The prototype of female supremacy in intergender fight is the Amazon warrior. They do not strike me a lot, however some tales about them in the internet are really interesting. Here one of them (including the picture, all is in http://nerraw0001.tripod.com/id1.html - the author, nerraw001, is not named). Foucault certainly would sharply analyse tale and pic. I limit myself to say that the priaple men in parade is a great fantasy to those who enjoy humiliation, fight and sex.
THE TRIUMPHAL PROCESSION OF
THE ANCIENT AMAZONS
Andromachy - The Queen of the
Amazons
At the very head of the procession, the eight
foot carcass of the once mighty and feared Warlord Att-Dak the Barbarian is
carried upon his huge bronze shield by his four highest ranking captains. The
heads of these four once proud warriors are now bowed in humiliation and shame
as they march naked through the streets of Themiscrya. Each man staggers under
the heavy weight of the bronze shield that he carries on his shoulder. As they
walk two men on either side of the shield, the once mighty captains, Gor-Zack
and Mor-Tok walk at the front of each rank of two men. The Amazons named Areto
walks arrogantly before these four men. Areto pulls on a leash that is tied
about the testicles of Gor-Zack, and the testicles of Mor-Tok. Each of the
remaining two men walks meekly behind his fellow captain, for he is leashed by
his testicles to the testicles of the man in front of him.
All of their lives these four men had postured
as macho men who believed in the principles of male supremacy over the female.
But now the throbbing erect penis of each man betrays him as a man who secretly
desires to bear the foot of an Amazon conqueress upon his neck! Now the roar of
derisive female laughter, and of cat calls and wolf whistles rings in the ears
of these men. For the women of Amazonia now taunt and jeer these men and they
make cruel sport of them.
Att-Dak the Barbarian stares up into the sky to
the domain of Artemis the great War Goddess of the Amazons through glazed dead
eyes as he passes through the streets. The women of Amazonia believe that the
soul of any man who is slain by an Amazon in fair combat upon the field of
battle becomes the slave and property of the Goddess Artemis. Thus do these
women believe that the evil soul of Att-Dak the Barbarian is now her slave.
Andromache the Queen of the Amazons stands upon
the shield with one foot placed upon the broad muscular chest of the enemy that
she had slain in single combat upon the field of battle. The Queen smiles
brightly as she waves to the cheering women who line both sides of the streets
of Themiscrya. She holds her fearsome war ax high in the air as she looks
proudly up towards the domain of her Goddess.
I fall to my knees and I bow down my head to the
pavement as she approaches me. I am but a lowly naked male slave who assumes
this ultimate position of respect before her. I am in total awe of my Queen who
has slain this massive brute who had once been our mighty Warlord who I had
greatly feared. When I had been a warrior at his court my greatest fear was
that I might displease him in even the slightest way and thus I would incur his
anger. And now a mere woman has reduced this ultimate icon and symbol of the
male principle and of all that is masculine to a lifeless inanimate object that
she places her foot upon without thought or caring. I am in total awe of the
contrast between the eight foot tall three hundred pound Warlord, and the five
foot one inch tall one hundred and ten pound warrior Queen who stands
triumphant over him with one foot planted so arrogantly upon his massive chest.
Ainippe leader of the Amazon
Cavalry
Next in the triupphal procession comes The
heroine Ainippe or Swift Mare the leader of the now famous Amazon cavalry that
will be the terror of the male dominated kingdoms that surrounds the Amazon
Nation for many generations. Swift Mare holds a lance high in the air as she
rides proudly upon her war mare. Impaled upon her lance is the severed head of
one of the many men that she had slain upon the field of battle.
Four conquered male warriors follows naked at
the heels of the Amazon Cavalrywoman. Each of these men is tethered to the
stirrup of his conqueress by a leash that is tied about his neck. The head of
each man is bowed in humiliation and shame as he staggers and stumbles at the
end of his leash. His wrists are bound behind his back by leather thongs. Just
like their captains, their secret eagerness to kneel down and to kiss the foot
of the female conqueress is revealed by their throbbing erections. The
taunting, and teasing, and tormenting of the women of Amazonia is unmerciful as
they pass through the gauntlet of women that line both sides of the streets.
The heads of two once mighty champions of male supremacy hang by their hair
from her stirrup beneath her foot.
One of the five men is Arrigorn the once mighty
captain of the macho cavalry that Ainippe and her horse women had defeated. He
had been knocked from his mighty stallion by the lance of Swift Mare. The
Amazon had leaped from the back of her mare, and placing her foot upon the
chest of her fallen foe, she had held the point of her lance at his throat. As
Arrigorn pleaded for mercy, the man's huge stallion, Machismo, had tried to
attack the Amazon from behind. Ainippe's mare, Nightmare, struck the stallion
to the ground and she had crushed his neck beneath her hooves. Thus were both
the female horse and the female rider triumphant over her male foes.
The Ox Cart
Following
the Amazon cavalrywoman comes the huge ox cart that is full to overflowing with
the heads of the men that Queen Andromache and her Amazons have slain upon the
field of battle. An expression of pain and of terror, and of humiliation and of
surprise and of shocked disbelief is frozen upon the dead faces of most of
these men as each man had suddenly realized that he was about to be slain by a
member of the so called weaker female sex. The women of Amazonia cheer
gleefully as they see the incredible number of men that have been slain by a
much smaller number of heroic warrior women. These women feel great pride as
they see the heads of their male foes piled up in the cart as though they were
cabbages being taken to market, and there is no doubt in their minds that the
female of the species is truly superior to the male. Many women spit into the
faces of these men as the cart passes by them.
The ox cart
is pulled by four naked men who are attached to the tongue of the cart in place
of oxen. The team of men labors under the stern supervision of the whip
wielding Amazon. The penis of each man has swelled into a throbbing erection,
revealing his long suppressed craving to surrender to the dark side Goddess who
dominates the male principle.
Glouce the
Owl rides upon the ox cart. She stands arrogantly upon the heads of the men
that she and her sister amazons had slain. Her right foot is placed upon the
head of one of the seven men that she had slain, and her left foot crushes the
face of one of the men who had been killed by Thraso. Glouce leans forward as
she yells orders at the four hapless males who labor under her command. She
holds her whip ready to lash the naked flesh of any man who fails to obey her
immediately and without question.
Glouce had
defeated upon the field of battle each of the four men of the ox cart team.
Each man had pleaded for her mercy as she had stood over him with her foot upon
his chest, and her labrys poised for the kill. Each man had sworn his oath that
he would obey her in all things, and that he would obey her at all times. The
once arrogant macho pride of each man has been broken and each man's fragile
male ego has been crushed beneath the dainty bare foot of his conqueress. Thus
do the four men of the ox cart team of Glouce obey her every command
immediately and without question.
The women of the Amazon
Infantry:
At the end
of the triumphal procession come the women of the Amazon infantry. These are
the women who fought the men of Att-Dak the Barbarian on foot, armed with
spears and with the dreaded double edged ax called a labrys. The severed
genitals that she had taken from the many men that she had slain upon the field
of battle hangs from the spear of each Amazon by thin hemp cords. At the heels
of each Amazon follows a naked male warrior that she has conquered upon the
battlefield. Even though his head is lowered in humiliation and shame, each man
towers above she who leads him by a leash as though he were a dog. A few of the
women lead their conquered male foes by a leash that is fastened around his
neck. But most of the women wish to exhibit the most extreme form of the
superior female supremely in control of her conquered male enemy by leading
their men by a leash that is fastened about their testicles. The hands of each
man is bound behind his back with leather thongs. The huge throbbing erection
of each man reveals to the women of Amazonia the secret inner craving of each
of these men to be conquered, humiliated, and then dominated by a member of the
superior female sex.
The Amazon,
Pantariste the Tigress of Amazonia is one of those women who wishes to exhibit
the most extreme form of female domination. Thus she leads the male that she
has conquered upon the field of battle by a leash that is fastened around his
testicles. She keeps the leash pulled taught at all times for she is a woman
who will give a man no slack, and no chance to save face.
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