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2024-07-03 at 4:19 PM UTCFRANCE: Woman, biologically 52 now but have just recently turned 18 mentally realizes that by having had the penises of two men slithering fast and furious in and out of her biologically 14 year old uterus repeatedly some 36 years ago when she was just mentally aged 8 .... was SEX, which she couldnt have consented at the time because she wasnt mentally mentally mature enough, and therefore, it was RAPE!!Q!
https://www.theguardian.com/film/article/2024/jul/01/french-directors-benoit-jacquot-and-jacques-doillon-detained-over-sex-assault-allegations
Originally posted by vindicktive vinny another proof undeniable that human female stop developing mentally by the time they're 12 and will have the mental maturity of a 12 year old girl for the rest of their lives.
and in some minority, isolated cases where they actually do mentally mature beyond the age of 12, usually by the time they've become used up and unfuckable,
thats when they realize they been RAPED !!!!!!!
years after the fact and decades after the act.
RAPED !!!!!!! they say. -
2024-07-03 at 4:29 PM UTCInteresting struggle in western liberalism, where it used to be regarded as progressive to be free, degenerate, and express your sexuality regardless of age.
But at some stage sexually liberated free love became taboo as grievance thought became more important, and it's more useful to think about sex in terms of power relations.
The only celebrated forms of sexual expression in this new social order are between same sex peers of the same age, all other forms of love are fraught with power inequalities and exploitation. -
2024-07-03 at 5:29 PM UTCI fapped to this
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2024-07-03 at 6:35 PM UTCfrench lawl
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2024-07-04 at 1:42 PM UTCStop trying to come up with excuses for your pedo ways vinny or we'll have Bradley rape you. Have you seen the size of Bradleys cock? Don't think you want that or maybe you do.
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2024-07-04 at 3:42 PM UTC
Originally posted by jerryb Stop trying to come up with excuses for your pedo ways vinny or we'll have Bradley rape you. Have you seen the size of Bradleys cock? Don't think you want that or maybe you do.
srsly .... she was fine with all those penetrations until sudenly she wasnt.
is that how "rape" works in yer neck of woods. -
2024-07-04 at 3:45 PM UTC
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2024-07-04 at 5:12 PM UTC
Originally posted by Charles Ex Machina srsly …. she was fine with all those penetrations until sudenly she wasnt.
is that how "rape" works in yer neck of woods.Okay, now that those are out of the way, lets go to April 2017. The last time he visited my house. He came for two weeks specifically to go to an indoor color guard competition and watch me perform/compete. I remember having a few panic attacks during sexual activities this week, and usually I would ask him to leave and finish or I would leave so he could. I’m not stupid, I know blue balls sucks(though he made it out to be much more painful than other friends have told me it is), but sometimes my panic attacks were too bad. He got really upset at me very early on in this week and threatened to not go to my competition at all. I also fainted at a point this week(I have low blood pressure) and when I told him that, he stayed in bed and got mad at me for making an excuse to not have sex with him. I distinctly remember stopping midway through some form of sex/foreplay, running to the bathroom, throwing up, and then staring at myself in the mirror while crying and telling myself that I was a lesbian(spoiler, I am).
https://imgur.com/a/responding-to-allegations-xmNGZ5q
After that visit, I told him I wanted to take a little break away from each other. We were still dating, I just didn’t wanna talk as much. He accepted at first, but quickly went back to texting and calling me just as much. I was getting very fed up at this point and I decided to give him one last chance, which brings us to this last in person visit.
SGDQ 2017. We spent a week there, then went back to his town with two friends to have an extra week of fun. SGDQ was okay-ish. He wasn’t too pushy about sex(I believe we had sex once while on that trip, and I did not want it, and that was known), we had a roommate again, and I did spend a lot of time with friends. I had already decided by the end of that week that it was over. I was sick of being forced into sex against my will(it didn’t come to my attention until much later that it was truly rape) and I wanted out.
The week we spent in his hometown was honestly the worst week of my life. I was desperately sick with a stomach bug, a vicious cold, my asthma had been acting up, and I was absolutely miserable with Scott. Problem was, I was depending on him for the whole week. I was staying in his house, he was driving me to the airport, etc. I remember him asking me multiple times that week if I was going to break up with him after I got home, and I did say no. I lied. Okay. I’ll admit that. I wanted out. But I didn’t want to get kicked out onto the streets or anything worse. I truly didn’t know if he would try to do something worse.
Two days after I got home, I broke up with him. The breakup was incredibly messy, I ended up dating one of our friends after, briefly, which became a lot of drama, because nobody knew my side. To everyone else, I was this awful bitch that broke up with someone, then stole his friend. Really, this friend was one of the only people that truly knew Scott as I did, and he helped me immensely in that time(we have since broken up, and I came out as a lesbian, but we’re still very good friends and I still love him dearly). Scott made many threats to his own life, and possibly to ours in this time, and a lot of my friends did take his side(understandably). It wasn’t until March of 2018 that I told them my side on my private Twitter.
Nobody doubted that I was telling the truth. They all had to gently point out that it was rape. They all held me close and protected me and loved me, despite this monster I have in my past that haunts me daily. I struggle with PTSD, dissociation, and panic from this experience on a daily basis. It took me ages to be able to sleep next to someone else comfortably, without having a full blown panic attack. And I still do, often. All of my relationships post Scott have gone through many panic attacks with me, and have never tried to pursue sex with me after. I’ve had to stop midway through sex with partners because I become overwhelmed with fear, anxiety, panic, and I’m back with Scott, being forced to do something against my will. Someone not physically fighting back does not make something less than rape. Just because I was coerced into it, does not mean it was consensual. I was guilted into doing so many things that I am not comfortable with. I was raped. Repeatedly. And this will be with me for the rest of my life.
For anyone that’s ever been in a similar place, or maybe still is in a place like this, you are strong enough. I know how impossible it seems. It feels like the world is against you, and your abuser is so much bigger. It feels like the weight of just staying alive through everything is crushing you. Tell a friend, a parent, a teacher, a mentor, people on the internet, anyone. You can make it through. And though my life is hard, and I struggle with my past daily, it is heaven compared to my life back then. I am a survivor. And I have my whole life ahead of me. And so do you. We are stronger than this. Thank you for reading.
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https://docs.google.com/document/d/11fTF4pBGXdAXcqX9oKKkHvoChZz9MmzSxIuGFbWE5OQ/edit?pli=1
welcome to the #metoo future kid, nothing makes sense anymore. You should probably kill yourself now. -
2024-07-04 at 5:21 PM UTCThe "blue balls sympathy" angle was a nice touch.
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2024-07-04 at 9:54 PM UTC
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2024-07-04 at 11:34 PM UTC
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2024-07-05 at 10:54 AM UTC
Originally posted by Charles Ex Machina due to the lack of rich and powerful men, yes ?
Maybe not in your neck of the woods but farmers here pretty damn rich. Just an average farm is worth couple million in land only.
If your whoring around everyone knows your a whore so nobody going to believe your rape story.