Patheticus Minimus 3D

I am heavily indebted to regular reader, slave Nylonsniff, for both the inspiration and detailed plot to this story. It was the evening of 22 year old, bachelorette Belinda’s bridal bash – a longstanding Gynarchy tradition, similar to a hen night, when a Gynarchy bride gets to let her long, dark, hair down shortly before her wedding, and party with her female friends before getting hitched to the free male of her choice, which, in Belinda’s case, was the extremely hunky and handsome 25 year old firefighter Brad (being a very beautiful, young woman, Belinda had the pick of the freemale bunch; yes, they would make a truly handsome couple, Belinda & Brad!) She was sitting with her female friends at a ‘Last Supper’ style, long table in a posh, Gynarchy-themed restaurant staffed by semi-naked, first-class, bronzed and hunky, male waiter-slaves. It was her wealthy parents who were paying for the bash – which didn’t come cheap; but they themselves were absent from the do, as they in

A marvellously masochistic, medical drama, from the mentally astute slave Paul! Unhinged By Slave Paul Many a humble footslave may jest about his precious Mistress being somewhat ‘unhinged’ (albeit in the privacy of his own mind). Slave Paul, however, could legitimately boast about his Mistress’s insanity credentials with good reason! Thus far it had been no normal enslavement. He had accepted quite early on that his minor offence against femininity, committed in a nearby Gynarchy town, was going to be punished by a lengthy stint as a woman’s personal footslave. He was expecting such a sentence to be issued from the pretty lips of the female judge, and was most certainly not disappointed! He also thought that he was mentally prepared for the wretched, tawdry existence of being a mere ‘thing’, fit only to serve a woman’s feet and shoes/boots. To his utter surprise, however, he found that even the humble act of lickshining one of the female prison officer’s training boots whilst he

Observations from various enslaved, Gynarchy Gimps (about the magnificent mistresses they serve!)   1. The Slave-Sitter My 30 year old, Indian mistress’s feisty 22 year old sister, miss Sridevi, takes her slave-sitting responsibilities very seriously! Whenever my mistress Paramjit is going out for the evening with her husband, miss Sridevi invariably comes round to her elder sister’s house in order to slave-sit over me – supposedly supervising me as I dutifully tongueshine my mistress Paramjit’s remaining boots and shoes, but in actuality bringing lots of her own, student-girl footwear for me to tongue-attend to! (My mistress Paramjit laughingly turns a blind eye to her younger sister’s selfish indulgences – especially since professional slave-sitters can cost a fortune nowadays!) Unfortunately for me miss Sridevi doesn’t just like to bring her dirty shoes and boots with her (and sometimes those of her college friends!); she is also wont to bring her prized bullwhip, since it is ju