9 Ways A Submissive Faggot is Made
1. No stable father-figure.Â
This is a common genesis point of all issues pertaining to Men, especially men of higher status or authority. Maybe your dad was absent or tyrannical, or maybe you didn’t have one at all. Because you have no male role model, no one ever taught you how to be a man. Even as you have come of age, the hole in your heart still pains you, and draws you to superior authoritative Men.
2. Acclimatization to inferiority.Â
Most probably you were bullied as a kid. Somehow, if you are reading a list like this, I highly doubt you fared well against them. You probably learned early you aren’t strong enough to fight them, or quick enough to talk back to them. If you ever tried to resist them, you learned it was futile soon enough. In those situations, you unconsciously accepted you have no power, that you are inferior. Even when the situation changed, and you meet new people, or people who treat you well, you still know how powerless you are. It’s not all bad though. You have discovered that in every episode of misery, there is a kernel of perverse sexual pleasure. Many is the time you have touched yourself at the thought of the humiliation and domination you experienced. Maybe you recreated real life scenes in your head, pictured the faces of your bullies and ejaculated as a testament to the power that they continue to lord over you to this day. As soon as the seed is out of you, the shame rushes back in, and you feel more inferior than before, and so the cycle continues.
3. Involuntary reflexive submission.
Maybe this comes from the bullies too, or maybe from other venues of conflict. You learned the best way to resolve and avoid conflict is to simply submit to the desire of other people without a fight. It’s not even a choice at this point, its just a mode that you snap into whenever danger is brewing. This has changed the fiber of your being. With every action to try to communicate to people around you that you are harmless, that you ose no threat, that you area door-mat. At this point, any argumentative skills you once had have atrophied from years of neglect, while your peers have been self advocating for years, and are so much better at you than it.Â
4. Conflation of sex and fear.Â
When you realize that you have no power to assert yourself, it dawns on you how easy it would be for anyone to take serious advantage of you. It would be one thing if you were attracted to your peers, but your not, you like men who are older, bigger, more confident- in short, superior. The power they weild could put even a confident smaller person in their place, but you? All they would have to do to you is give you a hard look, and your brain would work overtime thinking about how you can best appease him, and the minute ways you can cow to him. When the power difference between you and the men you desire is so disparate, you would be stupid to not be afraid. To but it bluntly, it woudl be so easy for smoene to rape you. Physically you could be overpwoered, and you would be too scared to resist anyway. If someone pushes you to do somethign sexually that you dont want to do, you do it, why? Your too scared to refuse. You cannot imagine sex without fear. The two are inexorably linked. The tow are one. Even when you masturbate, the fantasies you spin for yourself scare you.Â
5. Conflation of love and misery
Of course. Fear of violence or domination isnt the only reason you would never refuse a man anything. You fear putting him off you, you fear displeasing him, you fear losing him. Just the thought of Real Men makes you uneasy, just the sight of them makes you afraid, and yet you are drawn to them. Your mind is against you. Any sane person runs from fear, but your libido has it in for you, fag. You have learned that unfaltering submission pleases people. the only way you can please people. you so long for a Man to be pleased with you, to approve of you. And sometimes, it seems to work. Â He might smile at you when he realises how easy you are, he might smirk as his ego feeds off your submission. You might be lucky enough to feel his heavy arm around you after he has seeded you. you might get to see him again, on the condition of course, that you accept you have no power, and that you obey him at all times, and swallow his abuse. You have subconsciously learned that the only way you can get moments of good feelings is by paying for them with your misery and pain. The only way you can feel love is by being hurt. When those two wires are crossed, your a lost cause.
Normal people don’t feel like you do, fag. You already know that. No one knows what its like to be you, and it would shame you if you ever thought they did. You are encahnted by a spell of isolation, what ever self worth you stil lhave fades away slowly. your standards get lower, you get more desperate. Whatever kind of treatment people are willing to give you, you drink it up, and fixate on it. Your mind is being primed for absolute submission when the time comes. And at this point, you would take anyone. Youre social skills are poor and your mind is torubled, You think you are unlikable, but you are jsut waht a certain type of older man is looking for. Maybe he pretends to offer you help, or affection, or maybe he makes no pretense about what he wants form you. The beautiful thing is, it dosent matter: he could be the most thuggish psycho and you would become infatuated with him just as much as if he where a genuinely nice guy. You cant distinguish good men from bad men, they are may as well be as fearsome and powerful as gods compared to you.
Sure, you know by now the hard life of a fag. Maybe you’ve compared yourself to a Real Man or a normal person, and realized that most people life happy lives and good sex unmarred by misery. When you meet Men, you feel an intoxicating mixture of desire and dread. Sometimes you loose your bottle while they’re on top of you and get distressed and wish for it to stop. But you never say a word, you even try to so much as try to get him to go softer. Why? Because your feelings matter one sot compared to his momentary pleasure. After its over, you are physically hurt, and emotionally fucked.. But the Man, the Alpha, the Dad got a few fleeting moments of pleasure out of it, an orgasm, and an ego boost. That more than justifies everything you’ve been through. Your lifetime of mind-bending abuse and damage has perfectly primed you to serve that Man, and that makes your heart light. You would endure much worse if it would make him happy, or amuse him at least. Maybe your eagerness to submit might please him, it might make him feel big. His needs and desire are the only thing that matter to you, yours are an afterthought at best.
8. Entrapment in submission mode.
 Many fags will play the Boy or the Slave or the Sub. A lover game for fun and kicks. Your are different, you are worse. It’s more than playing to you, and you are not a playmate, you are a toy. For luckier fags, they play the game, they lose and submit to their Man, and the scene is over. But for you, your whole life is the scene.  If you are allowed to sleep next to him, it will be a disturbed and restless sleep, your shoulders stiff and your ears pricked to his every move. Even as he sleeps easy, and snores next to you, your mind is stuck in hyper-vigilance mode. ‘Am I taking up too much space?’ ‘Would he prefer if he kept me pinned by his arm? Or if I gave him more room?’ ‘Did I disturb him? Is he rousing? Is he going to start on me again?’
Once your standards where so low you would tolerate abuse for a moment of approval. You hate yourself for it, and it has ground down your standards even further. As you lay awake next to a Real Man, ass aching and leaking, face flushed, hair mussed, neck tight, and skin still stinging from impact. You no longer hae the strength to resist the fact you are a Fag. If you hae to accept that your identity is a pathetic weak sub to stop the mental anguish then you will do it. The roots of faggotry have sunk to the deepest part of you. You might chance a glance over at the Man, mindful that the movement of your head may disturb his slumber. Even asleep, it is evident who is the Man, who is in charge. You have served your purpose, you have found your place. You made him happy, and in the morning you can make him happy again and attempt to further justify your presence by serving him in other, domestic ways. Everything youve been through would be worth it if you could just make this guy and who ever else he permits, happy. Maybe youve got a good Man who will keep you safe. Maybe you got a bad one who will keep you down. Either way, you will be kept, and that’s enough for you.
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