This is an extreme fantasy blog. If you’re not into that, you should probably leave. NO MINORS. Please recognize that all of the content below is (dark) fantasy, not reality.
My other blog, @FucktoyRape , is more haphazard but has similar content.
Topics: misogyny, rape, BDSM, maledom, captions, etc.
All content is publicly available from BDSMLR or SEX.com with possible modification. All models are adults.
I want to start this blog off right with something that sets the tone: a beautiful girl bound and gagged, humiliated and being sexually marked and degraded as an object.
It’s emblematic of what this blog is about, which is the idea that women are sexual objects for male pleasure who exist to get raped, degraded, debased, hurt, humiliated, objectified, and used, and that these things are natural. To get turned on by and find sexual satisfaction in this idea is what I call “misogyny fantasy”.
Misogyny fantasy is natural for men and women. On the female side, it is the desire to be the object of male pleasure as described above, and to be turned on by misogyny. On the male side, it is to be turned on by sexually degrading women and treating them as inferior, imagining or desiring to rape them, and getting off on their subjugation.
Also, misogyny fantasy is not merely directed at any given woman, except so far as she is a symbol for femininity. One woman is just the vessel. She is like a sacrifice, in that way: her degradation debases all women.
It took a long time for me to realize misogyny fantasy was a legitimate way of fantasizing, akin to an identity. Once I admitted to myself that my real kink was simply unabashed misogyny, I came into a new understanding of myself. I suspect others have had this experience, too.
Admittedly, one of the things I realized quickly was that it all really is just fantasy. Prior allowing myself to fully explore and realize this as a kink, I feared inside that I was actually a bad person. I would hear someone talk about a rape victim and find myself getting turned on, and then I would silently chide myself, thinking I was evil for having those thoughts. Once I affirmed a real sense of fantasy and started to explore it, I realized that I simply had repressed desires that could be released in a healthy way through violent, misogynistic pornography. As a consequence, I found my mind quieted down, and I no longer felt that same excitement when hearing of sexual violence outside of my fantasies. That struck me as healthy and cathartic.
I propose that misogyny is a legitimate fantasy anybody can have, and I think it’s natural and can be cathartic. If you agree, I think you’ll like this blog.