Potentially very long story from the maledom setting. Hope you will enjoy it and excuse some possible mistakes in English.
Prologue
My backside was already sore from the bus tour and the thighs weren't exactly in paradise either. The mind was preoccupied with other troubles. The girl things. The feelings of injustice. The school things. Well, the September was almost here and I was just eighteen. It wasn't so unbelievable that I rode to boarding school... Except gal sitting jest next to me, looking from the windows with red eyes, was definitely around 40. I've seen quite a lot of variations, though not someone who would be much older than her... In a vicinity I saw a four girls around my age, three of them just mortified, the last one was trying to help Asian with a long hair who couldn't stop crying and was probably 20-something.
More sounds were coming from the above deck of the bus. There was something perverted about it, but I felt some security from the thuds of steps of the wardens above. Not so much from seeing them down here. I wished with all my heart that suddenly some vortex would open before the bus and we would end in some another dimension. But, in a sense, that's exactly where we were heading. The Logic, you ceased to be.
I can't say for sure which day it was, but I remember the moment when the things around me started to stop making sense. I was barely teen when one of my classmates, a boy I didn't exactly like, but also didn't dislike, said: "The Patriarchy was a mistake... But The New Androcentrism is a way for the future." Apart of questioning his sanity and wondering what is "new" or what is difference anyway, I was wondering how many guys would join club, where he heard such nonsense. Unfortunately, every year there was a more of them. Brotherhood of Brave Hunters always sounded and looked like some Great Depression era sport organisation and really, the leadership consisted primarily out of athletically oriented men, who were also valued however for their quick thinking. Soon almost every high school and university had their department and even weaker, less popular guys were joining them. They could never dream about leadership, but they enjoyed the protection of their big brothers and manly camaraderie. Sort of like Freemasonry where every conspiracy theory was true.
Despite the name, we girls could join, but our kind of proposed membership pretty much showed this "New Androcentrism" philosophy, since each of us would be attached to some man and only after being able to pleasing him, even in entirely platonic way, we would be given right to sit in peace or even speak on the assembly. They might talk kindly about us in the public, but I've heard a lot whispering about "serving wenches" and even "girl-supplies". A lot of us were intrigued for a time, though.
Two wardens passed by my seat, middle-aged and young, truncheons of the same size. Walking like a true soldiers and looking at us as if we are laying on our backs, without a single thread to wear. Obviously, when there is no freedom, there is no true protection. I gave them scared look and everything seemed to be alright for now.
Sometimes I wonder how much nerdy people like me, but of opposite gender, influenced The Brotherhood. Their women officially aimed to be "pleasers and companions" which always reminded me of Dr. Who to be honest. As a matter of fact, I don't watch that show anymore, but I've heard that in nowadays culture, the current Time Lord, played by Ghanaian wrestler turned actor Kwabela Baffoe, gave his current Companion already one hand-spanking and once he also pulled her over the knee for hairbrush. Some of the geeks could, however, contribute to making maledom BDSM into one of the Brotherhood's sacred ways.
I have never joined them, but there were some classmates, this time close friends of mine, who liked the attention of the dominants. One of them was telling me, while giggling: "They say being obeyed is one of their natural human rights, but recently they went into competition if they like kitchen or dungeon more."
Gradually, we had to take Brotherhood more seriously. Soon, it was enlarged by a group of men who were supposedly corporally punishing their wives with their consent. Ii was incredible, how many of them were... Yes, since then I learned there were a lot of marriages, where wives held the rains and in some households, both members could pay for their transgressions mutually, but nothing could enroll so many excited men like a traditional model. And some of them had a lot of money, now obviously at disposal to Brotherhood. I think this was soon starting strives as these members were pairing many ambitious daughters with dominant sons. Well, heiresses had to stand down eventually and some of them had to repent for their acts of rebellion by serving on the meetings or even being made temporary maids in other members residences. Still preferable to total disinheritance.
