37 [M4F] Bangalore - In Aid of Your Self-Sabotage (Misogyny and Humiliation)

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As a woman, you should have pride, you should have dignity, you should have self-respect. You should push back when insulted. You should fight back when assaulted. You should feel beautiful. You should feel confident. You should put yourself above everyone else.

But, as a woman with fucked up masochistic kinks, you self-sabotage. You place your ego under the feet of a man who will trample it and wipe dirt off his soles with your pride. For sometime you forget about scaling heights and finding the light, and instead you plunge into depths and get destroyed in darkness. Between pain and humiliation and the shame of seeking out the pain and humiliation you forget about the person you were supposed to be and become the subhuman animal you need to be.

I quite enjoy my misogyny fetish and I've crossed out almost all the items on my bucket list over the past few years of reddit debauchery. I might have sampled the entire catalogue, right from the sweet girl who only wanted to be rough fucked without the humiliation, all the way to the confident consultant who maintained worshipful eye contact for the entire duration I urinated into her open mouth. I've seen the lot, and now I know what I want.

I want the woman who sabotages herself as a punishment. It isn't the fun of being brazen for her. She isn't laughing. She's suffering. And she wants to cry. Sometimes she safewords and does just that, cries in a puddle she makes in my lap. Sometimes she safewords and leaves in a weepy mess. But unlike the naive thing that realises she signed up for more than she could handle, the self-sabotaging woman ruminates on her shame, reckons with her broken pride, and slowly comes back looking for more of the same. The physical pain, the moral defeat, and the emotional upheaval.

Woman like that wants to see how far she can go. Each time she submits she comes with a renewed awareness of her worthlessness and her need to experience that pathetic state. Yes, when I sit on your face for the first time you might hate it. But by the tenth time or so you'll spread my asscheeks and lick my hairy asshole, hating it all the time.

I have no bandwidth for a full blown dynamic or deeper connection. To me you're a weekend whore to use and abuse in ways that have no regard for your feelings of preferences. To me you are a soft toy that's also a punching bag.

I respect safewords, no matter how intense the scene or how deep in we got. I don't believe in or condone non-consent, specially in the kind of hard kinks I'm talking about. My enjoyment is primarily not in the violence or the humiliation itself but in the knowledge that the woman chose to suffer it. While having every freedom, every opportunity to go refuse and leave, she chose to step into my house and get stepped on.

I usually do aftercare. But if you are the sort that just needs a dark space to be treated without kindness, without regard, and without mercy, be my guest. Just make sure you're worth the time.

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