Kidnapped & Enslaved
The young man thought he had picked up a beautiful girl for a night of sex. He did not know that she had selected him. There would be no sex. He might not, have sex again.
The young woman was a slaver.
Once at his apartment a few punches and kicks dropped him to the floor. She continued to kick him until he passed out.
Like many before him, the youth awoke in a cage.
The room is empty. Himself naked but for a metal device around his penis.
He had seen dominatrix pin-ups. But he was ignorant of Femdom. Soon he would learn of the worldwide Femdomonomic underground.
A simple male, his training would be swift. The slaver would starve him. He would become so desperate for something to drink that he gladly began to serve as her urinal.
Repeatedly, she would whip him. To keep herself free of boredom, she would rotate among whips, belts, paddles and specialty canes.
Tamed with fear and pain, his will would vanish.
Learning protocol, he would begin to speak as an inferior creature. A male existing only to praise, worship and serve women.
Like many men before him and far more after, he would be sold to a Mistress. She might only want a servitor. Or he may be her latest pain toy. He no longer made choices and decisions. He obeyed or suffered.
Mistress Slave would quickly forget him. The Femdomonomic underground had a continuous need of male slaves.
Tonight she will go to a bar or night club. Another man will lose his freedom.
You wish it were you.