According the stats, rape fantasies are the most popular female sexual fantasy.
Continuing on from my Cavemen article, I’d like to revisit the concept of aggressive persistence in sexual escalation. Referred to as “going cavemen” in the pick up community this practice tends to incite controversy.
While by-passing a women’s token resistance has its place in a sexual interaction, it’s important to recognize genuine objections to your advances. Simple you would presume, but consider this…
What if she’s screaming “No! No! Stop it!”, but at the same time grinding your delicates. Mixed signals maybe, but those who possess a greater understanding of such dynamics would regard her body over her words. Often her verbal misgivings are merely a by-product of a conflict between Mammalian instincts and rational objections from the neo-cortex.
While she may crave your dick and relish the experience of being pounded by you, she might also regret the sex afterwards if she thinks it was a poor decision logically.
What if she was married and her husband found out?
What if she just screwed her best friend’s boyfriend?
Here’s her get out cause: “He raped me.”
Believe or not, in the eyes of the law – she’s right.
A Definition of Rape: In criminal law, rape is an assault by a person involving sexual intercourse with another person without that person’s consent.
She’s told you to stop, she kept saying no, but you kept going. She may have even put up physical resistance (albeit to get herself off on the idea of being dominated). You certainly were persistent when you think about it, weren’t you?
How would all this sound in court?
Before you know it, you’ve just made the sexual offenders list.
OK, so the above scenario is a little extreme, but it raises some good questions: Where does token resistance end? Where does one draw the line?
I’m reminded of the Julian Assange Case @ inMalafide.
I once dated a young Yuroba girl from Lagos. We were sharing our ultimate bedroom fantasies. She surprised me when she revealed her most desired sexual experience:
“I know it sounds strange, but I always wanted to be raped.”
She told me she wanted a guy to pounce on her and no matter how hard she fought, kicking and screaming, she would ultimately have clothes ripped off her body, get slapped around and get fucked hard. She wanted him to call her a “Stupid Whore!” and a “Fucking N!*g€r!”. She wanted to feel helpless, used and worthless.
It blew me away. How could any woman want to get raped? Then I asked myself a more puzzling question.. How do you rape a girl to fulfil a fantasy without actually raping her?
Welcome to Rape Fantasies 101
Here’s your get out clause: The Codeword.
Every time I’m with a new lover and things are getting heated, I introduce a codeword. This codeword means stop, unconditionally. Any other string of words may be interpreted as meaningless utterances. Often when women say “Stop” or “No” is just means “Try something else” or “Not quite yet”. Only the codeword truely means stop. A semantic ruse perhaps, but an important one.
A codeword I often employ is “Bananas”. This way I give her permission to resist verbally as much as she wants, but at the back of her mind she knows she can terminate any action with the word “Bananas”.
Not only does this create trust, it’s also fucking hilarious. Any discomfort she may feel is instantly diminished with such a stupid phrase. The codeword creates a playful dynamic to an otherwise primal act.
Other good codewords off the top of head: “Frappuccino!” “Hippopotamus!” or “Babyshit.”
Make sure it’s a funny word and totally not sexy, as she will be less inclined to use it. Such a word would completely destroy the mood, so if she uses it you know she means business.
As for my girl’s fantasy…. one day I burst into her room, grabbed her by the mane, handcuffed her, beat her with my belt and assaulted her verbally while I made her to do whatever demeaning sexual act I saw fit.
Afterwards she told me it was the best sex she ever had…
So go ahead, fulfill her darkness fantasies.
Just remember: Bananas! 😉
The line between persistence and rape can be blurry indeed. If you would give up just because of some Last Minute Resistance, you wouldn’t have many day 1 lays.
I like the codeword idea.
Previously, I told girls to say “stop” if there’s anything they don’t like at all, but Bananas is way better.
Thanks David, had a look at your blog. I like the ABC thing, I must try it.
Do you employ the safe word technique the first time you bang a girl? How do you work it into the conversation? Seems like it’d kill the mood, but it’s a damn smart idea.
First time yeah. I just throw it in just before I escalate. BTW… if you want to me to stop just say Bananas… it’s gets a laugh and I don’t find it kills the mood if you mention it in early…
Good post. My motto lately has been: No means try harder, but stop actually means stop.
So when shed say “stop” I would actually stop.
You are a fucking maniac! Your stories are hilarious, and I find it refreshing reading than the normaloids from Lonely Planet forums (i.e the Bible).
SE Asia is a fascinating place indeed and I plan to take in a touch more this year; it’s too cold in Glasgow for now. I am checking out Phnom Penh on your advice that ‘people go off the rails here’. With a hint of danger, it sounds like my kinda place.
Been to Dublin a couple of times, new year at Christchuch and all that jazz; the thing is in Dublin the drinking STARTS at midnight on new year!
All good info on your site, hope at some point to be able to follow your footsteps to getting the fuck out of this city.
Good to hear Noel, Phnom Penh is unforgettable. Glad you like the blog 🙂
A hot young female friend of mine recently confessed to me that she likes it rough during sex and that when she sees a rape scene on TV, it turns her on. She says it’s because of her last boyfriend who beat her up, raped her, spat on her, emotionally abused her and called her a whore. I don’t give a shit about all that – any advice on how I could bonk her brains out based on this special knowledge that I know of her?
Shit..you people are sick. :/
The hu-man race is doomed thanks to all this (nerdy) caveman behavior and their twitted female counterparts. Egads!
Great post! I experimented with it for like 3 time but it’s something I wouldn’t teach in my trainings ;-)) Love the codeword trick, I’ll implement it in my next adventure.
Ohhhh….there is lot to learn from you….keep posting man…..You’ve got game…
I knew a girl too who with beaming eyes confessed she wanted to be raped in a lone forest; later she died of cancer in young years.
That code word meaning “no; seriously” – i used that too, esp in younger years when i was so much younger than today and could read a gal even less than today.
” one day I burst into her room, grabbed her by the mane, handcuffed her, beat her with my belt and assaulted her verbally while I made her to do whatever demeaning sexual act I saw fit.”
Bloody hell, sounds like a typical night in with my other half 😉 Love the idea of a code-word, I’m sure it would help a lot of people (male and female) during difficult or awkward sexual situations 🙂
Is this how men are today? All excited to be rapey and proud of it??! Women too? Perhaps only the sick ones I’m hoping.
Guess that’s what happens to an entire generation or three raised on hardcore porn.
-AAAAHHHHHhhhhhhh running to the hills now!! *cue Iron Maiden
Bertha Blaster. One question. If you are sickened by the sexual fantasies of STRANGERS then why are you reading a blog on sexual rape fantasies? Just curious since you seem to be all “high and mighty” in you’re “I’m better than everyone and yall are sickos” brain of yours.
With my Russian wife, we came up to the word “petrushka” (parsley)
I want to be roughly fucked by a man in lagos tho. Tied and fucked hard..by he and his friend..My fantasy. One of them.
I’m thinking you need therapy from all your judgy-ness. Take it down a notch, BertIe.
I like to use “blueballs”
I am making this comment without having had time to read the article so I’m sorry if I’m just repeating what I know is absolutely the most important detail to address for the rape-er. Thank God I had the wherewithal to insist that I be allowed to get two video’d admissions from a girl that I was on a date with. The first was that she had taken the GHB of her own free will and when it kicked in and she had become uncontrollably horny as I knew it would I again got her to give a video confession where she said she was the initiator of sex and that I if anything she was forcing me to fuck her.
The next morning she started to have flashbacks of the night before and as expected couldn’t remember agreeing to anything. She started freaking out and accusing me of rape until I grabbed her and showed her the videos.
Still doesn’t make you a good person or even decent. Doing this, wanting to do this, or thinking that doing things like this, only implies your own level of sickness and inability to have healthy intimate sex.
Seriously….wtf is wrong with you people?? 🙁
STFU. Nobody cares about your holier-than-thou “opinions”. Not everyone like to lay there like a dead fish while someone grunts away in to 9f you and then rolls over to sleep. Sorry your sex sucks.
It is very important in human Instinct 2 have morally incorrect sexual fantasies in a healthy lifestyle. this is what keeps the balance for us to know what is wrong from right. Scientific studies show that demented serial killers and people very messed up mentally often do not have sexual fantasies whatsoever or if they do they are very very mild. I have heard about these studies more then once and I don’t know why this is but look it up
Bertha, can you define a “good person”, dear?
Let me tell ya a story, a good one I promise 😉
So, I’m a young guy working hard as a bartender in a rather busy chic restaurant. I get back wasted, moving in a tram and just get to hear two Moroccan galz babble – visibly over me. They are just as the most among in Belgium – the niqab on with a lot of lipstick and tights giving enough of glance whether they’re shaved or not. Ok, my stop approaches I stand up and get to the door. One of them comes after me, turns regularly to the other while giggling and just innocently touching my palm with her pink on the handle. Door opens, she hurries ahead of me and tries to get to the opposite tram stop by backing the tram she just left. I’m just after her when I more like sense a danger, jump ahead, grab her arm and pull her back. At that moment her niqabbed head turns to me with a mixture of scare and hatred, see I’m an unholy gavour for her decent Islamic perceptions. At the same moment, just 10cm away of her head, a speeding tram in the opposite direction passes on a flash. She has just the sense to say “Dankje!” and speeds away. So,please, tell me now whether I qualify for the Christian heaven with a good deed or I am doomed to burn forever in the Muslim hell – the Jahannam for touching one of the Righteous tribe while being impure?!?! Once you give me/yourself the proper answer, I believe you’ll get to know yourself better. And, please, be not afraid to read some Freud, dear!