counselor would judge his fitness to be a woman’s slave. If she thought Frank had potential, she might agree to train him.
Madge was waiting for them. She sat at a desk in what was obviously a classroom.
Madge intimidated Frank. He felt she could see directly into his soul.
She questioned him. He answered honestly. Twice she petted his head and said “good boy.”
Eventually, she turned to Connie.
“Yes, I can work with him. He seems a natural slave.”
Frank face turned red. The women laughed.
Madge addressed Frank.
“Boy, bend over this chair. I am going to spank you with a paddle.”
Shaking, he obeyed.
Madge gave him a firm paddling. Since he was a virgin spankee, she moderated the blows. Each subsequent spanking would increase in painfulness.
She pulled a cane from the wall.
“Connie, you continue his corporal punishment. Spank him until I say to stop.”
The second spanking hurt worse. Frank tried to suppress his tears.
Madge admonished him, “Don’t show foolish price. Masculinity has no value here.”
Frank wept for a few minutes. Madge told Connie to stop.
Madge gave Frank three books to study. One was Femdomosophy: Female Supremacy. The second, a general history of women’s achievements. The third, a servant’s manual written for men living at the Materfamilias Estates.
She told Connie to bring him back the next day for a second lesson.
The course in servitude lasted a month. After his graduation spanking, Connie leashed him. She led him on hands and knees around the Materfamilias Estates. Frank trembled for a bit. His trust in his Owner enabled him to relax.
Connie married Frank. He lives on the Materfamilias Estates. He is a naked, humble and worshipful slave husband.
She often lends him to other women. His impeccable humble deportment makes him an ideal servant at parties and dinners.