Two weeks of agony. He has been whipped, slapped, punched. Desperation makes him drink a woman’s hot urine directly from her body. Eat greasy tasteless food off the floor.

His sense of time died. Suffering seems to have gone on for months. An atheist, he is beginning to believe in Hell.

The helpless man has learned to keep silent. He awoke in chains. When he spoke, the woman punched him. Since the first day, he utters only moans and whimpers.

She whips him so often that he has lost count. She has trained him to grovel. Even if she has stepped in excrement, he licks clean the soles of her boot.

She no longer allows him to stand. He crawls

Sometimes he cries. She never reacts. Futile tears have left him desperate to please the woman.

She is implacable. Her face is masklike. Her eyes hint her pleasure in his pain.

Today she spoke. He learned his fate.

She will sell him. A woman will buy him. He will be her property.

Mistress Slaver admits she does not know his future. It does no matter. He has no choice to obey.

There will be no escape. His new owner lives where all men are women’s slaves.

The slaver leaves. She returns with another woman.

The man’s terror deepens. He had once promised to marry her. He never showed up for the wedding.

She had felt such shame. Her parents had spent a small fortune on the wedding.

Embarrassed, angry, she wanted revenge. She wanted to murder him.

Her rage never faded. She learned to not think of it. There was nothing she could do.

Her feelings about men changed. She felt only contempt for men. For a time, she worked as a ProDomme. She learned of the Femdomonomic subculture.

She moved to an isolated community. Now she knew how to get even with her ex-fiancé.

She hired the most ruthless slaver she knew of. She had planned to immediately take possession of her new chattel.

She decided to let the slaver break him. He would feel life could not get worse. Then she would take him to her dungeon.

He will wait on her every whim. Daily humiliation and pain will be his lot.

Her friends will aid in his degradation. A seemingly endless series of women will spit on him. Strange women will laugh at his suffering.

He will star in dungeon parties. Women will join to make him suffer.