Jan Soulfire

I live in Holland. I always like to chat with anyone. I am a bit submissive but I have no real experience. I prefer a flr. I love to write a story about a flr. I never pay any fee or contribution.

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My Job

My husband introduced me to Male Chastity.  He brought to my attention there was something called a Cock Cage.  I thought that sounded immediately fun, and told him to go ahead and order one.

A week or so later this plastic CB-600 cage showed up! Yes, let’s put it on right now!

I immediately thought it was great fun, and loved to make him wear it and torture him with teasing.  What was not to like? I just thought it was fun. It immediately put a smile on my face, but then again, I didn’t take it more seriously than that. It was fun.

But he always wanted ‘more’… and I admit I saw it as just ‘another thing to do’.  It’s not that I didn’t want to do things for my husband, I did, I just started to see it as something more I had to do, and we were both busy.

But what changed was when I saw that Male Chastity games were for ME TOO. I wanted him locked, because I got what I wanted.  And I really liked getting what I wanted.  I was good at receiving what I wanted.

I just didn’t want to work for it as if it were a burden!  But then I saw it as a co creative game between the two of us. And I started to really look at what I got from this arrangement. 

What do I get from Male Chastity?

A Body Servant -  My husband daily rubs my shoulders, or my feet.  At least once a week he sets up the massage table and I get a deep, full, 2 hour massage.  When we watch TV, he sits behind me and rubs my shoulders.  I don’t get tired of this. I don’t rub him back, though I am affectionate with him. I’ve gotten used to his strong hands giving my body the work it needs, daily.  This is just the way it is, and I love it.  I hear from other women whose men hardly ever touch them, and I’m shocked. I’m spoiled for usre.

A Sex Slave – My husband’s focus is on pleasing me sexually.  I don’t care about pleasing him sexually. We have sex when I want, and I get the orgasms.  There is an old Quinn Klaxon caption that says: Only She Cums. Yep.  I have as many orgasms as I want, and I want far more now that we have this arrangement, and he doesn’t have any, or very few.  Doesn’t bother me at all. My sexual pleasure first, and really… only my sexual pleasure.  He serves me fully in this regard. (And yes, I realize he gains great sexual pleasure from serving me, and touching me, and seeing me in pleasure).

Cook/Housekeeper – My husband does a lot of housekeeping, and most of the cooking.  I clean dishes once in a while, and the house, because I enjoy helping out and I’m a part of the family.  But he does the most of it, and I’m happy about that. The best part is that he does it the WAY I LIKE IT.

Gentleman – My husband treats me with deep masculine respect, and takes care of me like a true gentleman. In speech, in attention, and in service. He’s there for me, he’s strong, he’s mostly silent, he’s still, and he’s my rock upon which I am secure.  I love his deep masculine strength and how he takes care of me. 

Fun – It’s a lot of fun to keep your man locked and focused on you. The power, the teasing, the love, the service, sometimes even the sadism (just a little!). Yeah… I get a lot of fun and creativity from the whole thing.

So What Does He Get?

Writing that out it sounds very one sided, but it’s actually not.  To understand that let’s look at something I read years ago. 

A Submissive wants to told what to do. 

A masochist needs pain. 

A slave is pure service to his/her Domme/Dom.

While we have fun with me telling him what to do, and punishing him and torturing him and teasing him… deeply my husband loves me and channels all of his sexual energy into a depth of connection through service. It’s kinky weird, but it really isn’t. It’s love. Deep service not just to me, but to the FEMININE.  He’s powerful man who chooses to channel is love in a certain way.  He’s not unlike Taoist sexual masters who avoid orgasm and circulate their energy in full body orgasms.  Again, we are kinky, and have a shit ton of fun with that stuff… but deep underneath it all, this is a loving partnership relationship that keeps the spice going long, long, after most people’s has faded.

He also gets a shit ton of sexual energy from me.  We play like we were kids.  Still. Year after year.  Something about teasing the shit out of him…

So What Are My Duties?

This was the part that got me started writing. You see, I wanted him to do all of the things above without me having to do anything.  I know.  Kind of shitty, but it went back to old stuff in my head about sexual duties. I’ve got to do all this stuff… FOR HIM.  Then I realized A) I like doing things for him, and B) keeping him in chastity actually is a FUN sexual duty and C) It pays off (see above list).

Keep Him In Slave Mode

There is a place he goes to in service to me, that is slave, it’s an emotionally charged depth of love and service, and it’s what keeps him going.  It sexually charged submission slave service. It’s not the submission I was talking about above, it’s the SLAVE offering, of a man willing to die for his family to protect them.  Intimately connected to death in some ways.  But this is a ‘sexually charged’ submission, a state of being. That’s my job, to feed that state. Keep him in this ‘submissive’ state.  That requires me to be dominant, and these are the things I do to stay dominant, and keep him submissive.

One – Control His Cock With a Cock Cage – Control the orgasm, control the male. He is kept in chastity longer and longer now.  It works. He enjoys it, it’s a fun challenge for him, and I enjoy, it gives me power and pleasure, and it deepens his submission.  Gives him access to a deeper masculine focus on the feminine.

Two –Service – He wants to do things for me. Give him things to do, and do it in a sexy way.  Part of the game is MAKING him do it.  FORCING him to do it. Now of course, he doesn’t have to do anything he doesn’t want to, he’s grown man, but if I TELL HIM to lick my pussy, or clean the house, in a dominant sexy way, we both have a lot more fun.  I used to think it was a job to give him things to do, but then I realized I was doing that all the time anyway. Can you take the trash out? Can you pick up eggs on the way home? Can you call your Mother and tell her we are going to be late for Sunday dinner?  Can you give me a footrub, my heels are killing me from walking in them all day at work?  Can you change the oil in the car? I ask him for things ALL THE TIME… anyway.  So why not making it a game and TELL HIM he has to do it because he’s a slave?  Yes, it’s more work, but it works, and it’s actually fun. And why not make taking the trash out fun?

Three – Discipline – My husband benefits from being beaten once in a while, I think it’s a BODY thing, not that he needs it, and I have a bit of a sadist streak liking to beat him.  Also… there is the sexy POWER dynamic. I tell him to do something, he doesn’t do it, there are consequences. It’s sexy. It’s powerful. He breaks the rules once in a while just to feel my power, which then gives him that deep slave feeling.  So yes, I have to discipline him sometimes, and it can be really fun, and really creative. I’ve come up with some really fucked up punishments. I impress myself sometimes. He tests the limits of my rule… and sometimes I get tired of that… but things are always better if I stay firm and consistent.

Four – Tease and Denial – Build suspense.  Give him energy, give him energy… and pull it back last second. This seems cruel, if someone did it to me I would slit their throat, but he loves it and I love it too.  It’s a big part of the work… giving him that pleasure of teasing… and it helps put him into slave mode, which gives me more focus on me. 

Five – Experience as much pleasure as possible. Porn stars make ridiculous noise for a reason. The masculine LOVES to see the feminine in pleasure.  Women I talk with have a hard time understanding this, they feel embarrassed, etc.  But if you have loud orgasms, and with as much energy as possible enjoy his slavery… he’s going to fucking love it. And it’s something that really keeps him going and keeps him in slave mode.

Sum it Up

Cage his cock and lower his status (he’s a slave, you are a mistress)…

Give him things to do in a fun sexy way…

Punish him regularly for not doing them or not doing them correctly (in a fun nasty dirty sexy way)…

Tease him sadistically with tons and tons of feminine sexual energy but denial him that ultimate ejaculation…

While enjoying it so deeply and thoroughly with such feminine bliss and radiance and pleasure that he can’t help but worship you.

-X

P.S. HAVE FUN!!! It’s so fun.

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[mistressreneelane]

I intend to found a religion devoted to the Dark Goddess. ………. Discipline for slaves will be under the mantle of religious practice. Ecstasy and agony are different sides of the same coin. With religion as a shield, we can push the envelope of physical endurance. ………. Here is how it will work….. After several visits and serious consultation, a man who desires to serve will be required to liquidate his wealth no matter how big or small and put it into a an irrevocable trust. He can at this time make provision for any inheritance he wishes to pass on. The remaining funds will go into his trust. Imagine what it would feel like to get rid of everything but a few family photos. I’ll allow a man a small box to keep a few memories. You’d put your box in storage and walk into the Queendom with nothing but one set of clothes and your tooth brush. Think how freeing it would be! It would be like entering a monastery as an initiate. ………… Let’s say that after selling everything he owns, a man is worth 300 thousand dollars.. From that, he would receive about about 4% a year in income for as long as he lived plus Social Security. He’s not rich but he has paid for himself. At his death, the principle would be turned over to the North American Queendom. He would also receive a great tax break for giving his wealth to charity. …… When he moves into the Queendom, he will turn over his monthly income to our female money manager. This manager would fulfill his family obligations and allow him a short holiday once a year to visit family. Let’s say he changes his mind. He can leave the Queendom and his monthly stipend would instantly return to him. We could not stop that. However, at his death, the Queendom would receive the principle. He could not stop that. ………… However, I believe most men would stay. Freed from all of the responsibilities of life, he could serve with his whole heart and mind. Picture yourself there. I have openings for stable boy, gardener, maid, cook, seamstress, and chauffeur. Where do you fit in? ……………… Men will be able to visit for short stays for a price. Owners may drop off men for refresher courses in submission. ………. I’m planning on using whatever proceeds from my movie I receive to building the Mother House. Shown here is a decaying mansion we could get for a song. Picture yourself working to restore it to its former glory. See yourself free to serve.

[mistressreneelane]

When we didn’t make progress it wasn’t always his fault. I had to train myself to look at him differently. We invented all kind of rules to remind me of his status. I taught him to stand in a neutral stance with his legs slightly spread and his eyes downcast whenever I was speaking to another woman. Seeing him take this position reminded me that I could ignore him in conversation. It’s why I make him wear a “uniform.” It reminds both of us to behave appropriately for our different places. …………. i have a couple of men who want me to take charge of their lives on line for the next four weeks. I’ve done this before but I was way way way too easy. I’m learning.

[mrwallerson-blog]

31 Days

Day 1

When he finally comes down from his climax, she tells him. “You’re going back in. After your shower we’re locking you up again.”

There is honest dread him. Memories of waking in the middle of the night, his cock straining against the cage. The torment and bother of the thing. Sitting down to pee. The ache in his balls. But he nods. “Yes, of course.” Then, “I like being locked for you.”

“Good boy.”

When he gets out of the shower he finds the cock cage sitting on the bathroom counter. He dries himself, slides the cage on and locks it in place. It’s tight on his cock. Makes him aware of himself. The weight and constriction of the thing. He walks out to the living room and finds his Mistress sitting at the table, her smile full of mischief.

“I believe these are yours?” He says, and he places the keys on the table in front of her.

“They are.” She looks up at him, then down at his cock. “And what else?”

“My cock and balls and orgasms. Those belong to you, too.”

“That’s right, my subby slut. It all belongs to me.”

He feels his cock stir and the cage feels particularly snug.

It’s the first time she’s locked him up so quickly. In the past she’s allowed his cock to remain unlocked for days at a time. But this time she had him back in chastity in less than six hours. He didn’t even get a chance to miss it.

Day 5

When he can’t touch his cock, everything else becomes sexualized. His skin feels charged and sensitive. He finds himself running his hands over his chest and caressing his nipples. Sometimes he pinches them and pulls them hard, the rough treatment sending jolts to his caged cock. It strains against the cage, and he wants to touch himself. He wants desperately to touch himself, but he can’t. He can’t touch his cock so he touches himself elsewhere. He rubs his skin. He fucks his ass with dildos when she lets him. Sometimes he feels close to cumming, but he can’t get over that edge.

Day 10

She torments him. She sends him photos of his keys when they’re apart, holding them up in front of the camera, her smile just a blur of white in the background. When they’re together she runs her hands over his body. She presses her palm against his caged cock and rubs and tugs at his balls. Sometimes it feels good, sometimes she pulls and squeezes and hurts him. He stays frantic for everything, his body bucking and writhing under her hands, his voice high and pleading. “Please, please, please…” He has no idea what he’s asking for. His brain holds nothing but sensations and the white noise of desire.

“Please what?”

“Please…I don’t know. I don’t know, I just…” She presses the wand against his caged cock and turns it on and he can’t continue. His brain goes animal and he lets out a low, guttural moan.

“You want to fuck me?”

He can’t believe she’s asking. Of course, of course he does. More than anything he wants to be inside her. To feel her tight warmth and to thrust and buck to some kind of feeling on his cock. To release. To something. “Yes. Yes yes yes oh god please yes.”

“Then put this on and fuck me.” She holds a strapon harness on her extended index finger, a light in her eyes that tells him she loves his torment.

His stomach sinks. He had hoped–But he takes the harness and puts it on, the large fake cock bobbing above his caged one. She pulls him on top of her and guides him in. When he slides the dildo in, she gasps, and as he begins to thrust, he can feel the impact as his caged cock bounces against the bed, her ass, anywhere but inside her. But it’s a feeling, at least. He can feel the impact in his cock and maybe…just maybe…he begins to fuck her harder and harder still, pounding into her as his frenzy increases, desperately hoping to stimulate himself enough to….

She cums hard, her legs shaking, her nails digging into his shoulder with enough force to make him cry out. It’s a relief for him, of sorts–her own shuddering orgasm imparting some piece of itself to him. Just enough to take the edge off.

She takes his face in her hands looks into his eyes. “You poor thing,” she says.

“It’s ok,” he says. “I like when you cum. It makes me feel good.”

“Then I’ll have to cum more often.”

Butterflies bloom in his stomach, and his hard cock twitches as the words sink into him, pull him deeper, deeper into submission with the continued reinforcement of her dominance over him: she can cum when she wants, and he can’t cum unless she lets him. All her body is hers, and part of his body is hers. He has given up control and she has taken it.

Day 15

She texts him: I just got off. It’s the second time today. How are you?

Frustrated

Good. I like you that way. You should beg me to get off again.

Please. Please, Mistress. Please get off again. Please cum hard and often and tell me when you do. Please cum. I love it when you do. I love knowing you can and I can’t. I love my submission…

Day 21

“Your panties are soaked,” she says. It’s been two hours that she’s been tormenting him. At turns caressing his body and spanking his inner thighs. She’s shoved her fingers in his ass and he bucked back against her hand. She’s placed her hand over his mouth and slid her panty-covered pussy over his caged cock. He’s leaked a lot, felt it squeezed out of his cock each time he clenched or convulsed. Each time his body tried to get some kind of feeling, the very biology of him scrambled now: if the body feels this good, it must be having sex. If it’s having sex, the cock should be thrusting into something and we should be orgasming. We’re thrusting our hips, but there’s no sensation. Send more frenzy. Increase desire. Something’s not right and we’re just going to throw signals until something works or the whole system short circuits and we have nothing left.

He just nods. “Of course they are. Of course. Do you see what you’re doing?”

She sits back a moment, and his whole body seems to scream for her. He arches his back, bucks his hips. So desperate for her hands on him again, for even torment is better than nothing.

“Do you want me to let you out?”

“Yes. yes please.”

“Then you have to gag yourself with your panties.”

He immediately slides them off and shoves them into his mouth. He looks at her, tries to convey his desperation through his eyes, even whimpering slightly.

She hands him a roll of bondage tape. “And make sure they don’t come out?”

He nods, and wraps the tape over his mouth and around the back of his head. Three full turns, around and around and around until the panties are good and secure.

She pulls out the key and unlocks him. Together they work to pull the cage off his cock and the ring off his balls. The feeling is incredible. The cool air on his cock, the absence of anything constricting. She stokes it once or twice, and he moans into the gag. “Do you want me to keep touching you?”

He nods frantically, his head bobbing up and down.

“Then you’ll have to let me blindfold you.”

He nods again and slides behind him and ties a sash tight over his eyes. This she moves back in front of him and begins stroking his cock. Her hand feels amazing on him, even as she teases, stroking the shaft a bit, then moving her thumb against his cock just under the head. She alternates, fast and slow, bringing him closer and closer to the edge until his head’s thrown back and his hands claw at the sheets. Then she stops completely and he bucks and writhes and wordlessly pleads, whining and whimpering through the gag. When he calms a bit, he feels her sliding her pussy against his shaft. He whimpers again, nods his head. Trains vainly to thrust his cock inside her.

“Not yet,” she says. She slides against him more, up and down his shaft. It feels so good, so wonderful that he remains motionless as long as he can, relishing in it, but it gets to be too much, and his body overtakes him. He thrusts again, his futile efforts drawing forth from her a sly chuckle. “You want to be inside me?”

He moans his affirmative into the panties. Nods. Yes. yesyesyesyesyes…dead god yes…

“If I let you inside me, what do I get to do?”

He can’t think. Or he can think of only one thing: to be in her. To feel her surround him, so he shakes his head, moans again, frantic from some other way to communicate.

“I get to beat you,” she says.

He stops. There’s an edge to her voice that cuts through even his desperation haze. Then he squeezes his covered eyes shut tight and nods, feels her pussy slide over his cock, then off, so quick he barely had time to arch his back, to relish in the feeling.

“Turn over,” she says.

When she’s done inflicting her pain, she uses the vibrator to get off beside him, close enough he can feel her tense and hear her quiet gasp and moan. When she’s done she leans close to him and says, “Thank you. It’s always better after I hurt you.”

He nods again, and feels her begin to untie the blindfold.

Day 30

He fucks himself in front of her. He sits on a chair and rides a dildo for her, grinding back and forth and bobbing up and down. Again he feels so close. That maybe, if he could just get the exact right motion or position or something, it would be enough. But so far it hasn’t been. So far he’s been able to squeeze precum from his cock in rivulets. Felt it pulse out of him, once or twice so much that he heard its wet sound as it fell to the floor. She torments him with the wand and with her mouth on his caged cock, and when she’s done she makes him lick his cum off the floor.

Day 31

He can’t think. He’s so frantic he can barely see, and the idea of putting two cogent thoughts together has long been impossible.

She’s ravaged him. Shoved a dildo gag in his mouth and rode him roughly while playing with his caged cock. She removed the gag and lowered her pussy onto his face and had him use the wand to help get her off. She’s promised him a chance today. She’s said he’s been so good this past month that he’ll finally get his chance. And when she’s finally extracted enough from him, she holds the harness out again.

He takes from her and begins to put it on.

“No, silly,” she says. “It goes on me.”

He’s flooded with relief, though now knows he won’t be cumming inside her. She hands him her biggest dildo and a flick of her eyes tell him what he must do. He threads the dildo into the harness for her, and she lies back on the bed. “You have to lube it up,” she says. “But you have to do it with your mouth.”

He just nods. At this point, he’d do nearly anything to cum, so he lowers his mouth onto the cock and begins bobbing up and down. He knows how to do it, to get it slick enough. He must gag himself on it, the phlegm and spittle produced from gagging nearly a perfect lubricant. And so he breathes out and looks up at her and then closes his eyes and shoves the cock into the back of his throat, cutting off his air. He stays as long as he can, his body convulsing around this new intruder. And when he comes up for air, thick rivulets of spit coat the cock and trail to his lips. He does it two, three more times–he doesn’t care. He’s so depraved now, he’ll punish himself to earn even a chance at orgasm. Finally the dildo is slick, and he’s scooped drool from his chin and lubed his ass. He climbs on top of her and lowers himself on to the cock. It hurts going in, and for a moment he has to sit, motionless. But then the desire begins in him again, and he starts rocking back and forth, feeling the cock in his ass rubbing against the base of his cock on the inside, the cage compressing in rhythm as he grinds forward and back, the cock pumping into him with each shift of her hips.

She takes her time with him, building his desire, pinching his nipples, slapping his face. Pulling him down on her and thrusting her cock deep inside him, holding him still, locking eyes with him. She makes him bounce up and down on her, and he releases a torrent of filthy talk. How her cock feels so good inside him, how big it is and how she fills him up. How much he loves when she fucks him and how he loves being her slut. Her cock-craving slut.

And finally she’s ready. She reaches for the wand and tells him to keep grinding on her. She commands him to caress his nipples and touch his body. He does, and already he can feel a wave beginning. The caress on his nipples sends charges through him, and his balls begin to tingle.

“Harder” she says, and she turns on the wand and presses it against the top of his cock, right where the cage meets his body.

He shudders and moans. He begins grinding faster, the feeling building him. His hands pinch and pull on his nipples. He grabs his own ass and moves himself, imagining hands on him, moving him, commanding him. He moves back to his nipples, whimpering, whining, wordlessly begging for relief until finally he feels it build. The tingle grows stronger, and his balls tighten. Finally he tenses, clamps his legs against and she pulls her hands and the wand away.

He moans out a “no,” the word trailing out of him low and bellowing as his cum oozes from the end of his caged cock and pools on her stomach. It’s barely satisfying, and he rocks and grinds his hips in hopes of something just a bit more, but it’s no use. With one final shudder he is done. An orgasm, yes, but ultimately unsatisfying. He lets out a slight whimper and she gathers him into her, his hot cum between them, and pulls his face into her neck.

“You came, baby,” she says. “You came and we didn’t even have to take off the cage.”

He nods into her, unable to speak, barely able to contain the mix of thoughts and emotions in his head: he finally got to cum, but it wasn’t what he wanted or what he expected. It was her orgasm, finally, one she dictated to him and forced from him on terms ultimately her own.

“Maybe it can stay on longer this time,” she says, and he shudders with a rush of feeling and hears her bare her teeth in a lupine smile.

-WW

[flr-feminist-couple]

5 steps to make important decisions in an FLR household

Many think that a man should be completely deprived of any say in any discussions. I think that this is a mistake though. The male sometimes has something valuable to say occasionally. A gynarchy does not mean that man can’t say anything. In fact, I let my man express his opinion very often. Gynarchy means that the WOMAN HAS THE FINAL SAY. With that being said, here are the 5 steps we use at our home to make important decisions:

1. The woman decides what, when and where the discussion will be held.

2. Both the woman and the man should not be under any under special state of consciousness, like having drank or smoked pot. This also means that the man has been caged for at least a week prior to the meeting.

3.  The man kisses the woman’s ass and then kneels before her. The woman describes the situation and the possible solutions (30 minutes).

4.  The man expresses his opinion and any concerns that he might have (5 minutes).

5. A discussion for 25 minutes is done, where both the pros and cons of every solution are detailed. When the discussion is over, the woman lets the man know what she has decided as a head of the household. The man kisses her ass and life continues.

As you can see, I respect my man and value his opinion. He is thankful to me for being his leader and we could not be happier with the way our relationship goes. In fact, we are discussing a real marriage!

[flr777]

5 Schritte, um wichtige Entscheidungen in einem FLR-Haushalt zu treffen

Viele sind der Meinung, dass ein Mann bei allen Diskussionen kein Mitspracherecht haben sollte. Ich halte dies jedoch für einen Irrtum. Der Mann hat gelegentlich etwas Wertvolles zu sagen. Eine Gynarchie bedeutet nicht, dass der Mann nichts sagen darf. In der Tat lasse ich meinen Mann sehr oft seine Meinung sagen. Gynarchie bedeutet, dass die FRAU das letzte Wort hat. In diesem Sinne sind hier die 5 Schritte, die wir bei uns zu Hause anwenden, um wichtige Entscheidungen zu treffen:

Die Frau entscheidet, was, wann und wo die Diskussion stattfinden soll.

Sowohl die Frau als auch der Mann sollten nicht in einem besonderen Bewusstseinszustand sein, z. B. wenn sie getrunken oder gekifft haben. Das bedeutet auch, dass der Mann mindestens eine Woche vor dem Treffen im Käfig war.

Der Mann küsst den Hintern der Frau und kniet dann vor ihr nieder. Die Frau beschreibt die Situation und die möglichen Lösungen (30 Minuten).

Der Mann äußert seine Meinung und eventuelle Bedenken (5 Minuten).

Es findet eine 25-minütige Diskussion statt, in der sowohl die Vor- als auch die Nachteile jeder Lösung ausführlich dargelegt werden. Am Ende der Diskussion teilt die Frau dem Mann mit, wie sie sich als Haushaltsvorstand entschieden hat. Der Mann küsst ihren Arsch und das Leben geht weiter.

Wie Sie sehen können, respektiere ich meinen Mann und schätze seine Meinung. Er ist mir dankbar, dass ich die Chefin bin, und wir könnten nicht glücklicher sein, wie unsere Beziehung läuft. Wir sprechen sogar über eine richtige Ehe!

[chasti-wabbit]

[mb1919]

Mistress Suzi smiled and spread her gorgeous legs, I removed her panties with my teeth, and my incredible insatiable vibrating studded tongue 👅 lapped vigorously at her soaking wet delicious pussy !!! As I peppered her moist throbbing clit, she moaned loudly and she exploded in a flurry of shuddering screaming orgasms !!! She pushed me away and called her lesbian girlfriends Ava and Jill to come over and indulge in her personal pussy tongue slave !!!

[women-are-sacred-deactivated202]

This blog's intention is to try to change male attitudes towards Women. Whatever brought you here is not important, but to try to make us all think more and think differently about Women is important. Please read this blog with this in mind.

For too long Women have been exploited by males; for sex, labour, money and time, whilst being denied any real power over Their own lives.

This blog advocates a reversal of this historical dynamic. It advocates a voluntary societal shift in favour of Women. In favour of Women's exploitation of males. Not merely transactionally; but in terms of power, including actual Political, Legal, Financial and Social power; and in terms of male labour and time.

So :

This blog advocates and promotes Female Supremacy and Gynarchy.

That means Women being in complete and permanent control in all-Women governments. Women being the sole Legislative, Executive and Judicial power.

This blog advocates that all males should live according to the wishes, commands, needs, directives, convenience and judgements of Women; both in private life and in public life.

This blog advocates that all males have but one duty : to work in any way necessary to assist in the creation of this Gynarchic, Gynocentric state; and to act at all times in full accordance with strict Female Supremacist principles.

A duty to first create the political, legal, financial and social environment necessary for the formation of the Gynarchic state.

A duty to facilitate the advancement, promotion and entitlement of all Women everywhere by whatever means necessary. To ensure the absolute and unchallengeable privileged status of Women socially, financially and legally. To ensure that Women control Government, Law, Business, Industry, Science, Education, Healthcare, Art and Culture.

This blog seeks to convert males into active servants of Radical Feminism and Female Supremacy; dedicated traitors to their own sex; working against their own interests and those of other males; undermining all male power, authority, influence and privilege wherever these might exist.

This blog seeks to destroy all patriarchal male solidarity; that is, loosely speaking, all male social networks (both in and outside of work) including all male groups, male organizations, male alliances, male familial relationships and all male friendships. Patriarchal male solidarity is inherently misogynistic and upholds, underpins and reinforces the systemic oppression of all Women and so by its continuation prevents Their liberation and advancement.

This blog seeks to promote male "Matriarchal" solidarity. That is, males coming together in the common understanding that all Women are, by right of Their sex, superior, and that all Political, Legal and Financial power should reside solely in Women's hands. These groups will advocate absolute Female Supremacy. These groups will provide males sympathetic to Female Supremacy ideology with support, encouragement and constant affirmation; but more importantly, through discussion they will seek to enable males to voluntarily and permanently give up any education, training or work they may be engaged in, to allow more opportunities for Women to advance. These groups will also encourage all males to legally transfer any business or property they might own into the ownership of a Woman. Also to likewise transfer to a Woman any inheritance or property rights that might be theirs in the future.

This blog supports all Women: that is AHF only; those born Female and biologically Female. It supports the retention of "sex" and biology as the sole and defining legal category, and opposes all "gender identity theory" and the politics that attaches to it.

This blog supports Women's Separatism.

This blog supports Women's Micro -Separatism : that is Women withdrawing from heterosexual relationships, non dating of males, having only Women oriented friendships and relationships, embracing a Woman centred culture such as in art, literature, theatre, film, sport, politics, journalism, media. Forming or joining Women's support groups, patronizing only Women owned businesses, seeking out only Women health professionals, lawyers, counsellors, tutors, financial advisors.

This blog supports the 4b movement.

This blog supports Feminine Religion.

This blog supports Lesbianism.

This blog supports Matrilineal inheritance of all wealth, investments, assets and property.

This blog supports Women's absolute right to bodily autonomy.

This blog supports and promotes Radical Misandry.

This blog opposes ALL pornography.

This blog opposes the "sex industry" in all its manifestations, and its objectification, exploitation and abuse of Women and Girls.

This blog opposes the sexualization of Women and girls in patriarchal culture.

This blog opposes all kink and fetish based Femdom/Female Supremacy, and seeks to encourage males away from this and towards much more fulfilling and productive lives dedicated to providing only non-sexual service for Women, as defined by Women Themselves, and unconditional support for the Radical Feminist, Female Supremacy, and Gynarchy agenda.

This blog advocates for Female Supremacy in the political and legal sense; real power in the hands of real Women making real decisions that serve Their own interests and not yours or mine.

This blog supports the Women's Declaration International, and the wonderful Women who contribute to it. Please support them. They are present on many platforms.

None of the images used here are my own. I select from those I find, curate and comment. I apologize for many of them; they are not ideal but are chosen largely for their message and their impact. Any will be removed if I'm requested so to do.

Any male reading this should ignore it and read the blogs of Radical Feminists who oppose gender identity ideology. There are many here. Practise discernment. Also read Feminist authors and theorists beginning with Ms. Andrea Dworkin, Ms. Germaine Greer, Ms. Mary Daly, Ms. Rosemary Radford Ruether, Ms. Lierre Keith, Ms. Sheila Jeffreys, Ms.Kara Dansky.

Thankyou to all who visit this blog, and all who reblog, like or comment on any of its content. Any interaction is welcome. Thankyou.

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