Most men who are sexually active have found themselves in the situation I am about to describe.
She loves you. You’ll love her. The mood is right, and the body language on both sides says it all.
You move, she receives you. You look into her eyes and you see lust. You unhook her bra, and she smiles, and just at the point of entry, she says No.
She carefully pushes you back. But you are experienced. You know her. This does not mean yes. Women are wired that way, you tell yourself.
You continue, and she pushes back, but as she pushes back, She pulls up closer. You are a little bit confused. Her hands are saying no, but her eyes and open legs are saying yes.
You get there, and she is all wet. ready for you. You thrust, and she thrusts back, but she is still saying “No” with her mouth while giving you her all.
Then, you start to hear little moans from her. So you relax and increase the tempo and the moans begin to rise, and by the time you are through, she is screaming down the roof and you climax and roll over and smile to yourself. Yes, I am the man.
It is at this point that your life will begin to change because she does not have control of what will happen.
She may not feel right about it. Yes, she enjoyed it, but something was missing. There was no warmth in his eyes. She begins to feel one kind.
She can’t explain it, but she feels violated. She feels used. She suddenly feels less of a woman. She looks at you as you smile and feels repulsed.
Woe betide you if she now goes to the wrong woman for advice. Then your life will begin to turn around like a yo-yo.
This is the most dangerous part of all of this rape matter. We understand the violent part, where sufficient force is applied. We understand when a weapon is used with full consent, but the part we still don’t understand is the part I just explained.
The woman loves you; she is part of the process, but after it all, she feels violated.
Thankfully, most don’t do anything about it, but a tiny few will go ahead and report it, and there, the multitude of feminist me-too activists will chew you to death.
I watched a movie recently where this played out. He was a married man, and she was single. She was close to the Prime Minister, and he had rough sex with her, which she enjoyed and initiated in the lift.
She tore her blouse herself but couldn’t finish tearing it, so the man tore it for her. She asked to be bitten on her breast so she could masturbate to the scars later, but after it all, she felt violated.
According to her, she felt useless, like a whore because he ‘f..d me in the lift just like that’. She went for advice and Pronto a report of sex without consent was filled out and the same thing she asked for in the lift was used as evidence against the man.
Her argument was that she had said, “Not here, and he didn’t listen.” He explained that not here was part of their love language, and for them, it implied taking me. But who will understand that one in a Nigerian court?
For me, I get scared. I get a lot of interest from women. A lot of them come outrightly to ask for sex. Plenty send me their nudes in all shades.
What has kept me upright is this thing, which I will explain. Once a woman doesn’t feel right about an encounter, you have been raped. Emotional value and security are the currency of the woman.
Once she doesn’t get that from you, she feels less of a woman. So why risk it when it is not really yours to give?
If her intuitions drive that process, all you can do is to enable it by saying the right things, doing the right things, and if she is the material type, buying the right things.
But all in all, you still don’t have control over how she will feel afterward. Not even herself. So why take the risk?
My brothers, my advice to you all at this time is self-pleasure, even with your legal wife.
If you are not sure of the encounter and you really have to come off, masturbate and walk away.
This is what I have mastered, and I want to believe it has saved my life. Masturbation comes to the rescue.
For the man who needs to relieve himself, that can be achieved variously: through a woman, butter, or a hole in the mattress.
Mbok, the hole in the mattress, will save you from all the complexities that will come from an encounter with a woman who is not confident in her sexuality or herself.
In today’s world, all you need to have your reputation damaged is an allegation of rape. See, even groupies who beg to be fucked will come back and allege, and you have to start fighting the fight of your life.
If you are not sure of the nack, wank. Simple
The Duke of Shomolu
