Suffering Males Part 4

I am employed as a secretary in an office. Along with all the other secretaries I am required to be at my desk early and immaculately turned out both in dress and make up.
My office supervisor is George a very strict lady with wandering hands. All the senior executives are of course women who treat us lowly males as you would expect.
I addition to typing skills I also have to take dictation and be available for any other tasks my bosses might decide.
I frequently have to serve coffee or tea to them when they have meetings or when they have visitors from other companies.
The other day George summoned me to her office another lady was present a visitor from a customer.
The women looked me over as I stood submissively before them.
I was dressed as normal in a very short dress.Underneath I had on a pretty pink lacey bra with a matching thong and black tights.
My peenie was encased in a pink frilly sleeve covering my band. My 4" heels completed my outfit.
My face was carefully made up and I was wearing my brightest red lipstick.
The woman slipped her hand under my skirt and caresses my bum befotre pulling me over her lap.
George stood and pulled the blinds of her office down.
The woman had pulled my dress up and proceeded to spank me hard.
In vain I struggled. kicking my legs but I was held firmly
Eventually I was pushed to my knees before her, she undid her trousers and pulled my face into her pussy.
"Suck bitch." She ordered
Rather than face further spanking I did as I was ordered tonguing her feeling George gloating over my predicament.
Eventually I felt her shudder as she orgasamed pushing me away.
I could feel my peenie, begging for release, locked painfully in its band.
But that was not allowed I was there for the woman's pleasure not my own.
"Feel better now Harry." George asked.
"Much better thanks," She replied,
"Thankyou sweetie." She smiled at me. "Go fix your makeup."
With that I was dismissed,

Once a Month

As an unattached male, I was required once a month to report to the local Ministry of Men office to be milked. If I were married or in the service of a woman this would not be necessary as my sexual release would then be in the hands of my husband or employer.An unnattached male was required at all times to wear a cock ring locked on to our peenies which prevented ejaculation.However the ring also prevented out peenies becoming erect and could therefor be painfull.The regular taking of female hormone tablets reduced the desires of our peenies to swell and also aided the development of our breasts which made us attractive to women.
Once a month I reported for my milking along with about a dozen other single males.
After registering we were escorted to a room similar to a hospital ward by two domineering women. We were ordered to take off all our clothes and then lie on boards which at the end had two poles from which were suspended stirrups.
It was so embarrasing to be naked in front of the other guys and especially the two rather bossy women who were dealing with us
Each of us had our legs parted and ankles strapped in the stirrups by the women, before they unlocked the padlock securing our cock rings, leaving our private bits exposed and vunerable. As the women secured us they lost no opportunity to grope us and make some lewd comments about our male bits.
A tube was attached to our peenies so we were hooked up like cows in a milking parlour. When we were all prepared power was switched on and the tubes began vibrating causing us to have erections and cum very quickly, even after we had all cum, the machines were kept running in some cases causing futher ejectulation until we were milked dry. The women released us and herded us in to a communal shower where in close proximity to each other we cleansed ourselves. The shower was small so it was not possible to avoid our naked bodies touching much to the amusement of our two guardians who were able to view us through a glass screen.
Finally our cock rings were replaced and we were allowed to dress and refresh our make up before being sent off with appointments to return in four weeks time.
The dominance of women was so complete that we males never thought of questioning why we were treated in this way obedience and subjugation was our normal way of life

Suffering Males Part 3

The gang surrounded me, one stood behind me and pulled my hands behind my back holding them with one hand while her othr hand went under my flared skirt and caressed my bum. The girls were all laughing at my predicament knowing I was at their mercy.
Because of the tight cock restraint that all males had to wear, I along with the rest of the male population regularly took hormone pills. This had the desirable effect of reducing the size of our penises and any erections that occured were more bearable.
The pill however had the effect giving us breasts with nipples that were extremely sensitive and although we did not often have erections our penises although small were highly sensitive.
The girls knew this of course and I was in the middle of a gang that were all groping me and new how to arouse me to the point that I would do anything they wanted
I was soon sobbing with humiliatin as they mercilessly forced me to the ground with my skirt around my waist hopelessly in their power.
The leader dropped her trousers and lowered herself on to my face forcing me to please her with my tongue. Another girl's hand was between by legs playing with my peenie. my thong now being around my ankles.
I think all the girls used my tongue I lost track of how long my ordeal lasted there was just a blur of female bodies lowering themswelves on to my face and my tongue pleasuring there most intimate parts.
My need for release was ignored,I longed to cum but they knew how to bring me to the brink then cruelly deny me
Eventually they swaggered off,taking my thong as a trophy leaving me lying on the ground dishevelled and totally humiliated.
I fnally composed myself struggled up and made my way home to my apartment where I collapsed in to the arms of my flatmate Paula.
Such is life for those unlucky enough to be born male

Suffering Males Part2

I walked on quickly, my stilletto heels clicking on the pavement.
As a male I was very much a second class member of society. hundreds of years ago some major transformation had changed the world. Females had become stronger and more powerful and, so the history books tell us, males had become subjugated almost slaves to the superior females.
So here I am made up and dressed in the classic male way to please my female superiors.
I have no rights and am conditioned to serve and obey women.
Men are not allowed by law to wear trousers at any time and the law requires that our little peenies must be restrained at all times. The keys to single males restraining devices held by the local department for male affairs. This department has offices in every town. Once a month I and every other single male have to report to a female supervisor who ensures my monthly milking cycle is carried out.
It is a humiliating process. Naked I have to stand in a line with other males. Our peenies are attached to a tube which is electrically controlled to vibrate until we have been drained of all our semen buit up over the month.We are left with very sore peenies.
If a male is a wife or in the service of a suitable female then they hold the key to their release.
Males hold no postions of responsibility in Society, carrying out only jobs that are menial and require little thought.
We are also subjected to constant harrassment and humiliation but in some ways just accept that it is part of being a man.
At work in the bar, I accept that I am going to have female hands caressing me under my skirt, that my bottom will be pinched and squeezed and I will often be pulled on to the lap of a drunken woman who will use me whether I like it or not.
As I turned off the main road into a dark side road I saw a gang of about six women in front of me. They turned as they heard my heels,
I sighed to myself at the thought of the coming torment.

Suffering Male part 1

I left the bar after my shift to walk home.
In my 4" heels, I knew that it would take sometime and when I finally got there, my feet would know about it. but I simply could not afford a taxi. My wages were very low and all my spare cash had to go on clothes and make up to make me look good. In the 21st century a bar boy who was'nt attractive was unemployable. Attractive bar boys pulled the female customers in so here I was teetering home in 4" heels a mini dress that barely covered my stocking tops and my face attractively made up. Underneath I wore a lace bra and matching suspender belt which held up my lace topped black stockings and a thong which although sexy was quite uncomfortable.
As I walked, I felt the cool night air caressing my thighs above my stocking tops. A few late night female revellers whistled and called out to me and of course I had to submit to the normal gropes from the passing women.
I felt very vunerable as I walked on as quickly as my heels would permit me longing to get to the safety of my apartment in the cheaper part of town.
Would I make it unscathed. Such is the life of a city bar boy in the 21st Century

Changes in Society

Hi
Im a male who has realized how are society has chamged.
Women are taking over and males are being relegated to a subservient position.
It seems to me only right that with this change to the status of men then the clothing they wear should also change to reflect that status.
So it is men who should have their bodies exposed by wearing revealing clothes for women to ogle.
It is men who should wear heels to prevent them escaping from predatory females
It is men who should wear make up to make themselves more attractive to the dominant females