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December 11, 2015

THUS SPAKE MS. AMANDA, Part Two

(These observations on female supremacy in the framework of marriage and the family are excerpted and gratefully reprinted with permission from Mark Remond’s “Worshipping Your Wife” blog, where Ms. Amanda was a featured guest host on June 1, June 13, and June 27, 2013.—Tom Lavalle)
WIFE-LED MARRIAGES
Your wife is your superior in every way. She will dominate and control you in the ways that she believes to be appropriate. Simply obey her every wish and see to all her needs.
Changing your name to that of your wife’s is a wonderful symbol of your recognition of her as leader. My husband and I married quite young (early twenties) and it was a traditional white wedding, but there was no word “Obey” in the ceremony; I was quite adamant about that! With age comes growing confidence in one’s beliefs, and so if I were to marry now, I would have my husband say the word “Obey” to me and to take my last name.
FEMALE-LED FAMILIES
It is only right that a husband should serve his wife with his total obedience. In doing this, he is not showing devotion to her and setting a perfect example for the children, both girls and boys.
I believe the key to a successful marriage and a happy family life is to establish female control from the outset. If the children ask their father for anything, he will always refer them to me.
My children see their father as a happy man who lives in deference to his wife. They see a couple who love one another, and a man who worships his wife and would do anything for her. What better example of family life could we give our children?
It is my intention going forward to show more openly my husband's increasing deference to me in all things. The children will pick up on these nuances and gradually learn that female authority is normal and good. I have big plans for my husband and one of them is for him to be spending a lot more time on the floor at my feet!
I believe that girls who are brought up in a household with female authority are more likely to use this model for their own future families.
My husband never had any authority. I made this clear to him at the start of our relationship. “Asking Dad” is something all young children will do to start with. It simply takes time for them to understand who makes the decisions. My youngest children are now getting to that stage of understanding.
My husband is indeed well trained. He has painted my finger and toenails in the past, but did not really do a good enough job. I prefer going to the salon. However, I believe it may be time to reintroduce him to this service. A man painting his wife's toenails is certainly appropriate behavior for the children to see.
Family life is so much happier for everyone when the females are in charge.
Male acquiescence to a dominant female provides prosperity, guidance and happiness to families.
The earlier in life that boys are taught respect for female authority, the better. So many young men grow up without this respect. This can lead to boys getting into trouble at school and even with the law. Perhaps compulsory lessons on female authority for all boys might be the answer.
From an early age my son saw that his father would stand whenever I entered the room. My son would also see my husband ask for my permission to leave the dinner table. This becomes second nature, and my son simply copies his Dad.
Teaching children about female authority requires both parents. It is very important that my husband backs up my authority and my daughters’ authority by talking to our son regularly. The sooner parents start teaching their children the better.
FLR is common sense! I never argue with the girls in front of their brother. He needs to understand that their authority over him is backed by me.
All of my children are learning the benefits of female authority. My son learns that taking instructions from girls and doing tasks for them are completely normal things for a boy to do, while my daughters learn that the supervision of boys has benefits (laundry collection in this case) as well as being fun, especially for my bossy older daughter!
Our family discussions about allowances are done on a one-to-one basis between the recipient and me. However other family members may make comments. I make the final decision on allowances after reviewing the previous week’s behavior.
My husband has no problem with fully embracing female authority. He does not in any way feel humiliated by his position in the family or by the fact that his allowance is discussed in front of the children [at family meetings]. All of his actions are done to please me. That is what FLRs are all about!
It is very important to be firm and consistent when teaching children. They will pick up on any disagreement between Mom and Dad and use that chink in the parental armor for their own ends. That is why FLRs make parenting so much easier, as Dad will always agree with Mom! This is the bedrock for a loving marriage and family life.
Love and discipline go hand in hand. Love for the children and discipline for the husband!
CFNM
CFNM is a very powerful form of control over males, and is therefore of great interest to powerful women like me.
The male ego is completely deflated when a man is naked in front of a clothed woman, and that is how the male ego should be.
Keeping a male naked signifies his lower status. In the perfect world I would have all males adopt the posture of nakedness.
MATRIARCHY
The male hormone testosterone explains why males are naturally more aggressive than females. In the past this aggression was needed by early primitive societies as a means to survive. The males needed to be strong and aggressive to catch and kill animals for food. The requirement for this aggression is no longer required in modern civilized society. Tools and industry have replaced the need for strength and aggression. We are simply evolving, and matriarchy is the next logical step of the evolutionary process.

We are at the start of a new dawn of female empowerment. The true matriarchal society may still be somewhere in the distant future, but I have never felt more happy for my children to be part of this change. It is our duty as parents to educate our children and show our daughters that they can make a difference. Then perhaps their children will live in a wonderful and peaceful matriarchal world.
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Published on December 11, 2015 12:50

November 29, 2015

THUS SPAKE MS. AMANDA, Part One

(These observations on female supremacy in the framework of marriage and the family are excerpted and gratefully reprinted with permission from Mark Remond’s “Worshipping Your Wife” blog, where Ms. Amanda was a featured guest host on June 1, June 13, and June 27, 2013.—Tom Lavalle)
FEMALE SUPREMACY
A male’s position in life is to serve the superior female sex.
The ideal state of man is to be completely subjugated by a powerful woman.
The ideal male doesn’t question or rebel. He knows his place in life, which is always to be at the feet of his Goddess.
It takes a superior female to make a male’s life and submission complete and meaningful; without her he will revert back to his empty shell of worthless manhood.
TAKING CONTROL
Female authority is not a game to be switched on for a few hours each day or week, during leisure time. It is a lifestyle. Ladies, if you want to control your husband, then you must control him in the domestic situation, in the work situation and yes in the bedroom too.
The next generation of females is being shown how to train and handle males.
All males, regardless of age, need to be controlled.
About that time in my life, I discovered that I could twist my
boyfriends around my little finger. I remember feeling great pride and satisfaction as they became more docile and respectful to me. This gradually led me to embrace my strongly held beliefs in female authority. By the time I met my future husband at university, the die had been cast, and I was determined that I would start our relationship off on the right track—my track!
Slowly bring your male to his knees, in absolute submission.
Nothing gives me greater pleasure than putting males in their proper place, at my feet.
DISCIPLINE
I believe in corporal punishment for recalcitrant males.
If I think my male is not completely sincere in his submission, I will severely correct him.
A male’s obedience and submission must be constantly tested. Anytime I come to believe that his commitment to me is anything less than 100%, there will be severe consequences. I will break him down.
Male insubordination is quite common in the first stages of a female-led relationship. It must be stamped out quickly. Otherwise he will feel that he can keep pushing his boundaries. In my household my reaction [to insubordination] would be swift and resolute. He would be severely caned.
When the children are out of the house or in bed, my training of my husband intensifies exponentially. But I am becoming a little stricter with him in front of the children. For instance, having my husband sitting on the floor instead of the sofa is symbolic of his lower standing in the family hierarchy, below his wife.
I believe the best place for a man is at his wife’s feet.
My husband sitting on the floor is not a humiliation for him; it is a show of deference to me. He has now started sitting on the floor next to me when watching TV or playing with the children. In fact, I have now given him his own cushion!
FINANCIAL CONTROL
Financial control is a good place to start in a loving female-led relationship, and I did this with my husband before we were even married. The sooner this is done, the better, in my opinion. We have a joint account into which our salaries are paid. My husband has no access to this account though, as I keep the cards and passwords. I provide him with a weekly allowance, the amount of which is determined each week at the Sunday family meetings.
It is important that a man knows his spending can be scrutinized by his wife at any time. By having his allowance limited, my husband is unlikely to make frivolous purchases. If he wants to do so for some reason, he must ask me first. I decide whether or not his request is reasonable. In this way his thoughts are continually focused on me, every time he opens his wallet.
HOUSEHOLD CHORES
Next is control of the household chores. Quite simply, my husband does them all! Vacuuming, dusting, cooking, washing and ironing, everything! He only works part time, as my salary is sufficient to keep us in our current lifestyle. Therefore he has plenty of time to do these chores.
The more a husband does for his wife, the more she will come to expect from him. From little acorns grow mighty oaks!
A man should be very tired at the end of each day because of hisr chores and seeing to the needs of his goddess ruler. If he is not tired, he is not working hard enough toward these goals. His every waking minute should be geared toward making himself a better servant through his submission.

End Part One (to be continued...)
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Published on November 29, 2015 13:27

November 10, 2015

'IF' BY EOSUCHUS, LEGENDARY FEMDOM SHORT STORY WRITER

(Note from Thomas Lavalle: I first came across the highly provocative femdom fiction of the writer cybernamed "Eosuchus" on Mark Remond's Worshipping Your Wife blog, here and here. Sadly, Mark has lost touch with Eosuchus, but passed along to me one of his older stories, "IF," which Mark said he had once gotten permission to reprint. I am taking the liberty of doing so here and will happily take it down if contacted by the author.)
IF by Eosuchus     “If they know me, honey, then they’re going to know what you’re into. I’ve never been in the closet. I mean, all my friends in the city, they know who I am. They know I’m, well let’s just say that they think I’m a little extreme.”      She slowly walked around him, where he was strapped down on the bench. Then she paused to put a foot up on the bench beside his chest while she adjusted her stocking top. His eyes met hers and she smiled and tapped him on the nose with a long red fingernail.     “So when they meet us they’re going to know I’m the boss in our relationship. It’s just going to be out there, in the open. So what you have to do is to accept that. You have to get to a place where you just don’t worry about that kind of thing anymore. You just give up that manpride, boypride thing, d’you hear me?”     She glowered down at him with mock ferocity, then reached out and pinched his nose shut for a moment.     “Remember you’re a broken boy now. You have an owner. I’ve spent a good deal of time breaking you down and putting you back together. You’re coming along very nicely. But you have to get used to being under my rule while we’re in public. People are going to see that you are my underling, my servant, even my slave. You have to accept your public status. There will be situations when my friends will see you obey me. It may be humiliating for you, but you will obey or you’ll be punished, in front of them. You will probably have to obey them, too, and I may punish you in front of my closest friends anyway. Once they’ve seen you get a good spanking over my knee they’ll understand everything, right?”      “Yes, Mistress,” he said as calmly as possible, despite the severe turmoil that churned up inside him at the thought of such public humiliations. They had been lovers for six weeks, since that fateful weekend at the poetry camp and he had learned an awful lot of what she was prepared to do to him to break him to her will, but clearly he was going to learn an awful lot more.     She giggled evilly. Then she reached over and tugged on the harness that he was constrained by, his arms bound tightly to his side, his head and body strapped down to the padded board of her bench. He was bound at the waist, knees and ankles, plus his balls were tucked through slits in a piece of leather that was clipped to a D‑ring sewn into the bench. He could hardly move a muscle. His penis waved around in the air, erect, trembling, awaiting his Mistress’s hand.     “Poor little thing,” she murmured, tracing her nails down his face and neck. ”You didn’t know that I trawl poetry weekends, looking for men like you. I like the sensitive types who want to be the sex slaves of women like me.”     A sex slave! The humiliation of those words was very powerful still for him. He trembled. Was this really what he was reduced to? Strapped down to a bench so she could use him in any way she wanted to, and Stefani usually did want to as well. She had a large, healthy sex drive, but she preferred oral sexual service from a male slave to anything else.     Sex slave! There was no doubt about that. That’s what he was becoming. It was time for him to admit to himself that what he wanted to be was a sex slave to a woman like Stefani. He’d always wanted that sort of thing. It was just that he’d never dreamed that his fantasy life could become so, well, real. It was well beyond frightening, now.     But Stefani was unstoppable, just as she always said. Once she’d selected her prey she zeroed in on him and soon forced that first, intimate encounter.     In his case she’d made contact by sitting next to him and just introduced herself at the next to last poetry reading at Klosters Kamp, which was a combined poetry and photography gathering, once a year at a small, prestigious liberal arts college. She was a pretty woman, not slim, but not fat either, and plainly aware of her own sexiness. From that moment to the date he asked her out on, he went willingly to the hook, then to further dates and his appointment with destiny when she was sure of him and knew he was absolutely panting for her and confused about himself and his desires.     “You like being the slave of a woman like me, don’t you, honey?”     “Yes, Mistress.”     “A sad fate for a man, some might say. A definite lowering of your status, of course. Except that I don’t think men should have all that much status, anyway. And I like it that you’re not a wimpy kind of guy either. A nice strong man,” she giggled as she squeezed his shoulder muscles and pectorals.
     “I don’t mind wimps, don’t get me wrong, they’re often very nice in their way, but in bed I like a man with some muscle definition. You have a nice body, a body I’m happy to own.”     She leaned over him, allowing her ripe, womanly breasts to fall loose from her merry widow. His cock pulsed and quivered as her tits tumbled into his face and were rubbed around on him softly, up and down and back and forth.     “Lick your Mistress’s breasts, slave.”     He licked. Eventually he suckled while she worked his penis bringing him to the edge of coming and then stopping by grabbing his balls and squeezing them hard while she smacked his cock with a little whip. Again and again she did this, until she tired of it and finally made him come, watching his sperm shoot high into the air with a little smile on her full lips. His penis continued dribbling come for several long seconds afterwards.     “That was fun, wasn’t it, darling?”     “Oh yes, Mistress.”     She stood up and loomed over him, her breasts, her waist and belly constrained within the black leather of the merry widow corset, the V of her black satin panties visible to his right.     “Now it’s time for some fun for me, isn’t that right, hon?”     “Oh, yes, Mistress.”      She’d turned around so he could see her large, satin covered buttocks. She rocked her hips slowly up and down and her buttocks moved hypnotically under the black satin. She bent forwards and swung her body from the knees so that her big, soft ass moved slowly across his line of vision letting him see the smooth curves of her bottom, the taut place where he’d soon be sucking for breath and the mound that was going to descend onto his nose and pinch off all air unless he sucked very hard and pleased her.     Which way would she sit? The question always rose in his mind at this moment. What would her pleasure be this time and how long would it go on?     Now she swung a leg over the straddle bench and stood there tensing her buttocks above him and lifted her black hair up and ran her fingers through it before she sat down on his chest and moved back until her ass fitted over his face. She wriggled a little to get the kind of grip she liked and enjoyed the feeling of his first gasps as he sucked desperately for air on her panty.     She had on the velvet gloves that she liked to stroke her body with during this sensuous time and she ran her hands over her generous curves and firm, smooth flesh. Underneath her, in the hot darkness that was his allotted place, he gasped and sucked and gasped as his saliva moistened her panty. She began to rock her hips, letting his nose free for a moment each time, and letting him suck air through his nostrils again.     She played with her nipples during this period and occasionally tapped on his head with a delicate fingertip. That was the signal for him to force his tongue up against her panty and to hold it there while she slowly, rubbed her panty mound over his tongue from her clitoris downwards. Then, another tap on the head and he went back to sucking as she rode down harder and forced the tight contact that was so pleasurable to a woman like herself.      Later, much later, they went out to dinner. He wore his grey suit, she wore a black dress cut tight and short and three inch heels that made her as tall as him. Under his grey suit he wore pink frilly panties that were a size too small and constrained his genitals uncomfortably. His buttocks were also flame red from the sexy spanking she’d given him after she’d freed him from her bench.     The skin was tender and very sensitive. As they moved about in public she took the opportunity to pinch or caress him frequently, so that he was constantly aware of the sensations.     It left him feeling physically defensive and exposed in some way. His ass felt like it was alive, but his hard on was struggling with the tight pink satin. When they were seated she allowed him to be the man and order the wine and their dinners.     Only he was not allowed any desert or any red meat. Also he was restricted to a single glass of wine. He had to perform properly later and more than a glass might affect him.     “You’ll get used to it, hon. Remember that nobody in your home town will know, unless you make me tell them.”     “Oh, please, Mistress. Please don’t.”     “Then you better be a good boy. Remember all those photos I took of you on that first wild weekend? “     He shuddered.     “That’s what’s nice about the city. It’s kind of anonymous. You won’t be going out, except with me, so you’ll be among my friends. You’re already learning not to think about yourself,” she put her hand down on top of his.     “I love this, it’s so good, you’re making real progress. I think you’ll make a good slave for me. You’ll be completely in my world and under my control. If I don’t get bored with you then I might even marry you. Of course, you’ll be the wife!”     “Yes, Mistress.”     “So, on Saturday you’ll get to meet Ginger and Lucy, my very best friends. They know me well, so don’t expect to fool them about our relationship. They’ll probably ask to see me spank you. I know Ginger gets a kick out of watching.”     He found it hard to reply. To be humiliated like that would be devastating, and yet it would also be terribly exciting to him sexually. He couldn’t explain what drove him to such self-abasement, but it was intoxicating on some deep level.     “Yes, Mistress,” he managed at last.     She was watching him with hooded eyes. “So, I probably will spank you
right there in front of them. What will that do for you, hon?”     “Oh, Mistress, please don’t humiliate me like that.”     “Begging are we?”     “Please.”     “I’ll see. Perhaps if you’re very good I’ll relent and let you keep a little shred of dignity. If you’re very, very good, but only if...”     Copyright Permian Systems 1997
     
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Published on November 10, 2015 11:20

November 3, 2015

VOICES OF FEMALE SUPREMACY


(This is the first in what I hope will be a series of female supremacy aphorisms. They were gathered over many years from here and there on the Internet, many from sites that appear in “My Favorite Fem-Supremacy Web Destinations” (see right-hand panel). Questions can be sent to thomaslavalle@gmail.com)
A wife who understands female superiority means realizing your husband is inferior, and women have a hard time thinking of their husbands in a negative term like inferior. But the facts give no other option. Once your wife sees herself as superior, that will allow her to accept your worship. Most husbands today understand, even if subconsciously, that they are inferior to their wives.—Beckie Sue
 “[My husband] and I have Absolutes; I have absolute freedom; he accepts and lives under my absolute control; this applies to all aspects; there are no exceptions.”—“Melissa,” quoted by Elise Sutton
“I don't consider men in an FLR to be lucky. To be a woman knowing she is superior is special.”—Beckie Sue
“Most men have a very overblown ego. They learn this as little boys and they continue to exercise this silly posturing for most of their life until they meet a woman capable of deflating it, and eventually destroying it.”—Ms. Caligula

“Our son sees his father doing all the work around the home, both all housework, yardwork, mechanical, etc. He understands the importance of serving women so the female is able to pursue her more important interests. He has taught him the importance of obeying not only his mother, but also his sisters.”—Becky Sue
“My wife knows her place is at the head of the house. And I am learning that I belong beneath her. She sits at the head of the table now and tells me that when the kids are not around I will be at her feet eating, naked.”—Ruth’s Boy
“If I were to sum up the life of the male in a Female Supremacist household in one word, [that word] would be work. By that I mean intensive work, no vacations, no holidays, no respite. Work fast and efficiently in Her service in order for Her to be happy with You. If not, you expose yourself to the risk of a swift slap to the back of the head or any other sanction which She sees fit to impose upon you.”—Julie Wilson
The slaves in My household are just that: slaves. They are deprived of freedom, subjected to iron discipline and compelled to toil endlessly to ensure the pleasant life I feel entitled to. In return for their sacrifices and rather frugal lifestyle, they have no other reward to expect than the knowledge of My satisfaction.”—Saharah Eve
“I have believed that females are quite simply better than males for as long as I can remember… I live with four women who expect nothing less than good manners and total obedience from me, which I thoroughly enjoy trying to live up to. There is no set of rules as such—just to accept that Females are superior to males and to live with this in mind.”—Sam (commenting to the Worshipping Your Wife blog)
“No man can continue with his male ego while being punished by a woman. As you introduce him to more and more regular sessions of physical punishment; you can begin to introduce him to some rules. Once you have done this, it is only a matter of time before you will have you a personal servant—or slave, if you wish.”—Ms. Caligula
“What is it like to be a slave? The short answer: work. The long answer: Get up early every morning and ensuring that everything is perfect for when she waits… Every day it is important to do all the tasks that she has assigned to you without ever having to be told what to do. This will often mean working at night in silence while she sleeps.”—Julie Wilson
“Female supremacy is based on the voluntary submission of the male who, recognizing the innate superiority of women, knows his place. His submission is therefore complete and genuine. His body, his spirit and his heart belong to her.”—Source Unknown
“Female control of men is only natural. It is the natural order of things.”—SandraClark
“Hopefully, this will get people to understand and accept female superiority as a fact of life. One point I would like to add. The last few years, women have been striving for equality in all things. We are not equal, we are superior.”—Beckie Sue
Q: Do You think Women are superior?A: Yes, in every way. Men just can't compete with us. We are not goddesses, just superior. In a moment I will press a little buzzer and my husband will come into the study, curtsey and wait for my instructions. When I tell him what I want, he will do it happily without questioning my authority.”—Ms. Zoe (in a comment on Mistress Kathy’s Femdom 101 blog)
“A girl’s respect toward her father only grows more when she sees how he can be obedient to the ladies in his life. She learns respect to fathers when you clean her room and wash her clothes. Our daughters highly respect their father at supper when their brother and father stand and wait for the girls to sit, and allow the females to fill their plates and start eating before being permitted to start their dinner.”—Beckie Sue
“My slaves abhor the thought of freedom.  Unlike all slaves of the patriarchal world, they are terrified of ever being sent away and freed.”—SaharahEve
 “It is the nature of men to be obedient and to work. It is the nature of the female to be sexual/sensual and to direct the men in their lives.” —Beckie Sue
 “With female supremacy established, males will no longer have to pretend to be what they are not with macho bravado, but will be able to maintain their true position in life – at a woman's feet under her control. The battle of the sexes is coming to a close; female oppression by egotistical males is slowly being replaced by divine feminine wisdom ruling over content subservient males.”—Goddess Miranda
“My males relish My ownership over them. They embrace their servitude and are fervently grateful to Me for it, even for the most oppressive aspects of it. They might squirm under My whip or suffer silently for hours and days, at My whim, but their adoration for Me keeps growing by the day.”  —Saharah Eve
“I am a female supremacist who believes allwomen possess a Goddess element which is lacking in males. Women are the nurtures, thinkers, and caretakers of society whereas men are simply the grunts, peons, and workers who possess a wild sexual energy that cannot be harnessed by itself. Men need and depend upon women to do this for them. Hence a woman defines a man's purpose in life. He is to work and serve her. It is natural for him to do this. Without a woman man is lost, unsocialized, and uncontrolled.”—Mistress Sheree (interviewed in Elise Sutton’s Predominant Magazine, Feb. 2011)
 “I reduce [my slaves] to such mindless obedience that they respond to My commands instinctively. My satisfaction is their happiness, My displeasure is their instant torment. My ascendency over them is such that I have reshaped them to My liking, imprinting My philosophy into their docile minds. They are not only Mine, they are a integral part of Me.”  —Saharah Eve
“In a true female supremacist society men and women are equally valued and respected. Men simply yield control to women, and willingly, because they believe it's for the best. The way a man should interact with the women around him is with respect, attentiveness and service. Be helpful, supportive and courteous to all the women in your life and you will see how much better your life will be. The special air of femaleness is when female values prevail and the feminine spirit is filling the air.”—Ms. Becky
“Slavery is not easy. It has to be painful, exhausting, requiring a constant effort on the part of the slaves. A slave must struggle to accomplish his tasks, so that at the end of each day he will have this small feeling of achievement for having gone through his day of labor for his Keeper, yet he must be kept aware that doing his hardest was barely enough to serve Her satisfactorily. For the same reasons, the living conditions for slaves must be austere and minimal.” —Saharah Eve
“Men are inferior and they know it, they instinctively prevented women from being equal because they know their superiority would then overtake all aspects of their life. If they only could understand that female superiority would be the ideal for them. Men are created for worship. Women are created to receive worship.”—Beckie Sue
“In order for males to assume their proper place at the feet of the Female, men must take that first step and learn where they belong, how they must behave and what exactly is expected of them. They must come to terms with their submissive nature, embrace it, be proud of it, and prepare themselves for a life of servitude at the feet of women.”—Goddess Miranda
 “Why does female superiority make males happy? They are happy because they have found their place in this world. They have found a reason to exist, a reason which they can intuitively link to the natural order of things. To learn that they are inferior does not make males unhappy, on the contrary; they state it with pride. Males who have understood female superiority know that at their place they can be useful, and this makes them happy. They also realize how lucky they are to share this planet with such wonderful beings as women. To serve a superior female is not degrading; on the contrary, it is an honor for males to serve their superiors, It is assuming their rightful place and duty in the order of the universe.”—Subservient Husband
And thus the day ended, with Steve cuddling his wife and ruler as she slipped happily into sleep, served and serviced to the absolute limit of a man’s ability. Sometimes it was hard being a father in a household run on femsupremacy rules. Still, for Steve there was no other choice.—Eosuchus, “Beneath Her Hem

“My husband knows he is inferior to me and he loves being inferior to me. Male inferiority is to be accepted and embraced by both wife and husband. Once both accept their respective role, a relationship will be much smoother.”—Source Unknown
“The most effect way to break down a male into a compliant servant is through the constant use of incessant verbal humiliation and abuse followed up by affection and the carrot of redemption, and lots of genital stimulation.”—Oracle
“It is good to show your son early on that women are superior.   So having your son make up his sister’s rooms every morning and having him and your husband wait to eat until you and your daughters begin is showing a wonderful example.”—Beckie Sue
“I believe that in marriage, the Wife should be the undisputed Head of the house and family, and the sole Decision Maker, and the husband should be obedient to his Wife, and belongs completely under Her authority in all aspects of the marriage – both outside the home and in the home, both outside the bedroom and in the bedroom. I believe this represents the most ideal, most natural gender roles for marriages and relationships, and is the way marriages and relationships were meant to be.”—“Gary” (original source lost)
“I simply believe that women are better equipped to lead the marriage and society. Your feminine power and sexual energy cause him to become weak in your presence. This should provide him with a wonderful stress reliever as he surrenders to you.”—@Sachero007
“I am a devout Female Supremacist and will always be so. I learned from My Mother and have passed on My knowledge to My Daughter. I have always seen Female Supremacy as simply the natural order of life itself. The Human Female is the highest form of life while the human male is truly an unstable, irrational creature.”—Sandra Clark

“Female supremacists can have homes in which it is obvious to the children that their mother is the boss. The father can set an example for his sons through his obedience to the lady of the house. This is in fact the most important thing a man can do for his sons-to give them this example of obedience. Then the children can grow up expecting to have the same kind of marriage as adults.”—Julie Wilson
“I went to our lawyer and changed my name back to my maiden name. My husband is going to take my maiden name as part of his name. Even his mother thinks this is great. Men are so immature and pliable when you really confront them. Girls, you don't have to accept being slapped around and dominated!”—Doreen
“Ours being a female led home, my daughters’ girlfriends know it is more than I, it is my daughters who rule as well. They have all had many discussions on female superiority, and all of them are in agreement that as females they are superior. I have overheard them talk about having boys worship them, and wanting to be goddesses. They are learning.”—Beckie Sue
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Published on November 03, 2015 08:08