The Supreme Sadistic Slaver
She calls herself The Supreme. No women kidnaps, trains and sells more men into slavery.
Her motivation is not merely money. Subverting masculine egotism is her chief pleasure in life.
Only rarely does she abduct ordinary men. She prefers to snatch successful, egotistical men. These males begin trying to bribe themselves to freedom. Such behavior only makes The Supreme more eager to degrade them.
Oddly, she also takes lonely, poor decent men and gives them to soft Mistresses seeking servitors. Their slavery is kinder than the futile freedom they lose.
The Supreme has as many as a dozen males in the dungeon. Often the first sound a newly kidnapped man hears is another man’s scream. The unmistakable slap of a whip follows pleas for mercy. Some men weep before touched.
Men discover they are not brave. Even if they are, nothing stops The Supreme’s whips, nipple clamps, thumbscrews and hot pokers. Sometimes her sadism cuts into profit. Money could not buy greater pleasure.
Men tremble in her presence. She has only to gesture and a man begins licking the floor.
Slaves have no urinal. They piss on the floor. Then suck it in.
No matter how much other men’s genitals disgust him, a man learns how to satisfy other men. Penetration shames them, wrecks their egos. The Supreme often abducts homophobes.
Anxious to obey women’s commands, shorn of self-respect, the men undergo a week’s relaxation before going to the auction service. This is not mercy. She cannot sell a man until his trembling stops.
She is the embodiment of female supremacy. Men never lose their fear and awe of The Supreme.
There will always be nights when sleep is interrupted by the memory of her laughter.