I was raped. Didn't enjoy it.
I mean, guys, if you one of you was walking home from wherever and someone grabbed you from behind, kicked you till you nearly passed out then fucked your arse till you bled would you enjoy that?
No, I think not.
Yes, some women have rape fantasies, hell, lots of women have rape fantasies, but who do they get to fulfil these fantasies? Their boyfriends or lovers, ie. someone they've asked for it. It can be as brutal as watever, but ultimately, it's just rough consentual sex. Actually being raped is something totally different.
The thing is, 90% of the people on here are men, so you'll all be well up for rape because you're not the one's losing out. To you, it's sex, there's no emotion in there, there's no long term effect, it's a moment of butality then it's over. For women, sex has emotion involved, that's always going to be there. Being at the receving end will always make things different. Post-rape there is self-blame, there is fear, there is insecurity. After I was raped I couldn't leave my house for 6 months, and even now I only go out if I absolutely have to. I can't trust men anymore, because now that I've experienced one man taking without asking, I think you're all going to do it. I hate myself, because I think that I was luring them, that they picked me for a reason. It's a fucking awful cycle, and you fucktards just toss it aside like it's some light little expeirence that everyone should have as education.
>>32 Embrace the suffering that is living? When you experience this, then you tell me about fucking suffering being living. This isn't fucking educational, it wrecks lives. All I've learnt is that I am meat to you. I am nothing more than a vagina to 50% of the population. Thanks a fucking lot.