M4F The Strange Thrill Of Misogyny

You would prefer not to think about it, I’d bet.

I mean, you’re a feminist! Educated, liberated, accomplished. Your whole life, your whole sense of self is centered around proving that you’re equal to any man. You fight for justice and equality and liberation.

You probably work as a lawyer or academic or something, and you believe is women are equal or maybe better than men.

So when you see women being mistreated, and demeaned, and objectified. . . you get insanely wet. This is the part you don’t like to think about. Your shameful secret, your most guilty pleasure. You get off on misogyny. The rougher the better.

It’s easy enough to tell yourself that it’s only fantasy. You don’t really want to be raped and abused like the women in the porn you obsessively watch. No it’s just a release from the pressures of your life. Just a lark.

Unfortunately, it has to seem real for it to get you off. Your boyfriends have spanked you, your husband has talked dirty to you. . . and that’s all fun. But you need the real thing. A man who sees you as property, as an object to be used.

But you don’t want to encourage that! Misogyny is wrong! Terrible! Despicable!

So what can you do?