Friday 29 May 2015

Slave training 16: Slave Men pray to Living Goddess






This female supremacist theology is ambiguously theistic. The religion might best be described as the worship of virtue. Services consist of praising the noblest human qualities and affirming the Female (in Goddess Yanara) as the only creature capable of realizing and embodying these attributes.
Supreme Goddess Yanara evolves toward human perfection. The ultimate outcome is unknown.

Men are spiritual weaklings. Real goodness is beyond them. At their worst males are depraved. Even the best male is beyond full redemption.

There is a vast gulf between female superior excellence and the lamentable inferiority of men. The highest goal of a male is serving women. Sparing women drudgery and labor enables them to progress in their self-realization.

The closest a male can come to having higher virtue is his sincere worship and adoration of the Goddess. For a man this human woman is a Divinity. When he is not laboring in her service he should be praising and praying to these living Goddesses.

All males are members of the Temple of Male Humility. In the temple, the man learns of his inferiority. Teachers give him insight into his role as a servant. He makes peace with his status as a member of the inferior sex.
The Priestesses of Male Humility runs the temple. They teach men lessons proper to slaves.

Slaves learn to pray to the living Goddess. He worships Her. The priestess teaches him how to pray and praise the Supreme Divinty. Slave men learn many prayers by rote.

Men learn that boredom and dissatisfaction are sins. When such a mood arises, the slave man must pray until it passes.

Understanding their lowly place in the cosmos enables slave men to labor long and hard in the service of their living Goddess.

6 comments:

  1. Six attendants were preparing the divine goddess yanara for the festival of worship her body had been bathed and perfumed coated in silver powder. SILVER FOR A GOD as YANARA now was, SHE WAS IMMORTAL, Taken in to the high mountains of ETHIOPIA by taita .....she had bathed in the mineral rich waters, of the underground well the minerals giving the cavern a blue / green glow and the mist made it a magical place. TAITA also told her to drink from the well after which he told here she was now immortal as was he.. They returned to the surface, YANARA turned but taita was gone, She ordered slaves to seal the entrance forever ,only she was to be immortal , On their return to her camp she had them culled so the location of the well was lost forever The attendants now dressed her in golden jewel encrusted dress rings......braclets on toes ...fingers and arms ,,,,,long golden false nails the massive blue silk flowing cloak ,,,, golden mask crown of Opar , She carried her whip of power ,,,,, she walked out on to the platform of the golden temple of the goddess YANARA into the rising sun which shimmered of her in a golden hue trumpets sounded..... Below her in courtyard and as far as she could she tens of thousands of people prostrated in worship of the supreme being the immortal goddess Yanara ......SHE WHO MUST BE OBEYED This was only the start of the day of worship..............to be cont

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  2. YANARA ascended the steps to the throne,. a new throne for the new temple a coiled hooded cobra the seat was on the coiled body the backrest the hooded head the footrest was the tail, slaves adjusted the massive cloak so it flowed down the steps two fan slaves were on either side of it. YANARA looked down the long causeway of the temple an apis bull was being led up it itself a dieaty it was to be sacrificed to the divine to the divine goddess, along the causeway statues of the goddess between the statues torches on poles these were men wrapped in oil soaked cloth, that would be lit at. dusk these had dared to revolt against her. no accepting her as their living god. Very apt thought YANARA on the day of the festival of yanara YANARA smoked a cigarette a the festivale continued glancing over at he new toys shemales exotic male slaves transformed into females but still processing their genitals........ these were her harem.

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  3. you are a mytery or you can see things from a distance :)
    sublime story. Many readers asked me to publish the complete story in a new page as soon as it is complete

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  4. The prisioners crawled towards the throne heavy beams across their shoulders they were nailed to the beams through their wrists, heavy weights were attached to their genitals, all the way they were whipped by the goddesses priestesses They reached the throne were they were forced to kiss the divine feet of the goddess. Then taken to the edge of the platform were they had their eyes gouged out and genitals removed then hung over the wall and left to rot, A reminder to all for defying the supreme one Next came rulers of all of Yanaras domains Crawling on all fours towards the throne to pay homage to their divine god bearing tribute gold ...silver precious stones ...silks and spices YANARA was getting bored , with it all as it had been going on for hours. The festival ended ..... the goddess retired to her chambers to rest and prepare for nights banquet,,,,,,,, a night of feasting and deburcery for the goddess and the ladies of her court many exotic slaves to serve and amuse them. the great queen stood on the balcony overlooking the causeway smoking a cigar in a silver holder listening to the cries of the burning human torches it gave her sense of cruel sadistic pleasure, it also roused her sexually she had a shemale slave plesuring her private place. YANARA thought the day would have been complete if the elusive TAITA had knelt before her in homage.......Turning she returned to the feast two shemales what could she do with two penises a smile lingered on the beautiful features. On the hill overlooking the great temple a man stood/ TAITA had watched the festival of the goddess, he turned and disappeared into the coming night.

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  5. are you the shemale slave who serves Me in the Golden Palace?

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    1. no im a mytery like taita i love writing stories for you

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