Sissy Slave Archives — Page 3 of 10 — Femdomonomy
Sissy Bondage & Discipline
Swiss Jim
Mistress Owner tolerates no sissy misbehavior. It is her conviction that sissy slaves’ submission includes mind, heart and action.
Sissies are servants. Obedience must be instantaneous. The slave never quibbles with Mistress Owner. Misunderstanding an order is a defect of servitude.
Mistress Owner judges a sissy’s heart by the look of the slave’s eyes. The slave’s face must always reflect humility. The alternative expression is fear.
Mistress Owner does not whip sissies. She knows that many are pain junkies. True punishment causes suffering beyond masochism. That is why she constructed this special punishment device.
The sissy kneels on two sharp edges that cut into the flesh of the slave’s legs. Movement increases torment.
Rope binds the sissy’s hands and arms preventing them for ameliorating discomfort.
A special collar, muzzle is locked around the sissy’s head. Mistress Owner adjusts the device. Each movement of the levers bends the sissy’s neck. Agony is tremendous. The metal muzzle muffles the slave’s moans.
A half hour in the punishment device ensures that if the sissy’s eyes do not reflect worship, Mistress Owner will at least see fear.
Forced Feminization, Enslavement of Arrogant Men
Sissifying Macho Men
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Breaking the masculine ego is as much an organic part of Femdomonomy as spanking men.
Forced sissification emasculates men. Unless the man has an unconfessed craving to be feminized. Then unknowingly a Mistress serves the male’s needs. Disgusting and unacceptable.
The slaver team in the picture only sissifies macho men. Nothing more capably corrodes their self-esteem. Wearing stockings and heels shames the arrogant brutes. Apply lipstick, they burst into tears.
The slavers prefer to kidnap and enslave hypermasculine men. These men abuse freedom. A social blight and women’s enemies, the world improves when such a man becomes a sissymaid.
The slavers delight in the most inferior men’s degradation. What could be more Femdomonomic than turning the tables on bad men?
Hypermasculine men live everywhere. Bluster and homophobia identify them.
One of the women easily seduces self-imagined studs.
Male response to waking in chains or a cage is so common as to verge on ritual. They threaten their captors. As if loudness could overcome their helplessness. They try to bargain for freedom. Lastly, the men beg. There is no better way to begin slave training than begging.
Feminization begins with high heel shoes. Newly enslaved men must wear them at all time. Now they learn about women’s discomfort. At first the men often trip and fall. The slavers giggle. Women’s laughter intensifies shame.
Men learn to paint fingernails. To put on hosiery. To apply lipstick. They loathe each act but fear punishment.
Sissification is not enough.
Led by leashes, men crawl on hands and knees. Eat from bowls. They are animals. Less than women. Less than other men.
Slavers spank men several times daily. At least one corporal punishment session focuses on male genitalia.
Strap-dildo sessions destroy the last residue of masculine ego.
The slavers pummel the men’s throats.
Having often talked of anal sex, they finally experience it. Feeling disgraced the men cannot look the slavers in the eye.
Male pride washed away, each man becomes the permanent property of a Mistress Owner. She has the power of life and death over her chattels.
Soon the slavers go in search of new men. Training and selling them is a big part of the Femdom economy.
Slave’s Force Feminization: Artificial Breasts Torment
Domme Torments Sissy’s Breasts
Mistress O became a professional Femdom slaver for a single reason. To always have inexperienced men to torment. A perk of the profession. Few slavers feel her singleness of purpose. She treasures male suffering more than money.
She specializes. Mistress O force feminizes men. No slaver is so thorough or provides such a complete product.
She perfected a swift method of electrolysis. It causes intense pain. Tight straps that almost cut off circulation hold subjects to a metal frame. Gags block shrieks and screams.
After an electrolysis session, Mistress O whips the aching male. She never neglects the recently depilated skin.
The suppressed spasms during treatment leave men’s muscles aching.
Residual pain prevents sleep. Locked in small cages, agonized men weep until fainting from exhaustion. Tormented by lurid, violent dreams, sleep provides no peace.
Seemingly endless anguish instills fear. Mistress O’s slaves become obsequious, self-abasing maidservants.
Phase two of feminization: surgical creation of large artificial breasts.
Mistress O wishes the surgeon could operate without anesthetic. But the slave would either die or go insane.
She locks the new sissy slave in a chastity device. Sissified servitors live without pleasure.
Mistress O amuses herself with various anal humiliations and torments. Her big strap-on dildo brings fresh screams.
She plays games with the sissy’s new breasts. Nipple clamps locked to chains make movement painful. Moving in response to pain only causes more suffering.
Lastly, she puts sissy’s breasts between rollers. Slowly she tightens them. The slave fears his body will burst.
Bored with her toy, Mistress O puts sissy up for auction. Her sissy slaves sell quickly. The Mistress Owner immediately picks up her new maidservant.
Mistress O forgets the creature. Her mind is already focusing on the next male.
She will make a round of bars. Men will buy her drinks and make passes. One will wake in a cage. Scream as the slaver burns away hair follicles.
The process begins again. Mistress O never tires of enslaving and feminizing the inferior gender.
Sissies Work as Sex Slaves in Brothels
Feminized Sex Slaves
Most force feminized slave men become maidservants in the home of a Mistress Owner. They do many boring tasks. The sissy slave’s only purpose is to make Mistress Owner’s life easier.
Some become sex slaves. A few live as the sex toys of a Mistress or Master.
Most sissy sex slaves work in hidden bordellos that are part of the secret Femdomonomic subculture.
Brothel sissies work long shifts. Aside from preset and short sleeping and eating periods, the slaves must remain available.
Clients of whatever gender come to relax and amuse themselves. The customer is eternally right. No demand is too outré, stressful or painful.
A sissy cannot shrink from some act because it disgusts the slave. Clients bend and twist sissies into weird, agonizing shapes.
All rooms have bondage gear, restraints, whips, needles, hot wax, testicle crushers and terrible devices no one has ever named.
Thick, heavy soundproofing keeps clients from distracting each other. Customers enjoy their wickedest, cruelest fantasies.
Clients post deposits. The money is returned unless the customer lost self-control. The fee pays for the acquisition of a replacement.
Sex slaves receive no compensation. Extreme pain and degradation never bring reward. Sissies exist to enrich their Domme Madams.
Sissies serve in brothels for only a few years. Customers sometimes buy an older -late 20s- sissy at a discount. Some slaves become janitorial staff.
Others go back to the slaver. Trade-ins do not bring much money. Used sissies are not in high demand.
Heterosexual Men Forced to Have Sex With Each Othe
Forced Male Bisexuality
Bill Ward
Kidnapped, chained, a man’s primary response is terror. That fear is his first step toward slavery.
Slavers use many methods to train men for Femdom slavery. Sometimes training is minimal. The man learns escape is impossible. His future fixed. Until he dies, he will serve a Mistress Owner.
Some men learn an extensive inventory of programmed reactions. Protocol.
All slave trainers undermine male vanity. Slaves are forbidden self-esteem. Men’s egos must die.
Sexual shame is a molder of slave men. They live sexually tormented and denied. Some Dommes prefer their males castrated. That is rare. Testicles are valuable toys for any sadistic woman.
This Mistress Slaver abducts only hyper-masculine heterosexual men. She uses homophobia to humiliate them.
Forced bisexuality is her key tool. To her trainee slaves, she says that she is forcing them to accept their homosexuality. The words are more wounding.
Her technique requires that she kidnap two men.
At first, they resist. To merely touch another man’s penis is anathema.
How much worse it is to be a receptacle of another man’s ejaculation. She says that they must learn to be ‘cumdumpsters.’ Misogynistic words, they may have used for women.
Punishing men for sexism is an unalloyed delight.
There are three stages. First each man inserts increasingly large dildos in the other. Disgust and fear tightens their sphincter muscles, causing terrible pain.
Next, the two men penetrate each other. She forces them to kiss.
Lastly, she feminized the men. While wearing gaudy pink, the men prance and sing in falsetto voices.
The sight of one shames the other. Egos perish. Haunted by degradation, they despise themselves.
Meek, humble, they go on auction.
Many Mistress Owners, knowing of their training buy them to be sissy maidservants.
Sister Sells Brother: He is Force Feminized & Enslaved
Force-feminized & Enslaved
Emma S
Both of June’s parents worked long hours. She and her brother Julius lived without adult supervision.
Julius tormented his sister. His endless pranks and cruel tricks often left her in tears. Her parents admonished their son to treat June with kindness. Julius ignored them.
In desperation June asked to go to a private school. Parental careers brought the family affluence if not happiness. Her mother and father wanted the best for her. They sent her to an excellent private school.
Pleased with the idea, they sent Julius to a boy’s academy. He refused to go. His parents gave him no choice. June laughed. It was a small measure of payback.
June selected a school whose propaganda stressed female empowerment, womanly authority. The school lived up to its brochure.
How the young women held themselves, impressed her. They all radiated pride. She had never seen so much assurance. She felt these women could conquer the world if they chose to.
Her roommate Augusta overawed her. June flinched when the shook hands. Augusta apologized. She told June to strengthen her grip. Here women cultivated traits conveying female strength. No man could doubt he faced an equal if not superior.
Augusta was an excellent mentor. June blossomed. She never slouched. Learned to look people straight in the eye.
At Christmas vacation, her firm handshake startled her father. He expected a hug. Julius tried to embarrass her. She slapped him. He started to hit her. Her look intimated him. Julius kept away from his sister.
Back at school, she told Augusta about her brother. At the latter’s advice, she took self-defense classes.
June studied hard. Augusta helped her choose classes. She studied matriarchal political and social philosophy.
She attended a seminar devoted to Venus in Furs. (The eBook edition translated and illustrated by Sardax.)
The novel shaped her dreams. She spent nights in imaginary dungeons tormenting men. They were slaves, her property.
She told Augusta and confessed her confusion. Her friend told she had the same dreams. They started when she was a little girl.
June felt perverted. Augusta told her, she was evolving into her true self.
The women visited the art center to see a new exhibition. Pictures by Sardax, Eric Stanton and Nanshank seemed to have been taken from her dreams. All the art aroused her. She hid in a bathroom stall. Masturbation calmed her.
Later, Augusta took June to a special section of the library. Every book dealt with female domination. Prose, poetry and Femdom artwork.
June could never decide if it were libido or reason that led her to Femdom. Both, most likely. It did not matter. Hurting, manipulating, controlling men was a personal necessity. Male laws are irrelevant.
Augusta had waited for this moment. She introduced June to the invisible Femdomonomic underground.
They went to a Femdom party. Unlike public fetish parties, all the men were slaves. Brought by Mistress Owners for communal sadistic play.
A novice Domme, June was welcomed by all. She spent time with many men. Her arms grew tired from whipping and slapping men. Weary limbs were a fair trade for pleasure.
June had lacked a goal. She struggled to discover a career that would be fulfilling. Working for a male was unthinkable. She could not think of man as her equal much less her superior.
Her parents died. Her inheritance was enough for her to live without working. June would need to be frugal. But that could not satisfy her ambitious nature.
Augusta invited June to visit her aunt. Aunt Maybelle was a slaver. She seduced, kidnapped, trained and sold men. She worked for herself. Her home, car and clothes suggested she had a healthy income.
June asked Maybelle about working as a slaver. The latter shared many hilarious stories. June expressed her envy. Maybelle offered her an apprenticeship.
June’s beauty and persona made seduction effortless. She had a knack for abduction. Watching men learn their fate was the best part of the day. She crushed egos with zest.
Using part of her inheritance, she bought a large home. Special contractors outfitted her basement. They installed cages, benches and other implements of the slaver’s trade. Two bondage gear stores had their best week of the year.
June’s reputation grew swiftly. She could barely keep up with demand. The rest of her inheritance went untouched. Selling men allowed her a life of luxury (when she allowed herself time to enjoy it).
One day Julius called. He begged to see her. June had not missed her brother. She almost refused. Curious, she invited him to come over.
Worn and ragged, he looked awful. Julius wasted his entire inheritance. He asked June to lend him money. She refused. He begged. Then threatened. Her brother was a selfish and obnoxious as she remembered.
June told her brother to get a job. He said no one would hire him. Thrown out of several schools, he never earned a degree. And the rags he wore were the only clothing he owned.
She almost softened. Only because she thought of her parents. She knew her brother would waste money she gave him. And return for more.
Her brother was worse than the average man. He could never take care of himself. He would be better off if he were a woman’s slave. He needed womanly authority.
That was it. She would enslave her brother. Not that he would live with her. She never kept slaves and certainly did not want Julius.
June promised to get him work. No training required. He would even be supplied with new clothes.
He thanked his sister. She wanted to laugh. Laughter would come later.
She made coffee, drugged his cup.
After he passed out, she stripped off his clothes. Julius awoke in a chair. He wore women’s lingerie, a wig and makeup. Arms chained behind his back. His genitals leashed. June held the leash.
He jumped from the chair. June yanked the leash. Pain dropped him to the floor.
June held a mirror.
“How do you like your new clothes?”
He threatened. Moving to attack her, she yanked the chain again. She kicked him.
Julius yelled, screamed. His sister ignored him.
He realized his helplessness.
He stood and stared at June.
She started laughing. She could not stop. Hearing a car door, slam, she quietened.
She said, “Your new employer. Your owner. You are her slave.”
Julius asked, “Why?”
“Because you are a man. You are a bully. You are worthless.”
Going to the door, she let her customer in.
“He is all yours. You will need to whip him hard and often. He needs his ego crushed.”
Julius turned pale. His sister told a woman to torture him.
“You wanted a new sissy. He is yours, free of charge.”
The two women chatted. Paralyzed by shock, Julius listened to the two women talk about his coming degradation and pain. They made it all sound ordinary. They terrified him.
An hour later, June helped transfer Julius to her client’s car.
Later she received pictures of his body after a heavy, brutal whipping. Then of him on his knees, servicing men at a Leathermen’s party.
She never again saw her brother.
Sissy Slave’s Electrified Male Chastity Devic
Electroshock MCD
The new male did not adjust well to forced-feminization. He ruined his first teddy and stockings.
Mistress Trainer shackled his arms. Then plunged his face under water in the tub. She held him in place until he fainted from lack of hair. Later she whipped him until moist red welts covered his back.
Cleansed of masculine aggression his conversion and training resumed. Mistress Trainer ordered him into new clothing.
Dolled up in red and pink, the male was admirably timid. The new sissy looked in a mirror. He saw an ugly man pretending to be a woman. The Domme allowed him a good cry. His tears aroused her. The Domme planned to spend the night with her sexy new girlfriend.
She thought the new sissy would resist the chastity device. With one firm look, she subdued him. Fear was so useful in controlling the lesser gender. Terror is even more effective than spanking. But not for everyday use.
Mistress Trainer demonstrated the MCD’s distinctive feature. Pressing a remote control, she shocked sissy. The slave to the floor.
Fresh fear in his eyes. He was the kind of man she most loved to play with. He had been a macho braggart. All his masculine pretensions were wiped away.
Now he pled “Please Mistress” before asking to go to the bathroom.
Afraid to do wrong, he was almost trained.
But she wanted to have more fun. She kept her finger near the button.
The slaver ordered sissy to talk with a high voice. And lisp. She convinced him that his next Mistress Owner would expect this. A lie. He would probably be punished for silly behavior.
Playing tricks on stupid men is irresistible. Men are gullible. One day other women would discover this. Male power would end.
She pushed the bottom. Held it down. Watched sissy writhe.
Mistress Trainer knows how to enjoy men.
Young Dommes Buy Their First Sissy Maidservant
Young Married Couple’s Sissy Maidservant
Neither wife wanted to cook nor clean house. The obvious solution: a pre-trained sissy slave.
The sissy would swiftly learn how to make coffee to each Dommes’ taste. How to spice their favorite meals. Sissy would mop floors, make beds, scrub toilets and so much other necessary drudgery. With whips and canes, they would mold the servitor.
They believe in the Femdomonomic cliché: A whip for every woman, a whipping for every man.
Once fully trained, sissy would be a biological automaton. An extension of their will.
You do not see SensualSadistCom listed in the building’s directory. A private elevator opens on the top floor waiting area. SensualSadistCom’s owners also own the skyscraper. Only the Femdomonomic elites know the company exists.
Using the SensualSadistCom app, the women scanned the company’s current sissy slave inventory. They sought a servitor suitable to a young married couple. Men are never pretty but they did not want to have a grotesque creature in their home.
They listed a dozen potential servants. Then scheduled an appointment. They rejected all. Feminization failed to conceal their original masculinity. A disgusting attribute neither would tolerate. Some men were too ugly. This meeting was probably their last chance. They were probably scheduled for disposal.
The young Mistresses feared SensualSadistCom did not deserve its reputation. The agent checked the inventory. While the women examined the unwanted sissies, a new male entered inventory. His photograph showed promise.
Feminization had successfully suppressed his maleness. Genitals were on display. That is common. Exposed genitalia enable impromptu humiliation and quick punishment. (Of course, some women like to kick or punch scrotal sacs for fun.)
One wife asked:
“What are you?”
“A worthless inferior, whose only purpose is to serve it superiors.”
The slave’s response pleased both wives. His sincerity would be severely tested.
The other Mistress said she wished he had bigger breasts. The agent offered to have them enlarged without additional cost.
The women decided to wait. They wanted to make sure the sissy gave satisfactory service.
They took him home on thirty-day approval.
The sissy was pleasingly obsequious.
He promptly completed tasks.
Servile and a hard worker. A sissy to keep.
Sissy is fun to torment. A woman cannot help but giggle at his yelps and moans.
No sissy has bigger breasts. Visiting Dommes can never resist pinching a nipple. The women encouraging their friends to humiliate the slave. (Small egos for small minds, Femdomosophic Fragments).
Welts and tears are proper to sissies. As are hours of boring labor.
The Mistress Owners give SensualSadistCom five stars.
Feminized for Sissy Slavery 