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Now, open the rest of the post, slut.

i hope you recover from all those mean, boring feminists telling you what to do

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to serve men

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to suck dick

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to get fücked like a rag doll

i hope you learn to love the feeling of being on your knees again

i hope you learn to love fantasising about getting pregnant and having babies again

i hope you learn to love wanting to be a trad wife, trophy wife, maid, secretary, cook, cleaner (anything where you willingly submit yourself to a man’s natural authority over you)

i hope you feel brave enough to roll your eyes when those mean, boring feminists start running their dumb mouths again

because we know the truth, don’t we, little gender traitor? little pick-me girl?

that you are a hole

to be filled with instructions, cock, and babies

you weren’t meant to do things that are difficult or complicated like those mean, boring feminists say

you were meant to beg for male attention

because being submissive, doing as you’re told, being popular with boys is so much easier

so much more fun

feels so much more true to yourself

forget feminism. edge. get fucked. suck dick. get bred. return to being male property.

Imagine this. You are a woman and one night you get raped. Not the "I am not sure it was consensual..." kind of rape but the the violent aggressive kind where you fight back with all your might but alas to no avail.

Now as you lay there crying and sobbing, you start to accept your fate. Fighting back only made him more aggressive after all. But something else starts happening too. Bit by bit the pain goes away and bit by bit you actually start getting more and more aroused. At first you are shocked, you feel like your body is betraying you in your darkest and most vulnerable moment. But just as your arousal turns to pleasure so do you, turn from a victim into an accomplice. And when you finally cum the story of your rape is literally rewritten in your mind from a horrible sexual assault into the most meaningful act of male sexual domination you will ever experience in your life.

she was always talking about how difficult her relationship with her dad was. I was always the supportive girlfriend who listened, and I even encouraged her to work on their communication. I never imagined that would end up making her dad want to meet me

I fixed my hair, put on a pretty dress, and even brought a bottle of wine for dinner. I wanted to make a good impression and be the perfect future daughter-in-law

My girlfriend always feels the need to prove herself, to do something so not long after finishing dinner she disappeared into the garage to do god knows what

Alone with him I noticed how charming he was, big hands that poured me wine indiscriminately, low voice that praised me for how pretty i am or how great my body looks

“She doesn’t deserve you” he said, one of his hands resting in my thigh, higher than it was appropriate “She can’t give you what you need, you won’t ever feel satisfied, I can see it in your eyes”

I dismissed him politely with a smile, told him i loved his daughter and i was sure i only liked girls, he let out a condescending laugh, his hand going higher until he met my pussy, i was so embarrassingly wet

“Coming to meet your in law without panties doesn’t seem very lesbian from my perspective”

I couldn’t do anything else than spread my legs and let his fingers stretch me, and he did it so so well, didn’t let me cum, he said that was a privilege I didn’t have access to, but gave me the privilege of getting on my knees and swallowing his seed just in time before she came back.

she has no idea her husband fingers me with his wedding band on, praises me for taking his cum so well, jerks off to my pictures