A masochistic male living as the slave of a sadistic women enjoys a singular harmony with his Mistress Owner. His dungeon service is ecstatic.
If the female sadist’s slave man does not enjoy pain, she experiences greater delight. The suffering of a vanilla man is deeper, finer than a masochist’s.
As he whimpers and weeps, let him be mindful of her joy. He should think of each scream a prayer, every tear a gift.
Understanding her exaltation may not ease his anguish. But he should strive to see how his pain is singularly fit for his life of servitude.