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how about just being a straight up punching bag ???
We exist to serve all of a mans needs, if that means letting them release their anger too, then so be it. Did you have a bad day? Take it out on me. Unhappy about anything? Take it out on me. Someone cut you off? Take it out on me. Did i overcook your dinner? Hit me until i learn how to do it right.
This is goals here. I need to learn from you.
reblog this if you agree that:
women shouldn’t vote
women shouldn’t have any rights
women are born to serve men
rape isn’t real
men have it way harder than women
women’s opinions, thoughts and feelings don’t matter
all women, no matter how hard they deny it, deep down know their purpose is to serve men and be sex dolls
feminism brainwashes women into thinking they’re human beings and somehow equal to men
women need men to make their decisions for them
it’s not natural for a women to be a leader
women are naturally weak and have zero smarts
women let emotions get in the way of everything and they’re intolerable to be around unless they understand their purpose
women should be seen and not heard
women are born to be slaves
i love being a good girl, im so happy i’ve embraced the patriarchy and how much i love men🥰
Don't forget, we need to have His help to remove any negative influences that try to take us away from our duties, so a good man bans friends and family outside of himself.
Gentle conditioning though? Slowly gaslighting me into being dependent on you, addicted to your words, your touch. Slowly conditioning and corrupting me into being your perfect plaything.
The perfect dream. To be 100% controlled by a Man.
female behaviour
I stopped following a female who wrote really hot blog posts but her disrespect toward others was not acceptable to me. Especially toward Men.
females should always show utmost respect to Men and if we dislike something that was said, we should remain silent. There is always a way to disagree with something a Man has said that is still polite and respectful.
I also believe females should be polite with other females. There really is no room inside a female for disrespect or ugliness. I do my best to be this way myself, though I do make mistakes, I try to rectify them.
I have to agree, I find myself getting mad when I see women treating men with disrespect, wives who henpeck their husbands, girls who boss around their boyfriends or interrupt men when they are speaking. Sadly, the way my mother speaks to my stepfather bothers me a lot. She never would have dared do that to my father when they were married and he wouldn’t have tolerated it either.
I’m not perfect, I sometimes behave in ways around men that I am not proud of afterwards, but for the most part even if they are strangers and are being overly forward, rude or condescending to me, I try to be polite and respectful and accept their general authority in things. I am this way with my father and my two younger brothers and try to put their needs first always. Again, no one is perfect.
I also agree with you, there is no reason not to be kind to other women in general but I don’t have time for girls and women who are rude and disrespectful to men.
This is so true. Men are to be revered and respected, always. They might be rude, or treat you mean, but that's just because their so tired of living in a world that's trying to destroy them lately. They have it really rough, because feminism started attacking them unfairly. If we, as women, are doing our job correctly, we have nothing to worry about except His happiness. Women complain about "my body, my choice," but this is incredibly toxic trying to take away A Man's right to own our bodies when we are with him. Of course, it's not our choice.
Start just training yourself to do anything any Man says. No is NEVER an option. If you're out and a rude man yells at you, telling you to do something, you should immediately apologize, do what he says, and ask if there's anything else you can do to make him smile. No matter what he says, listen.
The danger of friends and family.
Coming into my place as a woman has been difficult. I've been a feminist most of my life, believing I need to be free and do as I please. I surrounded myself with like-minded people, and kept pushing on even though I was suffering. These people had me convinced that I was unhappy because women have been "oppressed" by the patriarchy, and I just needed to rise above.
Here's the problem with this train of thought. Not everyone is capable or has the correct tools to survive alone in this world. Some people need structure and guidance to live. Most women fall into this category. Sure, we can do it, but it's incredibly hard, incredibly stressful, and it's a lifelong investment to work hard instead of smart.
Then, I looked into tradwife material. I started looking at how happy these women were. Sure, you occasionally see the sad ones living this life, but they are just full of resistance, like I was. These women made life look fun. What girl doesn't want to have a life where they don't have to worry about money, or politics, or drama? No internal struggles, just the calm acceptance of giving yourself to something bigger. A man.
My friends and family all called me out on this, saying I'm being red pilled. I told them I'm still committed to diversity and I love everybody, and I know I have the option to chase whatever dream I want, and that this was my dream. Not a single one believed in me. A few stopped talking to me altogether. I mean, I'm fucking trans for fucks sake. It's not like accepting my place under men means I'm all of a sudden A Trump supporter. No thank you, although I do hope to see some things revolving around women to pass, either way. We shouldn't be allowed to vote, hold jobs, or go anywhere without a man. Hell, Afghanistan just passed a law where no woman is allowed to speak in public, or to another woman at all. This would be great. No more toxicity spreading like wildfire, hurting our true place.
It's crazy how, when you go against the grain, you get demonized. It took its toll. I started thinking it was just a stupid fantasy I was grabbing onto because I wasn't working hard enough to make my life mine.
Then, with those few friends gone now, I started to realize I was feeling great in those moments I was embodying serving men. And without those extra comments, I was starting to be able to ignore the others saying those things. And as I cut more people off, I felt so much better. I felt deep inside that this was the right path. I knew that serving men was what I was created to do. It was like a certainty.
So I started reading more about it, embodying it, envisioning it. I set those feminist views aside and really devoted myself...I'm never going back.
Friends are toxic to a trad relationship. Family are toxic to a trad relationship. Even other trad wives can be turned, and in turn, turn you. Feminism is powerful because it promises unattainable visions of freedom. Friends and family can exacerbate that and poison your mind. When you devote yourself to this lifestyle, which I believe all women should, the adjustment is rough because there's so much propaganda out there, manipulating you into giving up the biggest, best, most fulfilling life a woman can have, a life of dedicated servitude.
It would be perfect to have a man who lives off grid with no electricity, no phone, no outside communication. To be taken by him, to his home, never allowed to leave or have visitors so that I may focus solely on Him would be the perfect life. Imagine forgetting people exist outside of Him. The only person you'll ever see again is the one you serve. No jealous friends to try to take you away or poison your mind. No family to pretend they know what's best for you. No. Only Him.
My heart swells when he uses me to pleasure himself.
I will proudly sit at a man's feet, ready to do whatever he says. It's my only happiness.
I need to feel this level of controlled by Men. Just waiting there, wondering when I'll be able to make Him happy
I was so lost in life until I learned some things.
See, I'm a trans woman. A woman born with a female brain and soul, yet in a body normally given to men. I tried every possible combination of thoughts to make it stick, but it didn't stick until I learned the truth about natal women.
On an evolutionary scale, natal females are a different species, much like a dog, cat, or monkey. They share traits with men, but that's because they are born FROM men. Evolutionarily speaking, the male species, who was already perfect, could either reproduce asexually, which would slow their evolutionary growth, or, this species that couldn't reproduce asexually, faced extinction, so it made itself available to carry children for men, thus hybridizing the female and male species into humans as we know them today.
That was hard for me to sit with, being a woman inside. Then, I realized that I, as a trans woman, was given a very special gift, the body of a man with all its perfection. With a woman's brain and a man's body, I am special. I have the advantages of both species, but not the disadvantage of destroying my body to carry a child.
Now, I couldn't get through it, still. Not until I came to realize that I'm not fulfilling the role of a female because I still have the natural urges a man would have. So, as I eliminated all the male thoughts from my brain, I was left wondering why I had EVER touched another species sexually. The thought of being with a natal woman is even worse than being with a cow.
It was Men. All their glory, superiority, strength...i finally realized that the only way I can be truly happy...to feel at peace, is to give myself over 100% to Men.
I started listening to every word men said. All the ones that encouraged me to chase a dream outside of men, I had to get away from. That shit is so toxic and it's just propaganda meant to confuse people. No matter what it is a man told or asked me to do, wherever I was, I listened even when I had strong urges not to. I gave in.
I've never been so happy in my life. I don't have to worry about anything except one thing. Obeying. Sure, there are a lot of times when things sucked in the moment, but right now, at this moment, I reflect and reframe. Instead of thinking about what I want, I focus solely on what he needs. If making me rim his dirty asshole will bring him joy, then why shouldn't I do it? Not doing it will make him upset, then I'm not fulfilling my role. So, I recognize that whatever thing he wants to do to me is temporary, while his love and adoration are forever.
Remembering my place
I used to get annoyed when He would leave a coffee cup on the end of the counter instead of taking the extra couple of steps to put it in the sink. Or when He’d eat a meal in His office then bring the plates out and leave them on the end of the counter. Or when He didn’t empty the dishwasher to help out. And I’d get annoyed at being the one who put the dishwasher on every night.
That was until I gave myself a sharp course correction. Even after 20 years of being His property, these sneaky, toxic feminist thoughts can come up out of nowhere. Feminist beliefs can bury deep in the brain and stay hidden for years. All these things annoying me came from the lie of “equality”. They whispered in my brain that we were equal so why wasn’t He doing His share? Instead of recognising the feeling of being annoyed as a signal I was falling for those lies, I gave into them. I let resentment build.
And one day I snapped out of it. I remembered who and what I am. I remembered He should not have to do anything, not because He owns me but simply because He’s a Man. It is my place to do all of this and more. Instead of being grateful He had brought dishes to the kitchen so I didn’t have to go and fetch them, I was choosing to make myself more important than I am. No Man whoever steps foot in this house should ever have to lift a finger for anything – because they are Men. It is their birthright. I am female, my reason for existing is to cater to Men’s needs. To be useful to Men in whatever way they want. Nothing I do or say can change the truth.
This is so true. I fight these feelings all the time, even though in my heart, I know that keeping a Man's home clean helps Him focus and enjoy His life like he should. These dangerous thoughts of me enjoying life like He does, through entertainment, travel, or anything at all were clouding what was in my soul. I wasn't happy. 100% of "enjoying my life" should come from serving Him.
I wish I could find a real man to put me in my place.
You need a bit of meat on you, otherwise what will the guys have to grope and slap while you're around? Your body is for male pleasure, so it's only natural to get yourself into the right shape for it.
Thick fuckdoll right here! Make me yours and make me know all of my rights are now the right to please you only.
Do what He tells you to do.
I would fucking steal the moon if this specimen of perfection told me to. Anything for men.
I love inspecting your cleaning efforts. Am I going to make you think you might earn some praise? Yes. Is that praise going to become a list of your shortcomings? Yes. Will I make you edge standing up as I find dust you couldn't reach with a ladder? Yes. Will I call you out when you start leaking on the floor? Yes.
You would think fucking with an empty head like yours is boring. But it's not. Seeing the hope that you will get a crumb of approval die in your eyes as you get soaked to the abuse? Fucking wonderful.
Oh fuck yes. Degrade me for your pleasure, Sir!
This is what we need. To be on our knees, supporting men in anything they need, no matter how far it takes us. We just have to adjust to having new goals.
Fuck toy bimbo doll, desperate eyes begging to be used
It gets it. It knows natal women are another species that exists only to please Men.
