A Final Word on Sluts... for now.

But it’s going to be a long one.. because i want it to be the definitive boogieman article of the decade.

Sometimes you need a really big hammer to pound in a really stubborn nail.

Women really need to come to grips with this. I write these words with the hopes some poor naive girl out there stops dead in her tracks before going down the path Yoda spoke of:

… if you choose the quick and easy path, as Vader (Ms. Dirty) did, you will become an agent of evil (a slut).

A woman who has a really low partner count and is very discerning with whom she grants access to her most intimate area cannot be hated BECAUSE she shows repeated and consistent control over her sexual impulses and only grants it to men who have passed and qualified her rigorous standards without fail. She does not hold two differing standards, holding one type of man to knock off all her checklist requirements before sex, while casting the list aside for another to have a hot and steamy one night stand.

Sluts on the other hand, come in two varieties.

1. The unabashed slut who enjoys her sluttitude and has no qualms about how she lives her life. She will live and die by her choices. You can feel repulsed by it, but hey, as long as she firmly has no aspirations of either getting into any long term commitment with a guy by lying about her number and lets herself get used by any and all cummers that meet the bare minimum threshold of breathing and having a penis.. well then great! Please look to the right pane of my blog under Pages and click on the Contact Me link and send me your time availability. I have red wine and a box of condoms ready.

2. The slut that prances around displaying her obvious availability and carries her reputation as a cock devourer on her sleeve, yet when YOU approach her, she balks, her face contorts hideously and shrieks “EWWWWWW“, turns around and proceeds to start rubbing herself up against the cast of Magic Mike.

 

Ohhh i’ll fuck him, him and him…

…but you? Hahah, fuck no. Get away from me creep before i yell rape.

A WOMAN WHO IS BOTH SEXUALLY PROMISCUOUS AND AVAILABLE YET DELIBERATELY CHOOSY ABOUT WHOM SHE SLEEPS WITH IS WHAT MEN HATE.

Ever see a guy who approaches a woman who is sending out obvious signals that she is looking for sex get shot down, only to loudly berate her as a SLUT?  He’s shaming her because she’s actually failing to fulfill her portrayed function as a cum gargling slut. She is open and flaunting her desire for sex, yet turning it down.

SLUT!
(and not in the good sense)

If that’s too hard a distinction for you to draw, let me present you with another theoretical version to ponder.

You see 3 women at the counter of a fast food restaurant.

The first lady orders a small salad, hold the dressing and a bottle of water. She’s fit, healthy and lean legs that go ALL the way up and your cock twinges in your pants. This one shows great self control.

I know Burgers taste great.. but I know i’ll get fat if I eat it constantly just to feel good in the moment.

The second lady is riding on a small version of an earth mover, with rolling sides of Crisco threatening to get caught under the wheels. It ‘parks’ itself in front of the counter and orders half the menu. And 2 dozen apple pies for desert. As it leaves track marks in the floor heading towards the table with it’s mountain of food, watching in awe as it inhales it’s meal like a Blue Whale devours an entire colony of plankton in one magnanimous mouth scoop, you look on in disgust but tell yourself meh.. this is how she wants to carry on, so be it. She’s a glutton but an honest one.

Close enough.

The third lady waddles up to the counter. It’s wearing a moomoo because they don’t make rolls of cloth long enough to make clothes that size and it’s breathing heavily under it’s 7 chins. You try and determine whether the slime trail leading behind it is sweaty fat dripping coming off it’s kankles like a rotisserie chicken or something worse you really don’t want to know about. It too orders about 25,000 calories worth of crap, but when the server asks “And what would you like to drink with that?” it let’s out a guttural sound your ears make out to be “Oh i’ll have a diet soda please.”

This is one of those cases where you’re all in or all out.

If you are determined to be a SLUT… you better be ready to fuck me. You’ve shown by the amount of shlong-snot you’ve ingested by enough DIFFERENT men that you aren’t particularly concerned about which armies you decide to drop the draw bridge for to come and penetrate your castle walls and plunder your vastly dwindling amount of treasure and swag. What’s one more into the breach?  But now you actually have the audacity to claim you have some rational set of standards i have to hurdle jump?

Sorry. You wanted to fuck like a guy.. you gotta drop your standards like a guy.

You want to lose the double standard? You better be ready to fuck ‘average guys’ like guys want to fuck ‘average girls’.

What?

You getting mad?

No man wants to be with a glutton. Just like the ladies of the fast food world written above, men value a woman who show sexual restraint. We men have always known that it takes no effort whatsoever besides having a pulse for a majority of women to get laid. It’s why we consider it on the same level as winning a medal at the Special Olympics.. for participation! It’s not something to be proud of and shows a completely selfish and uncontrollable side to your nature, not attractive traits. ESPECIALLY to:

1. The Natural Alpha who has practiced self control for either moral or religious reasons. Here is a man who actually throws fish out of his boat on a regular basis, screening for just the right fish to catch. If he’s been spending his life exuding control over his natural ability.. why would he EVER consider a women’s promiscuity as a PLUS?
2. The famished Beta who has gone months/years without the company of women or sex. He has had very few opportunities, plenty of rejections and an extremely low partner count. Like a starving man sitting at the master’s table waiting for some crumbs to fall he gets to hear about how his Queen gorges on food every night. No dude who has been wandering through the desert want to shackle themselves to the person they find drinking out of a small puddle and offering you some, only to find out that small puddle used to be a lake and she’s been there drinking it down for years.

For a woman who gets angry at a guy for refusing to accept her high number count, is really no different than hearing a really fat person speak about how much they love pounding back dump trucks worth of Haagendaas and city sized portions of deep fried butter sticks wrapped in bacon.. and then being mad you don’t find them attractive because they create their own gravitational force.

Take this vapid slut for example.

If you look at it this way. Everyone wins. I get sex, the guys get sex, and the future girlfriends get more experienced partners. So what’s the big deal with people ridiculing and hating on sluts. We play our part in society. When you think about it we don’t really hurt anyone.

Most sluts know that guys don’t want sluts as girlfriends and wives. We’re not stupid, but we do know that men are men and they like sex. And guess what we like sex too. So it works out fine. And whenever the guy wants a relationship with a girl he likes I’ll back off and sleep with other guys who aren’t in relationships.

GREAT! Let’s track this girl down and send her over to THIS GUY… or any other countless AFC, beta-orbiting, blue balled, chess club, Magic:The Gathering playing guy. Maybe she could put her contact info up on this website and cure a lot of ills.

Who here is willing to bet she balks. Guess not everyone wins after all right?

It’s quite obvious here that this girl only enjoys being a slut with a select few guys. So she’s not out there spreadin the love, she’s only adding to the principle of the top guys getting most of the women already. She’s no fucking charity case, nor is she some finishing school instructor. The guys she’s banging are already experienced. So not only is she driving down the price of sex for the rest of her chaste sisterhood actually looking to land a guy long term, she’s probably helping spread a little bit something more than just her legs…

What’s worse is the rallying cry of cheerleading behind her wonderfully inane comment.

I have a WHOLE 50 cents riding on this that 90% of those commenting retards are guys who are supplicating this woman and validating her remarks in white knight fashion in hopes that one day, a slut will one day come down from the sky and rob them of their virginity. The other 10% are just that… the 10% who always get it and happily cheer the fish on as they sit back in the boat drinking their beer watching the fish jump out of the river into the waiting nets.

I wore my AXE body spray, Sluts <3 AXE.

So let’s just put a bullet into the constant use of ‘Double Standard’ shall we? There really isn’t a double standard. There was always and ever will be only ONE standard. That highly promiscuous people make VERY POOR LIFE PARTNERS.

Back in the day before fire was invented, men were promiscuous and pumped and dumped dear old cavewoman and moved on looking for another one to pump while she went all preggers. Promiscuity by women meant that they suffered the burden of child rearing alone to fend for themselves. It was the numbers approach of evolution, spread a lot of seed so that your chances were good that some survived. This didn’t work very well for a lot of women, who wanted men to stick around and help out, so pair bonding became the next evolutionary step. Women began to enforce greater qualifications and time restraints against men in an effort to have men bond with them so that should they get preggo, they’d stick around to help out. This became the DEFACTO standard. Men in turn demanded that female promiscuity be curtailed to solidify the chances that the woman they pair up with will only have HIS children, and not run off to bag another, bigger, meaner caveman and then pretend it was his so he would provide for it. Promiscuity was curtailed at both ends for the very reason that displays of it showed an extreme proclivity to being a flight risk.

This is a SINGLE STANDARD applied to both sexes.

Only one sex decided to stop handing out red cards to promiscuity as a penalty for being commitment oriented.

I’ll let you take a stab at which one it was…

I’m sorry i broke your brain darlin..

So when a woman says “Why can he fuck around and not be punished or shamed?” Well sister.. that’s a question you should be asking your best friend who’s eyeballing your boyfriend right now. Or you’re friend who’s salivating over that hot young guitar player who does interviews bragging about how many women he’s slammed. Your female cohorts are the ones who avoid enforcing the standard screwing guys who will not make commitment a priority. Only women seem not to care, or grant great leeway in the amount of partners a guy can have and STILL try and lock him down. Your sisters decided to ignore the standard and follow “Don’t ask, don’t tell”.

Men for the most part, never let go of the standard. We want to know the risk we take before committing to you, to know if you’ve squandered your precious sexuality, to know the mother of our children wasn’t passed around like a hot potato. We like hedging our bets that the kids we produce will be ours.

You simply ASSUMED that the next man you were going to meet and try to pin down (after the last alpha kicked you out) was going to be just as promiscuous as the men you fucked in the past. You assumed because YOU were willing to ignore a man’s partner count (the standard) that men shouldn’t / weren’t going to hold it against you.

DEAD WRONG.

The natural alpha has no reason to reward you devaluing you sexual treasure when he showed great self control.

The beta has no reason to reward your gluttonous rampage while he lived in starvation.

Even the alpha cads really have no reason to reward you. They have others to choose from as well and they already know what an easy slut you are to manipulate.

Realistically, alpha cads should be subject to this same dilemma. They are really bad bets for long term commitment. They’re prone to cheating on you, making you feel miserable and simply controlling your life. Maybe they’ll even ask you to do a threesome or an open relationship if they really want to let themselves get tied down.

Yet the women still go there.. looking to lock them down. That’s not on me. That’s on you.

I would rather plunk my life savings into this.

You make a poor investment. Either i have to continually game you to keep you, or as soon as the lovey dovey feelings and euphoria of new love wane, you’re promiscuous nature will drive you to seek another ‘hit’ to recapture that feeling.

[edit: just found this link at Temple of Mut about Oxytocin – it’s BANG on]

Men who value woman’s sexuality rely on knowing whether a woman cherished her sexual intimacy or squandered it. As i said in my last post, it’s not the amount of times you have sex, it’s how many partners you end up pleasuring that makes you a bad slut. Your sex is the equivalent of our commitment. You giving it up to a variety of partners, unworthy partners, partners who were not fit for long term partnerships.. is the equivalent of a man giving up his commitment, time, resources and emotional support to women who do nothing to earn it. Sluts are the equivalent of the beta-shmuck doormat you ladies despise so much. They’re giving it away so easily, it has no value to you to lock down.

Do men want a slut in the bedroom? Yes. A lady on the street but a freak in the bed? Yes. That’s what makes you a ‘good’ slut. Yes there is such a thing as being a GOOD slut. When you slut it up with the guy you’re attached to for the long haul. Becoming good at sex does not require a vast amount of partners. It requires getting to know the one you’re with intimately to know their deepest desires. You don’t need to have the train run on you by the college football team to consider yourself being good in bed.

Your number has no basis as to whether you will be good at sex to a man. It might even make you worse predisposing you to doing things he might take no enjoyment in and performing for him like a trained monkey following the script of a porno film rather than attempting real intimacy.

But when it comes to lock down commitment relationships… we want to know your real number!

And this is where we come to the meat of it…

You had the entire basketball team treat you like a cum cookie in the locker room when you were drunk as a skunk.

Are you REALLY proud?

You have slept with or blown a new man every two weeks for the last year, either being used and pumped and dumped, or pumping and dumping yourself, giving your sex to a man you never had any feelings for whatsoever.

Are you REALLY proud?

Ever notice how sex pozzies love to tell other women to be proud of slutting it up? Cheering them and rooting them on. Ever notice how defiant they are when talking to people they have no intention of sleeping with, or through the anonymity of the internet.. will loudly proclaim that her number shouldn’t matter and will gladly tell how many different men’s cocks she’s drained?

Ever notice when that moment when all of a sudden they go silent?

They meet the man they REALLY have feelings for…

proud

[proud]  Show IPA adjective, proud·er,proud·est, adverb

adjective

1.feeling pleasure or satisfaction over something regarded ashighly honorable or creditable to oneself (often followed byof,  an infinitive, or a clause).

2.having, proceeding from, or showing a high opinion of one’sown dignity, importance, or superiority.

3.having or showing self-respect or self-esteem.

4.highly gratifying to the feelings or self-esteem: It was aproud day for him when his son entered college.

5.highly honorable or creditable: a proud achievement.

Pride goeth before a fall

There was a great comment on someone else’s blog that i cannot find at the moment.. but it went along the lines of:

When a woman has a high partner count and has to tell it honestly to a man she REALLY likes, she holds off or fudges not because she’s afraid he won’t be able to take it, worried about a double standard or any other such nonsense. She is finally made aware of what her sexuality means and truly IS ashamed of her past actions and is trying to rewrite the past rather than acknowledge it.

When people are proud of things they accomplish, they WANT to tell the whole world, especially to those that matter most. If you cannot sit across from someone and tell them the truth about something you’ve done, you are obviously NOT proud of what you’ve done. Proud people can’t shut up when speaking highly of their achievements and accomplishments.

This is not the action of a ‘proud’ woman.

I can’t imagine Jonas Salk sitting at a table surrounded by his peers meekly saying “Oh yeah.. i only had a tiny role in creating that vaccine, i only handled a few petrie dishes.”

No, Jonas Salk jumped up onto that fucking table, ripped his shirt off and yelled “I MUTHAFUCKIN KILLED POLIO BITCHES!” (btw.. Jonas Salk.. a man. Just sayin)

I went BEASTMODE on Polio!

Proud people really don’t need to come up with 30 odd reasons to deflate and deflect judgement on their actions.

So i propose a challenge to all Sex Poz femcunts everywhere.. and their religious followers of SLUTWALKING zombies.

IF you truly believe that going around pounding back dick like it’s going out of style is your version of reaching the peak of Mt. Everest, then let’s put your moxy to the test and your money where your mouth is.

I will be starting up a new business venture, a line of stylish outerwear that you can proudly wear to tell the whole world and all the men you’re courting just how much you value your sexuality as a woman. Yes ladies, you can now order direct from my online store RedPill Apparel fashion statements that truly project how you feel about your wanton gluttony and abundance of cock-handling abilities.

Throw out those useless ‘Throw rocks at boys’ shirts. Burn those ‘Grrrrl Power’ rags. Fuck the lame ‘Fish on a bicycle’ crap.

Hell I won’t even charge you anything for the shirts… all you gotta do is come to my place and blow me. Beats paying for shipping and handling right? Just email me and i’ll send you a google map link to my chateau of love.

But since these shirts are custom made to order, i need to know your exact number prior to manufacturing. So you’ll have to enumerate every encounter and hookup you’ve had on the order form. This means i need to know any time one of the following happened,  regardless of which country you were in or what state of inebriation you were in. If you can’t recall, err on the side of caution and count it:

• every time you have touched, gripped, handled or stroked a penis
• every time you’ve kissed, licked or fully allowed a penis into your mouth
• every time you have let a man touch, stroke or insert a digit into your vagina
• every time a mans penis has made contact with your vagina
• every time a mans penis has penetrated your vagina
• every time a mans penis has penetrated your rectum
• every time a mans penis has ejaculated due to a direct action you took to spur it on

[I am tempted in this digital day and age to say any phone sex, sexting, skype or webcamming sex due to obvious sexual nature but without physical contact i’m not ready to include it. I’ll let the married women determine if it should be considered sex if their husbands where caught doing this]

Once we have that number firmly established and entered into the order form you can choose from one of these fine upper-wear items fit for any occasion.

Well ladies. Have at it. The store is open.

For the lady on the go, fitness and workout shirt.

For the power grrrl in the office and corporate environment.

Also for those who want to feel more feminine, we also carry it in pink.
(this option is unavailable for feminists)

And don’t forget to enter in the date of your last medical checkup and blood-work results for STI/STD infections too!

(shirts available in sm/m/l only. XL, XLL, Cratermaker sizes unavailable due to weak sales and honestly.. i wouldn’t believe ya)

See, i’m doing my part to let you show your pride. I wan’t you to be able to proudly display your treatment of your innate sexual value being monstrously devalued. I REALLY want you to be wearing this shirt with your number proudly emblazend on it when you meet the man you really want to settle down with and offer him your most treasured asset having been shared with a multitude of men. We wouldn’t want you to start your next relationship, one of HONOR, COMMITMENT and TRUST to start off based on a LIE now would we?

But you never wanted that right? You just wanted to be a slut for life no?

I’m more than happy to ENABLE you to enjoy your life’s choices.

And if you still insist on embracing slutitude..

This guy won’t mind, or this guy, or this guy, or this guy, or this guy, or this guy, or this guy, or this guy or myself either. And don’t forget to teach your daughters your wanton ways either.. because we will want to enjoy them too. Just order my shirt, put it on the young one, send her out the door and let nature take it’s course. Please keep feeding us more.

Your daughters future vocation.

After all, nothing wrong with being a slut right? Of course not, we don’t mind fucking you. And you don’t seem to mind fucking us.

But we’re not the one’s trying to lock you down for commitment.

We’re not the ones asking to get married to you.

No.

That’s you ladies.

Asking us to man up and lock in.

You’re the ones who don’t care to assess the penalty for promiscuity.

We never stopped…

You know.. i just had way too much fun with this :)