Femdom Authoritarianism
Vignettes, stories, flash fiction of Gynofascist and Matritopian Societies, sadistic female supremacists, and female authoritarian relationships. Erotica for a certain sensibility. Humorless fools unwelcome. By Richard Evans Lee aka Polyfetishist • Femdomocracy – any society, planet ruled by women. • Gynofascism – Femdom totalitarian government. Men are objects, chattels, slave. • Matritopia – Idealist female supremacist societies. There are many, surprisingly diverse Matritopian worlds. • Femdomly – a town when female supremacy is the law. • Femdomonomy – economic systems governed by Femdom. Male slavery is usually an important sector of the economy. Femdom slaver is a common job. • Femdomosophic Fragments – a collection of ancient and early modern texts on female supremacy and superiority. • Materfamilias Estates – hidden gated community for superior women and their male chattels.
Sissy Slave Husband Whipped by Mistress Wife
Femdom Frontal Flagellation
Once when her husband was out of town a friend talked her into going to a fetish party. She felt out-of-place. She wore only jeans and a t-shirt. Everyone wore so much leather and latex.
The feeling passed quickly. She was too self-assured to worry about clothing. Her attention began to focus on the slave men. Collared and leashed, most knelt or were on hands and knees at the feet of a dominatrix. Other scurried about fetching drinks and snacks for their Mistresses.
She pictured her husband at her feet. It made her tingle.
A ProDomme was giving a whipping demo in a corner. Seeing the newcomer's rapt attention the Mistress invited her to take a few licks. She balked, explaining she that never done anything like that. The Mistress could tell the young woman desperately wanted to try. She coaxed her.
Beating a slave left her more sexually aroused than she had been in years.
Her introduction to Femdom was thrilling.
It was confusing. These people were not evil. Everyone was having fun.
The two women left. She told her friend that whipping the man was better than sex with her husband. Her friend smiled. She had always pretended to be conventional. But her husband was her slave. She beat him as often as she wished.
For the next couple of months she talked to her Domme friend regularly. She was masturbating to scenes of her whipping men. Bored with the idea she refused to have sex with her husband.
She went to fetish parties and munches. Women let her whip their slaves. The more she hurt men the more she wanted to hurt them.
Some of the experienced Dommes told her they had passed through the same experience. Until she accepted her sadism, rejected vanilla married life she would be unhappy and frustrated.
What to do about her husband? File for divorce? What reason would she give?
Her friend suggested she try converting him. Make her husband her slave. The two worked out a plan.
One evening she called her husband into the bedroom. She was almost completely naked. He had gone without sex for over a month. Looked like he was about to get lucky.
His wife tossed him a pair of her panties. She told him to put them on. He was willing to do almost anything if his wife would go do bed with him. Stockings, heels and a wig followed. Looking in the mirror he felt ashamed.
Next, his wife wanted to play a bondage game. She promised that soon he would have the most exciting time of his life. He let his wife tie him up.
Once he was helpless, she left. Her Domme friend was in the spare bedroom. When two women entered, poor hubby thought this was going to be a threesome.
They grabbed him and led him to the basement door. He protested and fought. Hobbled by rope he was helpless.
The two women used more rope to tie him to a wooden post. The husband threatened. He ordered them to let him go. They would go to jail. His wife laughed. Telling him to quit whining like a sissy even if he was dressed as one.
Even as his wife picked up a whip, he could not believe she would use it.
The first biting, stinging lash convinced him that he wife had gone insane. Especially when he could tell how much she was enjoying seeing him flinch.
She had chosen frontal flagellation because she wanted to watch his face. She would enjoy every nuance of his surprise, chagrin and suffering.
His screams seemed were loud in the tiny basement room. He begged so prettily. Tired his wife sat down to rest. Her friend sat next to her. Before she realized what was happening they were making love. She was dominant and bisexual The whimpering scarred man watched the two women give each other orgasms. His wife screamed almost as loudly as he had.
The two women kept him in the basement for the weekend.
His wife called his office and said he would be taking some sick leave.
Dressed as a sissy he cooked and waited on the women. They never used his name. He was just "sissy."
His wife beat all defiance out of him that weekend. She broke him.
During the next few days, he learned about pegging. Since he wife forbade masturbation he has been afraid to touch his penis. He drinks only the two women's urine.
The other woman ordered her slave to come over. His obsequious obedience made he sissy husband feel even more helpless.
Now he wants to run away. For some reason he cannot. Lost and confused he accepts being his wife's sissy slave.
Will he break free? Or will he live forever as his wife's sissy slave?
Written by Richard Evans Lee, art by Bill Ward
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